The second floor is divided into two parts: left and right. At the end of the corridor on the left is a half piece of white cloth with "Men's Department" written on it.
The entrance to the corridor on the right says, "Women's Department."
I quietly walked up the stairs and took the lead into the women's bathhouse.
The women's bathhouse has been abandoned for many years and has long since run out of water. There are a lot of tattered newspapers and rat droppings scattered on the ground. There are two rows of shower faucets on one side of the wall, and there is a public bath for bathing in the middle. The bath is out of water. I can see there are lumps in the pool.
I don’t know if it’s human feces or dog feces.
There was really no Jizo, so we jumped into the bathtub and squatted down, leaning there and hiding.
Almost twenty minutes passed like this, and there was no movement around. I could hear Brother Zhiyuan's breathing.
"gone?"
"Did we escape?" I asked.
Brother Yu was worried and said he would wait and see, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case.
"Papa..."
Suddenly, a small piece of broken glass fell in from nowhere. The glass fell into the bath and broke.
"Papa..." Another piece fell in and broke into pieces.
I slowly stood up, stuck out half of my head, and looked towards the ground.
I saw a man in a down jacket sitting on the ground, with a smile on his face, picking up broken glass out of boredom and throwing it at us...
It's mental illness, Xie Qirong...
"damn it!"
Brother Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He tried to rush forward, but was stopped by Brother Yu.
Brother Yu stood up, looked at Xie Qirong solemnly, and said, "I, Yu Wenbin, have never told lies since I was a child. I can't beat you, but for the sake of my friends, I am willing to fight to the death."
Xie Qirong stopped throwing the glass. He shook his head and said with a smile: "You want to protect Xiang Fengfeng and let him escape? It's impossible. There are no windows here. There is only one exit. As long as I don't fall, he can't escape."
"He said this with accurate analysis and just like a normal person.
After saying this, Xie Sirong suddenly turned to look at the door and frowned.
I listened carefully and seemed to hear someone's footsteps going upstairs.
A few seconds later, a man's angry voice came from the door.
"Master Xie, you shouldn't have run out..." As he spoke, Wu Le, wearing a gray tunic suit, entered the bathhouse.
Xie Qirong frowned. He looked at the two middle-aged men behind Wu Le, as if he was deep in thought.
Suddenly, Xie Qirong clapped his hands.
"Xiao Wu!"
"You are Xiao Wu who used to follow Zheng Boldly!"
Wu Le's face changed slightly and he said: "Master Xie, you are the only one in the world who dares to call the vice-president that way. The vice-president is already very old, but Master Xie, you still look so young."
"Haha." Xie Qirong said with a smile: "You still have to exercise and practice your Qi! Of course I will be younger if I practice every day. I will teach you another day when I have free time. Look, you have gray hair."
Wu Le turned a deaf ear and pointed at me with one hand and said, "Thank you, Master, for this guy, I want this guy."
"Do you want Xiang Fengfeng?"
"No, no, I can't give it to you. My godson wants his life. How can I let him go? Don't say it's you today. It's useless even if Zheng DaDa comes!"
After finishing speaking, Xie Qirong looked at Wu Le spreading his hands and said with a smile on his face:
"Bai Yuqing died on the woman's belly, Wei Wentong had a stroke two years ago and now has to be supported when going to the toilet, and Ma Bulb is thousands of miles away in a nursing home in Pi County."
“Now in this club, I am number one in the world!
"Who can stop me!"
Hearing such domineering words, the faces of the two middle-aged men following Wu Le turned ugly, and their faces showed timidity.
Seeing this scene, Xie Qirong laughed heartily. The laughter was unbridled and full of madness, completely ignoring Wu Le and the three people in front of him.
At this time, one of them was obviously angry. Without Wu Le's order, he suddenly took out a pistol from his arms, opened the safety with a click and loaded the gun. The muzzle of the black hole|hole was pointed forward.
Wu Le said nothing and did not stop him.
The smile on Xie Qirong's face suddenly stopped. He stepped forward step by step, bent down, and put his forehead on the barrel of the gun.
"beat."
"You fight." Xie Qirong urged.
The middle-aged man holding the gun had a face as white as a sheet, and his upper body was shaking.
"Don't you dare?"
"waste!"
Xie Qirong grabbed the pistol and pointed it at Wu Le.
Wu Le's eyes were calm and he didn't look afraid at all.
