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When everyone heard this, they also came to a realization.

"That makes sense!" This zombie is at least something from over a hundred years old... Even if you put a piece of scrap metal inside for over a hundred years, it would still be considered an antique. "

Why are we moving zombies? Because we have cars, so we can carry them away. Can you do that? "

Due to the long hours they worked, these five old miner s had bought a van a long time ago.

The other miners who were there were all relatively young in age. They were farmers who were poor in terms of supporting their families, let alone buying a car.

I don't know how many cracks there are in the house that haven't been filled with cement.

Everyone stopped talking.

The five old miner s used all their strength to carry the zombie out of the mine using a snake skin bag.

The rest dug holes and prepared to sell the two dead Psychotic Bureau s.

Therefore, everyone felt that what they did was flawless.

A few of them rummaged through the clothes of the two agent s and took out their wallets from their pockets.

"Psychotic Bureau? "What is this place?"

"I don't know, a new department?"

"We've killed people. Will we be caught?" The aged miner who was preparing to leave earlier was still a little afraid.

And then, a palm landed on his head.

"What nonsense? It was those five guys who killed him. We are only responsible for burying him! "We can be considered as accomplices, do you understand?"

"Aren't the accomplices vicious?"

"You can shut up now. If you become an accomplice, you can change the living conditions of your family. What do you think?"

"I will feel terrified. To think that a single person would do this for …"

"Crack …"

The sound of something hard and soft colliding together was heard, and the young miner fell into a pool of blood.

He didn't even have time to react.

The man with stubble all over his face waved the shovel in his hand. "This brat sure has a lot of things to say. Letting him go is a disaster!"

Everyone was silent.

The five men on the well took advantage of the night to quietly place the zombie in the van.

"What are we going to do next?"

"To create a man-made gas explosion." old miner lit up a cigarette, "Bring some gasoline down the well, pour all the gasoline on top of the walls, and then light one for me. Oh right, bring a gas concentration meter along with you."

Coal mines are not allowed to ignite fire, once the fire, the consequences are unimaginable.

Especially in the underground area where the gas explosion happened a few days ago, the gas concentration was definitely not low.

Their idea was very simple, they were to kill all those people below the well.

After all, the five of them had human lives on their hands, and those miners who had seen the killing underground were what they were most worried about.

Divide the money with them? What a joke! After digging for so many years, they finally had a chance to make a fortune. How could they share it with so many people?

Moreover, the matter of them killing others had already become a weakness in the hearts of those people. The only thing they wanted to do now was to kill all of them.

The leading old man waved his hand at them, then went close to the four people's ears, "You all want to do this …"

Not long after, the old miner entered the well with gasoline in their hands.

Seeing that everyone had finished burying the two agent, she passed the barrels of gasoline in her hands to them.

Only then did the crowd understand that the five of them wanted to ignite the well, and the result of that igniting was a man-made gas explosion.

"You're going to blow up this place?"

"Nonsense, do you think we can get along peacefully by burying these two cops? Please! It's going to cause a decent gas explosion.

"When the higher ups investigate, they will say that these two policemen came down here to investigate, and there was an accidental gas explosion. That's good, that's why no one knows that we killed them."

What a good trick to trick people. The old man tested the gas concentration.

The display showed 9.5% concentration at the moment.

It is well-known that when the gas concentration below the well is 9.5%, the explosion is the most powerful (oxygen and gas complete reaction).

The heavens are on my side! They smiled coldly, thinking that they could make a huge profit this time.

Just as they finished pouring the gasoline, the four old men took the opportunity to leave.

He suddenly realized that the elevator above the well was no longer working.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

The old miner had instructed them to give the gasoline in their hands to the people below the well. Then, the four of them took the elevator up when they were not prepared, threw the lighter back into the well, and ignited the fuel to explode.

This was their original plan, but at this moment, the elevator was obviously controlled by the people in the well.

old miner above the well laughed contemptuously, muttering to himself, "You want me to share the property with the four of you? Dream on! Brother? "Hehe, brothers are used to sell at critical moments."

He pulled the lighter out of his pocket, flipped the lid off, lit the fire, opened the elevator door, and dropped the burning lighter into the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and then he pressed the button for the elevator to slide down.

The four people in the well watched excitedly as the elevator slowly slid down.

The elevator finally came down. It seemed like there was a problem just now. No matter, escaping was more important.

In a few seconds, those who had helped pour the gasoline discovered that the four of them had disappeared.

"What about the four of them? It can't be that he escaped first! "

The crowd instantly panicked.

It was clear that they had realized something. Could it be that they would be buried together with him in the well?

"They're at the elevator!" One of them found traces of them, and everyone rushed over in a frenzy.

"Don't let them get away!"