Seeing the naked Manager Gou fall heavily to the ground, Zhao Haimei covered her eyes in shock.

The moment Manager Gou fell to the ground with his fat body, there was a loud bang, like a wall collapsing.

"Qingsong, hurry... drag him out and take him to your home."

At this moment, Liu Qingsong was so frightened that his face turned pale. He had just hit the hammer too hard. He had intended to hit Manager Gou on the head, but because he was too nervous, his hand shook and hit his neck instead.

He couldn't even imagine that if that blow hit Manager Gou on the head, his brain would probably splatter out.

"Ah! He...he moved!"

Manager Gou, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud, suddenly began to twitch rapidly in his limbs, scaring Zhao Haimei who was standing beside him so much that she screamed and rushed into Liu Qingsong's arms and hugged him tightly.

Zhao Haimei was shaking all over, with a look of panic on her face, and even her voice was trembling:

"Qingsong...Manager Gou...is still alive...quickly...find a way to kill him!"

Liu Qingsong's hand holding the hammer was shaking. He watched Manager Gou twitching on the ground, looking at a loss...

"Hurry up! Qingsong... hurry up and kill him!"

Zhao Haimei urged in horror.

Liu Qingsong threw down the hammer and suddenly rushed into the bedroom.

"Liu Qingsong, where are you going?"

A few seconds later, Liu Qingsong came out of the bedroom with a pillow in his arms, and said in panic, "I really can't do it, I'll smother him with the pillow!"

"Then hurry up! What are you still standing there for?"

Zhao Haimei ordered in a hoarse voice.

Liu Qingsong hesitated, turned his head to look at Zhao Haimei in panic, and said in a panic:

"Hai Mei, I'm scared. How about... let's send him to the hospital? He's not dead yet... maybe he can be saved..."

"Liu Qingsong, are you crazy? He must die today. There is no other choice. If he doesn't die, both of us will go to jail. Do you understand? Hurry, do it!"

Liu Qingsong stepped forward tremblingly, and behind him came Zhao Haimei's shout, "Qingsong, hurry up, quickly, smother him with a pillow!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Liu Qingsong gritted his teeth and pressed the pillow in his arms hard against Manager Gou's face...

The soft pillow pressed Manager Gou's face tightly. Liu Qingsong felt that all his strength was put into his arms, and the force was getting stronger and stronger. He could clearly feel Manager Gou's head struggling hard under the pillow, but soon he lost his response...

Liu Qingsong held the pillow tightly and did not dare to let go. After seven or eight minutes, he finally picked up the pillow.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely.

As soon as I lowered my head, I met Manager Gou's wide eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes that were still open, with no light in them, but they stared at him intently, making his back feel cold.

Liu Qingsong was so nervous that he could not speak coherently, "Hai Mei, I killed Manager Gou... I..."

Zhao Haimei ran into the bedroom, quickly took a sheet to cover Manager Gou's body, pulled the pale-faced Liu Qingsong to sit on the sofa, used a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and consoled him intimately:

"Qingsong, it's okay. Manager Gou deserved to die. You don't have to blame yourself."

Liu Qingsong had not yet recovered from his panic. When he thought of Manager Gou's wide-open eyes, the hairs on his body stood up.

"Hai Mei, I'm so scared... How about... let's go to... the police station and turn ourselves in!"

When these words came out, Zhao Haimei was shocked!

She slapped Liu Qingsong in the face and shouted:

"Liu Qingsong, are you crazy? You coward! Wake up! If you call the police, we will all die!"

Liu Qingsong covered his face, at a loss, "Then...what should we do?"

After all, Zhao Haimei had been through many ups and downs. At this moment, she was obviously much calmer than Liu Qingsong. She immediately made arrangements for Liu Qingsong:

"Just follow the plan I told you before. Drag his body to your house, chop it up and put it in the suitcase, then drive to the back hill where we had planned to bury it."

When Liu Qingsong heard that the body was to be dismembered, he immediately became timid. He asked weakly, "Is it not possible to dismember the body?"

Zhao Haimei said decisively, "No, you must do as I say!"

Liu Qingsong's eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, but he didn't know what to do.

He had killed pigs and cows before, but he was afraid of having to dismember a human being...

He was always cursing and threatening to kill Mr. Wu. Only when he actually killed Manager Gou with his own hands did he realize how terrified he was inside, and even his legs were shaking.

Zhao Haimei kept on giving instructions and making arrangements, "Qingsong, you killed Manager Gou, so what's there to be afraid of if you cut his body into pieces? You should know that cutting his body into pieces is the safest way. Otherwise, if you want to take such a big guy downstairs, there will be many people around and he will be easily exposed.

You cut him into pieces, put them in a plastic bag, and drove to bury him. Who could have imagined that he would disappear from this world without anyone noticing? "

At this time, Liu Qingsong was so frightened and nervous that he was at a loss.

Zhao Haimei glanced at her watch and urged anxiously, "Qingsong, you're right to listen to me. Time is running out. Hurry, drag him home."

Zhao Haimei opened the door, looked around the corridor vigilantly, and immediately opened the door opposite and waved to Liu Qingsong, "Qingsong, hurry up, drag him in."

Just like that, under Zhao Haimei's command, Liu Qingsong dragged the manager's body like a slaughtered pig into the opposite room.

Zhao Haimei gave some careful instructions and then immediately returned home, using the excuse of being afraid.

Hearing the door opposite slam shut, she covered her chest and let out a long sigh.

She went into the bedroom, removed the camera hidden in a concealed place and hid it.

Then he took out a bottle of iced mineral water from the refrigerator and drank it in one gulp. Only then did he feel a lot calmer.

She sat on the sofa, imagining that in the opposite room, Liu Qingsong was holding a sharp axe and chopping at Manager Gou again and again, cutting him into pieces. She couldn't help but tremble with fear...

About an hour later, Liu Qingsong knocked on the door.

"coming……"

Zhao Haimei trotted to open the door, and the moment she opened it she was shocked.

Liu Qingsong's face was as white as a sheet of paper, covered in sweat, and his snow-white shirt was stained with blood...

Zhao Haimei pulled Liu Qingsong into the room and asked, "Is it done?"

Liu Qingsong was still in shock, and he gasped and said, "Okay."

"It's so scary. You're covered in blood. Quick, take off all your clothes, take a shower, and put on new clothes."

Liu Qingsong went to take a shower and Zhao Haimei ran to clean up the scene.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Haimei came back after cleaning up the scene. Liu Qingsong was sitting on the sofa, smoking. He had smoked half a pack of cigarettes in a short while, and the room was filled with smoke.

"Are we going to bury him in the back hill now?"

Zhao Haimei thought about it and suddenly changed her mind, "There are still people in the community now, let's wait and set off at two o'clock in the morning."

While waiting, Zhao Haimei kept doing ideological work for Liu Qingsong, and by the time of departure, Liu Qingsong's emotions gradually calmed down.

At two o'clock in the morning, Liu Qingsong dragged an extra-large suitcase downstairs, followed by Zhao Haimei who also looked nervous.

After placing the suitcase, the car started slowly and soon disappeared into the night...