Chapter 179 Why can’t men
Faced with the question, Wang Hei suddenly smiled.
"You're a very curious boy."
"Don't I want to know Brother Hei better?" The man chuckled.
Wang Hei also had a smile on his face, "Really? Why do you want to understand me?"
The man thought he was right to flatter him, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Hei, you are so powerful and mysterious! Not only did you follow Master Ruan into the village, you are also the only permanent outsider in the village!"
"We've known each other for so long, and seeing our relationship getting better and better, I just want to get to know you better!"
He said happily, not noticing that Dao Wanghei's eyes were getting colder and colder.
After filming the flattery, there was only the sound of insects and birds chirping in the forest, but Wang Hei didn't give any reaction.
The man broke into a cold sweat unconsciously, and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Wang Hei sighed, his voice low as if he was talking to himself, "There are so many stupid people in this village..."
"What?" The man didn't hear clearly and actually asked.
Wang Hei laughed heartily and raised his eyebrows evilly.
"Do you think we have a good relationship after knowing each other for so long?"
The man shook his head nervously and backed away, "No...no, no, it's not very good!"
Wang Hei laughed, "That's not good!" He laughed while approaching the man.
"No, no! It's a good relationship!" The man tripped over the long grass and cried out in collapse. He couldn't understand why Wang Hei suddenly changed his face.
"The words are reversed, and it's really annoying to hear." Wang Hei pressed his tongue against the root of his teeth, his eyes were extremely sinister, and he stared at the person in front of him like a wild animal staring at its prey.
The content in the man's mouth had changed from shouting to crying.
Wang Hei slowly walked over and grabbed his hair.
The man's hair was short and difficult to grasp, but Wang Hei's grasp was firm, close to the root of the hair, as if he wanted to tear off the man's entire scalp.
After he tightened his grip and weighed it twice, the man let out a scream even more tragic than before.
Wang Hei laughed loudly, "I usually see you beating the women in the village by grabbing their hair like this. Didn't you think that one day you would be treated like this by others?"
"Being grabbed by the hair and beaten is not a woman's exclusive right." Wang Hei raised the corners of his lips and looked at the man with pity.
"In my case, all living beings are equal."
Wang Hei slowly bent down, his strong muscles hidden under the coarse cloth, making his clothes bulge, giving him a strong sense of strength, which made him look like a beast ready to go.
Compared to his bending movements, his fists were fast and fierce!
Like lightning and thunder, it roared and exploded on the man's soft belly.
The first blow, only a muffled grunt and the sound of something being blown were heard; the second blow, the man lying on the ground was already covered in cold sweat, and his face was as white as paper; the third blow, the man was so painful that he twitched weakly, and his hands My feet slid on the grass twice; the fourth time...
The man died.
His eyes were wide open, and all that was left was the blood that had flowed out of the corner of his mouth, mixed with thick saliva, and fell on the green grass little by little.
Wang Hei's face was stained with two or three splashes of blood. He let out a dissatisfied "tsk" and wiped it off with his thumb.
Another person who came with him witnessed the whole process of Wang Hei's murder. He was leaning against a tree and shaking all over, not daring to move.
Wang Hei turned around and saw, grinning at him, grabbing the dead man's head with his left hand and tearing off a large piece of flesh-and-blood scalp.
"Men's hair is also easy to hold." He raised it to signal, "Would you like to try it too?"
The man couldn't say anything in prayer, he could only cry and shake his head wildly.
Wang Hei stepped closer and saw that the man's crotch was wet with an unknown liquid, turning from brown to black. He shook his head with laughter.
"Why are you so scared? Do you think you are going to die too?"
Wang Hei's relaxed tone with a smile made the man see a little hope from despair.
"Brother Hei! I didn't say anything just now! I won't say anything when I go back to the village! I will keep my mouth shut! I won't do anything bad to you!" Faced with the man's series of assurances, Wang Hei nodded, He casually threw the scalp in his hand into the man's arms.
"The tone is quite sincere, but there is one thing I don't understand. You keep insisting that you don't know what to say," he said with a cold look in his eyes, "You don't know what to say?"
The man didn't notice and kept praying, "I will never reveal that Mingzu was killed by Brother Hei!"
The sincere look in his eyes will move anyone's face.
Wang Hei glanced at his red knuckles playfully. The force he used just now was indeed too much, and there was no need to hit him so many times.
After the first punch, Wu Mingzu's internal organs had been ruptured and he was left to die.
But there was nothing he could do, he was in such a bad mood.
Wang Hei smiled and asked, "But he is dead. If others ask you, how did he die?"
"He is...is..." the man said in a hurried tone, "he fell down the mountain and hit a big rock and died!"
Finally coming up with a reasonable excuse, the man seemed to have found a way out for himself and smiled excitedly.
The smile on Wang Hei's lips grew wider, "Why does this statement sound so familiar?"
"Isn't this what he said after killing the women in the village? You just put it on him?"
The man said anxiously: "But this is reasonable! The contents of Mingzu's stomach must have been broken by Brother Hei, and the injury would be similar if he hit a big rock!"
"Women in the village can fall to death from the mountains they walk on every day, and can be washed away by the river where they grew up playing. Why can't men!"
Wang Hei raised his eyebrows after hearing this, "It's rare that you grew up in Gude Village and still think like this."
The man wanted to speak again, so Wang Hei stretched out his finger to make a shushing gesture, "Be quiet and listen."
Wang Hei closed his eyes and smiled sincerely, "Did you hear the sound of the river flowing?"
The man listened blankly for a while, "Yes, I remember Yuantong River is not far from here, it should be its sound."
Wang Hei curled his lips in satisfaction, "He must be a local." He stood up and suddenly put his big hand on the man's head.
The man was startled and was about to move away, but Wang Hei held him in place with indescribable force, unable to move.
"Brother Hei, what are you doing?!"
Wang Hei tilted his head and stared at the man with a smile, "I should ask you this question."
"You chose the place and the way to die. Why are you unwilling to do so now?"
"Brother Hei, I don't know what you are talking about! Please let me go! Please!"
Wang Hei's men used a little force and grabbed the man's scalp, just like they did to Wu Mingzu before.
"You said it yourself, women can do it, and so can men. Since Wu Mingzu died after falling from a mountain onto a big rock, you can only drown and be washed away by a familiar river."
"Otherwise, you two will die in the same way. Not only will it be boring for people to hear it, but it will also be boring for me to speak."
After saying that, he ignored the crazy cries of his men and dragged them away.
"You two, don't feel wronged and think that I killed you. In fact, it was you who killed you."
Wang Hei said in a relaxed tone, "Because you two are too stupid."
"Wu Mingzu is too stupid to speak. If you make me unhappy, you will be even more stupid."
"Although it didn't take me long to kill Wu Mingzu, you can run away when I do it."
"You can run as far as you can, which is a chance of survival."
"But you just stayed there and saw everything. Of course you have to die. No matter how good your promises are, they are not as reliable as if you keep your mouth shut forever."
Wang Hei's mood obviously improved a lot, and he even sang happily.
The sound of clear water was getting closer and closer to them.
So is death.
