Chapter 12 Chapter 11 Chaotic Layout

Two wonderful movie scenes were screened in this building at the same time. One scene is an intricate and out-of-control thriller. One scene is full of absurdity and conspiracy full of horror and trembling. Mr. Wang returned to his room, closed the door and ignored him.But his curiosity was aroused, and he was actually leaning against the door and listening to the movement outside the door. "Say! Why are you under my bed! Did he give you the key!" Ms. Chen screamed at Boyan hysterically, pointing at Old Zhang. "How could I give it to this kid? Why should I give it to him?" Lao Zhang was anxious and angry, and Miss Chen actually revealed his secret.

Bai Yan covered the important parts, and shook his head desperately: "I don't have the key to your room! Besides, if I want to peep, why did I run out of the bed just now?" Ms. Chen went crazy, she insisted that Lao Zhang gave the key, and shouted: "You pervert! You pervert!" Immediately, she grabbed the pillow and threw it at Lao Zhang's face. Lao Zhang grabbed the pillow helplessly, walked towards Bo Yan with a questioning expression on his face, and shouted: "Little rascal, explain your words clearly here today, or I will call the police to arrest you! I will sue you!"

Bo Yan also got angry and shouted: "I'm not going to sue you! Do it! I'm afraid of you if I want to fight!" When Lao Zhang twisted his neck and was about to make a move, Ms. Chen covered her ears and cried, "Get out, both of you! Get out! I'll change the door lock tomorrow! You're all perverts!" Old Zhang couldn't argue, but when Bo Yan heard Ms. Chen tell him to get out, it was exactly what he wished for, and immediately ran upstairs naked, while Lao Zhang took advantage of Bo Yan to run away, and immediately closed the door gently, squatting on the trembling Next to Ms. Chen, she comforted her softly.

A bitch like Ms. Chen is extremely vulnerable after being shocked and furious, especially after being beaten up by Hai Bian. Although I couldn't hear what Lao Zhang was comforting, I guess he was defending himself.And Ms. Chen didn't nod or shake her head, she just wailed loudly. I didn't take the opportunity to sneer at Bai Yan who blocked the streaking in the corridor as usual. because. Guo Li was already standing in the corridor, existing like a scarecrow in nothing but reality. "Damn it! Look at Sanxiao!" Bai Yan cursed angrily, and ran towards Guo Li who lived on the third floor at a speed of 100 meters.

"Wait..." Guo Li stopped Bai Yan with dull eyes. Bai Yan had already had two embarrassing experiences in front of Guo Li, and he didn't know whether his ass was fucked by Guo Li or Linghu, or both of them had fucked him before, so he was ashamed and angry In a rage, Bai Yan punched Guo Li in the face and cursed: "Fuck your mother's bloody gay!" Guo Li, who was in a state of confusion, didn't intend to dodge the punch, and with a bang, he completely endured Bai Yan's anger, and the nosebleed sprayed on Bai Yan's face. "Bo Yan...I...I'm asking you, Linghu..." Guo Li didn't feel any pain at all, he just stared blankly at Bai Yan and said: "He Where?"

When Bai Yan heard it, he became even more angry, and roared in an unbelievable way: "None of my business! Get the hell out of here!" Guo Li knelt down, hugged Bai Yan's thigh and said, "I know it's you, Linghu must have given you the key, right? Isn't it? It must be like this, it must be like this... .” Bai Yan, a kidnapper, condescendingly knocked Guo Li on the head, but Guo Li continued to ask in a daze, "We can talk about anything. Since you are doing this, you must be ready for an exchange, right? Tell me, the condition is what?" A scar in Bo Yan's heart clutched his thigh so tightly, which made Bo Yan both angry and afraid. I saw a pair of fearful and unclean eyes calling for two fists, and violently beat the entangled Guo Li, but Guo Li only regarded it as one of the lover's concubine's revenge, and willingly endured it, without any intention of letting go of Bo Yan.

"Take me to see him, okay? I just want to go back to Linghu, and I can promise you everything else..." Guo Li cried and begged, making Bo Yan upset. it's time. I opened the door and walked slowly downstairs. "Huh?" I pretended to exclaim. Bai Yan looked at me in embarrassment, Guo Li suddenly woke up and let go of Bai Yan. "Isn't it good for you? There are so many people coming and going in the corridor...you have to go into the room if you want to do it?" I was very displeased. "Damn it! Bad machine eight!" Bai Yan kicked Guo Li angrily, and ran upstairs past me.

I sighed and looked at Guo Li who was slumped on the ground. His clothes were disheveled, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the smell of urine was everywhere. Guo Li looked at me blankly, not knowing what to say. He's on the verge of breaking down.All I can think of is probably "what is Bai Yan planning? What does he want from me so that he will let me go?" This kind of question probably. "Breakdown is always painful. Although it is not humane, but bear with it, it will pass." I sighed and helped Guo Li up. Guo Li nodded indiscriminately, listlessly.

I shook my head and said, "Take care of yourself, you can get through even big things." Guo Li closed his eyes and motioned me to ignore him. I turned around and a twisted smile broke out. I've got to get back to the TV, there's a lot of weird midnight movies to watch tonight. After Boyan suffered great and unreasonable setbacks for two consecutive nights, the force of slamming the door completely materialized his inner fear and anger. boom! He leaned his back against the door and slid slowly, wearily, down and down. Sitting on the ground, like a thin sheep with all its white hair shaved off.

Inserting both hands into his fluffy hair, Bo Yan grabbed and tore his head in pain and powerlessness. All of this has gone far beyond his imagination and control, and the magical figure in the fourth dimension swept over Bai Yan's nerves like a ghost. "Dry! Dry, dry, dry, dry!" Bai Yan's tears finally burst, pouring out amidst the sound of cursing. Then. Bai Yan jumped up and yelled loudly. His eyes were right on the pale and thick arm under the bed. In an instant, Bai Yan's natural fragility when he was alone quickly pupated again, and the emotions that had nowhere to vent suddenly turned into a cloak of anger.

Hedgehog-like coat. He stood up and yelled, "Damn gay! Get out! Get out!" Of course Linghu couldn't get out. Corpses are always the best actors in pantomime. "I told you to get out!" With a stern voice, Bo Yan strode forward and grabbed Linghu's big hand that was exposed outside the bed. A pull! He frowned, and broke in an instant. "what!" Bai Yan screamed desperately for a few seconds. Then I vomited all over the floor! Linghu lay crookedly on the ground half body, staring at the ceiling. Flies came from nowhere and crawled on Linghu's gray eyeballs, and the gleaming sharp knife on his chest reflected Bai Yan's vomiting. "This..." Bo Yan staggered, trying to make a sound, but his throat was immediately choked by the rising filth. What was he thinking at this moment? Are you wondering when the other self killed Linghu? Do you think of Guo Li's almost crazy begging just now? Did the other self do something to give Guo Li a glimpse? Bo Yan vomited until his legs became weak, and knelt down. His face was terribly pale. The previous times when the soul changed hands, it was just to embarrass myself, get beaten, and get stabbed in the ass, but this time it caused a catastrophe. Murderous catastrophe. Button button!Button button! Guo Li knocked hurriedly outside Bai Yan's door. As a scholar, he doesn't believe in zombies, so the logical calculation result in his head, the only answer is directly to Bai Yan who "befriends Linghu". Only he could have the key to the room between him and Linghu. Bai Yan looked at the door, and the two completely different faces of the innocent and the murderer dazzled on his face at the same time. At this time, Bai Yan was completely unprepared, not even thinking at all. "Guo Li" is quite different. "Damn it! You want to be the third primary school!" Bo Yan cursed through the door, but his tone was rather discouraged, with a slight trembling. "Bo Yan, open the door first, we can discuss anything, please! I promise you whatever you say!" Guo Li thought he was at a disadvantage, and almost cried. Guo Li must have great hopes in his heart, that's why he clings to Bai Yan's door. "That's right, if Bo Yan really wanted to kill you, he would have called the police a long time ago. He must have conspired against you by holding onto Linghu's body. Since he has conspired, you are basically safe, just pretending to be pitiful." Asking for help, this bit of etiquette is essential." I narrated in a very clever way. "What are you arguing about! I don't know what you're talking about!" Bai Yan began to get into the situation, "deny to the end" seems to be his current strategy. An important person yelling outside the door will indeed make a fool who mistakenly thinks that he has killed someone fall into the dead of strategic collapse. Bai Yan is like this. But I doubt, even if he is given a whole day to calm down and think, what wise decision can this dead college student make? "I know everything, I just beg you not to leave me alone, not to mention that it was because you committed adultery with him that I...I'm waiting for you outside the door !" Guo Li noticed that his voice was getting louder, and he was aware that Yingru was being held by the other side (he didn't know that Yingru hadn't returned from the house), so he closed his damn mouth and his face became much calmer. Bai Yan gritted his teeth, and patted his cheeks vigorously. Still naked, he stood up, decisively stuffed the cold Linghu under the bed again, and then blocked a pile of sundries and shoe boxes from Linghu's body without leaving any gaps. Then, Bai Yan randomly took out dozens of toilet paper to wipe off the filth on the ground, went to the bathroom and washed his hands thoroughly.Sobbing while washing, not manly at all. Guo Li, on the other hand, was sitting at the door of Bai Yan in a depressed mood, exuding an aura that was more hesitant and corrupt than a corpse. Yesterday, Guo Li died of his closest lover, and his conscience. But today, Guo Li's soul is withered. One corpse, two murderers.If I don't count. The game is about to start fun. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Let's bring the camera to the interaction between Ms. Chen and Lao Zhang. Ms. Chen probably saw a man's fist for the first time. She was a coward sitting on the ground and crying endlessly. sound comforting. I don't know how much the trust between them was destroyed by Bai Yan who got out from under the bed, but I believe that there was no shit trust between them in the first place. What about the cannon after a day? A one-night couple, a hundred days of grace, this kind of nonsense will never be seen in Ms. Chen who has a wealth of sexual experience. For Lao Zhang who kept comforting her, what was Miss Chen thinking in her heart? Miss Chen stopped crying and took a deep breath. Lao Zhang smiled. "Brother Zhang, I only ask you once, so please answer me well." Ms. Chen said calmly, looking at the ground. "I swear, this matter has nothing to do with me." Lao Zhang didn't even listen to the question, and quickly raised his hand to deny it. "Brother Zhang, did you tell Bo Yan to hide under the bed?" Ms. Chen said slowly word by word. She didn't look at Lao Zhang's face at all, and ignored Lao Zhang's constant movement and massage on her chest. hand. "Why do I do this kind of thing? What benefits do I have?" Lao Zhang said without any hesitation. "Of course there are benefits." I crossed my legs, shrugged and smiled, "Whether it's money or instigation, you can easily send Miss Chen's boyfriend away with this little pawn, Bai Yan. , can't you just have a few more nights a week, so you can fuck the lewd and free Ms. Chen to death?" Miss Chen nodded without saying a word. I really don't know what she means by nodding. "Baby, you don't believe me?" Old Zhang panicked. "Do you know how much that man pays me a month?" Ms. Chen said coldly. Hmm, great question!I would like to know the answer too! Lao Zhang looked at Miss Chen's profile in astonishment. "How much?" Lao Zhang was a little displeased, feeling that he was underestimated. "Thirty thousand." Miss Chen closed her eyes. Lao Zhang was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what to do next. "Thirty thousand." Ms. Chen seemed to think that Lao Zhang hadn't heard clearly, so she repeated it indifferently and slowly. Lao Zhang was a little angry, and said in a displeased tone, "I heard it." Miss Chen opened her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "You are a bachelor who leads the track and field team, how much can you earn a month? How much can you give me? Do you think you can get into my bed just with your stuff?" Ms. Chen laughed contemptuously. Lao Zhang's complexion changed drastically, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward. The hands that were originally rubbing Miss Chen's plump tits suddenly stopped. "Get out." Ms. Chen's tone was flat, as if the man next to her had nothing to do with her. Women are really born actors, Zhang Wuji's mother's opinion before she died is really insightful. Old Zhang's body trembled slightly. "Do you know why I got divorced? I don't seem to have mentioned it to you." Lao Zhang said sadly. "Who are you? Why are you in my room? Do you have any money? Do you have a credit card?" Ms. Chen vented to her heart's content, using the way women are best at. Miss Chen finally turned her head and looked at Lao Zhang who was cornered by cold words. Sudden. Miss Chen fell to the ground with a bang. "Because of domestic violence." Lao Zhang stood up and licked the blood from his fist. Opening the door, Lao Zhang strode out. Miss Chen was left unconscious, and the nosebleed slowly spread out. "Guests applaud and encourage." I applauded wildly and slapped the table: "One lamp, two lamps, three lamps, four lamps! The winner, Lao Zhang, please sit on the throne of the defending champion!" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Today is Saturday, the third day since Guo Li killed Linghu, and the second day after Bai Yan "killed" Linghu. At nine o'clock in the morning, Guo Li, who stayed up all night at the door of Bai Yan, finally fell asleep on the ground with his head down and breathing disorderly. At ten o'clock in the morning, Guo Li was awakened by my kind heart, and I persuaded him, who was in a daze, to go back to sleep in his room . "If you've lost your love, look for it again! Why make it difficult for young people?" That's what I said. But Bai Yan in the room never dared to take a step out of the door. I think he was afraid of being blocked by Guo Li at the door, and then knocked down by a series of unstoppable questions.He had to force himself to rest and meditate in his room until he was all ready. But is it that easy when it comes to rest?Bai Yan dared not sleep in a room with a dead body. He chanted the names of Namo Amitabha Buddha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Xuantian God and other immortal Buddhas almost all night long. He even downloaded the mantra scriptures from the Internet and knelt down in front of the bed tremblingly. In a trance, he looked under the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do next. Because it is the weekend, Lao Zhang doesn't have to go to school to teach today, and he doesn't have to lead the track and field team. That's good, today is the need for his presence. Lao Zhang got up early to go for a morning run, and returned to his room to sleep in the cage an hour later, just like before.When Lao Zhang came back and passed Ms. Chen's room downstairs, he kicked the door of the room to threaten him. And Ms. Chen, who was hit on the bridge of the nose by Lao Zhang's bold and unrestrained straight right fist the night before, was woken up early in the morning by Lao Zhang, and went out wearing a hat and sunglasses secretly, and went to the pharmacy to buy a jar of ointment and Gauze, iodine, and a lot of food went back to the room. Judging from this situation, Ms. Chen is going to retreat at home for two days to recuperate from her wounds, so as to restore her beautiful face. Finally, Ms. Chen called the locksmith to come and change the lock. I guess, after the six-month lease, Ms. Chen is set to leave. And maybe, Miss Chen will leave after finding a new place in a few days. But it doesn't matter, the prophecy will come true soon, and before everyone leaves here, they will be inseparable from the last classic shot. Today is a holiday, but it is not an easy time for Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang has held several business jobs, and now he must be selling impractical teaching CDs somewhere, or a horrible vacuum cleaner that can pick up bowling balls, and he will not come back until three or four in the afternoon every time. And the sensible Wang Xiaomei, every Saturday and Sunday morning, will obediently go to the children's American English class across the street. After school at noon, she will go to the delicious noodle stall at the corner to pack a bowl of dry noodles with eggs or something, and come back to eat, while cooking Homework, while waiting for Mr. Wang to come back, she continued to work hard on her marathon lust. Sometimes when Xiaomei Wang finished her homework, she would knock on the door opposite to watch TV and eat snacks with Ms. Chen, if Ms. Chen wasn't sucking other people's dicks. Today, Xiaomei Wang is probably going to have an adventure story. I sneered, just like the villain Liu Wencong in the TV series. No matter how different the process of Wang Xiaomei's encounter is, I have different scripts to guide the prophecy to the same result. This is what a good director should do. I turned my head and looked at Xiaomei Wang who was lying on the bed in my room. She looked so cute sleeping, her face was blushing, and her thin breathing was methodically rising and falling on her immature chest. I couldn't help but went to her and squatted down, kissed her little pink nipples, and touched her naked white skin.When Xiaomei Wang grows up, she must be a beauty, a great beauty. But it seems impossible. I tied Wang Xiaomei firmly with a thick rope, and especially highlighted her newly developed beautiful breasts and round buttocks, like an avant-garde installation art emphasizing childhood dreams and deep illusions. I lowered my head and gave her a fierce and affectionate snake kiss. I slowly spit a mouthful of purulent phlegm into Wang Xiaomei's mouth as a token of my farewell, and then took a strong adhesive tape to seal her little mouth. Unsatisfied, I flicked her soft nipples with my fingers. Mr. Wang really has a lot of determination, and he can restrain the natural desire and power of a single father when he gets along with such a beautiful woman day and night. "In the end I succeeded." I was triumphant. To deal with a child, the method is of course easy and freehand. Taking advantage of the moment Xiaomei Wang came back from school and opened the door, I immediately took a cotton cloth soaked with a lot of ether and covered her mouth and nose from behind the door. In just two seconds, Xiaomei Wang was as obedient as a little white rabbit doll Limp in my arms. I look at the screen. It has been a long time since Lao Zhang woke up from the beautiful awakening. He has been peeping at the residents of the opposite building with a telescope for three full hours. It was probably because Ms. Chen had completely aroused Lao Zhang's sexual desire in the past two days, and his expression when he was peeping showed a dispirited depression.He was probably bemoaning his bad luck of being misunderstood yesterday?God knows. If it weren't for everything stupid yesterday, Lao Zhang should be displaying his cock skills on Miss Chen's bed by now, right? At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Zhang, who had been drinking the expired milk hidden under the bed, was finally hungry. Lao Zhang groped his belly and walked downstairs. When he passed Ms. Chen's room, his second child probably started to itch again. He tentatively inserted the key in the keyhole and turned it around. He found that the door lock had been replaced so quickly, so he went to He punched the door hard. "What's the noise!" Ms. Chen roared angrily towards the door. Lao Zhang took a deep breath, gestured his middle finger to the door, and then quickly went downstairs to go out. "It's my turn." I picked up the naked little sister Wang and walked into the elevator. The rusted gate slammed shut, and the shadow of the devil moved strangely in the small space. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Lao Zhang came back with a bento and two cans of Heineken in his hand. And I sat back in front of the TV with a bowl of Master Kong instant noodles in my hand. Calculate the time, if the "point" when Wang Xiaomei wakes up is around two o'clock in the afternoon, I will carry out plan A; if she wakes up around four o'clock, I will carry out plan B; I also have plan C to execute. If Wang Xiaomei can never wake up again because of the wrong dosage of ether, I also have the ultimate plan D that can be practiced. Of course, if none of the above happens, but "another kind of change that forces me to act faster" occurs, as long as the "unpredictable runaway" Yingru does not appear to disrupt the situation, I still have seven This reserve plan can be manipulated, but it is more troublesome. This is where the prophecy becomes truly terrifying. A terrific prophet doesn't just pile up images in his head and frighten the world with his mouth. He also has an uncanny practical energy and a determination to finish the shot no matter what. I am eating instant noodles. Now I just have to do this. Three thirty. Mr. Wang tiredly carried a small suitcase and a damn sample vacuum cleaner, and stepped up the stairs step by step. Bai Yan sat on the bathroom toilet, holding a Swiss knife in his hand, looking at his arm. He just looked at it, hoping to summon the mercy of the heavens through this visual action. No matter how tired Bai Yan was, he didn't dare to close his heavy eyelids. God knows what kind of follow-up actions the "other self" will make. Guo Li was smoking a cigarette rarely, sitting on the bed, thinking about something with a pale face. Cigarette butts were randomly scorched on the pure white sheet, and the tools for discarding the corpse were scattered all over the floor. He can't do anything until Bai Yan notifies him of the "conditions". Miss Chen was sitting in front of the TV, holding a wet towel and applying ice to her bruised cheeks. She has to make herself pretty fast, before another petite boyfriend comes to her for lust. Lao Zhang kicked two empty beer cans, looked at the worn-out computer screen and sighed. The goblin fights on the screen could no longer attract the desire of this middle-aged man. Yingru hasn't come back yet. Mr. Wang opened the door. "Ok......" Mr. Wang thought about why Xiaomei Wang didn't stay in the room to do her homework obediently, packed up the vacuum cleaner, tidied up her collar briefly, and walked to Miss Chen's door. Buckle, buckle, buckle. "?" Ms. Chen carefully revealed a little crack in the door, and then opened the door. "Excuse me, are our children watching TV at your side?" Mr. Wang smiled. "Little sister didn't come to see me today, I'm really sorry." Ms. Chen said apologetically, trying her best to cover up the wound on her face with a wet towel in her hand. "Really?" Mr. Wang looked surprised, but then went back to his room. Miss Chen closed the door and continued watching her TV. Mr. Wang returned to the room, fidgeting and sorting out the documents such as the market survey questionnaire he had just received, and then took a cold shower in the bathroom. Four o'clock. Miss Wang still hasn't come back. I opened the door and went downstairs whistling, my slippers churning and shaking very loudly. Corridor on the second floor. Sure enough, Mr. Wang opened the door, saw it was me, and quickly asked, "Mr. Landlord, have you seen my little sister?" I pretended to be stunned for a moment.The taste of saliva from Wang Xiaomei's lips is still on the tip of my tongue. "Ah? How do I know?" I immediately showed my usual nosy look, and continued to ask: "Is she gone? No way, I saw her in the living room downstairs this afternoon, and she was still carrying A bag of rice or a bag of noodles? Forgot. Will you go to Miss Chen? Or go to the rooftop to play?" Mr. Wang was a little annoyed by my question, but he still said, "I went back to my room after work, and she wasn't there, nor was Ms. Chen. I think I probably went to play at a classmate's house. It's okay." After explaining myself, Mr. Wang returned to the room, and I also went upstairs to get a can of Taishan Xiancao honey from the refrigerator downstairs. When I passed Mr. Wang's room, I could still hear Mr. Wang talking on the phone. Probably really started making phone calls and looking for Wang Xiaomei's trace in the parent newsletter. I crossed my legs and watched Mr. Wang anxiously confirm every possible and impossible phone call, and even called the noodle stall owner to ask where Wang Xiaomei last appeared. At 7:30 in the evening, Mr. Wang finally hung up the phone and started to run away. After a dull day, it started to rain heavily outside. "Miss Chen, I want to confirm with you again, have you seen my little sister?" Mr. Wang probed his head and looked into Miss Chen's room. "No." Miss Chen said firmly. "Then can I go in and take a look?" Mr. Wang said firmly. "I'm sorry, it's a little inconvenient for me." Ms. Chen was a little displeased. If she hadn't made friends with Wang Xiaomei, her current tone would have been more impolite and straightforward. "She's gone, I thought about it, she's probably here for you." Mr. Wang said irrationally, completely ignoring that Ms. Chen had no motive to hide Xiaomei Wang. "Little sister didn't come today." Ms. Chen finished briefly. She wanted to close the door, but Mr. Wang grabbed the door panel with his left hand and asked, "I want to go in. What's the inconvenience? I just took a look and left." Ms. Chen said in a stern voice, "I'm a girl's room, did you, a big man, just come in when he said so?" Mr. Wang was troubled by the mentality of looking for a woman, and said forcefully: "If she is not on your side, why don't you let me in? Isn't this a guilty conscience?" Ms. Chen laughed back angrily, stretched out her hand and said, "Bet five thousand yuan, if the younger sister is with me, I will give you five thousand yuan, otherwise you will have to pay me five thousand yuan for the room tour fee." Mr. Wang stared at Ms. Chen, and Ms. Chen probably remembered the passionate punch on the face that day, so she quickly closed the door. While Mr. Wang and Ms. Chen were arguing at the door, Lao Zhang looked at the vibrating wardrobe in bewilderment. Wardrobe moving? Lao Zhang has passed the age of believing that there are ghosts in the closet, but he still can't understand why the closet in the room shakes inexplicably, as if someone is kicking and struggling inside. "Fuck..." Lao Zhang just paused for a few seconds, and then returned to realistic considerations. "Hey, upstairs, what the hell are you doing in there?" Lao Zhang picked up the softball bat in the corner and shouted rudely. The "upstairs" he referred to should be Bai Yan. "I was hurt by you yesterday, come out for me, who are you pretending to scare?" Old Zhang said, but he didn't dare to open the closet for a while. "What are you thinking about? Are you wondering why Bo Yan is hiding in your closet? How did Bo Yan get in without a key? Is Bo Yan a thief who is good at picking locks? How about messing around in the closet to reveal my whereabouts?" I happily read the narration. At this point in time, it is the rhythm of Plan C. Lao Zhang himself once hid in Ms. Chen's closet. But in the face of a large closed box, before Zhang opened the confinement space, the large amount of oxygen needed was not enough to breathe. "Open the door!" Mr. Wang knocked on Miss Chen's door paranoidly. "Give me the money? Then give the money if you are sure! Write a check if you have no money? Don't you have never seen a check for such a small business?" Ms. Chen was furious, but bitter words are what she is best at. Weapons, separated by a door, the use of this weapon is even more unscrupulous. Especially, a weak woman who suffered a big loss under the fists of two men just yesterday. I started humming the Beatles' Yellow Submarine again, involuntarily. Stepping on the non-existent drum pedal, strumming the non-existent guitar with both hands, shaking the body back and forth, intoxicated. "There must be a limit to joking. If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of your eyes. Don't say I didn't give you a chance." Lao Zhang warned "Bo Yan" in the closet, his left hand slowly approached the handle of the closet, and his right hand held the bat in the air. nervous. Wardrobe. dispute. stalemate. blank. "Clang!" The elevator gears are slowly snapping together. Yingru was wearing a wet black raincoat, carrying a "hollow kitty" pink plastic bag in her hand, and pressed "Up". Rain dripped down the brim of the black rain hat and burst on the floor. Inside the deliberately lowered hat, there is a faint pink corner of the mouth.