The middle-aged man sneered, "Dean, don’t be proud of you. I seemed to have told you just now that I was a **** when I was young, and we **** are different from those of you who were studying in the right school in your young age. , We don’t reason, we don’t play cards according to common sense, and we’re never afraid of things. Whoever doesn’t listen to me, I’ll beat him. Everything is resolved with fists. So, Dean, you’d better cooperate a little. Save the skin and the flesh."

The dean was strangled and had to cough desperately, "You bastard, if you strangle me to death, you won't be better. You will be caught by the police and you will be sentenced to death."

"President, don't worry, my purpose of strangling you is to make you tell the truth. I have a sense of measure and will not strangle you. You will have to go to jail to strangle you. No need."

"What do you want to know?"

"I know everything about Xiaoli. I heard you two chatting. I was very curious about her and wanted to know everything about her."

"You are crazy, why do you have to know about her?"

"Just say you can't tell me?"

Regardless of the stench, the middle-aged man approached the dean’s face again and said fiercely, “Master, you are really a pervert. You run around with such a smelly thing, don’t you feel sick?” After that, The hand he grasped the dean’s neck suddenly squeezed, and the dean screamed in pain. He didn’t hold the towel-wrapped object hidden behind his back. He heard a muffled sound and the object fell to the ground. The towel fell off and the half pulled his head and rolled out immediately.

The dean heard the noise and realized that he had nothing on his hands, so he struggled to get rid of the control of the middle-aged man, anxiously, "Xiaoli, are you okay?"

He rolled his head grunting for a long time before he reached the root of the wall and stopped.

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard what the dean said, but he still didn't see a half figure. At this time, he was shocked to find that the dean hurriedly ran to the wall of a nearby house, squatted down, faced the root of the wall, and muttered, "Xiaoli, are you okay?"

At this time, the sky was still dark, the morning breeze started, and the darkness before dawn had not faded away. The alley was still quiet and no one was visible. Watching the dean squat down and talk to the root of the wall, this scene is indeed a bit strange. The light in the hutong is so dim that it is difficult to see who the dean is talking to. In fact, who is used here is not appropriate. The wall is like nothing at all. For middle-aged men, there is only the courtyard. The part blocked by the long body is the blind spot of his vision. The dean's body is not tall, and the part that can be blocked is very limited. Now, the dean called Xiaoli to the root of the wall, making him even more suspicious. Isn't Xiaoli only the size of a rabbit? But, it's not right. He obviously heard Xiaoli's voice as an adult woman's voice. A normal adult woman can never be blocked by the dean at all.

The middle-aged man felt a little scared, and looked around, but there was still no one around, so he mustered up the courage and walked behind the dean. He planned to walk over and find out. However, before taking two steps, he immediately stepped on a soft thing.

The middle-aged man looked down and found that the thing he was stepping on was actually the blood-stained towel. He loosened his foot tremblingly, bent over to pick up the towel, and looked at it carefully. The towel is nothing special, just an ordinary towel. , But there is a large smear of blood on the towel. The whole towel exudes a strong smell of blood, and you can smell the unique sweet smell of blood without holding the towel under your nose.

After confirming that the red mark on the towel was blood stains, the middle-aged man couldn't help but chuckle. What do you say? The towel is opened, where is the ball that was previously wrapped in the towel? Is it possible that the ball is the Xiaoli the dean said? But how could an adult woman be a ball the size of a watermelon? Could it be that the dean was chatting with the ball in his arms for a long time?

The middle-aged man pondered this, as if he had opened a Rubik's Cube, and questions appeared one after another. And these questions are more difficult to explain. At this time, the middle-aged man looked at the dean squatting on the wall with his back facing him, and felt a little hesitant. This emotion tormented him madly, he swayed between the two, a little hesitant. In the end, curiosity prevailed, and he decided to move on and uncover all the secrets of the Dean and Xiaoli. In fact, after human curiosity reaches a certain level, nothing can stop it from fear. Otherwise, there would be no curiosity to kill the cat.

When the middle-aged man walked behind the dean, he could see clearly what was lying on the wall. It was indeed a spherical object. In fact, strictly speaking, it was not a complete spherical shape, because the upper part of the spherical object seemed to have been bitten off by some cruel beast, and only the lower part remained. That's right, it is a human head that is only half pulled, and only the lower part of the head is left. Although the head is incomplete and only one eye is left, it can still be seen that this half-drawn head was a beautiful woman before his life.

At this time, the only remaining one-eyed turned around. From the look in her eyes, she seemed to be in pain, with her mouth wide open and her lips constantly squirming, as if she wanted to speak.

Seeing such a situation, the middle-aged man was so scared that he almost yelled out. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and was so scared that he didn't dare to say it, but his eyes were fixed on the half-pull head, and he could no longer look away from that one. The horrible face moved away.

"Xiaoli, how are you? Did the fall hurt you just now? I blamed my uncle for not being good. I just let go of my uncle's suffocation just now, otherwise my uncle would never let go No matter what, I blame my uncle for being bad. Xiaoli, you speak, please."

The one-eye on the half-pulled head turned again for a long time, and suddenly locked on the middle-aged man who was stunned behind the dean, and then suddenly an angry light burst from the previously painful eye.

"Uncle, don't blame you, all blame him, it was this nosy fellow who caught your neck that made you let go. Now, I want to teach him a lesson."

He half-pulled his head and finished speaking viciously, leaped to the ground, and stood up with his neck and feet. Then, glaring at the middle-aged man, he creaked on the ground with his neck. Of course, the direction of movement is to run towards the middle-aged man.

"It's all because of you that made me fall like this. I want you to settle the bill, you bastard! You must know everything about me, right?"