Looking at Li Huowang in front of him, Qing Wanglai continued: "Based on my previous inferences, I thought it would be very difficult for us to deal with them, but after contacting them, I found that this was not the case. Their situation was not as bad as imagined.
good."
Qingwang said with a confident smile on his face.
"Madman! You are a madman!!" Li Huowang stared at him and roared.
"Huo Wang? What's wrong?" Yang Na, who did not follow, walked into the RV without knowing the situation at all. But when she looked at Qian Fu on the bed, she was so frightened that she screamed.
She hurriedly ran to the bed and looked at Qian Fu, who was helpless in front of her and seemed to want to help. However, in this situation, she found that she could not help in any way, and tears could not stop flowing out.
At this moment, Qian Fu's bloody hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Yang Na tightly, scaring her so much that she screamed again.
Seeing that Qian Fu could still move, Li Huowang no longer cared about confronting Qing Wanglai and rushed to the bedside with a glimmer of hope.
He then turned his attention to Wu Qi. "Fifth sister, hurry up and drive! Go to the nearest hospital!"
However, Wu Qi said nothing, sighed softly, turned around and walked towards the cab.
Li Huowang quickly leaned over and encouraged Qian Fu. "Hold on, we will take you to the hospital right now! Hold on!!"
However, Qian Fu didn't seem to notice Li Huowang's voice at all. He stared directly at Yang Na, the corners of his mouth grew wider and wider, and the strength in his hands became tighter and tighter. "It's so beautiful. It's so strong."
After saying these last words, Qian Fu released Yang Na's hand, the pupils in his eyes slowly began to dilate, and his whole body relaxed instantly. Qian Fu finally died.
Yang Na looked at the dead man in front of her, and at the blood stains left by Qian Fu on her hands. She finally couldn't help it, and kept retreating and crying.
Li Huowang, with a solemn expression, walked over, held her in his arms with one hand, and comforted her softly and silently.
After a few minutes, Yang Na seemed to suddenly come to her senses, tremblingly reaching out and opening her bag. "Call the police! Call the police!!"
But a long hand stretched out and snatched Yang Na's phone directly.
When the two of them looked up, they saw that it was Qing Wanglai's hand. His slender fingers slid on the side of the phone and pressed the power button. "Can't call the police."
"Why can't you call the police! Why! He's dead! He's dead!!" Yang Na became a little incoherent.
Qing Wanglai turned his attention to Li Huowang, "In the world you understand, are there police officers?"
"We are projections and reflections, so what are they?"
Just as Qingwang was answering his own questions, a woman's voice with a smoky voice came from the front.
"They are rules. There are rules in any world, and they are the rules themselves."
Soon, a woman wearing a white cotton shirt walked over from behind, with a lazy but soft black single ponytail hanging down from her shoulders.
Her vermilion lips slowly opened and she continued to explain to Li Huowang: "Don't expect that the rules will help you. The rules are the rules. Those who try to solve problems by relying on the rules will only be counterattacked by the rules in the end."
"For example, being mistaken for a mental illness by others and being imprisoned in a mental hospital." Qing Wanglai said jokingly.
"Real existence is not as simple as you think. Do you know why the projection is different in all of our minds?"
"Actually, according to my inference, what everyone thinks is right, because the real existence cannot be imagined by our human brains. We can only perceive the world over there by twisting it into a world view that we can understand.
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"It's like a blind man touching an elephant. You touch the nose, I touch the mouth, Qian Fu touches the teeth, and Wu Qi touches the elephant's legs."
"But I'm different from you. I don't touch with my hands. I use the strongest sensory organ of mankind to explore everything over there. Mathematics."
"So I know the world over there better than any of you."
Li Huowang looked at the woman in front of him in shock, and then at Qian Fu who was still staring at him on the bed. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Zhao Shuangdian." The woman stretched out her slender white right hand towards Li Huowang. "It's our first time meeting you. Hello, Li Huowang."
After Li Huowang opened his mouth slightly, he finally said it. "Are you all crazy? Didn't you see the dead people here? Qian Fu is dead!"
Qing Wanglai nodded. "I know that everyone is very sad when Qian Fu dies, but as adults, we should restrain this emotion and not show it to affect business."
"Besides, do you have a good relationship with Qian Fu? Aren't you also wary of him? Why did you react so badly when he died?" Qing Wanglai had a trace of doubt on his face.
Looking at Qingwang Lai in front of him and Zhao Shuang, who didn't know where he was coming from, Li Huowang put his arms around Yang Na and walked out of the RV.
"Huo Wang, where are you going? We have serious business to discuss. Don't you want to know what information I got? In addition, Miss Zhao brought someone here to rescue us. It doesn't make sense if we don't know each other, right?"
Li Huowang lowered his head and looked at Yang Na who had become lost. He quickened his pace and walked towards his motorcycle. "I have to take good care of my girlfriend, and other things will wait until next time!"
Lying Yang Na on her side in his arms, Li Huowang drove his motorcycle home. His face was gloomy and livid. Everything that had just happened was constantly replayed in his mind. He was confused for a moment.
The community arrived quickly. Li Huowang's strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of everyone else in the community. However, Yang Na was choking and she helped him and quickly went upstairs.
After returning home, Yang Na covered her face and rushed into the toilet.
When he saw his mother coming out of the kitchen, Li Huowang, who didn't want her to see him, rushed into his house.
"Son? Are you okay?" Sun Xiaoqin listened to the crying in the toilet and knocked on the door with the iron spoon in his hand. "What? We had a quarrel? Boys should be more generous."
"Mom, it's okay. You can go and do your work." Li Huowang inserted his severed hand into the gap between the clothes hanger and the wall, gritted his teeth and slowly straightened it.
"No, I have to go to the hospital. I can't handle this kind of injury myself." Li Huowang dragged his severed hand and lay down on the bed. His expression became painful.
Qian Fu died, he died so lightly. What made him even more angry was Qing Wanglai's attitude.
He was just lying! That kind of attitude was definitely not the so-called suppression of sadness. Facing Qian Fu's death, he didn't feel any sadness at all!
This chapter has been completed!