Chapter Sixty-Eight: You're a Monster Inside

"You let him go!" The middle-aged man's temper is as tough as ever.

"Where's the fat man?" In the face of human beings, Zhang Xiaofo has no scruples.

"Hurry up and let the people go, or I'll call the police!" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man did not panic.

"Where's the fat man?" Zhang Xiaofo completely ignored the threat of the middle-aged man.

"I said uncle, hurry up and promise me Brother Zhang! Otherwise, I don't know what this monster will suffer? When the matter came, Chen Ran calmed down.

"That fat man is dead! You'd better let people go, can you afford to assault a disabled person? The middle-aged man's eyes were staring at Zhang Xiaofo.

"Brother Zhang!" Chen Ran also became worried. He knew that if the man called the police at this time, they would really be in trouble.

"It's dead!" Zhang Xiaofo repeated, and suddenly the knife fell from his hand, and a knife pierced the old man's shoulder!

"Ahh The old man roared and woke up: "You must not die well! ”

"I don't know if we won't die well, but you definitely won't have to die!" Zhang Xiaofo played with the dagger: "It's really pitiful, do you think it's okay like this?" ”

"You...... What do you mean? The middle-aged man took a few steps back.

"Do you still have to ask me what you do yourself? I guess I smoked a lot of cigarettes for the sake of freedom! Zhang Xiaofo snorted: "I have the ability to act like this, but my appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and I need to kill more and more people!" Is that really good? ”

"You fart!" The old man yelled, "I'm just tired of sitting in a wheelchair, and I can't even control my feces and pee...... Now that I have an opportunity, I naturally can't just let it go! ”

The old man's face was completely distorted and he was roaring, and the tongue in his mouth was short and thin......

"Sir, since you know the cause, can you know the solution?" Middle-aged men are different from old people and seem to have other ideas.

"How?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Borrow a step to speak!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he walked out.

Zhang Xiaofo followed, and gave him the dagger when he passed by Chen Ran: "If there is something, go straight to it!" According to the position of the heart, never be soft! ”

"Got it!" Chen Ran held the dagger tightly in the palm of his hand and made up his mind, saying that he couldn't delay any longer this time. In fact, even if Zhang Xiaofo didn't say it, Chen Ran also knew from Deng Rui that his life was exchanged for Zhang Xiaofo and the god of death and the price of his soul...... The guilt in my heart is certain. This is also the reason why Chen Ran has to follow Zhang Xiaofo all the time, hoping to find an opportunity to compensate. Chinese people attach great importance to the question of the ownership of the soul after death, so Chen Ran thinks that Zhang Xiaofo has paid a huge price for him and wants to find an opportunity to make up for it......

The old man who was tied up felt that Chen Ran was looking at him with a tiger's eye, and his eyes were different, and he couldn't help but be a little scared: "Why are you looking at me like that?" ”

Chen Ran was very disgusted with the old man's appearance of not being a ghost or a ghost, and warned in a vicious voice: "Don't play tricks, otherwise you will ......" Chen Ran raised the dagger in his hand: "I'm really not afraid of killing people......"

......The old man had nothing to say, and his emaciated and shriveled body trembled violently from the violent panting. He could understand that Chen Ran was not lying at this time, because he was just as open to everything as himself.

……

The middle-aged man took Zhang Xiaofo to the rooftop.

There are no guardrails on the rooftop, and some common vegetables have been planted on it. The insulation layer has collapsed in some places due to the passage of time, so if you are not careful, you will fall.

"Do you have a solution?" The middle-aged man spoke earnestly.

felt that the man didn't seem to be as rude as he had been, so Zhang Xiaofo looked at him carefully. Although his face is full of beard and fierce, he can feel that he is well-educated from his movements, and he should not be such an unreasonable person: "There is only one solution!" ”

"Let him die?" The man smiled bitterly: "But he's my father!" ”

"He killed a lot of people!" Zhang Xiaofo emphasized.

"That's to survive. You know how painful it is to be bedridden for so many years. Finally, there is a way, naturally ......"

"He's not human anymore!" Zhang Xiaofo ruthlessly interrupted the man: "Soon this little killing will not satisfy him." ”

"Not a human ......" the man seemed to reminisce about the meaning of the sentence and repeated the sentence.

"Not human!" Zhang Xiaofo affirmed: "He himself is also in pain!" ”

"It's all my fault!" The man had already walked to the edge of the rooftop, and half of his feet were hanging in the air: "I was originally a Chinese teacher in a middle school, and my father's paralysis caused me a lot of trouble, and a senior told me a method at a chance ancient Chinese exchange meeting......"

Speaking of this, a gust of wind swept by, and Zhang Xiaofo looked up and found that the clouds were dense overhead. The man's body shook a little, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

"Just mixing human ashes in my father's cigarette would give him back his mobility." The man's tone was very sad and regretful: "At first, my father lost a lot of weight, but his addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger...... Then one day he suddenly stood up...... But the feet are not feet...... I thought it was over, until there was a murder in the house opposite......"

As the man slowly spoke, the truth of the matter gradually became clear.

"At first, I didn't think about my father, but the murders happened one after another...... One night, I came home from self-study early, but I found that there was a sound coming from my father's room, who was supposed to go to bed early...... I looked through the crack in the door......" At this point, the man took a deep breath: "Anyway, I was wrong! But what can be done? That's my father! Please spare my father, I will keep him in good custody and prevent him from committing any more crimes! ”

"Where's the fat man?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"The fat man has seen my father's appearance......"

The man's words were not explained, but Zhang Xiaofo almost understood what he meant.

"If the fat man doesn't go back, there will be more people like us coming!" It's not a threat, what Zhang Xiaofo said is the truth.

"You're the same?" The man heard the point.

"Do you think your father is the only monster in this world?" Zhang Xiaofo scoffed.

"You ......" The man couldn't believe it, but he couldn't identify Zhang Xiaofo as lying.

"The purpose of our visit is to find the fat man, and as long as he has a breath left, leave immediately!"

"Really?" The man asked.

"Really!"

The "......" man gave a string of addresses.

Zhang Xiaofo unhurriedly took out the phone from his pocket: "Chen Ran, kill it!" ”

"You're a liar!" The man was angry, so he grabbed Zhang Xiaofo, but as soon as he stumbled under his feet, his body leaned back.

Zhang Xiaofo didn't stretch out his hand, just looked at the man who landed freely: "Monsters can't exist, your father is a monster and you are already a monster in your heart!" ”