C19 This Is Really Bad Luck

It was so dark all around. Shen Chengcheng felt that the darkness was like a liquid that completely covered her. She wanted to shout but her throat could not make a sound. She wanted to push this dream away but her hands and feet could not move.

Her breathing gradually became difficult. Vaguely, Shen Chengcheng felt that she was about to die. Was it over just like that? The strong feeling of suffocation snatched away the other senses, as if she was falling into that abyss...

"Sister Shen, what's wrong with you! Quickly wake up, nurse! Nurse, quickly come over! The patient is about to die!"

Shen Chengcheng weakly opened her eyes and saw the panicky Ryoko, then fell into a coma.

...

Changjiang Market was a wholesale market in the north of Liangzhou City and Fu Xing Street was far away from the bus station. A group of people were currently gathered on the street.

There were old and young people, young ones were in their teens, and old ones were even in their sixties or sixties. They brought their own tools with them. In front of them were all kinds of signboards. Some of them were "connecting to the sewers," and some were "moving goods."

This group of people was the lowest level of the city. They were here every day, waiting for the employers to come up and pick them, just to feed their families.

And among this group of people, there was an old man in his sixties, holding a necklace in his hand as he looked at it.

"Old Sun, why aren't you going to the construction site in the western part of the city? Didn't you hear that you get two to three hundred a day?" A middle-aged man in his forties beside the old man asked jokingly. Actually, he was probably only in his thirties.

However, people who did physical labor were usually more prone to aging than those who lived a comfortable life in the city. In their eyes, the young ladies who looked to be in their twenties or thirties might have already passed the age of forty or fifty.

"Hey, don't mention it. I'm really unlucky." The old man hurriedly put the necklace into his pocket and said, "Weren't we demolishing the old building a few days ago? Who would have thought that the heavy wall would have just been blown up? Half of the cement pillar rolled out. Let's go over and take a look. This is incredible. There was actually a human hand inside the pillar! "

"Don't you think it's terrifying? Someone immediately called the police at that time. The foreman didn't even have time to control it. The police will be here soon, and they will immediately lock down the scene." The old man coughed dryly. "That's not it. We haven't even gotten the salary, so we stopped working."

"So it's about this, I say. "The middle-aged man smiled honestly and said, "I heard that some of the young interns were so scared that they wet their pants. Oh right, what happened after that? "

"I didn't know about it after that. I haven't heard about it in the news these few days. It's really strange." The old man glanced at his mouth and said in confusion.

"Do you think the government will suppress this matter? Then it seems that the identity of the person who died is not simple. Don't you think so? " The middle-aged man lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious.

"Come on, what about the government? It's just a corpse, isn't it? Maybe it's because of those young people who ride motorcycles on the streets every day, that bunch of raw melons, the middle-aged man said. They can do anything for a woman. "

The old man wiped the sweat off his face. The thunderstorm stopped after a few days, followed by several days of sunny weather. It was clearly the beginning of autumn, but it was as hot as summer.

Although Old Sun said that, his gaze turned imperceptibly. He put his hand into his pocket and gripped the necklace in his pocket.

What he didn't know was that just as he took out the necklace and looked at it, on the other side of the street, a strange man's hawk-like sharp eyes locked onto him. It made people shiver in the twenty-degree sun.

"You two, and you. Come, there's work to do here."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a fierce-looking face walked over from the opposite side of the street. He pointed at a few well-built middle-aged men and said.

"Boss, boss, do you still need people? Count me in. I can pay less. "When Old Sun saw that there was work to be done, he quickly followed the well-built men and shouted, Boss! Boss!

The plump middle-aged man turned his head when he heard the voice, and his eyebrows were knitted together. He squinted his eyes and looked at Old Sun as he asked, "Y-Gramps, are you okay?"

" Why can't I? I don't have anything else, but I have strength. " Old Sun smiled as he raised his thick arm, "You're quite old, but can you still eat?"