Around three o'clock in the morning.

"Poof!"

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

"Woohoo!"

“……！”

In the earthen house, Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu lay down not long ago, and they snored one after another.

Bedside.

Fu Haicheng stood on the ground, looked at Liu Wei's cheek by the moonlight, and after being silent for a long time, he was ruthless, gritted his teeth and bent down.

"Rustle!"

A sound sounded, Fu Haicheng sweated on his forehead, and after reaching out and touching Liu Wei's pillow twice, he gently pulled out a handful of imitation 64.

"Whew!"

After the gun was in his hand, Fu Haicheng let out a sigh, and then lowered his head and glanced at Liu Wei twice by the moonlight, only to see that he was still sleeping sweetly with the strength of the wine.

“……！”

Fu Haicheng stared at Liu Wei and bit his lip, then his heart was crossed, and he turned his head and walked towards Luo Bingxu again.

Luo Bingxu's cheeks were facing the window, his body was facing away from Fu Haicheng, his chest was heaving, and his snoring didn't stop for a moment.

"Brush!"

After Fu Haicheng came to the bedside, he bent down to look around Luo Bingxu's pillow, and instantly aimed at the half-cut five-shot repeater barrel exposed at the head of the bed.

"Poof...... Whoa!"

Fu Haicheng glanced up at Luo Bingxu, who was snoring, and then stretched out his hand and dragged it towards the muzzle of the gun.

"Rustle!"

The sound of the barrel rubbing against the futon and pillow was overflowing, and Fu Haicheng bent down and gently tugged at it.

A few seconds later.

When the body of the gun was pulled out for more than half of it, it suddenly stopped moving, and Fu Haicheng suddenly frowned, added a little force to his right hand, and tried to pull it out again, but it still had no effect, and Luo Bingxu's pillow and head moved back at the same time.

"Brush!"

Pay the sea cost can reach out.

"Huh?"

Luo Bingxu opened his eyes in a daze, then turned his head sideways, and asked in a simple voice: "...... What's wrong?"

"Give me a cigarette, I can't sleep, go out and!" Fu Haicheng immediately replied.

", it's in the coat pocket, you can take it yourself!" After Luo Bingxu replied vaguely, he immediately turned around, covered his head in the quilt and continued to sleep.

Fu Haicheng carried Liu Wei's imitation June Fourth in his pocket, first went to Luo Bingxu's pocket to get a cigarette, then stood at the door and paused for less than a minute, then heard Luo Bingxu snoring again.

"Smack!"

Fu Haicheng lit a cigarette, then squinted at the barrel of the gun pressed under Luo Bingxu's pillow, and finally did not return to get it, but pushed open the wooden door and walked out.

A few seconds later.

"Bang dang!"

The door was shut.

"Sand!"

Luo Bingxu suddenly opened his eyes, sat up silently, and when his right hand was taken out of the quilt, the five consecutive hairs that were pressed under the pillow were also brought out.

If you look closely, there is a rope on the handle of the five-repeater pistol, which is tied to Luo Bingxu's wrist!

……

Outside the door.

After Fu Haicheng walked out with a cigarette in his mouth, he took out his mobile phone as soon as possible, turned on the flashlight function, and then walked around the house for half a circle, and then placed the mobile phone on the edge of the low eaves.

Next to the house, Fu Haicheng stared at the dazzling light emitted by his mobile phone, and after a short silence, he walked towards the path behind the house. He walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was at the window at the back of the house.

"Brush!"

Fu Haicheng hunched his waist and held a cigarette butt, but he couldn't help but glance into the window. And it was this glance that made him suddenly raise his arm and slam his palm towards his cheek.

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound.

“…… You've seen the wrong person, you've made the wrong friend!" Fu Haicheng said to the house with red eyes, then turned around decisively and ran along the dirt road to the other side of the fish pond.

"Stomp!"

In the blink of an eye, Fu Haicheng rushed out more than ten meters away.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Luo Bingxu's voice sounded from the back of the house.

Not far ahead, Fu Haicheng heard someone shouting, and immediately stopped his steps.

"You brought the police?" Luo Bingxu asked with a trembling voice.

"Mule, I can't sleep, I want to wander around, don't ......" Fu Haicheng turned his back to Luo Bingxu, clenched his fists, and responded quickly.

"When I was sleeping, I was very afraid that the police would come to arrest me, and suddenly something would happen, and then I couldn't find the gun, so I always used to tie the handle of the gun with a rope. Luo Bingxu said with a pale face: "When you dragged it for the first time just now, I woke up!"

"......!" Fu Haicheng was motionless when he heard this.

"Why did you sell us?Who threatened you with what!?" Luo Bingxu asked with a glare.

“…… No one threatened me, I just wanted to live. After Fu Haicheng muttered in a very small voice, he reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand and grabbed the pistol, and then turned back suddenly.

"Don't move!" Luo Bingxu suddenly roared when he saw Fu Haichen turn around.

"Mule, you listen to me, put the gun down, don't resist for a while!" Fu Haicheng said with a gun in his pocket and red eyes.

"I'm asking you, Zeng Qiang has harmed you so much, and you haven't let go, why did you sell us at this time?!" Luo Bingxu's current state of mind is already more emotionally fragile than when he was at home, so Fu Haicheng's current performance makes him feel as uncomfortable as a pinprick in his heart, and he suddenly feels like he has reached a dead end!

"Does it still make sense to ask the?!" Fu Haicheng replied with tears in his eyes.

“…… I just want to know why my brother stabbed me!!"

"Do you still need to think about this?! Everyone knows that when I was at the police station, as long as I bit it to death, then Zeng Qiang would not really kill me!" Fu Haicheng held the gun in his pocket with trembling palms, and shouted hysterically: "But is it the same now?! I was caught by Zhao Wu! If I don't sell you now, I will either die immediately, or they will throw it to the procuratorate, and at least I will be sentenced to life! Mule, I'm sorry, I'm not that great, I just want to live! I still want to have a chance to spend the money I earned ......!"

Luo Bingxu's face was full of tears.

"Brush!"

When the words fell, Fu Haicheng suddenly took out a pistol from his pocket.

"Kang!"

Luo Bingxu's expression stiffened and took the lead in pulling the trigger.

"Whoosh!"

Fu Haicheng bent on his waist and dodged sideways.

"What's wrong?!"

Liu Wei in the room sat up from the bed like a spring, and immediately shouted, "Mule! What's wrong?!"

"Let people sell, get up and get guns!!" Luo Bingxu shouted loudly outside the window.

"Fluttering!"

When the words fell, Liu Wei didn't have time to think about it at all, but first touched under the pillow. Later, after finding that the gun was gone, he staggered off the bed directly, ran to the door barefoot, reached out and touched the back of the cabinet twice, and finally pulled out an imitation 64 pistol wrapped in linoleum paper.

Outside the house.

"Goo-dong!"

After Fu Haicheng ran two steps in a row, he plunged into the fish pond.

"Brush!"

On the front and back sides of the earthen house, a strong headlight suddenly lit up, and then several figures faintly ran over at high speed in the darkness.