The ever-expanding cloakroom is now unusually quiet.

Zhang Sirui struggled to get up from the ground after a whirlwind.

It's this little white face again.

He really has a leg with Yang Zhi!

The sense of humiliation in Zhang Sirui's heart reached the extreme.

The whole world looks at his appearance, and no one wants to touch his originally honest and kind heart!

The whole society is forcing him to do evil.

He obviously always wants to protect everyone, eliminate harm for the people, and act bravely. However, I feel more and more how ridiculous this dream is.

It's not worth it.

These people with prejudiced, malicious, and ugly hearts are not worth his desperate protection at all.

Even if it is destroyed, it is only deserved.

Zhang Sirui stared coldly at the little white face that suddenly appeared, his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhou Du was not afraid of his eyes and kindly reminded.

"Now put down the knife, you're just trespassing. If you hurt someone again, your future will be ruined. ”

Zhang Sirui on the opposite side seemed to have heard some joke, and turned from sneering to laughing.

He suddenly suppressed his laughter and stared at Zhou Du, eager to kill him with his gaze.

"Now tell me about the future. Isn't my future ruined by you long ago! He clenched the butterfly knife in his hand, and his expression became more and more crazy, "My object was robbed by you, and my subsistence work was also disturbed by her." Hehe, looking at it now, my previous thoughts were ridiculous. I wanted to save the people, but the people didn't need me to save them! ”

Zhou Du shook his head childishly when he saw him like this.

"You're wrong."

"Don't teach me a lesson!" Zhang Sirui roared angrily, "What qualifications do you have to teach Lao Tzu!" You haven't grown your hair yet, so let's teach Lao Tzu a lesson. Lao Tzu looks down on you the most as a sissy with a hypocritical and fake face! ”

Zhou Du was shot several times in a row, and his heart was extremely wronged.

What does it mean to be a hypocritical and a good person? He's a good guy in the first place, okay.

Cissy? It's so disrespectful, brother, I look a little more delicate and harmless, but I'm also swordsman-eyed, thin, undressed and fleshy.

You can't just use the word "sissy" just because my brother is good-looking.

Looking at the inch-headed man in front of him who had lost his mind, Zhou Du only felt sad.

The other party obviously refuses to communicate and just wants to vent.

"To be a man, the most taboo is to live in your own world like you and appreciate yourself."

Zhou Du lowered his voice and looked calm.

"There are good people, bad people, great people, and traitors in this world. Among so many billions of people, it is normal to have hundreds or thousands, or even tens of thousands of people who have malicious intentions towards you. Only those who can stand up for themselves and protect the people can become excellent police officers. And you feel that the whole world owes you, and you don't even have the most basic qualities to be a police officer. The most correct choice for you now should be to put down the knife, realize your mistakes, reflect well, and stop losses in time. Instead of making up for the wrong revenge. ”

Zhang Sirui straightened up and lifted his chin.

Zhou Du looked at his contemptuous eyes and knew that his words were useless.

Zhang Sirui couldn't listen to it at all, he only felt that he was teaching himself to be a man again.

It's sad.

Sure enough, Zhang Sirui turned out a string of knife flowers from the butterfly knife in his hand, and his eyes had changed from pain and anger to complete coldness.

That's the eyes of a murderer.

Zhou Du turned his back to Envy and closed the wardrobe door again with his backhand.

"Stay inside."

Zhang Sirui roared angrily and rushed over, playing with the butterfly knife and flying.

Zhou Du dodged over, but unexpectedly, Zhang Sirui reacted faster than he imagined, waved his arm in reverse, and the blade directly cut the sleeve of Zhou Du's left arm.

Blood stained his left arm directly.

Zhang Sirui took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at his neck.

"I won't give you another chance."

Zhou Du's eyes glowed with coldness, and he put away his usual easy-goingness.

Zhang Sirui, who swung the knife down, felt palpitations for a moment.

Looking at the eyes of the little white face in front of him, he actually felt something like aura.

The subconscious fear made him even more annoyed and angry.

"Drink—"

Zhou Du clenched his hands into fists, his footsteps changed rapidly, and a beautiful roundhouse kick accurately kicked the knife in the air.

Zhang Sirui only felt a sudden sharp pain in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the little white face in front of him disappeared.

Suddenly he felt a warm breath behind him.

"Let's make a good makeover."

Zhang Sirui's eyes darkened.

……

When the ten property personnel arrived on the 14th floor, three colleagues who fell in a pool of blood, the security door that was completely kicked open, and the messy entrance walked in, and the young man who rushed up had already firmly detained an inch-headed man on the ground, with his face on the ground.

The young man wore a light-colored coat, and the sleeve of his entire left arm was stained red with blood.

The siren sounded downstairs.

Xian Xian walked out of the closet, still holding the kitchen knife in his hand, his face pale.

She saw Zhou Du subduing Zhang Sirui at first sight, and she didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and found a large area of blood at the second glance.

"Circumvent your hand!"

"It's fine."

Zhou Du was vigilant against Zhang Sirui, who was pressed on the ground, and did not dare to relax for a moment.

I just came back from City A, I didn't even take a breath, and I came here again, and I was honestly a little tired.

The police finally arrived at the scene.

Yang Zhi also walked out of his bedroom.

Zhang Sirui was handcuffed and was about to be taken away, but Yang Zhi called out to him.

"It's late, but I'll explain it to you. First, Zhou Du is not my boyfriend, second, it's not the job I let you lose, and third, you should be sincere in your dealings with people, if you have to disguise, it should be out of kindness. This is my reason for rejecting all suitors. ”

Zhang Sirui didn't react, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, looked at the ground, and was taken away by two policemen.

"Zhou Du, you are not Yan ...... Isn't it amazing, why do you still get hurt! ”

The envy on the side had already put down the kitchen knife and circled around Zhou Du.

Zhou Du was helpless.

"Miss, do you think I have a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt? Also invulnerable. ”

Envy whispered: "Shouldn't there be?" ”

Zhou Du: "......"

"Pinch me."

Envy looked up at him blankly: "Huh? ”

"Pinch me."

"Oh."

She reached out and pinched the wound.

Zhou Du screamed in pain.

"Where can't I pinch a person as big as me, you have to pinch my wound?!"

Envy had nothing to say and lowered his head.

Zhou Du refused the police's offer to help him call 120 and looked at the little girl in front of him.

"Pinched and pinched, can you be sure that I am a mortal fetus in the flesh?"

"Hmm."

Envy nodded obediently.

"So you told me you were lying to me?"

Zhoudu: ...... Why did I confess my identity to her in the first place!

Yang Zhi walked over.

"Zhou Du, don't you really have to go to the hospital?"

Zhou Du waved his hand: "It looks scary, but it's actually just a small opening." ”

He took off his shirt, exposing his arms.