Chapter 457 What’s going on in your mind?

Zhang Xingwang had just calmed down for a while, but when he saw the two people immediately starting to fight regardless of the occasion, he suggested without hesitation to go and check on the group of people first, and then he got up and left first.

Bai Xiaoya followed closely behind, and with a look of reluctance, she handed the pistol to Zhang Xingwang for self-defense, and then eagerly offered to help carry the sack, saying it was to avoid affecting her brother's performance. She also suggested climbing a nearby tree to observe first before getting closer.

After the three men cautiously approached the battlefield, they found that the four people on the opposite side had fallen not far from each other. They were motionless and were probably dead, and it was obvious that they had struggled after being shot.

The blood dyed a large area of ​​land red. One of them probably ran a few steps, leaving a trail of blood that was more than ten meters long. Now he was sleeping uneasily against a tree.

Bai Xiaoya took a quick look and made sure that everyone was lying flat, so she didn't move forward. Only the female hunter observed them nonchalantly, and then pretended to talk about the places where they were shot and the signs of struggle. Seeing that Zhang Xingwang didn't respond, she changed the subject and tentatively asked if she could share some of their clothes.

Seeing Zhang Xingwang shaking his head frantically, he started to peel off his clothes without any care, saying that the blood stains could not be washed off if he was too late. He was not affected by the miserable condition of the men at all, but his technique was clumsy, and not only did his hands get covered in blood, but he also stained his clothes red.

After smoking half a cigarette, the strong smell of blood filled Zhang Xingwang's nose. He didn't feel guilty, but instead felt guilty looking at the miserable naked bodies of the men. He inexplicably recalled all the horror stories he had read. It was the first time he discovered that his memory was so good. He tried hard to put aside all distracting thoughts, returned the gun to Bai Xiaoya, and asked her to keep watch on the surroundings.

Then he took out a shovel from the sack, and while the two were busy, he started digging on the spot. He used the space cheat while digging, and soon he dug out a big hole. Then he silently lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The female hunter had finished her work by now. She put a few pieces of clothes and shoes aside, and also packed out the gun and a bunch of odds and ends.

She was obviously relieved when she saw Zhang Xingwang coming over. Seeing her rubbing the blood off her hands with mud, she was probably scared after the excitement. After all, she probably didn't have the skill to bury someone.

Zhang Xingwang waved his hand to signal her to leave first, then he was cautious and endured the discomfort in the space to collect the body and buried it in another hidden place. After dealing with it, he recalled it carefully and felt that there was nothing left to finish before he reunited with the two of them.

The female hunter was still staring at the pile of trophies, which contained a lot of banknotes and food, which, like the clothes, were all stained with blood. There were also a lot of weapons, including three pistols, a rifle, several packs of bullets, a shiny dagger and a kettle.

These things also show that this group of people are indeed not good people. Their guns are loaded and they are obviously here to kill people. Looking at these blood-stained things, Zhang Xingwang felt a little uncomfortable.

Then he said that he didn't want anything anymore. Bai Xiaoya looked at Zhang Xingwang suspiciously, then turned to look at the smiling female hunter with hatred, reached out and took back a pistol, and said righteously that she would have a share of the spoils.

Then Zhang Xingwang said goodbye to the female hunter, agreed to meet at the end of the village in the evening, and then hurried back to the village.

The female hunter looked at the spoils on the ground with a confused look on her face, and began to pack them up swiftly, forgetting all the fear of bloodstains. After throwing the bag on her back, she disappeared into the woods in a few seconds.

"Brother, you are so hidden. What did you do before? Fortunately, I am your wife. It would be terrible if I met someone like you in the woods.

Is this woman reliable? Do you trust her so much? "

Looking at the short-legged wife with a frightened face, she must be experiencing this kind of thing for the first time, just like himself. He thought about making jokes to stop her from thinking too much. Although this woman is broad-minded, it is useless when encountering this kind of thing.

She witnessed the disappearance of four lives, and the murderer was right in front of her. Although he was her man, anyone who encountered this would be nervous. Being on guard secretly was a basic operation, and not running away was considered a strong mental state.

"What you said makes sense. It's our fault that we ran into this group of people. You have to keep this a secret, otherwise we will be in trouble. I know her family very well, and I even know where her home is. There won't be any problem. Besides, with their speed, we can't catch up even if we want to."

Bai Xiaoya was getting more and more scared the more she thought about it, and replied seriously:

"If you think it's okay as long as you don't ask any questions, don't worry about me. I am the most loyal sister. I know everything about this matter. Neither of us can say anything. We must speak with one voice. No matter who asks, we must deny it. In a few days, I guess even we will forget about it. When I was a child, there were bandits in the mountains. They would come down the mountain to rob things. They were much more powerful than this."

The smile Zhang Xingwang had just forced out froze. This woman really never played by the rules. It seemed that she was not someone who hadn't thought much, but someone who had thought more than him.

"Why don't you say anything? I've married you and you're still hiding things from me. You're treating me like an outsider. Anyway, I know you have a secret, brother. It's okay if you don't want to tell me what you did before. I'm easy to please. Just let me take a look at the sack and I won't ask."

Bai Xiaoya's expression at this moment is three parts worry and seven parts grievance, coupled with her sad eyes and picturesque face, she looks beautiful, cute and miserable. She basically got into the role after a burst of acting skills.

Fortunately, she is good-looking. If Yan Jiecheng's wife did the same thing, it would definitely be the result of the ugly person's misfortune. So Zhang Xingwang couldn't stand it and reluctantly handed the sack to her to let her study it herself. Anyway, he carried the sack just to find an excuse to take something. Bai Xiaoya took it and ran away with it on her back. It seemed that she had been thinking about it for a long time.

"Brother, you are a good man in every way. I used to think you were just scheming, but I never expected that you would climb a tree with a half-sack of grapes on your back and put a gun and a shovel in it. What on earth was going on in your mind?

If I had thought about it more, I would have thought you were going to bury me while eating grapes. Sister, you know my personality, and I can't change it. If there's anything you don't like, just be patient. At most, we can part ways amicably and still be good friends in the future. Don't think about those unnecessary things."

"Obviously, the grapes are for you to eat on the road. As for the gun, anyone with a brain knows it's for self-defense. You can also understand it as protecting you."

"And the shovel?"

"It's obvious that I got the wrong one!"

"I wish I was mentally ill. Anyway, I'll just put up with it this time. Can we talk it over next time? I think we should have a baby quickly. You still have some concerns..."

Zhang Xingwang felt that this woman was too caring and attentive. Why was his good wife becoming more and more talkative? He had no choice but to shut up. However, after such a chat, the mood of the first kill was gone. His mind was full of how to make his wife a little more cool, otherwise, her 90-point appearance would be below the passing line as soon as she opened her mouth.