When guarding the door, every second of waiting was unbearable torment for Feng Hao, and he couldn't wait to rush into the door immediately to stab the enemy. When he was ready to do it, he had patience and was no longer restless.

Seeing Qiu Yang struggling to retreat but not having the strength to move, seeing his face distorted by fear and his eyes that were pleading and unwilling, Feng Hao felt happy.

Revenge, there will be no joy and joy, only hope to be happy.

If the enemy is full of courage and is not afraid of death, and raises his head for you to slaughter, the avenger will have a sense of loss in the empty space with all his strength, and even if he succeeds in revenge, it is far from pleasant, let alone enjoyable.

Fortunately, Qiu Yang was very cooperative, and he was very afraid of death.

"My parents are notoriously good-natured, and when I was a child, they were so muddy that they were reluctant to beat me. Such a good talker, who has lived most of his life without turning his face to anyone, how can he offend you? Let you set fire to them? Feng Hao squatted in front of Qiu Yang and clicked on the ignition buckle of the lighter.

Qiu Yang, who loved flames, stared at the dancing flames and opened his mouth with difficulty, but before he could say a word, he was punched on the bridge of his nose by Feng Hao.

After a crisp sound, only heavy panting could be heard in the room, and Qiu Yang no longer had the strength to scream.

"It's not enough to kill people." Feng Hao slowly put on a pair of gloves, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Qiu Yang, "But you are not a human, you are a beast, so ......"

Qiu Yang was faintly aware of what Feng Hao was going to do to him, and in great fear, he shouted with his badly damaged vocal cords: "You can't kill me, it's useless for you to burn me to death, the police won't be so stupid, I'm full of injuries, and my clothes have been taken away by you, the police won't think that I committed suicide in fear of crime!" ”

"Tiaozi won't think that you committed suicide in fear of sin, but how many clues will be left if you are burned to the ground? Besides, the strips are also people, not machines that enforce the law, do you think they will check? ”

Feng Hao tightly grasped Qiu Yang's right wrist with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand holding the lighter under Qiu Yang's palm, and asked with a sneer, "Do you like to burn people?" You like to see people who have been burned to death wailing and screaming in front of you, don't you? Let you see enough this time, okay? ”

"No!" Qiu Yang struggled hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't withdraw his right hand - he didn't even have the strength to stand up, how could he have the strength to fight against Feng Hao.

"Click"

Ignoring Qiu Yang's objections, Feng Hao moved the lighter under the tip of Qiu Yang's right index finger and pressed the ignition clasp.

A small flame burst out of the flame, and soon after the outer flame touched the superficial layer of the epidermis, Qiu Yang was stimulated by the intense feeling of dryness and burning, and he frantically shook his fingers and pressed the flame.

"It hurts, doesn't it? I know how much it hurts, I was just outside with my fingers snuffing out a cigarette, it really hurts, but it doesn't hurt enough. Hey, dog mongrel, thank you for bringing the accelerant, otherwise you don't know how long it will take to burn with a lighter alone. ”

"Okay, where to start? First burn two hands, then two feet, then arms, calves, thighs, dicks, scalp ......"

Two minutes later, a bellows-like pant and wail squeezed out of Qiu Yang's throat.

He saw that his right hand had been burned into a fire, and the most vigorous part of the flame had burned to the bottom of the dermis** layer, and he almost didn't feel the pain, but the edge of the flame body was still producing strong pain when it continued to spread, and the palm was dripping down, I don't know if it was blood or oil.

In contrast, death no longer seems to be the worst ending.

………………

When the inimitable scream came out of the door, Fang Ziyu, who was leaning against the wall of the corridor and waiting silently, turned around and walked out of the dark and damp corridor.

Murder pays for life, and it is justified.

When preventing Qiu Yang from setting fire, Fang Ziyu had already rewritten the future and completed the task of the future tablet release, and at the moment when Qiu Yang was confirmed to die, he completed the task he had set, and everything in the future should be handed over to Feng Hao, and it was meaningless for Fang Ziyu to watch or listen to Qiu Yang's abuse.

Moreover, Feng Hao's state at this time was not suitable for conversation, Fang Ziyu was not sure how he would react after revenge, so Fang Ziyu didn't plan to really wait outside the door all the time, since this matter had been over, he should withdraw as soon as possible.

Considering the intricacies in the old air-raid shelter and the possibility of getting lost the first time he came in, Fang Ziyu used his spare phone to send a text message to Feng Hao's card mobile phone before leaving, telling him how to arrange the scene and destroy the evidence clues as much as possible after completing his revenge, and how to leave the air-raid shelter after going out.

Out of the air-raid shelter, Fang Ziyu walked to the path that could be opened to traffic, and used a spare mobile phone with an anonymous phone card to call the taxi company.

The shelter is in the middle of nowhere, so there are almost no cars passing by, but if you are willing to pay extra and have patience, you can always call a taxi to pick you up - it is safer and safer to book a taxi from a taxi company than a DD taxi.

The wait was relatively long, and about an hour later, the taxi with an empty license plate slowly approached, and the driver in the driver's seat looked out the window while dialing the mobile phone number that Fang Ziyu used to contact the taxi company.

Fang Ziyu took off his hood and voice changer, sat in the driver's seat with a mask and gloves, and casually reported the address and asked the driver to drive back to the city.

Probably because Fang Ziyu didn't look like a good person in this outfit, and the location was too remote, the driver looked at him cautiously several times before stepping on the accelerator, driving back to the city from the air-raid shelter, and didn't dare to speak all the way.

After getting off the bus in the city, Fang Ziyu walked through the three streets, stopped a black one at another location far from the place where he got off, and returned to the bachelor apartment in the black one.

When he returned to the bachelor apartment, Fang Ziyu remembered that he hadn't eaten since noon, so he brought a bowl of instant noodles and a ham sausage upstairs at the convenience store downstairs.

"Whew-"

opened the security door and entered the house, Fang Ziyu didn't even check the mechanisms he had arranged, so he threw himself on the bed, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself.

"It's a bit of a big problem every time."

This world is full of coincidences and accidents, but every time it is extremely thrilling because of accidents, Fang Ziyu must admit that it is because he has not thought it through. It can't be helped, after all, he is just a little clever student, although he has begun to transform, but it always takes time and training to grow.

However, the real world is complex and cruel, and it may not leave him enough time, maybe one is not careful.

"I might need a helper." Fang Ziyu muttered to the air, "If you give me enough time to think, maybe it won't go wrong, I am alone, my energy is really limited, and it is easy to make mistakes in this kind of emergency." ”