Chapter 1: Midnight Farce

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This is a small rental room, the whole room is only about ten square meters, part of the wall skin has some mottling, there are few things in the room, only a single bed, the bed is covered with blue and white striped sheets, a folded light blue quilt and a blue pillow, there is a simple wooden wardrobe next to the bed, and there is a small desk and a chair opposite the bed, there is a trash can with a black bag under the desk, and a cactus on the table.

Although the whole room is small and dilapidated, it is very neat, and it can be seen that the owner of the room should be a person who lives a more self-disciplined life.

At nine o'clock in the evening, with the sound of the key to open the door, the door of the rental house was opened, and a young man walked in from the door, because it was dark, he turned on the light in the room, but probably because the light bulb was used for too long, the original white light was also dim at this time.

The man's appearance also appeared under the light, although his appearance was relatively ordinary, it gave people a very stable feeling, although the height of about 1.75 meters was not outstanding, but it was very strong, and he was wearing a set of black sportswear that was easy to move, and the whole person was very clean and neat.

Once in the room, the young man sat down on the chair next to his desk and did not speak, just staring straight ahead and not knowing what he was thinking.

The young man's name is Yang Pan, a 24-year-old college graduate who graduated this year, and has been working outside since his last year of college, and now has a relatively stable job.

Despite this, I don't know when Yang Pan began to get tired of his current life, and often had an urge to get out of his current life.

"It's another boring day, and the day after tomorrow seems to be the graduation party in the class." After sitting for a while, Yang Pan sat on the chair and said to himself, "Let's go out for a walk, it's not interesting to stay in the house all the time." As soon as he finished speaking, he got up from his chair and began to walk towards the door.

Because he did it casually, after going out, Yang Pan didn't have a clear destination, so he began to wander around aimlessly.

But after wandering around aimlessly for a while, Yang Pan stopped when he passed by a roadside barbecue stall.

Smelling the aroma of barbecue wafting from the barbecue stand, Yang Pan felt as if he had also developed an appetite.

Seeing that there weren't too many people here, he simply found a random place to sit down.

"Boss, fifty five flowers, fifty lean meats, and two more beers."

"Okay, right now."

Originally, Yang Pan didn't eat tonight, but now that he has come here, he can just eat something to pad his stomach, but because his appetite has always been better, he ordered a little more.

While waiting, Yang Pan took out his old mobile phone that had accompanied him through the entire college life, and looked at the messages sent on it, as expected, it was basically all the classmates in the class discussing tomorrow's graduation party.

Seeing the lively discussion among the classmates in the group, Yang Pan just watched quietly and did not participate, because he could be said to be very unsociable when he was in school, and he always felt that he was out of place with the teachers and classmates around him.

After watching it for a while, the barbecue and beer he ordered were already on the table, and he also turned off his mobile phone and began to eat, he was really a little hungry.

I have to say that the meat grilled by this boss is indeed very good, the fat and thin pork belly is roasted and oily, the color is also very attractive golden yellow, plus the boss's homemade seasoning, just smelling the taste is very attractive.

When Yang Pan was masturbating, there were more people around him unconsciously, and his voice began to become noisy, but he didn't care about it at that time, but ate his own things, and was still thinking about his own things while eating, whether he should go to the so-called graduation party the day after tomorrow.

Although they have studied together for four years, he is basically a loner in school, except for communicating with his roommates who live in a dormitory, he basically has no intersection with other classmates, and the relationship between him and his classmates has become estranged over time.

Yang Pan thought for a while, thinking that there was nothing to say if they met anyway, so don't go tomorrow, it will be embarrassing to save the time.

After figuring things out, a hint of drunkenness gradually began to come up.

Looking at the four or five empty draft beer cups on the dining table, Yang Pan shook his head and said to himself, "It seems that I drank a little too much today." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Pan seemed to remember something, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, and then he shook his head and prepared to get up and check out and leave.

But before he could stand up, he felt a cold wind blow behind him, and just as he was about to turn his head to see what had happened, a green beer bottle suddenly hit his head.

Hearing a crisp snap, the wine bottle that smashed on Yang Pan's head turned into fragments, and then blood flowed down the wound.

Yang Pan only felt a sharp pain in his head, and the whole person almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he held on to the table in front of him in time and stabilized his body.

The sudden attack and the pain in his head made him, who was already a little drunk, quickly wake up, and an indescribable anger surged in his heart.

Yang Pan casually wiped a handful of blood that had already flowed to the corners of his eyes, and then raised his head and set his eyes on the person who attacked him with a wine bottle.

This is a middle-aged man who is full of alcohol, his face is full of meat and his face has become red because of drunkenness, he is about 1.8 meters tall and looks very obese, his naked body is full of sweat, he looks very greasy and disgusting, plus the plague god on his body that is deformed because of obesity, it makes people have no good impression at first glance.

At this time, the middle-aged man was still pointing at Yang Pan and scolding and scolding over there, but because he used a dialect, Yang Pan didn't understand, but judging from the other party's attitude, it was obviously not a good word.

was hit on the head for no reason, and the fire in Yang Pan's heart had nowhere to vent, seeing that the other party was like this, he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and directly raised his fist and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

It's useless to reason with this kind of person, no matter how much you say, in the end, you still have to rely on your fists, and don't say anything else, Yang Pan is still very confident in terms of physical fitness.

When he came to the other party, Yang Pan turned to one side to dodge the 'drunken fist' swung by the other party, and then smashed a heavy punch directly into the opponent's face, distorting and deforming the greasy fat face of the middle-aged man, and blood and snot suddenly came out.

was hit hard in the face, and the middle-aged man immediately let out a cry of pain, and then covered his face and retreated, but on the way back, he tripped over a stool that he didn't know who knocked down, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Seeing that the other party fell to the ground, Yang Pan didn't intend to let him go, he chased after him in three or two steps, and then grabbed the other party's hair and pulled his upper body directly off the ground.

And until this time, the drunken middle-aged man's mouth was not clean, and he was struggling to break free from Yang Pan's control while covering his face with his hands, and at the same time his mouth was still scolding differently.

This time, Yang Pan heard the other party's words clearly, but this made the anger in his heart burn even more.

"Damn, damn little bunny, I'm going to kill you."

"Okay, I'll let you kill me."

Yang Pan shouted angrily, and then directly raised his knee and hit the other party's face.

The effect of this knee hit was outstanding, and the middle-aged man's angry scolding immediately turned into a painful moan.

Listening to the other party's painful voice, Yang Pan felt that his emotions began to become excited at this time, and even his skin and eyes were slightly red due to bloodshot.

He doesn't care what the other party looks like now, such a person is not worthy of his pity, he lifted his knee and hit the other party's face several times one after another.

After feeling that the middle-aged man's moans began to gradually become smaller, and the amplitude of the struggle began to slowly decrease, Yang Pan casually threw the other man's body back to the ground.

At this time, he slowly woke up from the excitement just now, and the red in his eyes gradually faded.

Relieved his breathing, looked at his palms that were trembling slightly because of excitement, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground, his face was blurred with flesh and blood, and his hands and feet twitched slightly, Yang Pan felt that the pain in his head wound that had temporarily faded due to anger and excitement had surged up again at this time, and even the muscles on his face twitched a little.

Reaching out to press the wound on his head, Yang Pan raised his foot and kicked the middle-aged man's body, frowned and said, "I shouldn't be able to die." ”

After saying that, he shouted to the onlookers on the sidelines, "The one watching the play over there called an ambulance." ”

The people who were taking pictures around also reacted after hearing Yang Pan's words, and some of them stopped their movements and started to make a phone call.

Seeing this, Yang Pan no longer cared about the drunk man who fell to the ground, directly took out a few pieces of Grandpa Mao from his pocket and threw them on the dining table on the side, and then casually took a few tissues from the table on the side, and pushed away the crowd and quickly left in a random direction.

He knew that the people who were watching the melon eating just now would not only call 120 to find a doctor, but also call 110 to find the police, and he didn't want to sit in the police station for a few days with nothing to do.

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