Chapter 1625 How dirty

Mu Zhengyang, who strangled people to death, was frightened for a moment, but when he thought of the various things he had suffered, his fear disappeared in an instant, and even made him look cold and drag the person to the toilet cubicle, and then put the man in the toilet. His head was stuck in the dirty toilet.

The current water resources are very limited. Although there are people who can provide water on a regular basis, the city of J is so big, and there is not much distributed. In addition, the rivers are gradually drying up, and the water storage capacity of the water plants is also decreasing day by day. I flush the toilet every few days, but I can imagine how dirty it is.

   After doing all this, Mu Zhengyang stared at the man's back for a while, then rushed out with a terrified face to find the supervisor, and told him that there was a dead person in the toilet.

   The supervisor took someone to the toilet to check, and Mu Zhengyang saw the person who had just had a relationship with that person in the crowd, looked at him with murderous intent in his eyes, and warned him to keep his mouth shut.

   This man is a timid man. He was so stunned by Mu Zhengyang that he buried his head and walked away to work, looking like he didn't want to join in if he was killed.

In low-level areas, except for dirty accidents, death is the most common, so the supervisor just pierced the man's head with a steel fork to prevent him from turning into a dead body, and then arranged for someone to throw him outside J City for a special purpose. to dispose of dead bodies.

   "What are you looking at! Don't hurry up to work! Don't **** eat it, right!"

   The overseer roared. Except for the few people who were arranged to dispose of the corpse, everyone else scattered and returned to their respective workbenches to continue their work.

   I don't know if someone died in the factory, so the supervisor found out in conscience. He asked Mu Zhengyang not to clean the toilet today, and asked him to go back to rest first.

   Mu Zhengyang didn't expect this, and was a little puzzled, but when he finished work in the afternoon, he dragged his exhausted body back to the temporary residence - a coffin room with a smell similar to the place where he worked.

The coffin room was so small that two adult men had to turn their bodies slightly when they passed between the furniture. He looked at Qiu Ziran who was sleeping on the bed, and suddenly kicked her out of anger. , Kick people up!

"what!"

   Qiu Ziran, who was not sleeping peacefully, was taken aback and was about to scold her when she saw that it was her husband, her brows furrowed, and before she could say what she complained about, she was frightened by the blood on his body!

   quickly stood up, let him sit on the bed, checked his wound, and asked, "What's wrong? What happened to you?"

   "Why are you asking so much nonsense? Didn't you get a small half bucket of water yesterday? I don't know how to clean the wound for me?"

   "Then how can there be enough water? I think the skin is broken, and it will be fine in a few days."

   Qiu Ziran was a little reluctant to give up the hard-earned water, and he didn't even drink enough. Where would he have anything to wash his wounds.

   "The water I got for a day's work, I can use it however I want, why don't you bring it to me?!"

   "No! If you use it now, what if you don't drink it later? Don't you mean to make people die of thirst?"

   "There is water in the toilet where you work, you can go there and drink it."

   "There?! Are you crazy? How dirty it is! Isn't it disgusting for you!"

Qiu Ziran's disgusting attitude directly angered Mu Zhengyang, who had drank toilet water, he stood up and slapped her, slapped the corner of her mouth with blood, then grabbed her hair and pulled her back, "All When the **** is he still being hypocritical with Lao Tzu!"

   (end of this chapter)