My master is invincible

Chapter 175 Yang Coffin (28)

As I stabbed down with the dagger, blood flowed out along the dagger, Liu Kai let out a pain, looked at me with a ferocious face, and sneered: "Boy, don't think that Lang Gao is backing you, I dare not kill you you."

Seeing his expression, I actually had an illusion that this person is not only the Eight Immortals, but also a gangster. He is the kind of person who does not take life seriously. How dare I, a coffin bearer, talk to him Compared to this, only the dagger in my hand gave me a sense of security.

At this time, several people around me took a few steps forward, only three feet away from me, yelling at me to let Liu Kai go.

I tightened the dagger in my hand, trembling and said: "If you come over again, I will stab him in the neck."

"Boy, you only have two options today, either stab me to death or be stabbed to death by me." Liu Kai ignored my threat at all, and glanced at me indifferently, his voice very cold.

"I don't want to make a murder case. If you let Gao Lao go, I will let you go!" Thinking that Gao Lao is still locked in the cowshed, my tone became a bit stiff.

"Hehe!" He sneered and didn't speak, but his action surprised me, he thrust his elbow back towards my chest, I let go, and the dagger fell to the ground.

I was about to bend down to pick up the dagger when he punched me in the back.Immediately afterwards, those people around came over and punched and kicked me. I put my head in my hands, curled up, and kept groaning the same sentence, "Let Gao go, what's the matter with me?" Come."

After fighting for about four or five minutes, Liu Kai yelled, "Get out of the way, let me kill him."

As he said that, he held the dagger in his right hand to check the position of my heart and was about to stab me. At this moment, my mobile phone rang. He froze for a moment, took out the mobile phone from me, his face sank, and said: "Boy, Hurry up and tell that kid Yan Shiqi that you can't handle this funeral."

After he finished speaking, he handed the phone to me, and I glanced at it, it was Yan Shiqi's call, I didn't think too much about it, I connected the phone, and said, "I have something to do in Guizi Village, I will take care of this funeral." If you can’t do it, you can ask Boss Yu to hire someone else.” When it came to the word matter, I was very emphatic.

The other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Chen Baxian, we have signed a contract. If you unilaterally break the contract, according to the contract, you will have to compensate us 30 in damages. You should think about it clearly."

I was about to speak when Liu Kai snatched the phone, hung up the phone, took out the battery, threw the phone to me, smiled, and said: "Forget you are smart, let me let you go for now, after finishing this A funeral, and then I will settle the old and new accounts with you."

"Brothers, throw him into the bullpen and put him in the bullpen with Gao Lao's trash. Let's go to the town to receive the funeral, 100 million! We can earn hundreds of thousands!" Liu Kai shouted at the people around him, smiling brightly .

Afterwards, I was carried by them and thrown into the bullpen. This bullpen is not very big, about seven or eight square meters, and a buffalo is locked inside. Finally, he looked at me in disbelief and said, "Chen Baxian, why were you locked in?"

I looked up at Gao Lao, and saw that he was dirty from head to toe, with unkempt hair, some blood stains on his face, and a pair of arms hanging there limply. It seemed that his style should be broken. I rolled The leader came to Gao Lao and said anxiously: "Gao Lao, what happened to your hand? Did they break your hand?"

He nodded and said, "Leave me alone, why did you come to Guizi Village, and why were you imprisoned in the cowshed? Are you not hurt? The funeral in the town is still waiting for you to preside over the overall situation, you I was imprisoned here, what about the funeral?"

Listening to his words, my face darkened, and I stretched out my hand to hold his arm, feeling very bitter in my heart. Ever since I entered the profession of coffin bearers, Mr. Gao gave me the feeling that he didn't talk much, but it was us The most thoughtful person among the Eight Immortals, he can keep calm no matter what the situation is, he can be regarded as our think tank.

But now, he was actually broken by someone alive. Even in this situation, he still didn't care about his broken arms. Instead, he cared about me and the funeral. This is Mr. Gao, a real farmer, a The Eight Immortals who regard funerals as more important than their own lives.Thinking of this, two lines of tears rolled down my face. Compared to Gao Lao, I looked so cowardly and hopeless.

"Don't worry about the funeral, what's wrong with your hand?" I supported Gao and let him sit on my feet.

"Chen Baxian, what you said is wrong. My hands are nothing. As the Eight Immortals, we depend on the dead for food all our lives. Funerals are the big things." His voice was a little hoarse. Pain.

Seeing his weak appearance, I don't know why, tears flowed out again, I always feel that I was responsible for all this, if I hadn't accepted this funeral, Gao Lao wouldn't be like this, he is old like him For a person, once his arm is broken, it will be difficult to restore it for the rest of his life. Even if it is cured, there will be hidden diseases in his arm, and he will never be able to return to the way it was before. All of this is my fault.

"Why are you crying? Weeping is a woman's business. We are old men. Besides, my arm is broken, but I am not dead. Don't act like a mourner. Find a way to get out as soon as possible." Gao Lao scolded with a smile With a sound, I wanted to reach out to hit me, but found that my arm could not use the force.

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, said nothing more, clenched my fists, and stared fixedly at the gate of the cowshed. The gate was made of seven or eight wooden bars the size of a fist, and a lock frame was made of iron wire on the outside. A large brass lock locked the door.

I stood up and walked over, stretched out my hand and broke the wooden strip, without moving, and then broke the copper lock, and it was the same.

Lao Gao shook his head and said, "Don't waste your energy, this bullpen has imprisoned many Eight Immortals before, those Eight Immortals around Liu Kai, except for the seven or eight people in his village, how many of those Eight Immortals have not been imprisoned by him? So, this bullpen is very strong."

I turned my head and asked, "Those Eight Immortals are locked in the bullpen, and they didn't call the police?"

"Reported. He was arrested for a few days and then released. He used this bullpen to subdue those Eight Immortals. That's why he wanted to monopolize the funerals in our town." Gao Lao said.

"Made." I cursed angrily and kicked the wooden door of the bullpen. The buffalo behind me seemed to be frightened and barked a few times.

I turned my head and glanced at the big buffalo, stunned for a moment, then thought of an idea, walked up to Mr. Gao, helped him to the innermost corner of the bullpen, and said, "I have a way to get out. "

(End of this chapter)