readx;? The young woman's subordinates took advantage of the chaos to rob Mr. Wang's savings, and even the previous expenses for making phoenix beds and chairs and building small wooden buildings were also robbed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Where would Mr. Wang, who was brutalized, think that he would be kind to others and have no quarrel with the world, but end up with death and empty money.

The fire spread rapidly, and the carpentry shop turned into a sea of fire, and soon the inner and back yards also became fires.

Fugen and a few of his fellows were still in a drunken dream, and the tongues of fire were already inexorably approaching them.

The smoke was so loud that he choked Fugan and coughed, and then he woke up.

Seeing the flames in front of him several feet high, the flames were accompanied by thick smoke, opening their bloody mouths and rushing towards the room where he was, he panicked and rolled off the bed, and then he thought of Mr. Wang and his lover Ailian, who lived in the inner courtyard, and rushed out of the house without putting on his shoes.

Fugen was horrified to see that the front yard had been burned for ten years, and the beams of the house collapsed in the fire, and the fire was like an insurmountable high wall, blocking him in a narrow strip of less than five steps between the inner courtyard and the back yard.

"What should I do?" the helpless Fugen tore his hair, bruises erupted on his face and neck, and spun around anxiously in place, muttering to himself, "What should I do, what should I do now, what can I do......

At this moment, he heard the coughing sound of the subordinates in the room behind him, and then he came to his senses, "Save people, save people!" He kept muttering in his mouth, and crawled to the side of the three subordinates, shaking their bodies while roaring angrily, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's on fire, if you don't go out, you will be burned here!"

Sadly, seeing that the fire was about to reach the door, these drunken subordinates felt as if they were dead, and not only did they not respond to Fugen's shouts, but they did not feel Fugen's violent shaking.

The anxious Fugen was like crazy, shaking their bodies constantly, shaking this and that, and yelling, but in the end they didn't wake anyone up.

Forgen tried to save them from the fire, but he looked around the room and thought of no other way, what to do? In a hurry, he didn't care too much, so he carried one of his men on his shoulder like a sack, and the other two men used their two arms to hold them between them, and staggered towards the door.

By this time, the house they were in had already been lit with fire, and several fiery snakes were entrenched above the doors and windows, waiting for an opportunity to attack them, and Fugen gritted his teeth and walked forward as best he could.

Before he could take two steps, the man on his shoulder fell off his body, and Fugen hurriedly picked it up, but the two people who were caught in his arms also fell to the ground, and Fugen, who was in a hurry, sighed and brought them to his side again.

At this time, the doors and windows had already made a "click" sound, and it seemed that the death knell had been sounded to them.

Just as Fogen was putting two of them on his back and dragging them out of the house, the doorbeam fell off and hit Fugen's head impartially, and Fugen fainted and fell into the flames.

I don't know how long later, when Fogen woke up again, he found himself lying on his stomach on the snow, and in addition to the thick snow, there were two charred corpses on his body.

Fugen's face was badly burned and deformed, his hair had been charred, and his body was badly burned, he gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty, his eyes were full of ashes and snow everywhere he looked, and he once again thought of his master Mr. Wang and his lover Ailian, and he didn't care about feeling his pain, so he rushed to the side of the ruins where the inner courtyard was.

He knelt on the ground, began to churn the ruins with his hands, and prayed to God to bless Mr. Wang and his Ai Lian to be able to survive the death of Chengxiang.

He cut his hands, all his fingernails fell off, and his knees were worn out, and he cleaned up all the ruins of the inner courtyard, but the pity was that he had removed the burnt ashes and broken walls in the ruins, and found nothing, not even the bones of Mr. Wang and Ailian, or even the objects they were wearing, no, nothing.

Fugen knelt in the ruins, staring blankly at everything around him, his heart was like a knife, heartbroken, he looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, and fainted again.

When he woke up again, he saw that someone had already started to clean up the ruins, and it was no one else who cleaned up the ruins, it was the people under the wicked woman, and he realized that it was the wicked woman who killed Mr. Wang and his lover Ailian, and the wicked woman was the murderer, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and beat the ground with his hands, but he had no choice but to leave secretly.

Walking down the street, Fogen is like a lonely ghost who has been left behind, and when he sees him, both men and women, young and old, are shocked.

A group of policemen ran past him, then turned back and scolded, "Which morgue did you sneak out of, your clothes are tattered, dusty, and ugly? ”

The rest of the policemen also began to laugh and insult Fugen, he endured it silently at first, not wanting to cause trouble, but unexpectedly, these guys who bullied the weak and feared the hard turned out to be endless, and Fugen, who was in pain in his heart, couldn't bear it anymore and broke out.

"You brutes," Fugen roared, pointing to the crowd of onlookers, "do you think I'm going to be as afraid of you as they are? Hmph, you're wrong, I'm not afraid of anyone! Don't you all have things in your hands, don't you beat innocent people at every turn? Come on, come and beat me, I'm waiting here, you come and try!"

The policemen were stunned, they looked at each other, and they didn't dare to take any action against Fogen.

"Come on," said Fugan disdainfully, "you think you are so powerful, tell you that I am the devil, I am a lonely ghost, my stomach is full of anger, and I have nowhere to vent, you are here, just in time!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the already terrified cops.

The policemen were unexpectedly stunned by Fogen's words, and they slowly retreated, their faces full of horror, and suddenly someone behind them shouted: "Run, he is the devil, do you really want the devil to eat us?"

Before the words fell, I saw that the policemen behind had run out dozens of meters, and the three or four policemen facing Fugen collided together, panicked, and crawled and rolled away into the distance.

"The devil is coming. ”

"Run, the devil is coming to arrest someone!"

"The zombies have come back to life, and they have come out to eat people!"

"Run, run!"

The frightened policemen shouted as they ran, and many passers-by who didn't know the situation were also frightened when they saw Fugen, so they turned around and ran, and for a time the whole street was chaotic and chaotic everywhere.

At that moment, not to mention that because of the passers-by who saw Fugen fleeing everywhere, even Fugen himself felt that he really seemed to have become a devil and a resurrected zombie.

From this incident alone, it is not difficult to see how much Fugen was traumatized by the fire, how much his appearance was changed, and how much his heart was hurt!

At first, Fugen had nowhere else to go, but wandered around aimlessly, because no one dared to see him, let alone take him in. The cheerful young man of the past, the happy and happy life of the past, seemed to have evaporated in the blink of an eye, replaced by endless sorrow, a lingering nightmare, and a wandering without support.

Fugen thinks about Ailian, and when he thinks of Ailian, he has lost his enthusiasm and confidence in life, and his mind is full of only two things, one is longing, and the other is hatred.

"I can't die like this," Fugen thought about killing himself, feeling that there was no point in living, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea, "I died like this, and I didn't have the face to see Mr. Wang and Ailian." Since God had mercy on me and let me survive by luck, that is, let me avenge those who died unjustly, how can I die without revenge?"

Thinking of this, Fugen was no longer confused, and he began to think about revenge.

At one point, Fogen thought of the police station, although he was disappointed in the performance of the police from the bottom of his heart, but in desperation, he still wanted to give it a try, try his luck, in case he met a good person, in case they still had a clear conscience, and decided for him and administered justice, it is not impossible!

He went to the police station three times, and although the circumstances were different, the final result was the same.

The first time he went to the police station, before he reached the door, two policemen standing guard with guns on their shoulders saw him from afar, so they ran inside in terror, locked the gate, stood in the courtyard and pointed at Forgen and reprimanded:

"You monster, you dare to run to the police station to spread wild, you are too rampant, aren't you afraid of guns?"

"I'm not a demon," said Fugen in an almost pleading tone, "I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to avenge me, I want you to do justice for me and avenge me." ”

"Nonsense," said the policeman, "you, your affairs can only go to Lord Yama, only he can avenge your grievances, and only he can give you justice, how can the police station deal with your affairs, only care about the affairs of the earth." ”

"I repeat," Fugen shuddered with anger, "I, I'm not a ghost, I'm human, just like you......"

"I advise you to get acquainted," the policeman picked up his gun, pointed it at Fugen, and scolded angrily, "If you don't get out of the way, I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, I will shoot you in the head." ”

Another policeman also took the gun from his shoulder, and pointed the gun at Fugen, who had no revenge on his blood and could not die like this, so he had no choice but to leave disappointed.

The second time, Fugen secretly came to the vicinity of the police station, he took advantage of the police standing guard not paying attention, like a machine with a failed brake, rushed into the police station at great speed, and I don't know who shouted--- "That devil is in", the police station was suddenly in chaos, upstairs and downstairs were full of shouts, footsteps and doors opening and closing......

Fugen stood downstairs, looked around, and was about to come upstairs, when he was suddenly tripped by a policeman's outstretched leg, and other policemen with batons rushed over without saying a word, only to see countless batons raining down on Fugen, Fugen curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, screaming, and the policemen didn't seem to hear his screams, and still kept whipping him.

It wasn't until the policemen were too tired to lift their arms that they stopped, and one by one they stood panting in place, while Fogen lay on the ground, curled up and covered in dust, and his body was broken in many places, oozing blood.

In the end, the half-dead Fogen was carried out of the police station by the police and dumped on the road at the door like garbage.