Chapter 22 Monster, you still say you didn’t eat people? The shrill screams continued for more than ten minutes before slowly the same time, the antique Nokia in Feng Baobao's pocket rang. Feng Baobao took out his phone and pressed the answer button. Jiang Lan's voice was hoarse in the receiver, and there was a hint of madness in it. "Come in and collect the body." Nokia's voice was very loud, and Zhang Chulan at the side could hear it clearly. Collect the corpse? Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils filled with fear. If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a girl next to Yang Wei just now? Xu San told him about Jiang Lan. So he also knew clearly what would happen to the ordinary people around Jiang Lan when he was in a crazy state.
Zhang Chulan's heart sank instantly. Killing ordinary people is a huge responsibility. He didn't care about anything at that moment and dragged Feng Baobao into the woods for his life. The distance of three or four hundred meters took less than twenty seconds thanks to Zhang Chulan's burst of speed. An open space appeared in Zhang Chulan's field of vision. Seeing the scene in the open space, Zhang Chulan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. Jiang Lan was seen with his back to him and Feng Baobao, his figure looming in the moonlight. He was holding a round object in his hand, about the size of a basketball. At his feet, there were splattered blood and pieces of flesh whose original parts could not be identified. Next to those pieces of meat, a woman can be vaguely seen lying. The woman was covered in blood and lying on the ground, and no one knew whether she was dead or alive. "Hey!" After seeing the scene clearly, Zhang Chulan immediately reached out to hold onto the big tree next to him and began to dry heave violently. At this moment, Zhang Chulan didn't care about confirming whether the woman was dead or alive. He was going crazy. If he had known that he would have to face such a situation, he would not have brought him in even if he had been beaten to death. Compared with Zhang Chulan's reaction, Feng Baobao seemed much calmer. She picked up a shovel, found a place where the soil was relatively soft, and started digging a hole. It's almost broken into dumpling stuffing, so it definitely can't be cremated, so it can only be buried on the spot. Jiang Lan, on the other hand, was still playing with something that looked like a basketball in his hand.
Zhang Chulan vomited for more than ten minutes and almost vomited out the tofu pudding he drank yesterday morning. After vomiting, Zhang Chulan finally felt better. After all, he is an extraordinary person. His ability to endure is much stronger than that of ordinary people, both psychologically and physiologically. Restraining the discomfort in his heart, he turned his gaze to Jiang Lan. At this moment, Feng Baobao had almost cleaned up the dumpling stuffing. After shoveling the last bit of blood-stained soil, Feng Baobao looked at Jiang Lan and said: "Give me the head." Jiang Lan, who had been silent for more than ten minutes, took a deep breath, turned around, and his body trembled slightly because of the great pleasure. He threw the basketball in his hand right into the hole that Feng Baobao had just dug. Only then did Zhang Chulan see clearly, where the hell is that basketball? Isn’t that Yang Wei’s fucking head? Zhang Chulan, who originally wanted to say something, immediately broke down, turned around and found another big tree, reached out to hold on to it, and continued to vomit. “Hmm…Hmm…” Jiang Lan and Feng Baobao looked at each other. More than ten minutes later, he regained consciousness from the intense pleasure he had just felt when killing someone. He licked his lips contentedly, feeling the beast's emotions quickly hiding, a smile appeared on Jiang Lan's lips. "I have it under control. The woman is not dead. Ask Xu San to find someone to send her back. Oh, and remember to bring some clothes and wash them for her." She was not dead, but Jiang Lan didn't care when he killed her. So the woman's body was inevitably stained with blood. It's not quite accurate to say it's contaminated... Probably... equivalent to taking a shower? Feng Baobao glanced at Jiang Lan and suddenly said: "Are you in a good mood again?" Jiang Lan smiled, and his tone was rarely so cold. "Yeah, didn't I tell you before that you'll feel better after killing someone?" Hearing this, Zhang Chulan, who had just almost vomited his gallbladder, paused. He originally thought that this colleague was just a little crazy. But now it seems that what's crazy about it is... This is pure psychosis, right? Although he also knew that Jiang Lan did this mostly because of the ferocious beast in his body. But there was no ferocious beast in Zhang Chulan's body, so he was completely unable to empathize with Jiang Lan. So in his opinion, Jiang Lan is a complete lunatic. He turned to look at Jiang Lan, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a trace of blood on the corner of Jiang Lan's mouth. Jiang Lan was quite clean, so even when he was killing someone, he tried to avoid getting blood on himself. Even if he couldn't avoid it, he would use Qi to separate the blood.
Although his whole body was clean, the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth looked very suspicious. "Um...Brother...there's blood at the corner of your mouth..." Zhang Chulan swallowed. Jiang Lan, who was in a good mood, saw Zhang Chulan's frightened eyes and immediately wanted to play a prank on him. He stretched out his finger, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off his finger. "Sorry, I wasn't paying much attention when I was eating just now." Zhang Chulan's heart was about to jump out of his throat. "Eat...eat...eat...what to eat?" Jiang Lan smiled, "Didn't you see it?" "Hmm..." Zhang Chulan couldn't help it and changed to another tree, blooming for the third time. "Haha, just kidding." Jiang Lan walked forward with a smile, patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder, and explained: "Just now I was eating... No, I was a little excited when I killed someone, and I bit the corner of my mouth. It's reasonable, right?" Zhang Chulan was already unable to utter anything, but after hearing Jiang Lan's words, he managed to straighten up. But when Zhang Chulan saw the eerie smile on Jiang Lan's face, his stomach churned again. Monster, you still say you didn’t eat people? Looking at Zhang Chulan's eyes that said 'guess whether I believe it or not', Jiang Lan shrugged. I swear to God, he didn't lie just now. It was really bitten. Jiang Lan doesn't have such a strong taste. Even if he is really that perverted, he is not perverted enough to eat such a pervert. "Baby, give Xu San a call, and then go eat." Jiang Lan said, and then glanced at Zhang Chulan and added: "I didn't eat enough just now." Although it was already evening, Jiang Lan hadn't had dinner yet. When we say three meals a day, we mean three meals a day. Zhang Chulan, who was holding on to the big tree, bent down again after hearing Jiang Lan's words. "Hey..." Jiang Lan squinted his eyes and smiled happily. How come I didn’t notice that scaring people is fun? "Eating...I'm afraid it will take a while, someone come." The smile on Jiang Lan's face suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his original cold and indifferent temperament that kept people at a distance.
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