When Mu Yang heard this, he immediately took a few steps back, "I'm not going, I'm going to go by myself." Dead man, how unlucky!
He waved his hand and was about to return to his room. Seeing that Xu Dahai couldn't count on him anymore, he had to look at the others. Han?, Yu Shasha, Yang Qiuhong, and Su Kui were all women. No matter what, I couldn't let a girl help move the body.
He asked, "Where is Ji Feng? Ask if he is willing to help."
After Su Kui said, she called, and went over and knocked on Ji Feng's door.
Ji Feng didn't seem to sleep at all. The door opened quickly, only a small crack was revealed. At this time, Su Kui, who was standing at the door, smelled the burning candle closer, and he really lit the candle in the room.
Su Kui didn't change his face and didn't seem to notice anything at all. He just asked Ji Feng in a low voice, "Well, something happened outside. I need your help, okay?"
"Wait." Ji Feng said two words and closed the door again.
Su Kui was startled, not knowing what he meant.
Ji Feng's voice was indifferent, as if his throat had been hurt and it was a little hoarse. There was no ups and downs in the tone of the words, and Su Kui could not hear the emotions and emotions in his words.
"How did he say?"
"He said wait," Su Kui relayed Ji Feng's words to Xu Dahai. Xu Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. It would be good if someone was willing to help. It's just that Mu Yang is still a few years older than Ji Feng, and he didn't expect to be afraid of even a dead person, so he is not considered a man!
He glanced at Mu Yang coldly, his face was gloomy, and he took a hard smoke.
In the end, Ji Feng came out and joined forces with Xu Dahai to drag Wang Jun from Han?'s door, and then sent him back to his own room.
The lock of Wang Jun's door was broken, and it was violently destroyed that day, only to find that Wang Jun had been hanged on the ceiling of his rented room.
Su Kui noticed that when Ji Feng came into contact with the corpse, he was more calm and calm than Xu Dahai, and seemed to do such things frequently.
Sending Wang Jun back, Ji Feng returned to the bathroom to wash his hands. The door was not closed. Su Kui asked him strangely, "Ji Feng, are you not afraid?"
Ji Feng glanced at her sideways, twitched the corner of her mouth without any expression, and replied, "Fear."
Su Kui: "..."
You have no expression on your face and your hands are not shaking or breathing. How can you look scared? Before you lie, can you pity your expression? Su Kui gritted his teeth bitterly, slandered.
The people gathered in the living room again, and sat on the sofa for a while, Ji Feng put his hands around his chest, leaned against the wall and smoked, far away from everyone.
"What do you think about this time?"
Han? Now he has calmed down a bit, and seems to have reapplied makeup. Su Kui is still curious about the exquisite makeup. How hard is Han?'s plain makeup that makes her stay thick all the time. Makeup shows people.
Moreover, the speed of her recovery was too fast, and her psychological quality was much stronger than Su Kui had imagined.
She said she was a little bit dumbfounded, because of Han?'s weird style.
Han? Hearing Xu Dahai’s question, he immediately said with a throat: "What else can I look at? It's not obvious yet? It's just that someone looks at me unpleasantly and deliberately makes me sick! If I'm scared to death, this Even murder!"
She glanced at the crowd fiercely, and Su Kui saw that, her eyes glared at Yang Qiuhong.
Su Kui rubbed his wrist and stared at everything silently. Yang Qiuhong was glared at by Han, and she shrank back into the sofa in fear.
Doubts crossed his eyes, and the two seemed to have enmity