Chapter 440 Death Knell
For a long while, there was no movement in the room.
Xu Laoer breathed a sigh of relief.
The sound was coming from downstairs through the door, and the people sleeping upstairs couldn't hear it at all. He was too cautious.
He stretched his neck to look down into the dark, but could see nothing. Xu Laoer's eyes flashed with an extremely vicious light.
Knowing that Xu Fubao was so stupid, he still brought him here, just in case the police really found out about them, Xu Fubao would be his scapegoat!
What he told Xu Fubao before, that there was a witness named the village chief, was true, but what he told Xu Fubao that the wife of the former village chief was not at home was false!
He paid for the former village chief to buy some good wine and food, and during dinner he pretended to be drunk.
The former village chief and his wife placed him in the room of their youngest son who was working away from home.
He locked the door, jumped out of the window, and found Xu Fubao. The two rode a bicycle to the town.
Xu Fubao is such an idiot, he believes whatever I say!
He didn't even think about it. How could an old fox like the former village chief help to give false testimony in a murder case? !
Ignoring the stupid Xu Fubao who was looking for death downstairs, Xu Laoer tiptoed to the door, gently turned the doorknob, and quietly opened a crack.
The moonlight from outside the window poured in. With the faint moonlight, I could barely see everything in the room. The room was filled with things, and even the bed was empty, with no one sleeping.
In the next room!
Xu Laoer quickly left the room and came to the door of the next room. He put his hand on the door handle again and twisted it gently.
Damn it! This door is locked!
There were footsteps coming up the stairs behind him, but Xu Laoer ignored them and took out a steel wire from his pocket. The corridor was too dark, so he could only grope for the keyhole, and it took him several attempts to get it in and fiddle with it.
The footsteps stopped behind him.
At first Xu Laoer didn't care, until a gust of evil wind blew from somewhere and he smelled the fragrance of the person behind him, which was the smell of soap.
Xu Fubao stinks all day long, how could he have a fragrance?
Not knowing what he was thinking about, Xu Laoer suddenly broke out in a sweat and was terrified. He slowly turned his neck backward stiffly, and felt a sharp pain in his head. Then he was kicked down the stairs and rolled down.
With a click, the whole store became bright as day.
The girl walked down the stairs one step at a time, the axe in her hand dragging on the ground. Every time she stepped down a step, there was a 'dong' sound, as if the god of death had rung a death knell.
Xu Laoer fell to the floor at the bottom of the stairs. The axe hit his head, leaving a horrible wound that kept bleeding.
He looked at the girl on the steps with horror as she approached with an axe, like a demon crawling out of hell.
At this moment, how could he have any dirty thoughts? All he had left was the huge fear caused by the shadow of death.
"Ah!" Xu Laoer screamed. The desire to survive made him temporarily forget the severe pain in his head. He got up and staggered towards the gate.
When we arrived at the front store, we found Xu Fubao lying under the counter, motionless, and we didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
He had no time to take care of his nephew and his own life had to be saved, but as Xu Laoer was running, his steps suddenly slowed down.
The door that should have been open was closed by someone at some point!
A huge despair struck his heart, and Xu Laoer screamed, "Help! Help!" and staggered over to try to open the door.
But as soon as his hand touched the door, a strong wind blew from behind his head, and he subconsciously ducked to avoid it.
Bang!
The axe grazed Xu Laoer's scalp and hit the gate!
"I'll fight you!" Seeing there was no hope of escape, Xu Laoer rushed forward with a fierce look in his eyes and tried to snatch the axe.
"Ah!" The axe hit the arm that Xu Laoer stretched out, and the pain made him retract his hand subconsciously. The blood from his head flowed down, blurring his vision. The next second, the world spun around, and he fell to the ground.