Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

"Xu Damao, you are going to die! Come back at this time!"

Han Yongmei's eyebrows stood upright, and her dark eyebrows looked like two trembling caterpillars on her fat, white face. Her voice was sharp and she could be heard clearly in the front yard even when she was shouting in the backyard.

"Tell me! Where have you been! I'm afraid you don't dislike me, but you went to find some little goblin!"

"Oh my good ancestor, please keep your voice down."

Xu Damao repeatedly begged for mercy.

"There is no such thing as a little goblin. Isn't it enough for me to have you? Master Taishan asked me for something, so he just called me over and kept me to eat. That's why I was delayed until now."

"Are you serious?"

Han Yongmei scanned him from head to toe doubtfully, and then leaned closer to smell it.

"Oh, how much did you drink?"

"No, not much. Isn't this just drinking with my father-in-law? I have to accompany my father-in-law no matter how much he wants me to drink. Who told me to take home the apple of his eye, right?"

Xu Damao smiled apologetically.

"Hmph! You know what's going on! I'm going to ask my father when the time comes, so don't try to lie to me!"

"Oh, my sister-in-law, how dare I lie to you! I'm just pointing fingers at you and your belly! No matter how hard I go, isn't it just for you? Hey, this little thing didn't bother you today, did he?"

Han Yongmei rolled her eyes and fiddled with her again, leaving Xu Damao to coax her out of trouble.

Xu Damao is quite capable of dealing with this little ancestor. She doesn't look very good, she's still a second-hand guy, has a bad temper, and doesn't do any housework. Xu Damao has to wait on her when he comes back from a busy day.

If it weren't for the fact that she had a good father and the meat in her belly, Xu Damao wouldn't be able to do this.

Xu Damao went to see Han Zhiguo today because he felt guilty.

It turned out that in the past two days, the people in the security department had been asking him about an old worker named Yan Fu. This man had been missing for several days, and his whereabouts were kept secret.

Coincidentally, some time before this person disappeared, Xu Damao talked to this person on the order of Han Zhiguo.

In Xu Damao's view, there was nothing out of the ordinary. But Han Zhiguo emphasized that he wanted to talk to Yan Fu. At such an old age, had he ever thought about starting a family? His mother had passed away for so many years, and whether he was lonely at home.

By the way, Han Zhiguo also mentioned two words specifically and asked Xu Damao to tell Yan Fu quietly.

carton.

Xu Damao thought Han Zhiguo had something to do with this person. Was he trying to help Yan Fu act as a matchmaker? Or does the father-in-law have something for him to keep in the cardboard box?

Who would have thought that within a few days of chatting, the person would disappear.

Now someone was talking to him openly and covertly. Xu Damao has a guilty conscience. Can't he find peace with his father-in-law?

Sure enough, after being comforted by Han Zhiguo, the two had a drink and promised him many benefits. Han Zhiguo also said that he would wait to see his grandson.

The next day, Xu Damao got up and went to work.

Now Xu Damao is the second-in-command of the special committee of the steel rolling mill. How can he not have a bicycle? At this time, He Yudong didn't come back to live often, otherwise Xu Damao would have to show off.

He was about to ride away when he found that his tire was punctured.

Instead of being punctured, both tires were punctured into colanders.

"What a good thing this bastard did! I'm going to fuck his grandma!"

Xu Damao put his hands on his hips and scolded him like a shrew in the yard for a long time. He had no choice but to walk to work.

His family lived in the backyard of a courtyard house. If he didn't ride a bicycle, he would usually take a shortcut, walk through the back door, and then cross a broken earth wall, which could save a lot of distance.

Xu Damao cursed all the way and went to work on his knees.

There are usually no people on this shortcut he took, but unexpectedly he met one today.

The man was wearing tight clothes, walked straight with his head buried in his chest, and bumped into Xu Damao.

Xu Damao was not angry to begin with, and now he even started to curse.

"Don't you have eyes..."

He could no longer utter the second half of the sentence.

A cold dagger stabbed into his abdomen.

The dagger first cut open the flexible skin, then the elastic muscles, and finally the slightly hard peritoneum, and then inserted into the soft internal organs without hesitation.

The blood was first blocked by the dagger and accumulated in the abdominal cavity. It wasn't until the dagger rotated forward and backward forty-five degrees, and the tip was twisted in the abdominal cavity, that the delicate internal organs were mixed into a ball of flesh and blood, and then slowly pulled out, the hot blood gurgled out like a spring. soaked through the outer clothes.

The blood on the hand feels slightly sticky like egg white.

However, egg whites do not have such heat.

The heat of life.

At that moment, Xu Damao didn't feel any pain, but his waist felt hot and numb. Then he lost all strength and slid down. However, he was held up by the man, who pushed and pushed him into the empty space. lane.

Then, the severe pain came overwhelmingly.

But he was speechless. Even with all his strength, he could only make a few slight breaths.

This knife goes down, inserts, twists, and pulls out, it is clean, fast, accurate, and ruthless, and it is aimed at taking people's lives.

The man put Xu Damao into a corner, pulled some rags and covered him, then took two steps back and left calmly.

The cold wind is bleak.

Blood gushes out of the body, as if life is slowly leaving the body.

That knife accurately pierced his liver and kidneys, and shattered important large blood vessels. Although it was stabbed in the abdominal cavity, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a fatal blow.

Xu Damao looked at the slightly white sky through the tattered gaps.

He gasped hard, sucking the cold air into his lungs.

He could no longer control his body, and it took a huge amount of effort to move a finger.

He wanted to crawl out, to scream for help, to have someone come to save him.

But he can't do anything.

I can only lie here quietly.

There are many stars in the sky.

The coldness gradually surrounded him, seeping into his bones bit by bit.

Finally, those usually shrewd and calculating eyes gradually became distracted and lost their sparkle.

Like a pair of burnt inorganic glass beads.

No one could have imagined that a man like Xu Damao, who was good at calculation and worked hard to climb up, would swallow his heart so easily on such an ordinary morning in a small alley on the streets of the capital, lonely and painful. Last breath.

Do not look down.

After all, if you want to grab chestnuts from the fire, you must be prepared to be burned; if you dance with wolves, you must be prepared to be eaten by wolves; if you pursue the double-edged sword of power, you must bear the risk of getting your hands cut.

Xu Damao is a smart man and a real villain.

Unfortunately, he took the wrong path.

There are some wrong paths that you cannot take, otherwise you will be punished for the rest of your life if you take them.