It seemed like 10,000 years before Hong Chen saw the firefighters carry out a man covered in fire from a room full of flames. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The man lay on top of the firefighter, lifeless. Several ambulance workers rushed to extinguish the flames on the people's bodies, and only a pair of eyes turned slowly on his face blackened by the smoke, and the throat sounded like a cat purring.

"Uncle An." Hong Chen's nose was sour, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold An Jianguo's hand.

An Jianguo's eyes slowly turned to focus on Hong Chen, and his scattered gaze finally gained focus. He jumped up with all his strength and grabbed Hong Chen's hand tightly. "Save Ange, save Ange, save him."

"No, the fire is too fierce. The result of the hard rush is only to send the firefighters to death in vain. ”

As if to confirm the words of the fire and rescue commander, it had weakened slightly, and the fire suddenly rose more than a foot high, and a rolling heat wave rushed to the face.

"Stand back! All backwards! ”

"Retribution, retribution. Hahaha. An Jianguo smiled, and the old and desolate laughter was particularly harsh in the noisy noise of people. Boss, come to a bowl of noodles, don't just noodles in spring! Don't just face in spring!! Don't just be !! ”

"Uncle An, Uncle An, cheer up a little."

An Jianguo let go of Hong Chen's hand, hid his face and cried lowly. The loss of a son in old age is an injury that people cannot bear, not to mention that the son still lost his life in front of him.

"Uncle An, Uncle An......"

"That's it, that's it, everything is fate, you can't escape, you can't escape." After An Jianguo finished speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored anyone again.

Hong Chen has been standing at the scene of the incident, waiting for the final rescue work to end. It wasn't until the raging fire was extinguished that firefighters were able to re-enter the scene. Entering the small restaurant that was burned beyond recognition, the small restaurant was filled with a strong smell of meat. After seeing where the smell of meat came from, everyone vomited. The ange was placed in a large soup pot on the stove and cooked alive. For the first time, all the people present felt that the smell of meat was so pungent and disgusting.

A sudden fire made the already panicked residents of the small building even more reluctant to stay in their homes where they had lived for many years. After a period of chaos, the building was quiet again. Hong Chen took the last puff of his cigarette and decided to defect to Cheng Siwei before the small building was completely repaired. After the phone rang, Cheng Siwei's voice that made people couldn't help but want to beat him up when they heard it rang loudly. "Orange, you're finally willing to take the initiative to find me."

After hearing Hong Chen's intention, Cheng Siwei thought about it for a long time. Just when Hong Chen thought that Cheng Siwei was going to refuse his defection, Cheng Siwei said: "Don't move where you are now, I'll pick you up." ”

Hong Chen was glad that he still had such a fox friend to take refuge into, so he avoided the possibility of sleeping on the street. Hong Chen was shivering in the night wind, he never knew that the summer night could be so cold.

"Hey, handsome guy, get in the car."

Hong Chen didn't ask Cheng Siwei where he wanted to take him, and Cheng Siwei didn't ask what happened to Hong Chen. Only Jingyi's air flowed between the two, which made Cheng Siwei can't help but think of a joke about "I want to be quiet". Finally, I "poofed" and laughed out loud. Hong Chen glanced at Cheng Siwei and spoke slowly. "An Ge, the son of the owner of my small restaurant downstairs, was cooked in tonight's fire."

Hong Chen's hands trembled and he took out a cigarette, lit it a few times but couldn't light it, so he simply kneaded the cigarette into a ball and kneaded it in his hand. "That's a pretty young man, and before the accident he said he had time to have a drink with me." Hong Chen said, his voice slightly choked. "After the police investigated the scene, they concluded that An Ge jumped into a large soup pot by himself, and cooked himself alive due to improper operation that caused a gas explosion."

"You say, what kind of grudge would make such a big joke with yourself?"

Cheng Siwei gently patted the back of Hong Chen's hand and signaled him not to be too sad. Hong Chen turned his head, looked at the night scene flashing outside the car window, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Come on, get out of the car." Cheng Siwei opened the car door and motioned for Hong Chen to get out of the car. As soon as Hong Chen got out of the car, he was stunned by the building in front of him. He had never known that there were such quaint and strange buildings in Kitahara City. The courtyard in front of you is a very Chinese building, but a huge coffin stands at the door, which is self-contained with the courtyard gate. The tall plaque in the courtyard is engraved with several vigorous and powerful characters 'No. 4 Coffin Shop'.

"I'm here." Cheng Siwei smiled. "This is the first time I've brought my friends to the house, so I'm a little excited."

Hong Chen glanced at Cheng Siwei and slandered: If he really didn't have a place to live, he really didn't want to live in Cheng Siwei's house. Cheng Siwei couldn't manage it so much, and his whole mind was immersed in the joy of finally having a friend come to live at home, and he could experience the joy of chatting with his friends all night, and he couldn't understand how Hong Chen experienced when he saw his own home.

Cheng Siwei stepped forward and knocked on the door, knocked a few times, and the door opened with a "creak".

"Young Master, you're back."

"I'll go!" Regarding the title of young master, Hong Chen couldn't help but complain, just like Siwei's obscene scumbag who loves money like his life, who would believe that he is a rich second generation, or a rich second generation with such a simple charm.

"The young master brought a guest." This is not a question sentence but an affirmative sentence, and I feel the gaze from inside the door. Hong Chen involuntarily raised his head and raised his chest and buttocks. Look at the not-so-friendly gaze. It was a rather young man, with a handsome face and a full body that didn't look like someone who would open the door for Cheng Siwei. Compared with Cheng Siwei, he is more like a young master, and Cheng Siwei is the little scholar who serves the young master before and after the saddle.

"Shifang, I also have friends, master."

Du Shifang bowed slightly towards Hong Chen. "Guest, please please inside."

Although Du Shifang's tone was a little cold, Hong Chen was still faintly satisfied. He walked towards the gate with his head held high, but was blocked by an invisible wall. Raised feet can't cross the threshold. "Damn, what the hell is this?"

"Ten squares, ten directions, how can this be? Let my friend in. ”

Du Shifang apologized. "Young master, it seems that your friend is destined to have nothing to do with our house."

Cheng Siwei slapped his thigh and sat on the threshold, crying with a sad face. "Growing up, I didn't have many friends, but I finally got a friend, and you turned him away. What is this called? ”

"Sister, sister, your brother and I have a hard life......"

"Ugh." Hong Chen didn't expect Cheng Siwei to come here, and he didn't have to live here. "Cheng Siwei, Cheng Siwei, don't be like this."

"Keep howling, see who's going to help you." A faint female voice came, successfully stopping Cheng Siwei's ghost crying wolf roar.

After seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Hong Chen's fright could no longer be described as a catty, except for the weight unit of "ton", nothing could represent his shock at this moment. The woman who spoke was obviously the woman who jumped from the top floor when the accident occurred at the Anjian National Hotel. Pointing at the woman, he kept trembling, and after being busy with An Jianguo's affairs, how could he forget that there was still a person jumping off the building at that time. "You...... You...... You ......"

"I ...... I...... I...... What's wrong with me? Hello, I am Cheng Siwei's sister Cheng Ju'an. ”

Be prepared for danger in times of peace? Hong Chen must have put a lot of hard work into the names of these two sisters and brothers, but these two sisters and brothers completely failed to live up to the wishes of the parents. is still thinking of danger in peace, in his opinion, this family of sisters and brothers can't wait for chaos in the world.

"Hello, I'm Cheng Siwei's friend Hong Chen. Cheng Siwei never told me that he had such a beautiful sister. "That's not just something that can be sent with beauty, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's gorgeous. Since meeting Cheng Ju'an, Hong Chen can no longer understand Cheng Siwei's mentality of stepping forward to flirt when he sees those women who are a little beautiful. Such a beautiful thing failed to correct Cheng Siwei's aesthetics, Hong Chen thought that Cheng Siwei was a wonder.

"Sister!" Cheng Siwei stood up like a child making a mistake, his fingers rubbing against the seams of his trousers on both sides of his thighs. "Sister, oranges can't get into our door."

"If you don't go all the way, you can't get in. Cheng Siwei, I have told you many times that nothing in the world can be forced. Cheng Ju'an turned to Hong Chen. I'm sorry, we can't take you in today, and I'm bothering you to find a place to live and settle down. ”

Cheng Ju'an's words were right, Hong Chen also knew that he couldn't break through the wall that was invisible in front of the No. 4 coffin shop, but he just didn't like to listen to Cheng Ju'an's words of acceptance. He had nowhere to live, but he was not so depressed that he had to ask a woman to take him in under false pretenses. "Sorry excuse me, I'll go."

"Orange, don't go, sister, Orange is my only friend."

Cheng Juan glanced at Cheng Siwei coldly. "Shifang, send Cheng Siwei to his room, close the door, and send off guests!"

Until the door of the No. 4 coffin shop slammed shut, Hong Chen still stood in front of the door, trying to poke at the quaint door with his fingers, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"The living live, the dead die, and all beings suffer." A shriveled hand slapped Hong Chen's shoulder. "Boy, get out of the way, you're in my way."

"I'm sorry." Hong Chen subconsciously flashed to the side.

A white-haired old man, leaning on crutches, walked step by step to the door of the No. 4 coffin shop and entered through the door.

！！！！ Hong Chen rubbed his eyes vigorously and couldn't see anything. A gust of wind blew, and Hong Chen shivered with coldness. "Damn, it must be that I'm too tired to hallucinate."

Hong Chen turned around and decided to leave this strange place. Turning his head again, the huge building of the No. 4 coffin shop was gone. "Damn, hell."