Xiang Qingxi squeezed into the wall of people, the past is still repeating, Xiang Qingxi is powerless to change all this, the miserable screams inside gradually stopped, Xiang Qingxi once again saw the scene that he will never forget, a large "human-shaped torch" in the wall is burning, and the carbonized face can no longer be seen, only an arm can be seen stretched out to the sky, silently shouting, and unyielding resistance.

Xiao Qi, who was pressed down in the corner, stared at blood-red eyes, clenched his teeth, and let out a beast-like cry from his throat, like a wounded dog.

Ma Po lit the gasoline poured on her body in front of her house, but she didn't know until she died, and what she did would not illuminate anything except the tears of relatives and friends.

Then, people remained apathetic, and houses were demolished one after another.

The simple experience of life is enough to tell a desperate old woman that the house will not be saved, and that burning herself may bring some light to the neighbors who care for her, and that she may be able to meet her son again in heaven.

Seeing this, Xiang Qingxi closed his eyes, and the anger in his heart was burning.

There was a red-faced man in the crowd, who drank some wine, but his style was very much like a leader-level figure, this man had open arms, bare chest and arms, saw that the fire was extinguished, stood up and began to point fingers, spitting and pointing at Ma Po, who was already burning with carbon, and said, "The government spends money to let you live in a building, not only do you not know gratitude, but you are also a nail household, what? Do you want to blackmail? Who are you right?"

This leader is full of great truth, "Do you think that if you die like this, you can stop the progress of our society? What do you say is that you just have to give her a hut next to here, and if everyone is like this old lady, they still plan to make a fart and move a hair." ”

"Let me tell you, Dong Xiaoqi, don't you know what to do, you still call the police, and you also record the video, I have seen a lot of scum like you, do you want to make a fortune just by counting on a broken house? ”

"And a few of you. The leader pointed to a few people who were pressed to the ground and eating mud not far away and said, "No matter who dies today, the house will definitely be demolished. ”

"Xiao Tang, take advantage of this time and let them sign it, you know what I mean?" the red-faced leader turned his head and said to a person.

"Don't worry, Brother Fan, even if you give to these people, you won't cause any more trouble to Brother Fan. A person who had lost a few weights of paper held a few pieces of paper in his hand and walked towards Xiao Qi and them with a cruel smile.

"Little Seventh Brother, how is it? I said that you won't be out for a few days, even if you eat mud on the ground, you have to sign this letter, right?" The thin man walked up to Xiao Qi and squatted down, "Do you think that you can not sign in this area? Look at those brothers of yours? Why didn't any of them come?

"good, you have a kind of letting go of Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not live to split you. Xiao Qi struggled a few times and roared, the kind of roar that came out of his throat, scared this Xiao Tang to the ground.

"I'm rubbing, it's really donkey, and you dare to scream at this time? Beat him, beat him for me. Xiao Tang pointed at Xiao Qi and said with a cruel smile, "Haha, here and there, I remember your care for me in my heart, but Brother Qi, I just remember it in my heart, haha......"

The few people who pressed Xiao Qi immediately began to punch and kick, and after a while, Xiao Qi was in a mess, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Don Jr. spat on the ground, wiped his mouth, and walked over to the others.

Some in the crowd looked at the occasional flame from Ma Po's body and pointed at it, while others joked there.

"I'll wipe it, have you seen it, this gasoline has been burned, and now it's human oil that is burning. ”

"Don't talk about it, why haven't I heard of it? ”

"Haha, it's better to watch these blockbusters every day, it's so exciting. ”

While these people were still talking there, Xiang Qingxi covered his face, put his clothes back upside down, took out a wooden stick from the divine bead, and walked towards the human wall with a gloomy face.

The red-faced man kept saying, "Listen, if someone sets himself on fire in the future, let him burn it, burn one less one, if this trick works, everyone will not do it, and after a while, I will immediately demolish the old lady's house, it is better to die, and save a lot of demolition fees." ”

"And what about the people of that household? The red-faced man pointed to Xiang Qingxi's home and said.

At this time, someone next to him said, "Brother Fan, yesterday Xiao Tang went to his house to sign an agreement, and his girl was stunned, Brother Fan, do you know? ”

Before he could finish speaking, the man flew out and fell to the ground like a big toad, just a little distance away from Ma Po's still burning corpse.

The red-faced man saw a masked man standing there staring at him, and hurriedly retreated and said, "I'll rub it, who is this person, beat him for me." ”

Xiang Qingxi didn't speak, and flashed over his head and covered his face with a stick.

The red-faced man was bleeding, and at the same time, his body followed the slump and retreated several steps before he sat on the ground, he was stupid, covered his head, and looked at Xiang Qingxi in horror through the blood, as if he couldn't believe that all this in front of him was true.

"I'm rubbing, Brother Fan was beaten, on, brothers, copy guys. Someone shouted and rushed over.

"Yes, kill him, dare to hit Brother Fan. The men took the guys in their hands and rushed over to this side.

Xiang Qingxi looked at the distorted faces of these people, his heart was sinking, maybe there are these people who have their difficulties and sorrows, but all this is not a reason to ignore life, in the face of life, we should be in awe, and it is understandable to pursue interests, but it is the sorrow of human beings to ignore life because of this.

Ma Po self-immolated, no matter what the reason is, a life disappeared in front of so many people, they can still talk and laugh, and no one reached out to extinguish the flames, which shows the indifference in the hearts of these people, but it is really ironic that they are beaten and can still twist their faces and rush over to protect them.