Chu Ping was worried about missing the opportunity, so he walked directly into the darkness.
It was a man with yellow hair, short and thin.
Chu Ping stopped at a certain distance from the yellow-haired man to prevent him from getting angry suddenly and hurting himself.
"I came here to meet my friend. Have you seen a woman?"
Chu Ping was worried about surprising the homeless man on the first floor, so he kept his voice low.
The yellow-haired man seemed to be unable to see Chu Ping at all, and wandered past him.
Chu Ping was confused and followed the yellow-haired man.
The yellow-haired man came to the window and jumped directly from above without hesitation.
Chu Ping did not expect to see such a scene, so he hurriedly approached the window and looked down.
There was a bloody mess below. The yellow-haired man's head hit the stone directly, and his brains scattered out. The scarlet liquid flowed out from under his body, and then slowly spread, like a bloody river, gradually moving towards the distant place.
Darkness spreads.
"It seems a little miserable."
Chu Ping couldn't bear to look at the scene below.
Just when Chu Ping was about to retract his gaze, the yellow-haired man who had just jumped downstairs actually moved. His shattered head was hanging on his neck, crookedly, as if it would fall off completely with just a little force.
The twisted limbs make the yellow-haired man walk very uncoordinated. Basically, he will fall down every step, and then slowly get up. He is like a hero who never gives up. No matter how many times he falls, he will always rise from the original position.
He climbed up and stumbled towards the building.
"It's so inspiring." Chu Ping looked at the yellow-haired man who fell every step of the way, and felt a hint of admiration in his heart.
"But this is only the second floor. If you jump down a lot, you will twist your foot. How could he become like this?"
Chu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the deformed limbs of the yellow-haired man.
"Did he become like this before he jumped off the building?"
Chu Ping took a breath of cold air.
"Who did this guy offend? How could he be so cruel?"
The yellow-haired man disappeared from Chu Ping's sight.
"They should have entered the building, but couldn't the homeless man on the first floor hear someone coming in?" Chu
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Ping looked into the dark corridor and listened to the heavy footsteps, approaching him step by step.
"Maybe he just pretended not to hear."
In Chu Ping's opinion, the homeless man probably knew that there were other things here, and he slowly learned to turn a blind eye occasionally just to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer and closer, and then the yellow-haired man appeared in front of Chu Ping again, but now he looked much better. The head that was hanging around his neck just now and was about to fall off has now returned to normal.
Before, it was as if nothing had happened at all.
Chu Ping stared at the yellow-haired man, wanting to see what he would do next.
I saw the yellow-haired man coming to the window again, and then jumped down again without hesitation.
"Again?"
Chu Ping thought of the person in Room 303 of Building 44, repeating the moment of death countless times just to arouse his despair and resentment.
"Are there people from the association here too?"
Chu Ping suddenly discovered that the association seemed to be everywhere.
"The association makes the deceased repeat the moment of death in order to inspire despair and resentment. However, this man with yellow hair does not seem to have a trace of despair. Instead, he seems to be atonement."
Chu Ping felt as if he had caught something.
"I heard from my third uncle that two robbers took the little boy's mother to an unfinished building and killed her. I don't know what those two robbers looked like."
Chu Ping no longer paid attention to the yellow-haired man who was still repeating the action of jumping off the building, but looked deeper into the darkness.
I don't know why, but as soon as Chu Ping's eyes fell into the depths, he couldn't help feeling panicked.
"Could there be danger in there?"
Chu Ping began to hesitate, not knowing whether to continue walking forward.
Just when Chu Ping was hesitating, the light of his mobile phone swept across, and he vaguely seemed to see a figure standing there uncertainly in the depths of darkness.
Chu Ping's heart tightened, and he looked back at the yellow-haired man who was still there and continuing to jump off the building.
"It's not him, is it another robber?"
Chu Ping remembered that there were two robbers who hijacked the little boy's family. If the yellow-haired man who just jumped off the building was really one of them, then the other one might be
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It was really the erratic figure in front of me.
"It feels like its aura is not as peaceful as that of a man with yellow hair."
The figure in the darkness seemed to be waving to Chu Ping, as if calling him over.
When Chu Ping saw the other party's movements, the corner of his mouth twitched.
“This is the first time I’ve seen someone so enthusiastic.”
Chu Ping turned around and walked back, showing no intention of passing by.
"If you take such initiative, nothing good will happen."
The figure in the darkness did not expect that Chu Ping would choose to leave. His figure stagnated for a moment, and then began to rush towards Chu Ping.
"Oh no! Why did he catch up? There's no need to be so enthusiastic!"
Chu Ping started to run wildly. When he was at No. 44 Xingfu Road, his physical strength was almost exhausted. Now he met someone so enthusiastic. Even if Bolt came, he couldn't stand it.
At this time, Chu Ping felt as if his lungs were about to explode, and the burning sensation spread along his throat and throughout his chest.
"There's such a big movement, why is it that the homeless man on the first floor seems to be deaf and doesn't react at all? No matter what, he should come up and take a look! Help, big brother on the first floor!"
Chu Ping kept calling to the homeless man downstairs, hoping that he would come up and kill him, but the homeless man on the first floor seemed to ignore Chu Ping's voice, and there was even a faint sound of snoring.
"unacceptable!"
Chu Ping was speechless for a while. He really couldn't run anymore. Fortunately, there was the stairs leading to the third floor in front of him. Chu Ping used his last strength to climb up the stairs.
The faint light from the mobile phone shone behind Chu Ping, and a strong, tall middle-aged man appeared in his sight.
The appearance of the middle-aged man was quite normal, except that there was a big hole in his abdomen, and all the intestines and internal organs inside fell to the ground. Bloody red stains spread from his feet and then extended into the darkness.
When Chu Ping saw this scene, his body felt chilly.
"No wonder the homeless man on the first floor doesn't want to come up. What the hell, if it were me, I wouldn't come up even if I were beaten to death."
The middle-aged man, dragging his intestines and entrails, continued to walk towards Chu Ping.
"I'll wipe it! Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang, I'm going to lose it again."
