When the fat sister said this, her tone was angry and helpless, as if the mental hospital in her mouth had become a place outside the law to some extent.

"The judge decided that the demon had suffered mental trauma, that he had killed my family, and that he was only being forcibly treated......"

Two lines of clear tears flowed, and the fat sister almost couldn't cry.

As soon as these words came out, the chaotic noise of the surrounding crowd gradually subsided.

The fat sister's cry about the injustice of fate seems to be an introduction, teaching everyone present to recall their own memories of injustice.

In the face of the injustice in the world, if they can't resist, it seems that they can only bear it silently, or they can be silent.

But there was one man who was not silent,

Qi Xuance,

The young owner of Pingjiang Lane slowly stood up.

The old man once said:

You have to learn to keep your mouth shut when everyone is speaking, and you have to be brave enough to speak up when everyone is talking.

Qi Xuance remembered this sentence very well.

therefore

He will choose not to distinguish when facing the accusations of the onlookers,

And now, when everyone is silent, he stands up as a matter of course.

"Can you still walk?" said a soft voice, calm.

The fat eldest sister nodded, she had shed a lot of blood, but she was wide and fat, and there was no big problem except for her pale face.

"Then lead the way. ”

The fat eldest sister hesitated, "Go...... Where are you going?" and then reacted suddenly, and said in disbelief: "Little fairy, you...... Would you like to help me?"

Qi Xuance walked around the table and bent his fingers to tap the tabletop.

"Mental illness has nothing to do with the distortion of the soul, the soul of the devil must be very aggrieved in the shell of a human being, I am here to help you and help him. ”

The fat eldest sister didn't understand much, and she didn't need to understand.

In her thinking, as long as she can ask the handsome young man in front of her to take action, then the big revenge will definitely be avenged!

So she knelt down and kowtowed for the first time, but was picked up by a pair of slender hands.

"There's no point in kowtowing to a non-existent person, we're going to speed things up because I can't wait to fuck some goddamn bastard!"

Qi Xuance's words were extremely vulgar, and the murderous aura between his eyebrows was even more unconcealed, so that the crowd of onlookers collectively fell into a trance, and Qi Shushu had a fearful thought - he dared to scold him just now?

Fat sister Zhao Hongxia thought that Qi Xuance was talking about the demon in the mental hospital.

But only Qi Xuance himself knew that he was talking about the initiator of all this-the Hell Tower, or the Ghost Nu River in the seventh layer.

is still the same sentence, the world is in the world, no matter how dark it is, no matter how bloody and cruel the scars in the world are, it will not be the turn of a hellish creature to reveal to himself.

Because there is no kind and friendly reminder in it.

I'm sorry old man, Qi Xuance, who has always been filial, sighed in his heart.

If this layer of routine is really intentional by Onifukawa, then your old friend of the past few decades has already deteriorated, and he is not just a traitor to hell, but a pure evil mongrel that makes hell and the world unwelcome!

This kind of scourge, even if you fight to the bottom of the box, you have to see one to kill the other!

The fat eldest sister who couldn't believe it was in front, and Qi Xuance, whose face was cold, was behind, and the two walked out together.

The crowd of onlookers automatically split up one way.

Finally someone has gone to solve the injustice,

Strangely, there were no cheers, let alone applause.

Looking at the backs of the two of them gradually moving away, the people who were still indignant just now were just thinking:

Oh, my bag hasn't been sold out yet......

Well, there is fish and meat, is it braised fish or braised pork tonight......

What's the matter, no one buys anything for two yuan, and the business is really difficult......

This is the daily life of people at the bottom.

For a young man who looks delicate and looks harmless to humans and animals, they can stand on the commanding heights and show the shamelessness of justice to the fullest.

But once the young man pulled out the knife and chose to explode in silence, he wanted to fight to the death with injustice.

They were still silent, so they had to smile unnaturally, hey, forget it, we still have to live.

Thereupon......

Two yuan a piece, two yuan a piece, all the goods, all two yuan a piece......

The Jiangnan Leather Factory closed down, and the bastard boss Huang He was not a human being, so he ran away with his sister-in-law again......

How to sell celery, why is it expensive, then you have to give me two green onions......

The small market is noisy again.

All the bustling numbness is mediocre incompetence.

......

Psychiatric hospital.

Facing is a large iron fence gate, high walls on both sides, untended lawn is growing wildly, and in the middle of the lawn, there is a lonely four-story white building.

Human architecture is so interesting.

The barracks are solemn at a glance, the prisons are strict at a glance, and the schools are green at a glance.

And all psychiatric hospitals are full of strange horror;

It was as if somewhere, out of sight, there must be a bald, emaciated patient gnawing at a bloody corpse.

Of course, this was only before.

Now it's a different story.

Many sons and young people who drove sports cars swaggering through the city would also move here to live here for a while after a loud "bang", and after calming everything down the family of the deceased, they quietly slipped away through the back door.

Therefore, people nowadays usually find that mentally ill people are generally quite mental.

Qi Xuance pushed open the heavy, mottled iron door.

The security guard in the guard room was napping, he and the fat eldest sister stepped on fine stones, and the two walked towards the inexplicably gloomy four-story white building.

It's afternoon,

There was no one in the wide and desolate courtyard, quietly, only the fat sister's increasingly heavy breathing beside her.

"Nervous?"

Qi Xuance glanced at her.

The fat eldest sister shook her head, her fat neck kept swallowing, and she said fiercely: "It's expectation, I want to take revenge with my own hands!"

Qi Xuance was not surprised by this answer, because the scene in the memory of the fat eldest sister Zhao Hongxia was really terrifying, and she was also an unusual woman.

Not everyone can still shout for revenge after witnessing the tragic situation of their loved ones, especially women, even if they are a little fatter.

A long gravel road, two slanting shadows on the ground.

The lobby of the four-story white building is made up of two smaller iron doors, also with a large iron lock.

"The medical staff only come and open the iron door when the injections are delivered, and the rest of the time, the patients here are tied to the beds. ”

The fat eldest sister said that she knew the rules of the mental hospital well, and its purpose was naturally self-evident.

Qi Xuance didn't say anything, but stood quietly in front of the iron door, and gradually, a drop of crystal blood slowly seeped out from between his eyebrows.

The Blood of Flatsmith Lane,

Smearing the blood on his eyes and sweeping it lightly, Qi Xuance saw that there were a total of twenty-six people in the building, all of whom were on the second floor.

Of those, twenty-five were tied to their beds,

Only one man stood alone,

The man was scrawny, with his shoulders slumped, shaped like a hanged ghost, and under the cuffs of his striped hospital gown, a pair of large hands with baring muscles were exposed.