Xu Dahai followed Yu Sasha one after another, and walked out from the opposite door yawning with a sorrowful face. If such a thing happens, no one can rest well.
I was about to utter a few complaints about just falling asleep and yelling about what I was doing.
As a result, when he raised his eyes, he saw Wang Jun hanging in front of Han? His head drooped, hanging on the rope and swaying, his body showed a twisted back, which made Xu Dahai speechless in surprise. Pointing at the corpse, shaking his hands, opening and closing his mouth for a long time before spitting out, "I'm grass! What a hell!"
How did a dead body ran to someone else's door and hung it up by itself
Yu Shasha hid behind Xu Dahai, this plump, good-looking woman, now encountering such a weird thing, she can only rely on her husband who is not outstanding in appearance.
Su Kui squinted her eyes and looked at Yu Sa Sa calmly. Seeing that the fear between her eyebrows did not seem to be fake, and her face was also horribly unrested, her body was involuntary when she saw this trembling.
She should not be the murderer, but she has not completely eliminated the suspicion.
Su Kui looked at Han? who was lying at the door again. Her face was still covered with thick makeup, like a layer of paint, making it impossible to see her true look.
At this time, Mu Yang and his wife Yang Qiuhong were late, and Mu Yang yawned and walked out. This is undoubtedly a handsome and handsome man in his 30s, with neat short hair, and wearing dark blue silk long-sleeved trousers pajamas. He is tall and one-meter-eight. In this small shared room, he counts. A rare handsome guy.
Of course, that Ji Feng is not bad, but the two are not handsome guys of the same type.
Ji Feng was cleaner, like a white college student who hadn't left school yet.
"What's the matter, just fell asleep, and noisy, there is no end?!" Mu Yang squinted and shook two steps. When he saw that the figure in front was hanging on the door, he shouted, "Damn! What is this?!"
"Uuuuu..."
When Yang Qiuhong saw this, she couldn't help covering her mouth, feeling depressed and bitter.
Her face was even worse. In just two days, she tortured herself into an inhuman appearance. In fact, she has good facial features, and if she is dressed up, she is no worse than Han? and Yu Shasha. Yang Qiuhong was not too old, at most twenty-five-six years old, a few years younger than Mu Yang.
But because she has been doing housework, has no maintenance, and she doesn't care about dressing up, she looks older than Yu Sasha and Han, and there are already crow's feet in the corners of her eyes.
In the empty and silent night, weirdness filled the surroundings, but a woman sobbed like a ghost, crying low, it was even more chilling.
Xu Dahai glanced at Mu Yang, and Mu Yang frowned and yelled, "Shut up, I!"
"Crying, crying, crying, knowing that you are such a virtue, I would not marry you! What's the use!" He snorted coldly, and even cursed her with disgust.
These words, everyone present has been tired of listening, no wonder.
Yang Qiuhong is weak and indisputable. As outsiders, no one can help her.
"Well, Mu Yang, will you come with me and carry Wang Jun back?" Xu Dahai suggested.
He is older, about forty, and he sees more markets, and he is not as afraid of the dead as young people. Although what happened at this time, it was enough to make people scared.