The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 89
As the sun rises, golden light bursts out.

The morning sun shone down on the earth, cloudy and sunny, and it was a bright and bright world.

Along the Longchuan River, a cordon was pulled up.

Nearly a hundred human lives were thrown here, no matter where they were placed, it was still an earth-shattering event.

The melon-eaters, who were happy, poured out of the town one after another, clustered around the wharf where the corpse was wrapped in straw mats, watching the excitement and seeing the strange things, without any fear at all.

Xu Ping didn't show up at all last night, and no one saw him, and now he was also among the crowd, eating the melons he planted.

Outside the cordon of the police station, there were crowds of people, and everyone was not idle, talking a lot.

Seeing the corpse pickers pick up corpses one after another from the river, a big brother next to him had a face full of disbelief: "What's going on?"

Someone nearby said, "Could it be the water ghost?"

Xu Ping enjoyed eating his own melons: "I don't think so, look at the pier on the shore, there are also many corpses, and they are all mutilated. How can a water ghost have such abilities."

"Hey, isn't this shopkeeper Xu from the coffin shop? You also joined in the fun?" The man recognized Xu Ping.

Xu Ping shook his head, and said calmly: "I'm not here to join in the fun, I'm here to count how many coffins we need to prepare in the shop."

When the people next to him heard what he said, they were full of envy: "Master Xu, you've made a fortune."

"What kind of money are you making? This is the dock of Zhao's family. Everyone knows that stingy Zhao, how could he get this money?" Xu Ping huddled among the crowd and pointed out the owner of the dock.

Those who work here probably don't have the spare money to buy coffins. Xu Ping thought about it in his heart and planned to go back later and get a batch of thin-skinned coffins as soon as possible.

When the nearby people heard that it was Boss Zhao's dock, they scolded him one after another.

Regardless of whether it has anything to do with him or not, since he died in this place, it must be his responsibility, and the reason is the same no matter where he is.

Not long after, the body was cleaned out.

With such a rough scan, he found that about 40 workers died, and about [-] people from the White Lotus Sect did not die on the shore, and all of them met the Dragon Lord.

There is no need to prepare for the group of the White Lotus Sect.

If it wasn't for Xu Ping manipulating the paper figurines to circle back and forth, and another one came to capture the thief first and capture the king first, how many workers here would have died.

It was also because he was relatively far away at that time, and the workers who died were basically the first batch to be hacked to death.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and two people walked out of the crowd.

The hulking man in the front, dressed in uniform, was none other than Zhang Tiancheng, the director of the police station.

The captain Awei, who was sweating profusely, hurried up to meet him, neither smiling nor crying, with a look of bad looks on his face.

Boss Zhao, with a goatee and a brocade suit, also accompanied Director Zhang, with a dignified expression and a livid face, not only sweeping across the corpse, as if he was looking for something.

Xu Ping's hearing is relatively good, so he could hear their conversations.

Awei reported tremblingly: "Director, we have figured it out, 22 dock workers died, and 45 people in white clothes and red clothes died..."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to the leader's ear and whispered, "It looks like it should be a demon from the White Lotus Sect."

"White Lotus Sect..." Zhang Tiancheng's fists creaked, and the fire in his heart was about to explode.

After being guarded last night, he also ran to Boss Zhao's ear and started chewing on the root of his ear.

Boss Zhao's expression changed drastically after hearing this.

Zhang Tiancheng stood by and listened attentively. When he heard that the foreigner had died, well, the fire in his heart exploded completely.

It's over, the mayor's seat is gone.

No, I still have a chance, as long as this matter is not exposed, there is still a chance to come back.

He sent Awei to host the scene, and asked with a voice that only two people could hear: "Is the news blocked, no one will tell it?"

The guard replied: "Well, I hid the corpse of the foreigner, and the mouths of those workers were also gagged, but... there must be some benefits."

The unscrupulous boss instantly felt heartbroken: "Damn, I give them food and work, and dare to ask me for money, and I will find a way to get it back later."

The guard hid the disdain in his eyes and nodded.

Their conversations came to Xu Ping's ears clearly. The fists he hid in his sleeves were big and hard.

Suddenly, an old lady pushed away the policeman at the police station, threw herself on the ground and shouted, "My son, my son."

She struggled to crawl to the corpse, but was stopped by the police officer and stood up.

Zhang Tiancheng frowned heavily, and glanced at Boss Zhao: "You hired the worker here, you take her back first, and you handle the aftermath."

Boss Zhao had a bitter expression on his face, so he had no choice but to agree. He didn't know how much it would cost, and his heart ached.

Not long after, people began to dismiss the melon-eating crowd.

Everyone didn't retreat, Director Zhang had an idea when he saw this, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, according to our police station's preliminary judgment, there should be an epidemic among the workers at the dock. Our police station will seal off this place, and then..."

"Plague?"

"Run!"

Before he finished speaking, the crowd who were watching melon-eating crowd scattered and fled in all directions.

Zhang Tiancheng revealed an undetectable smile, you see, these people are so easy to fool.

Just as he was thinking like this, suddenly a corpse was thrown up from the river, rolled a few times on the ground, and appeared in front of everyone.

That corpse was that of a female vampire.

The onlookers were in an uproar again and stopped in their tracks. Someone recognized it at that time, it was the bat demon found outside the town before.

"Who?"

Zhang Tiancheng roared, ran to the bank and stared at the river, but found nothing.

Those who practice Neijiaquan have good eyesight. They can still see clearly within one meter of the river, but they don't even have a hair on them.

Boss Zhao had an idea, and shouted loudly: "The epidemic is brought by this bat demon, everyone, please don't get close."

When everyone heard this, they took a few steps back.

"Wow!"

There were two more sounds of water, and the corpses of two foreigners broke out of the water again, and they were thrown in front of everyone with glistening water.

This time, no one backs down,
Some people think something is wrong inside, why is there still a corpse of a foreigner at the pier, who traveled across the ocean to move bricks for a migrant worker named Zhao?
"Boss Zhao, why are there foreigners on your pier? You have to make it clear. How did so many neighbors die?"

"Yes, Director Zhang, you can't cheat for personal gain, you must investigate and find out."

Someone spoke, and the crowd became agitated again. They all condemned Mr. Zhao, some said he was stingy, and some said he was secretly doing bad things.

Now no one believes in the epidemic.

Boss Zhao was so frightened by the enthusiastic crowd that he backed away, and hurried to Zhang Tiancheng's side, only to feel a little relieved.

"shot!"

Zhang Tiancheng pulled out the Mauser from his waist and fired a gun into the air.

He hadn't acted recklessly enough to order his subordinates to shoot at the crowd, but instead ordered his subordinates to shoot into the river.

Because, he saw a few faces in the river.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Wow!"

After a few gunshots, a figure with bumps and convexities soared into the sky, throwing out a glistening water curtain.

The bullets shot at her body, like a mud cow entering the sea, had no effect at all.

Two clenched fists hit the two people standing on the shore respectively.

As a martial artist, Zhang Tiancheng subconsciously crossed his arms and stood in front of him. The whole set of movements was extremely fast.

He has been practicing Neijiaquan for more than 20 years, and he thinks that this small fist can be easily blocked no matter how strong he is.

But in the next second, he saw his arm approaching his face, and the pain spread all over his body.

The arm was broken at ninety degrees, and the fist fell on his face with undiminished force...

Why, why, I have more than 20 years of skill, but I can't stop such a delicate fist.

Until he was about to die, he couldn't figure out whether those who cultivated immortals and those who practiced martial arts were the same.

As for Boss Zhao, he basically didn't feel any pain, and even just had time to see a good-looking woman appear before he disappeared, quite suddenly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two heads were blasted to pieces, and the two headless corpses were thrown straight into the river.

In the river water, fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs quickly flooded up, and they were divided and eaten.

(End of this chapter)