Chapter 58

"Little brother, you can see that, and I always feel that the recent situation of Zimao is not right."

Pingtou elder brother hears speech a joy, surprised looking at Ning Xiaolei.

Ning Xiaolei said: "it's too obvious. I'm afraid it's not good not to deal with it as soon as possible."

"I, I've been to the hospital. I've done a lot of X-rays, and the doctor can't tell me why. However, brother Pingtou, I don't want to die. Please help me and find a way to save me!"

Seeing what Ning Xiaolei said was so severe, zimaodun was frightened and cried.

Ning Xiaolei frowned. The black air he felt was full of yin and cold. It was just like the evil spirit of his cultivation, not like worldly things.

Is this purple hair contaminated with something unclean, or is it being manipulated?

"Little brother, do you have any idea?"

Seeing Ning Xiaolei's painstaking thinking, brother Pingtou's eyes brightened and asked.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Xiaolei said: "I have to ask more about his specific situation. I feel like something supernatural."

"Supernatural? Brother, you just say it's a ghost. Mom, I'm scared to death. "

The purple haired gangster's face changed greatly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

If you talk about what people fear most, it must be ghosts. When you mention it, you will feel cold behind your back.

Even Zimao, who has been in the society all the year round, is no better than ordinary people.

"I'll go, man. Are you kidding me? Is there something like that in the world?"

The flat head elder brother is startled, can't believe ground looking at rather small thunder to ask a way.

This kind of thing, he, a former soldier, said that he would not believe anything. If there was such a thing, there would be no chaos in the world.

"Do you think I'm joking? Do you guess that I have to ask what purple Mao has done recently?"

Ning Xiaolei shakes his head and looks at brother Pingtou faintly. He asks in reverse.

Brother Pingtou nodded thoughtfully, looked at Zimao and said, "do you hear me? If I don't want to die, I'll tell you honestly. Have I done anything wrong without telling the employees?"

"Brother Pingtou, I didn't. I kept your orders in mind and never did anything against the principle."

The purple haired thug shook his head, his eyes full of fear.

It's such a time. How dare he hide anything and reveal what he has done recently.

"Little brother, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it." After listening to Zimao's narration, brother Pingtou frowned.

"If you think about it carefully, if you can't think of it, I'm afraid you'll be finished. Look at your face, there are only a few days left."

Ning Xiaolei curls his mouth. He can conclude that Zimao is not telling the truth.

"What? How many days? I, I I said, "I said everything. Just a few days ago, Tianren Tang gave me a lot of money to deal with a corpse."

Say this, purple hair long tone, heart a big stone landing.

These days, this matter has been pressing on his mind, holding extremely uncomfortable.

At the moment, I feel comfortable.

"Tianren hall, corpse?" Ning Xiaolei's face changed greatly, and he seemed to think of something.

Could it be said that the owner of the corpse was so angry that he turned into a ghost after death and was entangled with a purple haired thug?

"Bastard, I think highly of you so much. Purple hair, you should do such a heartless thing behind my back."

Brother Pingtou was angry and scolded. A big slap in the face made purple hair turn 360 degrees before he stopped.

Wipe away the blood from the corner of the mouth, purple hair fell on his knees: "brother Pingtou, I'm confused about money for a while. I know I'm wrong. I'll tell you where the corpse is buried."

"You, alas, are really angry with me. It seems that my Flathead brother has been neglecting discipline recently. You all mess with me one by one."

Fingers tremble, pointing to purple hair and yellow hair before, flat head brother's lips tremble with anger.