After saying that, the man had turned around and left without stopping for much.

Another man stood there quietly, looking at Jiang Fuling, who was beaten to the point of no resistance, was also expressionless.

The beggar boss picked up the knife and stabbed Jiang Fuling in the heart.

"Damn it, if we kill our Lao Jiu, we will ask you to repay Lao Jiu's funeral." The beggar boss cursed angrily.

"Brother, Lao Jiu likes women without flaws. This knife is almost enough. She just breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she would just bury her and Lao Jiu together!" Lao San said.

Everyone then stopped and looked coldly at Jiang Fuling lying there like an old man.

"Please her up, go to the back mountain to find a place to bury them together, and let Lao Jiu deal with this bitch below." said the beggar boss.

Several people responded, and directly carried Jiang Fuling up, carried him away with Lao Jiu, and took him from the ruined temple to the back mountain, dug a hole and buried them.

Jiang Fuling looked at the sky, and the only breath that left her looked up at the sky.

Is she really going to die? If she dies like this, Jiang Mujin will probably be very happy!

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die at all.

She hated everyone, hated those who beat her and wanted to kill her.

However, the last ray of light was buried underground by the last soil and lost all consciousness.

It was not until the beggars left that the men in the dark walked to the burial, looking at the newly raised grave in front of them, so that they could dig up the soil bit by bit.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that this woman had a long life. She still breathed a sigh of relief after all this.

Since the gentleman said that if she had a breath, she would take her back, he would have to do it according to the boss's wishes.

"Take her away!"

The group took Jiang Fuling away directly. As for the tomb, they were not interested in filling it up again. All they wanted was Jiang Fuling. The little beggar was eventually bitten by a wild dog or swallowed by a snake or insect, which had nothing to do with them.

When the beggar boss came back with a piece of wood, he was even more frightened when he saw the dug-out grave.

The grave they just filled out, can it be that woman Jiang Fuling really have such a big life, can she dig the soil and crawl out from it by herself?

If this is the case, then what's the difference between it and seeing a hell?

The beggar boss was so scared that he threw down the wooden board and ran away without even having time to bury it.

It's like a hell.

...

"Sir, I brought Jiang Fuling back!" The man walked to the man. The man stood by the window on the side, holding a cup in his hand, with red wine in it. He just shook the cup gently, and stood there without answering his words.

"Sir, where are you going to arrange her?" the man asked again.

"Not dead?" the other party asked.

"No, there is still a breath left. Being buried by those people can still breathe this breath, it can be considered a miracle!" he said.

The man curled a sneer on his lips and said, "It's a big fate."

"Sir, then?"

"First heal, then send it to Li Jiping and his wife."

Hearing this, the man looked up at the man standing by the window in surprise, and couldn't help but say, "Sir, you are planning..."

"You're talking too much!"

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