C69

When the girl ran out of Zhang Xiaojian's room in a fluster, she bumped into the cleaning girl, Hong Mei.

"Little grass, what's wrong? Has someone touched you?" Hongmei smiled evilly.

"Hongmei, let me tell you something. But you promised me you wouldn't tell anyone. " The grass was mysterious.

When Hongmei saw the serious look on his face, she put away her smile and asked, "What's going on?"

Little Grass recounted what happened just now.

Hong Mei chuckled and said, "At this time, you still believe this? It's a trick. "

Little Grass pouted and said, "Then let's see if I have any surprises at noon."

Hongmei thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "If there really is a surprise, I will believe it."

It was already past eleven in the morning. As the two of them were chatting, they heard someone call out from outside, "Little Grass, come out quickly. Something big is happening."

When the two of them heard that, they hurriedly ran out. There were a lot of people standing at the entrance of the farmhouse.

There were a lot of roses on the floor, arranged in a single shape. A slightly tanned boy in a black suit was standing in front of the door, holding an exquisite little box in his hand.

"Why are you here?" Little Grass felt somewhat embarrassed.

The person who had come was none other than the boy who had been chasing Little Grass.

The boy did not answer, but walked over to the grass, knelt down on one knee, and opened the box. A golden diamond ring sparkled in the sunlight.

"How touching." Hongmei, who was standing by the side, had already turned into a fanatic.

Xiao Yao suddenly thought of what Zhang Xiaojian had said, his face immediately becoming pale, he pushed Hong Mei who was beside his and said: "Take a look at what time it is."

"Eleven twenty." Hongmei was also shocked when she finished speaking.

Little Grass hurriedly took the ring from the boy's hand and said in a panic-stricken manner, "Let's go, let's go."

The boy did not know what to do in the face of this sudden turn of events. He could not believe what he had heard. He muttered, "What you said is true."

"Where are you going?" the foreman asked when he saw Grass hurrying.

Little Grass said, "Tell the Village Chief that I won't do it."

With that, Little Grass pulled the boy and ran, as if there was something chasing after her.

"I don't want the salary anymore." the foreman called.

"No. "Nope." The grass directly entered the boy's car and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone looked at Little Grass's back in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

"I don't want to do it either." Hongmei threw down her broom and told the foreman to take off her work clothes as she spoke.

"What are all of you doing?" the head waiter asked angrily.

"I don't want to die here." Hong Mei said coldly.

The head waiter felt that there must be a problem, otherwise where did this nonsense come from?

"You must explain it to me. Otherwise I won't let you go. " The head waiter grabbed Hongmei.

Normally, Hongmei and the supervisor were on good terms. Seeing the supervisor's anxious look, Hongmei pulled her aside and told him what had happened.

The supervisor opened his mouth wide, unable to close it even after a long time. Q: "It will be 12 o'clock."

"I told you, believe it or not." Hong Mei threw her work clothes to the head waiter and left in a hurry.

The others gathered around to ask what was going on.

The foreman was skeptical about this matter. He thought to himself that it might just be a coincidence, since there were too many liars these days. Let's see.

Therefore, she forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. Go back and busy yourselves."

After everyone had dispersed, the head waiter leaned against an old tree and looked around. He didn't feel anything had changed. Everything was still the same. Why was there a bloody disaster?

As he was watching, a child suddenly ran in through the door. It was the village chief's youngest son.

The eldest son of the village was stupid, so he asked for another son, only four years old this year.

The little boy was well-built and very pleasing to the eyes.

After entering, he changed from his usual bright smile to walking directly into the kitchen.

The supervisor was smiling as he talked to him, but the boy didn't respond.

The kitchen was busy with all kinds of scents, and no one paid any attention to the boy.

A strange smile appeared on the boy's face. He picked up a kitchen knife from the cutting board and suddenly chopped at a man beside him.

After a blood-curdling screech, a huge gash three inches long appeared on the arm of the man who was chopping vegetables. Blood gushed out of the wound as the meat turned upside down.

Everyone was shocked. Before they could say anything, the little boy jumped up and slashed another person's body.

Only now did everyone realize that something was wrong with the boy. His eyes were bloodshot.

The head waiter heard that something was not right. When he ran in from outside, the little boy was waving his kitchen knife around and chopping wildly.

"Little Treasure, what are you doing?" When the head waiter shouted, he felt his vision blurring, and the little boy had already rushed towards her.

It was a terrifying prophecy. At this time, the head waiter recalled what Hongmei had said and his hands and feet immediately turned cold.

However, the little boy ran to her side and stopped, saying, "You're Old Liu's second daughter, I won't kill you."

The voice that spoke was not that of a little boy at all, but that of an old man.

"Lanhua's Father." An elderly woman who was picking vegetables exclaimed.

Only now did the supervisor remember the Lanhua's Father, and after recalling it carefully, he felt a chill down his spine, that voice was the Lanhua's Father's voice.

Everyone instantly collapsed and scattered in all directions.

"There's always someone to blame for what happened. I won't kill anyone who doesn't want to do it." The old voice sounded again.

The supervisor was already limply lying on the ground as he watched the little boy charge out with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Someone called the village and said: "Not good, your son is under the influence. He's holding a kitchen knife and is cutting people down."

The village chief, who was playing cards with Second Fool, frowned when he heard the news and scolded, "Bullshit."

"It's not bullsh * t. It's true." the caller said.

The village threw down the cards in his hands and hurriedly ran out.

When the village chief walked into the courtyard, he saw that the employees were all hiding in a corner in fear, quietly looking at his youngest son.

His youngest son was hiding on the ground, slicing a cucumber with a kitchen knife.

"Fuck, it's nothing." The village was still scolding people like before.

"Son, go back with dad." The village walked to the side of his youngest son. Just as he was about to extend his hand, he heard a familiar voice say, "Long time no see."

The village was stunned, because this voice was very familiar, it was Lanhua's Father.

"You …" Before the village chief could say anything, he saw his youngest son raise his head. His eyes were red as if they were soaked in blood. As he waved the kitchen knife, a heart-wrenching pain came from his thigh.

In the distance, on top of a roof, there were three people. One was Zhang Xiaojian, the other two were Orchid Flower and Ol 'Five.

As Orchid looked at the blood dripping from the Village Head's leg, tears began to fall like rain.