Chapter 129: Under-the-table Dealings
Open menu
This site requires javascript to function.

Special District 9 Chapter 129: Under-the-table Dealings

Fengbei City.

On a nameless road around 5 kilometers away from the military training field, several vehicles were stopped by the roadside. There were eight men gathering around a small tree, digging the ground.

Shovels of dirt and snow were tossed by the side of the pit. After a moment later, a stiffly frozen green military coat finally appeared.

The crowd was stunned. One of the men leaped into the pit and pried the military coat open. A tight furrow immediately appeared on his forehead. He quickly suppressed the revulsion churning in his stomach as he turned around and said, “Carry him out. Tell Mr Xing… we have found him.”

Two minutes later, the crowd placed the corpse wrapped amidst the military coat out and placed it by the side of the pit.

By the roadside, the door of a car shot open as Fatty Xing and his second son walked over. With a pale face, Fatty Xing pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, “L-let me… look at his face.”

A man bent down and pried open the military coat.

A purple face that had shrunk inward due to the frozen surroundings appeared before their sights. Its blood had frozen, and its innards had spilled out from within. The corpse hadn’t decomposed due to the cold weather, but the innards that had spilled out were all hanging on the clothes, making it a very gruesome sight.

Fatty Xing was someone who had been through storms, but at this moment, his legs couldn’t help but wobble upon seeing such a sight.

His second son quickly rushed forward to help his father up. Many emotions flickered across his face before he broke down and cried, “Zihao! Why didn’t you listen to our father’s words…”

On the other hand, Fatty Xing found himself unable to cry, and he couldn’t speak a word at all. He could only stare blankly at his dead son as the cold wind messed up his hair.

It took three minutes before Fatty Xing finally pushed aside his second son, and with trembling arms, he wrapped the corpse up with the military coat once more. He closed his eyes and spoke solemnly, “Don’t… Don’t tell Zihao’s mo

We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.

Translator Notes

Hey yo!
Join Starve's Discord and chat with me: https://discord.gg/ATHVehx
Also, this is the website's Discord: https://discord.gg/gC3RMvd
Donations to the starving translator Starve: https://www.paypal.me/StarveCleric