Huang Renfa held the little yellow croaker in his hands and raised it high.

The sack ghost pulled out a shining knife from the dagger in his hand, inserted it into his waist again, squatted down, and took the little yellow croaker in Huang Renfa's reluctant eyes.

Pat. Pat. Pat.

The two little yellow croakers made a crisp sound in the hands of the sack ghost. Huang Renfa couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Those were his little yellow croakers.

However, Huang Ren found out clearly that if you are reluctant to give up your children, you will not be able to trap a wolf, and if you are reluctant to part with your wife, you will not be able to trap a gangster.

As long as we can save our lives, there will be more small yellow croakers in the future.

Huang Renfa took two deep breaths, licked his face and said with a smile: "Uncle Sack, since there is nothing else, I will get out of here first, so as not to hinder your eyes here."

Huang Renfa struggled to stand up, turned around and ran outside.

A cold voice came from behind: "Stop!"

Huang Renfa stopped and turned around stiffly, as if a restraining spell had been cast on him.

"Uncle...do you have anything else to do?"

"If something happens, it's still a big deal!"

The sack ghost tossed the heavy small yellow croaker back and forth. Although it was covered by the sack and his face could not be seen clearly, Huang Renfa could still feel that the face in the sack must be covered with frost.

He couldn't help but shiver, bent over and smiled: "Uncle, if you have something to do, just give it directly. I will definitely not refuse."

"save you."

"ah?"

"I want to save you!" As the Sack Ghost spoke, he had already walked up to Huang Renfa, grabbed his collar and said, "Your name is Huang Renfa, right?"

Hearing that the other party knew his name, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, and Huang Renfa couldn't help but shiver.

"Yes, my name is Huang Rencai, and yes, I am the leader's secretary."

"No, your name is Huang Renfa, and you are a member of the Bama Commune on the outskirts of the city."

Hearing this, Huang Renfa was frightened out of his wits, and his pupils were filled with an eight-magnitude earthquake.

The sack ghost ignored him and continued to speak calmly: "Your home is under the crooked neck tree in the west of Bama Village. There is only a thatched house with holes. Your mother died in childbirth when she was giving birth to you. Your father

You got tuberculosis when you were five years old, and you died when you were eight years old."

"You grew up eating hundreds of meals. When you grew up, you often stole chickens and ducks from the commune..."

At this point, the sack ghost tilted his head, as if thinking about something. After a long time, he continued: "You also like to steal the underpants of the widow Zhou next door. Once you were caught by the widow Zhou, you had to pay her half a panty.

Rooster, by the way, you stole that rooster from the house of a man named Wang in the next village."

"After Widow Zhou got half the rooster, she no longer held you responsible. Instead, she invited you to her home to enjoy the half rooster together."

"That night, you and Widow Zhou drank two kilograms of sweet potato roast together. When you woke up in the morning, you were lying in Widow Zhou's arms."

"That was the first time you had sex with a woman. From then on, you became obsessed with Widow Zhou and began to attack and steal things everywhere to satisfy Widow Zhou's needs."

"Until one day, you picked up a black handbag."

Upon hearing this, Huang Renfa began to tremble all over, and a stream of heat flowed down his trouser legs.

"Stop talking, uncle, you are my uncle, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to do such a thing again."

"It's like you farted, just let me go. I promise you will be honest in the future."

Just kidding, Huang Renfa himself has forgotten some things, but the sack in front of him can tell them.

This is enough to show that this person has long been eyeing him.

Huang Renfa is not a fool. He knows exactly what will happen if he is caught pretending to be a secretary.

Even if he doesn't pick up the sack in front of him, as long as he writes a letter and sends it, his life will be over.

After thinking about this, Huang Renfa gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Sack, I, I am willing to give you all the things I cheated, I just ask you to let me go. I will leave the capital immediately and never come back.

"

"Haha, look, you have misunderstood again." As the Sack Ghost spoke, he put the little yellow croaker into his pocket, reached out and pinched Huang Renfa's cheek, and patted it twice.

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Huang Ren was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was discovered by Xu Damao, and quickly said: "I am blind, I deserve to die, I will never dare to do it again..."

"Look, you misunderstood again." The sack ghost patted Huang Renfa's face, with a hint of smile in his tone: "Xu Damao, you continue to follow him, that man also has several boxes of small yellow croakers and several

A box of antiques, as long as you get all those things over, I will let you go."

"ah....."

The night in the capital was quiet, and Huang Renfa was walking on the street in a daze.

He never expected that that person would let him continue to deceive Xu Damao.

Of course, he agreed immediately.

There was no other way, someone put a knife on his neck, and he had to lower his head.

Besides, this kind of thing is already his specialty.

"I don't know how that damn Xu Damao offended these people. These people want to kill him."

"I have been implicated by Xu Damao this time..."

....

In the dim corner, two points flickered on and off.

Liu Changyi was smoking a cigarette, looking at Huang Renfa's back, and said with some confusion: "Hong Chang, why do you have to get those things in Xu Damao's hands?"

He knew Wang Weidong and knew that these small yellow croakers must be a huge fortune to ordinary people, but they were nothing to Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong chuckled: "Xu Damao can't keep these ill-gotten gains by himself. Rather than having them taken away by others, it's better to leave them to me."

As he said this, Wang Weidong had already made up his mind to find a suitable opportunity to donate these small yellow croakers and antiques anonymously.

The things in Xu Damao's family were all brought by Lou Xiao'e from the Lou family, and all the things in the Lou family were obtained by plundering people's wealth and wealth before liberation.

Especially those antiques, once they are lost overseas, it will cost a huge price to bring them back.

Without even seeing a faucet, do people dare to ask us for hundreds of millions of dollars?
Chapter completed!