The middle-aged man and his friend stepped into the elevator, and they rushed to the ninth floor talking and laughing.
"Ding."
The elevator door opened, and the middle-aged man and his friend walked out, took out the key, and inserted it into the door lock.
"How much does this house cost per square meter?" my friend asked.
"About 14,005, it's not very expensive."
The middle-aged man replied and pulled the door open.
"Squeak!"
There was a slight noise in the stairwell, and Zhang Ke walked out wearing a bandit hat and carrying a kitchen knife.
"Uh-huh."
The middle-aged man and his friend suddenly turned back and were stunned.
"Pfft."
Zhang Ke rounded his arm and chopped it off with one knife. His friend blocked it with his arm, blood flowed out, and his back leaned against the wall with a clang.
"bump."
Fu Er kicked the middle-aged man in the stomach as if he was flying, and kicked him directly into the house.
"Hula la."
Zhang Ke, Zhang Meng, and Tian Li surrounded their friends outside the door almost instantly. The three of them were holding kitchen knives and their eyes were fierce and inhumane.
"What are you going to do?"
A friend suffered a tragedy and was completely trapped.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
The three of them swung the kitchen knives like machines, and slashed at their friend at the door of the room. After dozens of seconds, the blood on the ground spread around and slowly flowed into the gaps in the floor tiles.
inside the house.
The middle-aged man was kicked, and he suddenly stood up and ran for his life. Fu Er was chasing after him. After two steps, he pushed him up and raised his knife to chop him into pieces.
"Pfft."
A middle-aged man was stabbed in the back, and he had to run again as soon as he took a step.
Fu Er paused his arm behind his head, stared at the middle-aged thigh, accumulated strength for 0.1 seconds, and swung it with all his strength.
"puff,."
The chop was so severe that half of the kitchen knife's blade had not penetrated into the flesh of the thigh.
"boil,."
The middle-aged man jumped half a meter high and fell directly to the ground in unbearable pain. At this time, three people from outside rushed in. Without any explanation, they swung the murder weapon again under the dim light coming from the door.
Four people surrounded the middle-aged man and chopped him more than twenty times. Blood spattered on the ground and walls. There was no light in the room and the light was very dark. At first, the middle-aged man resisted a few times. Later, the man seemed to have expired and was lying on the bed. He stood motionless on the ground, letting the kitchen knife fall on himself.
After a full two or three minutes, the four of them stopped when they heard the sound of the elevator outside.
"Get your things and leave as soon as you're done."
Zhang Ke gasped violently and said something.
Later, Zhang Ke took the wallet away from the middle-aged man in the dark, and the other three people went separately and rummaged through the bedside table, standing cabinet, TV cabinet outside the room, under the coffee table, and the computer table, and then took away the cash and valuable watches. He put the things in his bag and ran out.
"ah,."
Outside the door, the girl opposite who had just returned home looked at the dead bodies and blood on the ground. She screamed in fright and slammed the elevator door, her legs shaking unconsciously.
"Hula la."
Zhang Ke and the other four people rushed out and ignored her at all. They entered the stairwell and ran frantically downstairs.
Inside the house, only the dots of light from the door came in. The middle-aged man lying on the ground suddenly tried to get up with a thump, and finally fell to the ground with a thud. His thighs were in severe pain, as if he had lost consciousness. His face was full of panic, and he used both arms. Support your body and start crawling out the door.
outside the door.
The girl watched the elevator stop five floors downstairs and refused to get up. She was so anxious that she was covered in sweat and howling at the top of her lungs in fear.
"Puff, puff."
There was a sound inside the room, and the middle-aged man crawled out in embarrassment, holding his body with two arms. There was no good spot on his face. He had been stabbed at least three times, and his flesh was rolling and bleeding.
"ah,."
The girl was carrying her bag and was so frightened that she squatted on the ground and shouted with a twisted expression: "Don't come over, please, don't come over."
When the middle-aged man saw a living person at the door, he instantly lost his strength and shouted vaguely: "Help me, help me."
The girl looked at the ghost-like middle-aged man and trembled, covering her mouth and not daring to make a sound.
"I am a resident of this building. My name is Zhang Weimin. I am not a bad person. I have an ID card in my pocket. Please help me."
The middle-aged man's head was knocked against the threshold, and blood and body fluids were flowing out of his mouth. He was extremely embarrassed.
"Ding dong."
The elevator made a sound.
"Whoosh."
The girl got in instantly.
"Don't go, save me, save me!"
Zhang Weimin looked at the elevator entrance with desperate eyes, and with a bang, his head hit the tile floor.
"Ding dong."
The elevator door opened again, and the girl mustered up her courage and stepped out of the elevator with a pale face, moving very cautiously towards Zhang Weimin.
"Hey, hey, are you still alive?"
"You're scaring me."
"Are you still alive?"
The girl's incoherent and tentative voice kept ringing out.
In another old building in Jiangbei, Zhang Ke and others returned, and Li Shuishui opened the door wearing an apron.
"It's done."
Zhang Ke said.
"Well, sit down and have something to eat."
Li Shuishui nodded and then closed the door. The four of them looked up and saw a brand new induction cooker on the old dining table, with Sichuan-style hot pot being cooked in it.
For some reason, when the four of them saw the red chili peppers and thick oil floating in the pot, they suddenly thought of the blood all over the ground in the community just now.
That night, except for Li Shuishui, the other four people did not eat a single bite of the hot pot, just chewing the steamed buns.
Early the next morning.
Zhan Tianyou was lying in bed when he received a call before he woke up.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Zhan Tianyou asked in a daze while lying on his pillow.
"Zhang Weimin seems to be dead!"
A voice said on the phone.
"Uh-huh."
Zhan Tianyou instantly opened his squinted eyes and continued to ask: "Who did it?"
"It must be him."
"!" Zhan Tianyou fell silent immediately.
"Don't wander around the city these days. Shen Dianlong and Zhang Weimin are both involved. I guess he's going to find you soon. This man has gone crazy now. Whoever happens upon him will be unlucky." The person on the phone said persuaded.
"I've been through all the fucking blocking battles, and I'm afraid of the two desperadoes he's looking for." Zhan Tianyou frowned.
"Even if you fucking participated in World War II, you are still a human being. And Li Shuishui is not a human being now, so how can you do anything with him?"
The person on the other side immediately asked a question.
"!"
Zhan Tianyou was speechless.
"Let's hide first."
"Dudu."
The two of them ended the call. Zhan Tianyou lay naked on the bed, buried his face in his hands, rubbed them vigorously, paused for a few seconds, sat up with a thump, put on his clothes and ran away.
As soon as he left, four people quickly appeared downstairs in the community, and then went straight upstairs. The two groups met within three to five minutes.
"It's over, he can't stop the car."
I sat in the office and gasped.
"What do you mean?" Lao Xian asked me.
"He can do anything now. Otherwise, you postpone the wedding first!" I replied with a frown.