As he spoke, he pulled off the black beads on Wang Han's neck again.

I found my phone in Wang Han’s pocket, weighed it and threw it away, "What a brutal copycat phone! Don’t even a dog!"

I took out my wallet and shook it. There were only more than 200 yuan in cash and a lot of bank cards, but none of them had a password.

"Damn it!" The little man took out the bank card and a few remittance orders inside and threw it away.

"Diet? It's so fucking unlucky! There's no use of so many bank cards!" the little man cursed.

A man holding a gun from behind said, "A bank card with a copycat machine must have no money! Those cards are not guaranteed, just borrowing from each other."

"Too!"

The little man stood up, pulled out his gun and gestured on Doji and Gesan's heads.

Gesang and his son were so scared that their faces were pale, and Doji cried even more. Gesang begged, "Don't kill my son! Please, just kill me, can you stop killing my son?"

The little man laughed and said, "Close your eyes and it's a hot mind. You are so poor, and it's not interesting to live. Why not die early? Try your luck when you are reincarnated. If you are a rich second generation in your life, you will be robbed by us again.

At that time, you can still use money to buy your lives!”

Behind, on the pickup truck, the back door was open, and a middle-aged man held a knife in his left hand and held a meat in his right hand, skillfully cutting the meat and eating it.

The breeze blew, and several lists were rolling on the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped on the order.

I bent down and picked it up. I picked it up and found that it was a order to remit money to poor mountainous areas.

The middle-aged man walked out of the car and said, "Hey! Return the things to others!"

The little man was stunned for a moment and turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, "Boss, we have not lost much benefit this time. We have finally encountered a few of them, so we can't get some blood back?"

"Give them the things back." said the middle-aged man again.

The little man is still a little reluctant.

"Boss, we..."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and cut the little man's ears directly. He held the little man's head with his big hand and his lips pressed against the little man's bloody ears.

"I said, give them the things back!"

The little man was distorted with pain and didn't dare to refute anymore. He obediently returned the things to Gesang and stuffed Wang Han's things back.

The middle-aged man stuffed several remittance orders into Wang Han's arms.

At Wang Han who had no heartbeat, he smiled and said, "A good person doesn't live long. He has done so many good things. He died at such a young age. I remember to be a bad person in the next life. I was going to spare your life, but if you die, I will let it go.

After them, you will exchange your life for them."

The man stood up and patted Gesan on the shoulder.

Several people got into the car and the car left.

Gesang and Doji and his son lived after the disaster, hugged each other and cried loudly.

After a while, Doji wiped his tears, "Dad, we can live because of Uncle Wang Han. Do you still remember that Uncle Dele said that Uncle Wang Han may be the one who brought disaster, or it may be for us.

The savior who turns bad luck into good fortune now seems to be a good person.”

Gesang focused heavily, "If there were no brothers Wang Han today, we would be dead!"

"Bad, Uncle Wang Han is dead now, what should we do? Do you want to bury him in the sky?"

"Burm the land, he is a Han Chinese and our benefactor."

The father and son didn't understand Feng Shui, so they found a place that looked pretty good. They dug out a pit with stones and carried Wang Han in.

After covering the soil, in order to prevent the animals from digging, a particularly exquisite grave was built with stones.

After everything was completed, the father and son were so tired that they were sweating profusely.

Gesang pulled Doji, "The Han people are gone, and I can't recite the sutras I recite. I will recite a passage of Sutra. Brother Wang, don't be surprised."

Cleared his throat.

Gesang opened his voice and recited scriptures to Wang Han.

I don't know how long it took.

The grave bag suddenly moved.

Doji shivered in shock.

"Babe! The grave is moving!"

Gesan opened his eyes, "You kid, what are you talking nonsense!"

Doji stood up and pointed at the grave, "Babe, I really read that right, the grave really moved just now!"

When Gesang raised his hand and was about to hit his son.

The grave is agitated.

Gesan was so scared that a man of 1.9 meters tall that he bounced straight from the ground.

He protected his son behind him and picked up a stone from the ground and looked at the grave nervously.

The grave is stirred.

With a clamor.

The stone tombs built up are scattered all over the ground.

A hand emerged from the soil.

Grab the air.

The soil surface cracked.

Wang Han sat up from it.

He patted the soil on his body and spit out the soil in his mouth.

Gesang and his son were frightened and hugged each other, then stepped back.

Wang Han sucked his cheeks and secreted saliva and spit out the soil in his mouth.

Turning his head to look at the panicked Gesang and his son.
Chapter completed!