Click!
Wu Yu moved cleanly and straightened the security officer's chin with one hand. The pain caused the man to roll all over the floor, and he almost broke free of Bu Chonghua's restraint.
"#￥%*￥&..." His saliva flowed all over the floor, and it took a long time to reluctantly form a syllable, but was interrupted by Bu Chonghua's stern voice: "How many people in your village believe in this religion?"
"Do, do, do you fall sweep..."
Wu Yu: "He said not much."
Bu Chonghua pressed his hand: "Speak clearly!"
The director of public security was strangled with his eyes rolled white: "Sister, how many sisters, how many sisters! How many sisters!"
Wu Yu: "He said quite a lot."
Bu Chonghua said, "I don't need to translate this." Then he asked sharply, "Are the Gaowei Xiong Jinzhi couples the head of yours?"
"Four four four...Four drops, they are the leader of the Lidi group, and we are the leader of the group..."
"Who is'Teacher Ba'?!"
"I don't know how to do it, I don't know how to do it, I am the four small platoon leader..."
"Almighty|The Church has several pastoral areas. Below the pastoral areas are provinces, and then communities, churches, groups, platoons, and points. There are about 20 people in a platoon, and several groups together are churches." Bu Chonghua said. Wu Yu whispered: "This kind of cult spreads like a plague. A family went in half a village and fell. They are probably almost there."
Wu Yu asked: "What should I do now?"
"Go back in the car first, then drive out. It is not safe in the village at night."
Wu Yu nodded, Bu Chonghua strangled the security officer’s neck. He pulled up from the ground and whispered: “I’ll take you out of here now. If you dare to speak out, I’ll kill you on the spot. I’m the higher-level public security agency. You don’t have to be responsible for death, try if you don’t believe me!"
The security officer glanced at the bright dagger in his hand, and suddenly peeed in fright, and hurriedly nodded.
Bu Chonghua pushed him: "Go!"
The security officer tremblingly went to open the door, and at this moment Bu Chonghua's arm tightened and Wu Yu suddenly held it down:
"and many more."
At the beginning of the night, the stars and the moon have not risen, and there is no neon light in the dark night in the rural areas, it is truly invisible. In the darkness, only the bunch of flashlights struck the corner of the room obliquely. In the faint light and shadow, saw Wu Yu staring straight at Bu Chonghua, his eyes terribly dark.
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows jumped: "What?"
"...You didn't smell it?"
"What do you smell?"
Wu Yu's lips seemed to tremble slightly, and he turned to the surroundings of the house. His eyes instantly swept across the south wall, toilets, corners of stairs, and other aluminum windows with anti-theft nets, and finally uttered two words:
"gasoline."
gasoline?
Bu Chonghua took two breaths. The air in the country night was mixed with vegetation and soil, and it was clearly not unusual. Before he could distinguish carefully, the security officer turned his head from the front door and stammered:
"Politics—government, this door—can’t be opened..."
This door is not equipped with an anti-theft lock. The most primitive and safest iron chain and bullet lock are hanging outside, but it has been pryed open just now. Bu Chonghua pushed the security officer aside, stretched out his hand and pulled the door, but he didn't move; he realized that it was wrong, and he kicked the door heavily, and the heavy solid wood door banged, and there was a metal clattering sound—Yes He was entangled to death from the outside with a chain!
How can it be?
Beep--beep--beep--
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly exploded outside the window, someone outside!
"How many people know we are coming?!"
The security officer was really scared to pee: "No one! No one! I didn't have time to say it!"
No one knows that they are coming, who is the one who locked the door and whistle outside, and what do they want to do? !
Beep—beep—beep—!
The whistle is like a reminder in the dark night, once it blew, then anxiously, and it hit the most feared nerve. In the distant village, the lights came on one after another, and people barked dogs. In this chaos, Bu Chonghua finally heard the most ominous movement that he didn’t want to hear——
Wow!
Wow!
The strong smell of gasoline floated into the nose from every window mullion and every inch of the brick gap, and then the whistle stopped. Two seconds later, a firelight broke through the night from the window, reflected in Bu Chonghua’s unbelievable pupils——
boom!
Blazing flames rose from the four walls!
The bloody color of the nine-year-old rushed down from the void in the middle of the night. The sound of gunfire, yelling, blood, and crying, mixed into thousands of hysterical notes, tearing the eardrum, and like countless pairs of bloody hands sticking out from the soil, grabbing Hold his feet, wrap his legs, and drag his bloody body to the ground.
Bu Chonghua gasped violently, barely walked two steps, loosened his hands-Ding Dong!
The dagger fell to the ground, but he didn't seem to notice it.
He seemed to become smaller in an instant, trapped by an invisible cage and returned to the closet. Through the gap in the cabinet door, he saw the tragedy repeat itself close at hand, and heard the sharp scream of the child: "Dad! Mom!"
The muzzle was already against his mother's head.
"Please tell me—say—"
Hold the trigger with one finger.
"Please tell me--!"
The screams that had no chance to export back then, the painful roars, the bitter crying, turned into countless steel claws bloody scratching in the chest, but he couldn't make any sound, he could only watch that finger pull the trigger——
boom!
boom!
The wooden chair smashed into the door panel, but the thick door panel only shook dangerously a few times. Wu Yu picked up another chair and smashed it to the door, with a few crisp noises. Large pieces of sawdust mixed with wall dust, and it rained all over the floor.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The place of the crack is a few feet.哐!哐! The door panel continued to collapse and bend under the pressure, and finally it slammed again and was kicked through a hole!
Wu Yu pulled out half of his foot from the hole, brought out another splash of sawdust, turned around and rushed into the bathroom, casually dragged a towel to pour water, wrapped it neatly on his thin and powerful left hand, and returned to the door handle The hole stretched out and fumbled, trying to untie the chain around the outer door latch.
But it was too late at this time. The flames under the gasoline-assisted combustion quickly spread across the outer wall. Although the gate had not yet burned, the temperature of the metal chain had risen very high, and Wu Yu had only time to untie the first circle of chains, fingers was so scalded!
"...!"
Wu Yu pulled his hand back, quickly untied the towel, looked at the palm of his hand, and silently cursed a swear word.
At this time, the fire had completely burned up, and the temperature in the room rose sharply, causing people's skin to sting, black smoke billowing over the first floor, and almost nothing was clear. Wu Yu patrolled the surroundings, his sharp gaze locked in a few directions like lightning, and couldn't help the coughing security officer pushing up the stairs and shouting: "Run!"
The security chief couldn't stand up at all, the surrounding fire was shining, his face was distorted by fear and despair: "Help, help, I can't run..."
"Go upstairs! Hurry up!"
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, cough cough cough&*￥%..."
"fast!!"
"Help, help—"
Obviously there is high temperature and lack of oxygen around, but Bu Chonghua seems to be frozen, eyes, ears, nose and nose are soaked in the ice sea, and can only hear the cry of the child from the abyss below his feet, the heartbreaking resentment is so familiar ——I can't run.
I can't run.
Because my parents are still here, I can’t run away——
In the next second, the embarrassed Wu Yu appeared in his pupils, and he slapped his hand when he picked up the security chief's collar!
Snapped!
The slap came through the air, and drew heavily on the face of the child who was crying in the flames and blood.
"You won't die!" Wu Yu's roar more than 20 years later and the boy late at night more than 20 years ago overlapped with each other, and even the torn ending sound was exactly the same: "Run, run!"
"Are we going to be caught up? Are we going to die?"
"...No, I want to live..."
"What to do, we are going to die, we are going to die! What to do?!"
"Run, to live..."
No matter what happens, you have to live, you have everything if you live, and you can get revenge if you live!
The tongue of fire licked on his side, and Bu Chonghua felt the hot tingling on his cheek again-it was the bloody palm of the young man in the void, wiping away his tears forcefully, penetrating the bone marrow from then on, and burning in the depths of his soul forever The mark of obliteration.
"...Follow me," Bu Chonghua panted and grabbed Wu Yu's hand, "follow me, come over...hurry up!"
Wu Yu hurriedly raised his head and saw Bu Chonghua as if he had just woke up from a nightmare, dragging him to the second floor. The walls were already burning, and the deadly smoke couldn’t distinguish the north, south, east, and west. Bu Chonghua only relied on the memory of being in the dark on the second floor and knocked open the master bedroom door with his shoulder. The twisted fire light outside the glass window reflected his face. It's not human.
Glass windows!
Only in the bathroom connected to the master bedroom, there is a window without an anti-theft net!
The hope of life was imminent, the security officer's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees. But at this very moment, there were a few loud bangs, and the whole section of the burning wooden beams in the north corner of the master bedroom collapsed. In an instant black smoke burst, sparks splashed, and the hot air current pushed them all out!
"Ahhhh-"
The security officer ran into Wu Yu behind him, and the two smashed against the cracked wall. Wu Yu had no choice but to be a pad, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak.
"Are you okay?!" Bu Chonghua rushed up and shouted.
Wu Yu's pale face was reddened by the fire, and he shook his head and pushed the screaming security officer: "Quick!"
The poor security chief had never seen this scene for most of his life. He really couldn't even stand up. Bu Chonghua dragged him along the ground like a bag, and rushed into the burning master bedroom. Pedal broken glass: "Jump!"
"Help, mother, I dare not, I dare..."
The security officer danced with both hands, and the next second his body vacated, and he was thrown out of the window by Bu Chonghua!
"Ah--" With a heavy thud, the unlucky ghost fell into the black smoke in the front yard, and the scream suddenly stopped. It was replaced by an embarrassed ouch, probably twisted to the ankle.
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua shouted back.
But no one was seen in the master bedroom where the flame was jumping.
"Wu Yu!"
Bu Chonghua covered his mouth and coughed, stepped on the floor of the flames, and rushed out of the house. He caught a glimpse of the silhouette under the wall in front of him, his heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand.
Wu Yu sat hunched over the wall, covering his mouth with a wet towel with one hand, and lying weakly on his side. With his bloody palm facing upwards, blood bleeds out of his nails, leaving criss-cross marks between his slender fingers.
Obviously it was not like that, but Bu Chonghua suddenly had some absurd illusion.
As if he was just a phantom in the sea of hell, he had never really existed, and could disappear in an instant at any time.
"How are you? Injured?!"
Bu Chonghua half-kneeled beside him, but Wu Yu shook his head and gave him his wet towel: "I'm fine, you jump quickly, it may explode later."
"What? Get up!"
"I'll rest for a while, and in two minutes I'll..."
"Don't talk nonsense! Come with me!" Bu Chonghua almost roared, "Quick!"
"..."
Wu Yu's face was pale, and he said nothing. Bu Chonghua pulled his face forcibly, and found that his vision was a bit distracted. It seemed that at this moment of life and death, he was moved by a sudden flash of thought, and he was hesitating.
Why did he hesitate?
Just now, in just over ten seconds, when he leaned on the fire and sat down slowly, what did he think of?
A trace of coldness suddenly rose from his spine, and Bu Chonghua's complexion changed drastically. He grabbed a wet towel to cover his mouth and nose, pulled his arm on his shoulder, and yelled, "Come with me!
"Hiss... it hurts," Wu Yu concealed his head down and inhaled: "I just got my foot, tap it..."
The door frame of the master bedroom was already burning. Bu Chonghua hurried to the window, smashed the glass on the other side of the window frame, grabbed Wu Yu by the shoulder and shouted, "I'm calling three and two! Jump with me! Understand?!"
Wu Yu swallowed.
"When we die, we have nothing! We have to live to live to catch those scumbags! Only to live to avenge the victim!" Bu Chonghua swept back the broken hair on his forehead with his thumb, forcing him to stare at his own. Eyes: "Understand?!"
"..." Wu Yu panted, and finally nodded: "I understand."
"jump!"
Fresh air poured into the fire, and the flames instantly exploded, rushing into the night sky with a bang. In the dazzling sea of fire, Bu Chonghua wrapped Wu Yu in his arms, and jumped off the window sill with two steps!
thump!
The two landed and rolled at the same time, staggered out of the ash, and climbed more than ten meters with a cool breeze, and finally fell to the ground.
"Cough cough cough!...cough cough cough..."
Bu Chonghua ate his mouth full of black smoke and almost choked his lungs out of his throat. He didn't know how long he coughed before he finally managed to stop. He sat on the ground black in front of him and exhaled again.
There was a creak behind him, and a flame ignited. He looked back and saw Wu Yu lying on the grass facing the balance, with a cigarette in his mouth, just lighting up the lighter.
"..." Bu Chonghua touched his trouser pocket, "When did you take it away?"
The three-story concrete building in the distance was completely shrouded in flames. The flames outlined Wu Yu’s profile, from his forehead, to the brow bones, to the upright bridge of the nose, the narrow chin, and the deep depression below his neck. On the neck, the light and shadow were clear and thrilling. Bu Chonghua saw the corner of his mouth hooked tiredly, lit the cigarette, and exhaled a long mouth of light blue smoke:
"When I pushed that unlucky ghost to you."
He paused and said, "I still want to take another one."
He laughed self-deprecatingly, Bu Chonghua stared at him not knowing what to say, and for a long time he could only shake his head to give up. Both of them felt relaxed and helpless after collapse.
"In my life, unless the sky collapses, I won't take your lighter again." Bu Chonghua said helplessly, "How is your hand?"
Wu Yu spread the palm of his hand to indicate that it was okay, but Bu Chonghua reluctantly got up and sat closer. He took his arm and looked at it for a long while, only to see that the bloody palm had been dried, but the wound was not bad. Big, it should be because the wet towel covered most of the palm.
"Go back to the previous hospital to eliminate the poison. Don't get infected when it's hot."
"Um, all right."
The physical exhaustion of walking in the fire was extremely shocking. Their chests and lungs were choked with smoke, and their breathing was so hot and painful that they could not get up for a while. Bu Chonghua sat beside Wu Yu, looking at his slender black eyebrows and crow-wing eyelashes, suddenly said for no reason: "You know, many years ago, there was a person who pulled me to run like this? Out of the fire."
"what?"
"He told me that you can only get revenge if you live. If people die, there will be nothing left. Later, I kept remembering this sentence. Only when I was alive could I remember many things, feel all kinds of happiness and pain, and experience the various things in life. Kind of meaning." Bu Chonghua paused and whispered: "If you die, there will be nothing. It's a terrible thing."
Wu Yu's movement of flicking the soot stopped, and his pupils shrank instantly, and his bloody fingers trembled slightly in the shadow.
He lay motionless on the ground, for a moment, it seemed that he could not even breathe a sound. After a long time, he opened his mouth amidst the crackling and burning sound in the distance, and asked softly: "...then you now Have you taken revenge?"
Bu Chonghua stood up and stomped the grass roots full of trouser legs, and said, "Not yet."
He didn't want to say more, and stretched out his hand to Wu Yu, motioning to him to pull himself up: "We have to go quickly, the villagers fighting the fire are coming. The one who set the fire must still be lurking around, we quickly return to the car and wait for support."
Wu Yu sighed, took his hand, and stood up from the ground swayingly. Suddenly, his whole body was excited: "I wipe it."
"how?"
Wu Yu did not make a sound, nor did he move. After a short while, he looked back at the dark night like a thick ink in the distance, his eyes were cold and alert, and his expression was very unusual: "...it seems to be moving." ωωω.999xs.co\m\
movement?
The burst of fire burning houses, the screaming of the night wind, the swaying wilderness of the mountains...
"Go," Wu Yu took a step back and suddenly shouted, "Go!"
There is no need for him to remind it a second time, the two ran at the same time, but they stopped at the same time after not running a few steps!
The half-human grass in the mountains and forests in the distance swayed from side to side, their rustling noises from far to near, from clutter to regularity, and finally showed the outline from the night——
That's not grass, that's human.
Hundreds of villagers slowly stepped forward in a fan shape. The crowd was full of wooden sticks and kitchen knives. Every face flashed with indifference and vigilance. The eyes from all directions were full of hostility. They fixedly stared at Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua in the center of the circle. .
Click!
Wu Yu moved cleanly and straightened the security officer's chin with one hand. The pain caused the man to roll all over the floor, and he almost broke free of Bu Chonghua's restraint.
"#￥%*￥&..." His saliva flowed all over the floor, and it took a long time to reluctantly form a syllable, but was interrupted by Bu Chonghua's stern voice: "How many people in your village believe in this religion?"
"Do, do, do you fall sweep..."
Wu Yu: "He said not much."
Bu Chonghua pressed his hand: "Speak clearly!"
The director of public security was strangled with his eyes rolled white: "Sister, how many sisters, how many sisters! How many sisters!"
Wu Yu: "He said quite a lot."
Bu Chonghua said, "I don't need to translate this." Then he asked sharply, "Are the Gaowei Xiong Jinzhi couples the head of yours?"
"Four four four...Four drops, they are the leader of the Lidi group, and we are the leader of the group..."
"Who is'Teacher Ba'?!"
"I don't know how to do it, I don't know how to do it, I am the four small platoon leader..."
"Almighty|The Church has several pastoral areas. Below the pastoral areas are provinces, and then communities, churches, groups, platoons, and points. There are about 20 people in a platoon, and several groups together are churches." Bu Chonghua said. Wu Yu whispered: "This kind of cult spreads like a plague. A family went in half a village and fell. They are probably almost there."
Wu Yu asked: "What should I do now?"
"Go back in the car first, then drive out. It is not safe in the village at night."
Wu Yu nodded, Bu Chonghua strangled the security officer’s neck. He pulled up from the ground and whispered: “I’ll take you out of here now. If you dare to speak out, I’ll kill you on the spot. I’m the higher-level public security agency. You don’t have to be responsible for death, try if you don’t believe me!"
The security officer glanced at the bright dagger in his hand, and suddenly peeed in fright, and hurriedly nodded.
Bu Chonghua pushed him: "Go!"
The security officer tremblingly went to open the door, and at this moment Bu Chonghua's arm tightened and Wu Yu suddenly held it down:
"and many more."
At the beginning of the night, the stars and the moon have not risen, and there is no neon light in the dark night in the rural areas, it is truly invisible. In the darkness, only the bunch of flashlights struck the corner of the room obliquely. In the faint light and shadow, saw Wu Yu staring straight at Bu Chonghua, his eyes terribly dark.
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows jumped: "What?"
"...You didn't smell it?"
"What do you smell?"
Wu Yu's lips seemed to tremble slightly, and he turned to the surroundings of the house. His eyes instantly swept across the south wall, toilets, corners of stairs, and other aluminum windows with anti-theft nets, and finally uttered two words:
"gasoline."
gasoline?
Bu Chonghua took two breaths. The air in the country night was mixed with vegetation and soil, and it was clearly not unusual. Before he could distinguish carefully, the security officer turned his head from the front door and stammered:
"Politics—government, this door—can’t be opened..."
This door is not equipped with an anti-theft lock. The most primitive and safest iron chain and bullet lock are hanging outside, but it has been pryed open just now. Bu Chonghua pushed the security officer aside, stretched out his hand and pulled the door, but he didn't move; he realized that it was wrong, and he kicked the door heavily, and the heavy solid wood door banged, and there was a metal clattering sound—Yes He was entangled to death from the outside with a chain!
How can it be?
Beep--beep--beep--
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly exploded outside the window, someone outside!
"How many people know we are coming?!"
The security officer was really scared to pee: "No one! No one! I didn't have time to say it!"
No one knows that they are coming, who is the one who locked the door and whistle outside, and what do they want to do? !
Beep—beep—beep—!
The whistle is like a reminder in the dark night, once it blew, then anxiously, and it hit the most feared nerve. In the distant village, the lights came on one after another, and people barked dogs. In this chaos, Bu Chonghua finally heard the most ominous movement that he didn’t want to hear——
Wow!
Wow!
The strong smell of gasoline floated into the nose from every window mullion and every inch of the brick gap, and then the whistle stopped. Two seconds later, a firelight broke through the night from the window, reflected in Bu Chonghua’s unbelievable pupils——
boom!
Blazing flames rose from the four walls!
The bloody color of the nine-year-old rushed down from the void in the middle of the night. The sound of gunfire, yelling, blood, and crying, mixed into thousands of hysterical notes, tearing the eardrum, and like countless pairs of bloody hands sticking out from the soil, grabbing Hold his feet, wrap his legs, and drag his bloody body to the ground.
Bu Chonghua gasped violently, barely walked two steps, loosened his hands-Ding Dong!
The dagger fell to the ground, but he didn't seem to notice it.
He seemed to become smaller in an instant, trapped by an invisible cage and returned to the closet. Through the gap in the cabinet door, he saw the tragedy repeat itself close at hand, and heard the sharp scream of the child: "Dad! Mom!"
The muzzle was already against his mother's head.
"Please tell me—say—"
Hold the trigger with one finger.
"Please tell me--!"
The screams that had no chance to export back then, the painful roars, the bitter crying, turned into countless steel claws bloody scratching in the chest, but he couldn't make any sound, he could only watch that finger pull the trigger——
boom!
boom!
The wooden chair smashed into the door panel, but the thick door panel only shook dangerously a few times. Wu Yu picked up another chair and smashed it to the door, with a few crisp noises. Large pieces of sawdust mixed with wall dust, and it rained all over the floor.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The place of the crack is a few feet.哐!哐! The door panel continued to collapse and bend under the pressure, and finally it slammed again and was kicked through a hole!
Wu Yu pulled out half of his foot from the hole, brought out another splash of sawdust, turned around and rushed into the bathroom, casually dragged a towel to pour water, wrapped it neatly on his thin and powerful left hand, and returned to the door handle The hole stretched out and fumbled, trying to untie the chain around the outer door latch.
But it was too late at this time. The flames under the gasoline-assisted combustion quickly spread across the outer wall. Although the gate had not yet burned, the temperature of the metal chain had risen very high, and Wu Yu had only time to untie the first circle of chains, fingers was so scalded!
"...!"
Wu Yu pulled his hand back, quickly untied the towel, looked at the palm of his hand, and silently cursed a swear word.
At this time, the fire had completely burned up, and the temperature in the room rose sharply, causing people's skin to sting, black smoke billowing over the first floor, and almost nothing was clear. Wu Yu patrolled the surroundings, his sharp gaze locked in a few directions like lightning, and couldn't help the coughing security officer pushing up the stairs and shouting: "Run!"
The security chief couldn't stand up at all, the surrounding fire was shining, his face was distorted by fear and despair: "Help, help, I can't run..."
"Go upstairs! Hurry up!"
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, cough cough cough&*￥%..."
"fast!!"
"Help, help—"
Obviously there is high temperature and lack of oxygen around, but Bu Chonghua seems to be frozen, eyes, ears, nose and nose are soaked in the ice sea, and can only hear the cry of the child from the abyss below his feet, the heartbreaking resentment is so familiar ——I can't run.
I can't run.
Because my parents are still here, I can’t run away——
In the next second, the embarrassed Wu Yu appeared in his pupils, and he slapped his hand when he picked up the security chief's collar!
Snapped!
The slap came through the air, and drew heavily on the face of the child who was crying in the flames and blood.
"You won't die!" Wu Yu's roar more than 20 years later and the boy late at night more than 20 years ago overlapped with each other, and even the torn ending sound was exactly the same: "Run, run!"
"Are we going to be caught up? Are we going to die?"
"...No, I want to live..."
"What to do, we are going to die, we are going to die! What to do?!"
"Run, to live..."
No matter what happens, you have to live, you have everything if you live, and you can get revenge if you live!
The tongue of fire licked on his side, and Bu Chonghua felt the hot tingling on his cheek again-it was the bloody palm of the young man in the void, wiping away his tears forcefully, penetrating the bone marrow from then on, and burning in the depths of his soul forever The mark of obliteration.
"...Follow me," Bu Chonghua panted and grabbed Wu Yu's hand, "follow me, come over...hurry up!"
Wu Yu hurriedly raised his head and saw Bu Chonghua as if he had just woke up from a nightmare, dragging him to the second floor. The walls were already burning, and the deadly smoke couldn’t distinguish the north, south, east, and west. Bu Chonghua only relied on the memory of being in the dark on the second floor and knocked open the master bedroom door with his shoulder. The twisted fire light outside the glass window reflected his face. It's not human.
Glass windows!
Only in the bathroom connected to the master bedroom, there is a window without an anti-theft net!
The hope of life was imminent, the security officer's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees. But at this very moment, there were a few loud bangs, and the whole section of the burning wooden beams in the north corner of the master bedroom collapsed. In an instant black smoke burst, sparks splashed, and the hot air current pushed them all out!
"Ahhhh-"
The security officer ran into Wu Yu behind him, and the two smashed against the cracked wall. Wu Yu had no choice but to be a pad, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak.
"Are you okay?!" Bu Chonghua rushed up and shouted.
Wu Yu's pale face was reddened by the fire, and he shook his head and pushed the screaming security officer: "Quick!"
The poor security chief had never seen this scene for most of his life. He really couldn't even stand up. Bu Chonghua dragged him along the ground like a bag, and rushed into the burning master bedroom. Pedal broken glass: "Jump!"
"Help, mother, I dare not, I dare..."
The security officer danced with both hands, and the next second his body vacated, and he was thrown out of the window by Bu Chonghua!
"Ah--" With a heavy thud, the unlucky ghost fell into the black smoke in the front yard, and the scream suddenly stopped. It was replaced by an embarrassed ouch, probably twisted to the ankle.
"Wu Yu!" Bu Chonghua shouted back.
But no one was seen in the master bedroom where the flame was jumping.
"Wu Yu!"
Bu Chonghua covered his mouth and coughed, stepped on the floor of the flames, and rushed out of the house. He caught a glimpse of the silhouette under the wall in front of him, his heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand.
Wu Yu sat hunched over the wall, covering his mouth with a wet towel with one hand, and lying weakly on his side. With his bloody palm facing upwards, blood bleeds out of his nails, leaving criss-cross marks between his slender fingers.
Obviously it was not like that, but Bu Chonghua suddenly had some absurd illusion.
As if he was just a phantom in the sea of hell, he had never really existed, and could disappear in an instant at any time.
"How are you? Injured?!"
Bu Chonghua half-kneeled beside him, but Wu Yu shook his head and gave him his wet towel: "I'm fine, you jump quickly, it may explode later."
"What? Get up!"
"I'll rest for a while, and in two minutes I'll..."
"Don't talk nonsense! Come with me!" Bu Chonghua almost roared, "Quick!"
"..."
Wu Yu's face was pale, and he said nothing. Bu Chonghua pulled his face forcibly, and found that his vision was a bit distracted. It seemed that at this moment of life and death, he was moved by a sudden flash of thought, and he was hesitating.
Why did he hesitate?
Just now, in just over ten seconds, when he leaned on the fire and sat down slowly, what did he think of?
A trace of coldness suddenly rose from his spine, and Bu Chonghua's complexion changed drastically. He grabbed a wet towel to cover his mouth and nose, pulled his arm on his shoulder, and yelled, "Come with me!
"Hiss... it hurts," Wu Yu concealed his head down and inhaled: "I just got my foot, tap it..."
The door frame of the master bedroom was already burning. Bu Chonghua hurried to the window, smashed the glass on the other side of the window frame, grabbed Wu Yu by the shoulder and shouted, "I'm calling three and two! Jump with me! Understand?!"
Wu Yu swallowed.
"When we die, we have nothing! We have to live to live to catch those scumbags! Only to live to avenge the victim!" Bu Chonghua swept back the broken hair on his forehead with his thumb, forcing him to stare at his own. Eyes: "Understand?!"
"..." Wu Yu panted, and finally nodded: "I understand."
"jump!"
Fresh air poured into the fire, and the flames instantly exploded, rushing into the night sky with a bang. In the dazzling sea of fire, Bu Chonghua wrapped Wu Yu in his arms, and jumped off the window sill with two steps!
thump!
The two landed and rolled at the same time, staggered out of the ash, and climbed more than ten meters with a cool breeze, and finally fell to the ground.
"Cough cough cough!...cough cough cough..."
Bu Chonghua ate his mouth full of black smoke and almost choked his lungs out of his throat. He didn't know how long he coughed before he finally managed to stop. He sat on the ground black in front of him and exhaled again.
There was a creak behind him, and a flame ignited. He looked back and saw Wu Yu lying on the grass facing the balance, with a cigarette in his mouth, just lighting up the lighter.
"..." Bu Chonghua touched his trouser pocket, "When did you take it away?"
The three-story concrete building in the distance was completely shrouded in flames. The flames outlined Wu Yu’s profile, from his forehead, to the brow bones, to the upright bridge of the nose, the narrow chin, and the deep depression below his neck. On the neck, the light and shadow were clear and thrilling. Bu Chonghua saw the corner of his mouth hooked tiredly, lit the cigarette, and exhaled a long mouth of light blue smoke:
"When I pushed that unlucky ghost to you."
He paused and said, "I still want to take another one."
He laughed self-deprecatingly, Bu Chonghua stared at him not knowing what to say, and for a long time he could only shake his head to give up. Both of them felt relaxed and helpless after collapse.
"In my life, unless the sky collapses, I won't take your lighter again." Bu Chonghua said helplessly, "How is your hand?"
Wu Yu spread the palm of his hand to indicate that it was okay, but Bu Chonghua reluctantly got up and sat closer. He took his arm and looked at it for a long while, only to see that the bloody palm had been dried, but the wound was not bad. Big, it should be because the wet towel covered most of the palm.
"Go back to the previous hospital to eliminate the poison. Don't get infected when it's hot."
"Um, all right."
The physical exhaustion of walking in the fire was extremely shocking. Their chests and lungs were choked with smoke, and their breathing was so hot and painful that they could not get up for a while. Bu Chonghua sat beside Wu Yu, looking at his slender black eyebrows and crow-wing eyelashes, suddenly said for no reason: "You know, many years ago, there was a person who pulled me to run like this? Out of the fire."
"what?"
"He told me that you can only get revenge if you live. If people die, there will be nothing left. Later, I kept remembering this sentence. Only when I was alive could I remember many things, feel all kinds of happiness and pain, and experience the various things in life. Kind of meaning." Bu Chonghua paused and whispered: "If you die, there will be nothing. It's a terrible thing."
Wu Yu's movement of flicking the soot stopped, and his pupils shrank instantly, and his bloody fingers trembled slightly in the shadow.
He lay motionless on the ground, for a moment, it seemed that he could not even breathe a sound. After a long time, he opened his mouth amidst the crackling and burning sound in the distance, and asked softly: "...then you now Have you taken revenge?"
Bu Chonghua stood up and stomped the grass roots full of trouser legs, and said, "Not yet."
He didn't want to say more, and stretched out his hand to Wu Yu, motioning to him to pull himself up: "We have to go quickly, the villagers fighting the fire are coming. The one who set the fire must still be lurking around, we quickly return to the car and wait for support."
Wu Yu sighed, took his hand, and stood up from the ground swayingly. Suddenly, his whole body was excited: "I wipe it."
"how?"
Wu Yu did not make a sound, nor did he move. After a short while, he looked back at the dark night like a thick ink in the distance, his eyes were cold and alert, and his expression was very unusual: "...it seems to be moving." ωωω.999xs.co\m\
movement?
The burst of fire burning houses, the screaming of the night wind, the swaying wilderness of the mountains...
"Go," Wu Yu took a step back and suddenly shouted, "Go!"
There is no need for him to remind it a second time, the two ran at the same time, but they stopped at the same time after not running a few steps!
The half-human grass in the mountains and forests in the distance swayed from side to side, their rustling noises from far to near, from clutter to regularity, and finally showed the outline from the night——
That's not grass, that's human.
Hundreds of villagers slowly stepped forward in a fan shape. The crowd was full of wooden sticks and kitchen knives. Every face flashed with indifference and vigilance. The eyes from all directions were full of hostility. They fixedly stared at Wu Yu and Bu Chonghua in the center of the circle. .
