Here Lies The Wicked

On rainy days, it's always the U.N.

The sky is covered in haze, and the sky is naturally dark early.

When the crew returned to their hotel after shooting today's scene, although it was too early, it had just arrived at 7: 00 p.m., but the sky had already completely sunk.

When you're done eating, you're making a request.

He is going to sleep in a separate room from Tuhoudong.

“What?”

Tu Hao Dong was confused.

“Because you sleep at night and grind your teeth like a hamster. ”

I feel that I have a good reason.

Tu Haodong is still so young and physically ill. Of course, he has no habit of sleeping and grinding his teeth. He just finds a reason to sleep with Tu Haodong separately.

That way, he can move around alone at night.

But Fang Zheng's words immediately left Tuhoudong with a psychological shadow.

“Fang, am I really used to grinding my teeth when I sleep at night? Is it squeaky hamster grinding or squeaky groundhog grinding? ”

“No, I'm turning my phone on for the night!! ”

Fang was sending Tuhou Dong away. He had just received the key to the re-booked room card from the reception desk. His new room number was right next door to Tuhou Dong. Just as he returned, he saw a familiar shadow. He was standing at the east door of Tuhou. The action was gentle and was about to knock on the door.

Fang saw, Yi Hao, isn't this the goddess of the Tuhou East soul, Ye Qiao?

He sighed and breathed.

In the middle of the night.

Lonely male widow.

The soul of the dream-wounding goddess came to the door alone at night. The two must have had an affair. I didn't expect Tuhou Dong to do it so quickly.

Fang felt that at this time, it could not be a light bulb. As a result, Ye Qiao heard the door opening behind the elevator door. When he looked back at Fang Zheng, his face showed joy.

“Fang Zheng, I was just looking for you. ”

“You're not looking for Tu Hao Dong, you're looking for me?” Fang Zheng, uh, said the finger himself.

Turns out, Ye Qiu came to thank Fang Zheng specifically for the accident during the day.

“Thank you for that accident in the daytime crew. Although I have thanked you for dinner at night, there were a lot of noises and a lot of things I couldn't say at that time, so I'll come back to you in private to say thank you. Thank you very much for your help during the day. ”

The two of them stood in the aisle and talked.

“Thank you very much. How grateful is that?” Fang was laughing to get out of the awkward atmosphere in the air.

Ye Qiao Yi.

Before Ye Qiao answered, Fang had smiled and waved his hand: “Miss Ye, I have taken your thanks. Let this matter be revealed. In fact, I was not only saving Miss Ye at the time, but also saving myself. ”

Fang felt that the two people were so polite, it must be endless, but he was going to the war zone to find out what was going on there.

At this time, it would be more practical to socialize. After all, according to the tour guide, after the death of the soldiers, the police car is reminiscent of the strange disappearance. There must have been a psychotic incident in the war zone.

As long as there is a spiritual event, he will be able to capture his soul.

Practice is more important than girls.

Is this, like, a rejection?

Ye Qiang blinked bright and clear eyes like a pop of water, seemed a little unresponsive, then she smiled slightly, embroidered Furong smiled, her eyes moved before being guessed.

“Okay.”

The smile was generous and polite, and the two of them separated at the door.

Just as Ye Qiang disappeared at the corner of the corridor, Tuhou Dong's door opened from the inside, and he saw the front door standing, he first stunned, then asked: “Fang, I think I heard my Ye Goddess talking outside the door? ”

"No, you must have heard wrong. ”

Then he said goodbye to the host before returning to his room.

Just left Tu Haodong somewhat suspicious to look at the next door and look in the hallway: “No, I smell the girl's body at the door...”

I couldn't figure it out, Toho, shook his head and went back to his room.

Perhaps Tu Haodong never thought that his goddess had come, but not to find him, but to find the old Wang Fang Zheng, who lived next door to him... this is a sad story.

……

Siam is a south-east Asian country that laughs poorly and does not laugh.

Although it is a Buddhist country, its Buddhism is different from domestic Buddhism. Domestic Buddhism is a great multiplication of Buddhist law, and the cultivation of worshippers and transhumance culminates in positive results; while Southeast Asian Buddhism is basically derived from the Buddhist method of small riding, and the emphasis is placed on individual cultivation, so the Buddhism of large multiplication does not work on the Southeast Asian side.

And that's why people in this country are laughing at poverty and not at prostitution, and as long as they can eat enough, men will find ways to become women. Because in Siam, women make more money than men.

Apai is a hospital male nurse, and even at night, he will continue to come to the dangerous city where the shootout took place last night to clear the body.

The rest of the men who were responsible for cleaning up the bodies with him, like him, were poor families, unable to perform surgery, and had been trying to save money for themselves.

Only men from poor families do these tired and arduous jobs.

Rich people have fulfilled their life aspirations and made more money early than the cost of surgery.

“Pai, let's move slowly. We don't have to be so desperate. This rainy day is so annoying.” A slightly more pointy voice whispered to Pai.

The person who spoke was Banjo, a classmate and colleague of Apai.

Banzhuang, a thin and weak man of 160 cm, was wearing a waterproof raincoat. He carried a corpse with him and pulled over in a transport truck, complaining to him.

“This is not good. Bacteria and plagues are most likely to breed in the current season, and these bodies have been released for a day and will rot quickly during the rainy season.” Pai hesitated.

He was also wearing a raincoat.

In these small South-East Asian countries, where poverty lags behind, human lives are the least valuable, and only money is the most valuable. Purchase of biochemical clothing, which is not about money, corrupt authority, for money, so only these people who carry the body, send out simple equipment, raincoats, masks, gloves... not even a proper biochemical suit.

Speaking of these bodies, Banjo's subconscious head looked down at the cold corpse in his eyes, and there was no white cloth on the corpse, because there were too many people who died, even the corpses were transported in one car at a time, and there was no reason why so many kung fu cared about these details.

So, at this moment, these tragic corpses, with their expressions on their faces, are directly exposed to the eyes of both.

Looking at the face of the dead, Banjo somehow struck a cold tremor and felt a chilling shadow behind him.

“There are so many people who died this time, and the bodies are being transported away in one car at a time... Api, do you really think these people are going to die in yesterday's chaotic shootout, as the police said? ”