Liu Feiyang had two thoughts in his mind. One was that Master Qi San changed his mind suddenly. He was calling himself a brother and a brother on the surface, but in fact he had already held a grudge and could not forget his mouth. The other was that the negative impact of his reputation.

At this time, there was no time to explore the reasons. I made a sound ban on the two of them, walked to the door with a serious expression, reached out to put my hand on the door handle, and gently twisted it down to twist it, which meant it could be opened.

But just as the door lock made a slight sound, a male voice came from outside the door. He sounded young and said with a little decadent look, "You can open the door, but the lighter is in my hand, and the outside is full of gasoline. As long as I gently press the lighter in my hand, bang, this place will turn into a sea of ​​fire in an instant..."

His voice came in through the not-so-tight crack in the door. In addition to the decadence, he was also a little sick. He could not tell any of the sounds and the mentally ill people played on TV. Liu Feiyang could not act rashly when he heard him say this. His ears were tightly pressed against the door, and he listened to the slight noise outside the door.

An Ran looked solemn and stared at Liu Feiyang's figure at the door. She had seen the gasoline sliding down from the door. Her face had just faded due to excitement. In comparison, the sales lady's face was not so calm. She covered her mouth and her face was pale. The black tight skirt in her summer uniform was trembling.

"Friend, have you found the wrong person? We will not be able to do anything wronged or revenge..."

"Are you Liu Feiyang? If so, that's right, hehe." He interrupted before Liu Feiyang finished speaking.

This man is indeed not old. He looks in his twenties and is wearing the most popular pair of jeans on his lower body, with a triangular mouth on it. In this era, it does not mean fashion but is embarrassing. Looking at the mud and water stains on it, it proves this even more. The upper body is white and short-sleeved, and the face is not much better. The dark circles are thick and the eyes are covered with red bloodshot, the hair is already greasy, and the eyes are empty and unconscious. He holds a bottle of local soju in his right hand and a disposable lighter in his left hand.

Opposite this door is the neighbor's door. The man was sitting on the ground between the two doors, leaning against the wall, pouring wine into his mouth bit by bit. The ground was indeed wet, and there was an empty plastic bucket next to it.

At first glance, this person only has three words: sloppy, decadent, and lifeless.

Liu Feiyang frowned and thought for a while. He heard the sound of the Dingdang wine bottle hitting the ground. As for whether it was wine or water, he could not tell. He looked back at the silent sales lady, and there was still An Ran. Some people were beautiful at ordinary times and could show strong self-control and glory in special times. An Ran was obviously like this. God gave her an unusual living environment, which was destined to be an ordinary woman. When Liu Feiyang was lying at the door just now, she had already thought about the current situation.

Putting gasoline on the outside of the door will not threaten the safety of the room in a short period of time, and the person outside the door chose a clumsy trick. This is the third floor, and it is not difficult to tie the curtains to a fixed object and go down. There is also the easiest way to take out the phone and call the police.

However, the person outside the door could accurately say Liu Feiyang's name, and there must be something strange about it, so she was not in a hurry to escape.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay!" Liu Feiyang walked over and comforted him.

"Yeah," the sales lady nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice. She thought of calling for help at the station window, and was worried about angering the people outside the door. She didn't expect to call the police. After all, mobile phones have not been popular yet in this era.

Liu Feiyang just looked at An Ran and could see that his belief in each other's beliefs were seen in each other's eyes. Without further ado, he walked to the windowsill and looked downstairs. It was taller than an ordinary residential building, but it was not difficult to go down. It was exactly the same as An Ran's idea. Escape from Ran is definitely not the fundamental solution to the problem. Only by asking clearly can one go.

The man outside the door did not find any loopholes, or his brain had been short-circuited, his back of his head was pressed against the wall and stared blankly at the ceiling, his arm mechanically waving the bottle of wine, pouring the spicy white wine into his mouth. At first glance, he looked a little pitiful. He was not in a hurry, nor was he as excited as an ordinary mental patient.

Liu Feiyang stood on the windowsill, took off the curtains that came with it, twisted them into ropes and tied them to the heating. After trying it, he felt that it was quite strong and it was not difficult to go down. After doing all this, he turned back to the door and stuck it on the door and listened to it for a few seconds.

He slowly asked, "Is there any festival between us?"

"There is no holiday, but you just look at the success of your villain. A young man covered in blood followed a man next to him. With the power of a reckless man, he dared to find Qi Laosan. His mother scared Qi Laosan. The name sounded on Huibei and became a topic of conversation in the streets and alleys. What do you have? Tell me what do you have?" He replied in a very magical way, neither anxious nor slow, and his tone revealed a sense of unloving love in his tone.

After hearing what he said, Liu Feiyang was a little confused. He wanted to say that he was from Master Qi San. Qi Laosan shouted without any respect. He was very dissatisfied with himself in his words. He recalled his voice in his mind. Liu Feiyang dared not say that he had seen a hundred people who could remember the voices of eighty people, and sixty could still achieve it. If he hadn't realized the importance of learning at the beginning, he would be a student at a prestigious university now.

Suddenly, there was a clue in his mind. He had heard this voice, just yesterday! He spoke drunk and changed a little, but the most basic tone was still the same.

He closed his eyes and thought carefully in his mind that the outline of the waiter gradually became clearer. On that day, he and Qi Qinggang went to look for the third master. There was a waiter who took the initiative to lie on the ground and pretended to be dead. In the end, he was rudely picked up and led the way.

"Is your surname Hong?" Liu Feiyang was still not sure. It was hard to believe that the person who was almost scared to pee his pants at that time dared to do something to burn himself to death with gasoline.

"My master, I will not change my name or change my surname. My surname is Hong and my name is Canhui!" He seemed a little bachelor, and was a little surprised that Liu Feiyang recognized him, but it was not enough to tease the nerves that had been paralyzed by alcohol. He picked up the wine bottle and sipped it. The wine flowed out along the corner of his mouth, soaking his collar with saliva.

Liu Feiyang absolutely could not have imagined that he was like this at this time. He looked quite high-level in his impression. According to the rural words, "Li Zheng" and said, "Because you were responsible for revenge for the matter of leading the way? Have you ever thought that killing and setting fire, both of these crimes are serious crimes. Once the fire is burned, your life will be over?"

"My little master, I won't be vengeful because of this. The prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach. I am not the prime minister, and I can still decorate things in my stomach. I just can't stand your pussy look. You can scare him when you look for Master Qi. Now I'm looking for you, aren't you afraid? People are the same, bullying the weak and being strong, and even if you sacrifice your life, you can't tell who can scare who."

There is an elevator opposite him, and there is a step staircase next to the elevator. There is a window on the step that you can see directly outside the window, and you can see willows swaying and grass flying. His eyes also glanced out through the window and immersed in it.

Liu Feiyang looked back when he heard this, waved his hands to them and leaned towards the window. He had heard a saying: A capable person has no temper! So he has been acting low-key for so long, never overestimating his superiority, and not being blinded by the current success, saying that he is pretending to behave? He does not agree with this...

The immortal said: In the world of people with discerning eyes, if you have big eyes but don’t know that it is easy to get beaten when you squint and pretend to be small. Is it fulfilled?

"Friend, it's easy to discuss whether you want money or something!" Liu Feiyang thought for a while and got to the point.

"I'm scared? I'll just say that this world is brave enough to starve the timids to death, haha," Hong Canhui smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't want money, nor do I want your life. I just want to prove myself that I'm not a fucking waste. When I muster up the courage to do something I didn't dare to do before, who else can I do in this world?"

The madman, not only Liu Feiyang thought so, but even the sales lady behind him was shocked to put away her fear. Where did a lunatic come up?

Liu Feiyang felt more and more confused, but he didn't believe Hong Canhui's crazy words, so he grabbed the door handle again and wanted to open the door tentatively.

"Click..."

The lighter sounded premeditatedly.

"Don't move! When this door is opened, it will instantly turn into a sea of ​​fire. Burn, burn, burn everything in this world..." He opened his arms, the flames were dying in the breeze and had not yet been extinguished. The ground was full of gasoline. As long as you touch it gently, the consequences would become unimaginable.

Liu Feiyang heard his mysterious words, but he didn't move anymore, but his expression became more and more serious. "You can't stand me, I know, don't say more. Now, there are no one thousand people in Huibei City who can't stand me, but they don't come to me. Only you can come here. This is impossible, right?"

"They are all cowards, only I am brave. There are thousands of ordinary people in this world. How many people can compare with me?" His eyelids were drooping, and he seemed to have to close his eyes at any time. His pants were soaked with gasoline. After he said this, he suddenly became extremely sad, his eyes became redder, his head lowered, and his mouth was dumbfounded, "What a proud person, Hong Canhui, was once, and how many people can compare with me?"

Just as a breeze blew in through the window, his already shiny hair was floating, and the young man's body seemed to be curling up a little.

Liu Feiyang could feel him talking, but the voice was too small to hear. For some reason, when he heard Hong Canhui's voice, he actually "sympathized with" this mentally ill patient. He couldn't say it, and felt it was very subtle.

"Do you know what despair is?" he suddenly asked again.

Despair, Liu Feiyang has experienced this word and has been through more than once, and finally he gritted his teeth and survived. Now he can only look forward, and there is a bright and smooth road ahead.

"Have experienced it!" He replied in a low voice.
Chapter completed!