Siheyuan: It started with Yu Li's door-to-door work

"You don't have eyes... don't you..."

For the second half of the sentence, he couldn't say it anymore.

A cold dagger stabbed into his stomach.

The dagger first cut through the flexible skin, then the elastic muscles, and finally the slightly hard peritoneum, and then, without hesitation, penetrated into the soft internal organs.

The blood was first blocked by the dagger and accumulated in the abdominal cavity.It wasn't until the dagger was rotated 45 degrees forward and backward, and the tip was twisted in the abdominal cavity again, mixing the delicate internal organs into a ball of flesh and blood, and then slowly pulled out, that the hot blood gushed out like a spring, soaking the body. Outer clothes.

The feeling of blood sticking to the hand is slightly sticky like egg white.

It's just that egg whites don't have such heat.

The heat of life.

At that moment, Xu Damao didn't feel any pain, but a feeling of heat and numbness in his waist, and then he lost his strength and slid down, but was supported by that person, helped and pushed, and fell into the small room where no one was around. lane.

Then, the severe pain rushed like a mountain and a sea.

But he was already speechless, and with all his strength, he could only make a few slight breath sounds.

This knife goes down, stabs, twists, and pulls out. It is crisp, fast, accurate, and ruthless. It is aimed at taking people's lives.

The man put Xu Damao in a corner, pulled some rags to cover him, then took two steps back, and left in a calm manner.

The cold wind is bleak.

Blood gushed out of the body, as if life was slowly leaving the body.

That knife precisely pierced his liver and kidneys, and smashed the important blood vessels. Although it was stabbed in the abdominal cavity, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a fatal knife.

Xu Damao looked at the slightly whitish sky through those tattered gaps.

He panted hard, sucking the cold air into his lungs.

He couldn't control his body anymore, and it took a lot of effort to move a single finger.

He wanted to crawl out, to shout for help, to have someone come and save him.

But he can't do anything.

I can only lie here quietly.

There are so many stars in the sky.

The coldness gradually surrounded him, penetrating into the bone marrow bit by bit.

Finally, those eyes that were shrewd and full of calculations on weekdays gradually became lax and lost their spirit.

Like a pair of burnt inorganic glass beads.

No one could have imagined that Xu Damao, a man who is good at calculating and trying to climb up, would swallow him so easily in such an ordinary morning, alone and in pain, in a small alley on the streets of the capital. Last breath.

Do not look down.

After all, to extract chestnuts from the fire, one must have the consciousness of being scalded, to dance with wolves, one must be prepared to be eaten by wolves, and to pursue the double-edged sword of rights, one must bear the risk of being cut.

Xu Damao is a smart man, but also a real villain.

Unfortunately, he went the wrong way.

Some wrong roads cannot be taken, otherwise, the one who confesses will be the rest of his life.

Chapter 113 The Death of Han Yongmei

Since last night, Han Yongmei has been restless and doesn't know what's going on.

San Niang wanted to flatter her, so she thought about it with a smile on her face.

"When a woman is pregnant, there are always all kinds of troubles. I think you are pregnant with a skinny boy, and you are making trouble with your mother!"

Han Yongmei ignored her, thinking that she would go home and chat with her own mother, so relieved.Thinking that she was pregnant after all, she felt delicate, so she wanted to stop by the hospital and let the doctor take a look.

Originally, she wanted to order an old woman to accompany her to the hospital, but she was not feeling well, but she just wanted to show off.

But Han Yongmei wanted to go home first, thinking that it would be better to ask her own mother to accompany her, so she walked out alone with her bag.

Watching her increasingly mellow back gradually drifting away, the second aunt and the third aunt looked at each other, turned their heads away, and let out a yell.

Han Yongmei walked waddlingly like a duck, and her legs felt sore and weak after walking for a long time.It is also because she has been lying at home for a long time during this period, she gained weight rapidly and lacked exercise, her physical strength declined rapidly, and she could not even walk two steps.

"Girl, how many months have you been?"

An old lady wearing a scarf covering half of her face passed by her. Seeing her like this, she stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"It's been more than four months."

Han Yongmei is not an idiot either, she is basically polite to outsiders.

"Where are you going? Why are you still walking while pregnant?"

The old lady looked concerned.

"Oh, I wanted to go to the bus station to take a bus, but I couldn't walk halfway."

"Then, girl, it's not a problem for you to sit on the street like this. It's cold outside, and you can't blow it now. In this way, my house is nearby. Why don't you come to my house and have a drink of hot water?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you."

The two backed off.

However, Han Yongmei always only thinks of herself, so after a few words of humility, she felt that she was really tired and panicked, so she agreed.

The old lady lives at the entrance of the alley, and this row is full of dilapidated houses.Now at this time, everyone who should go to work has gone to work, and even those who are not at work will not come out to be cold in this weather, but just find a warm room to sit and chat.

Therefore, this alley is still somewhat deserted.

Han Yongmei disliked the dilapidatedness of the house, but she thought it would be no big deal to just rest for a while anyway.

In the house, Han Yongmei spontaneously sat down in a warm place, smiled and thanked the old lady.

"Hey, no thanks, I just see that it's not easy for you. Sit here, and I'll go and boil some hot water for you."

Even after entering the house, the old lady did not take off her scarf.

After Han Yongmei said a few words of politeness, the old lady left.

Just as she turned around, a belt was put around Han Yongmei's neck from behind, and it tightened suddenly!

She tugged reflexively!

But where did she pull the belt off?She struggled hard, but she couldn't stand the man's hand strength!

The man pushed her forward, put his knees on her back, and her face was right on the hot stove!

The flesh squeaked against the hot iron.

Being strangled by the throat, she couldn't make a sound, and the severe pain from the scalded flesh made her vent her strength again. She struggled a few times, and there was a gurgling sound in her throat, her tongue stretched out longer and longer, her eyes widened, and she swallowed. Last breath.

It only takes 60 seconds to suffocate a person to death.

A living life can be reimbursed in just 60 seconds

The man let go of his hand and dressed roughly on the spot.

It was the "old lady" who strangled her.

Moreover, this old lady was actually a thin, middle-aged man pretending to be her.It's just that he wore a gray wig, changed his voice a little, and covered his face with a scarf, so he looks very decent.

The man regained his strength and untied the belt from Han Yongmei's neck.

To the naked eye, her neck was strangled.

The two-finger-thick belt, made of calfskin, was deeply embedded in her flesh, directly strangling the leafy cartilage of Han Yongmei's throat.

Judging by the extent to which her head fell sideways, her spine was probably also broken.

In just a few minutes, a layer of bluish gray appeared on her chubby face, and purple blood came out from the strangle marks on her neck.The burns on his face were in a hideous shape, and a large number of blisters had already formed.She sticks out her tongue long and swollen purple, blocking the mouth of her throat.

When Han Yongmei slapped and disfigured someone with her palm covered with coarse sand, she absolutely never thought of her death today, which was so ferocious and ugly.

It's really hard to die.

I don't know if it is karma.

After a while, another person came in.

"People did it?"

"Well, there it is."

"Tsk, why is this woman so fat, she looks like a pig."

"What's wrong with it? It's white and fat. No pigs in the countryside are raised like this."

"What about the corpse?"

"Light it up. I got gasoline and poured it on the corpse, and you go get some firewood and put it in the house."

"Okay. Clean up the traces here, don't miss the trick."

"Are you still worried about my work?"

At first it was a small flame, one the size of a fingernail, drawn from the tin stove, fell into the gasoline, and suddenly burst into a flame half a meter high.

Then, the flames spread instantly, engulfing the corpses on the ground.

There was an uproar.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, there seems to be a fire somewhere."

"Hey! Look at the smoke, the fire is not small!"

"is not that right?"

He Yudong raised his head and looked out of the window.

On a street not far from the courtyard house, thick smoke rose into the sky.

I'm afraid it's going to be a fire.

He got off work early today, and when he got home, Ran Qiuye greeted him.

"Brother Dong, have you heard? There's a fire in the Sancha alley!"