Yang Xiaohai swung the hammer, and the impact sound would resound throughout the unit, so it would be strange not to attract those guys with extremely good ears!

It's about life, so you have to be careful.

Laboriously climbed up the iron ladder, and there was a heavy pig iron lid on his head.

The thick down jacket rested on the handle of the screwdriver and smashed it carefully.

"Whew!"

The guy outside the door suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction.

Yang Xiaohai trembled violently in his heart, so he threw all the things away.

Zhilen listened to it for a long time, and there was movement outside the fire door, and the downstairs was still calm. It works! Yang Xiaohai suddenly became arrogant.

"Poof", the hammer smashed on the screwdriver under the down jacket.

"Whew" followed from outside the staircase door.

If Yang Xiaohai smashes the screwdriver, the guy outside the door will even scratch it. If it's a tap, the monster just responds with a "whoop" and doesn't bother scratching the door.

"Oumusi Louis".

Yang Xiaohai became happier the more he smashed it, and it seemed that his crazy thirst had faded a little.

After such a tap, the lock has not yet opened, but Yang Xiaohai has made a new discovery: it is likely that the outside of the door is the same as him: there are no friends and no family. One and a group, the difficulty level is completely different.

The hammer struck the screwdriver again and again, and a different kind of emotion gradually grew. Some are hot, some are longing, some are excited. It's as if there's a strange and seductive world outside the pig iron lid!

"Ding", the sound of metal cracking brought back the flying emotions. Shake off the stiff and numb hand, discard the broken screwdriver, and there is a spare one anyway.

In the farewell sound of the monster's "whoop", Yang Xiaohai, who was wearing pajamas, touched the edge of the lid.

"Bang dang."

Yang Xiaohai removed the broken lock, lifted it up with one hand, and the heavy pig iron lid actually flew out entirely, making a series of "clanging" sounds.

Not surprisingly, downstairs was a mess of ghosts crying wolves again.

The blurred sun overhead was not clear, but it was enough to illuminate the eyes.

Before people climbed up, the long-lost crisp air filled the tip of the nose.

Take a deep breath, and your sluggish nerves are shaken.

Yang Xiaohai licked his dry lips and hung himself up with kicks.

The old otaku, who squirmed upwards like a clumsy maggot, raised his head suddenly, and finally saw the scenery of his house for the first time in his life.

There was no snow on the roof, and a rusty tin can stood a little farther away.

If memory serves, it should be a matter of stockpiling fire water.

There was a flutter, and it could be regarded as throwing his feet on the ground.

The throat and eyes are burning and uncomfortable.

Go straight to the jug and find the faucet. After twisting it a few times, he leaned over and opened his mouth without waiting for the water to flow out.

When the water slid down his throat, Yang Xiaohai almost screamed in comfort. Although it was bitter, astringent and full of rust, it still didn't prevent him from filling himself with water!

The stomach was full of water, but Yang Xiaohai was annoyed - why didn't he climb up earlier?

Looking at the jug in front of him, Yang Xiaohai estimated that with him and Qian Yi alone, it would not be a problem to drink for half a year.

The thirst before was like a joke. The road is tortuous, and the result is good. The annoyance was relieved in a few seconds, Yang Xiaohai is not the sensitive person who is sad and sad.

Turn off the faucet, straighten up, and walk around the tin can. Yang Xiaohai wanted to go home and get some containers. After all, there is still a Qian Yiquan who can't move pointing at him!

Bypassing the jug, he suddenly stopped his feet.

I was attracted by a rare contraption: a large piece of colorful cloth with bells and whistles swaying and dancing in the corner of the roof. The flower cloth was not blown away by the wind because it was still connected to a large basket woven of bamboo and rattan underneath.

This thing looks like a hot air balloon, huh?

Judging by the size of the basket, this is still a big balloon with three passengers. Yang Xiaohai had seen this thing on TV.

The hot air balloon is not badly damaged, and it seems to be still usable. He immediately imagined a hot air balloon flying through the sky. After all, every boy has dreamed of flying in the sky.

Before the dream unfolded, he immediately "saw" the tragic appearance of himself falling into a cake from a high altitude.

Shake your head and drive whimsical ideas out of your head.

Just kidding, he's not 0007, how can he get started quickly without learning any means of transportation?

But such a rare thing suddenly appeared in front of you, you have to take a look at it, and satisfy your curiosity, right?

I vaguely remember that I seemed to have heard a loud bang in my dream. Is this going to be the end of this thing on my head? As the tallest high-rise building in the neighborhood, does my home also have the function of absorbing hot air balloons?

No matter what, since it falls on the roof, that's my thing.

Yang Xiaohai walked straight to the hot air balloon and lifted the colorful cloth with bells and whistles.

Sure enough, even the "three-seater" gondola space is not very large, which can only accommodate two people to sit down and stretch their feet.

Surprisingly, the basket was not empty, and a man in a suit was facing away from him.

Yang Xiaohai was startled, let go of the colored cloth, and felt quite at a loss: "You, hello." ”

The man in the suit did not answer, still holding his back to him. However, his legs twitched, and he stood up in an extremely strange posture.

"Hey, are you a human or a ghost? If you don't agree, I'll beat you! Yang Xiaohai shouted inwardly, in order to strengthen his courage. A hammer and a spare screwdriver were also taken out.

Staring at the broad back, the strong uneasiness churned violently - although the suit was well-made and the materials were high-end, it was really too dirty. Just from the comparison of figures, the other party is much taller and burlier than himself. And what about the neck? Why is the same Cangbai as a dead man? That black earthworm, is it a blood vessel?

Yang Xiaohai still wanted to take a closer look, but the man in the suit turned around suddenly!

A pair of gray eyes without pupils stared at him. The gaping mouth is covered with green stains.

The burly man shouted "whoop", tilted his head, spread his hands, and ran to Yang Xiaohai in a weird posture to grab it!

"Elsie......"

Yang Xiaohai monster screamed and burst back.

As soon as this guy moved, he tripped over the high hanging basket and fell into a dog's.

Before Yang Xiaohai could be happy, the man in the suit crawled out of the hanging basket with a roll, limping to Yang Xiaohai and grabbing again.

The man in the suit was scratching and rubbing, and his movement speed was very slow. One foot has no shoes and no socks, and is rubbed on the rough concrete floor during the march, and his hair is purple, and his flesh and blood are blurred.

Yang Xiaohai picked up the screwdriver in his left hand, raised the small hammer in his right hand, shouted, turned his head and ran.

After a few steps to the fire escape, I just wanted to jump, but the footsteps behind me "crackled" and chased after me.

Listening to the voice, Yang Xiaohai turned his head sharply to look back, but saw a mouthful of sharp green teeth and a foul smell biting his neck.

In a panic, Yang Xiaohai stumbled under his feet, and Yang Xiaohai immediately turned into a rolling gourd. The hammer and screwdriver were also taken off.

When he got up in embarrassment, the man in the suit somehow fell to the ground. Two black, sharp claws scratched at his ankles.

Yang Xiaohai hurriedly shrank inward. The guy was not discouraged, climbed twice to shorten the distance, and caught it again.

In fear, the flow of time slowed down suddenly. Yang Xiaohai's spirit was highly concentrated, and he judged that the claw landing point was his waist.

So, the claws fell, but Yang Xiaohai rolled to the side when he couldn't make a move, not only dodging the attack, but also slightly distanced himself from the man in the suit.

Yang Xiaohai is 20 years old, 165 tall, has no strong physique from exercise, and has no family heirloom nirvana. Even if you are a "weak chicken", you can't be willing to be a "sashimi", right? Rabbits bite when they're in a hurry!

With a hammer in his left hand and a screwdriver in his right hand, Yang Xiaohai stared at the man in the suit. I don't have a choice, I can only fight with Ya! Yang Xiaohai, who had no way out, was aroused by blood.

Seeing the direction of the man in the suit, Yang Xiaohai turned around again to avoid the scratching. The clumsy man in the suit missed a hit, but fell again.

This time, Yang Xiaohai seized the opportunity. He clenched the screwdriver and stabbed it hard at the back of the man in the suit.

"Poof......

Like a heavy defeat, the plum screwdriver is effortless, and almost all of them are pierced into it.

Hit hard by this, the man in the suit just stumbled, and immediately turned around and grabbed it again.

At this moment, Yang Xiaohai only has a small hammer in his hand. Swapping the hammer to his right hand, he screamed "Ahh Although the momentum is fierce, it has little effect due to the constant shaking of the man in the suit.

If you focus too much on offense, there will be holes in your defense. In the entanglement, Yang Xiaohai was a little slower, and he was grabbed by the man in a suit when he couldn't dodge.

The two rotten hands tightly held Yang Xiaohai like iron tongs. The force struck, and the feet immediately left the ground. The small hammer in his hand could no longer be grasped, and it fell to the ground with a "dangchang".

Under the action of inertia, the two fell to the ground together.

Before he landed, the man in the suit gnawed at Yang Xiaohai's head. After only a few flutters, Yang Xiaohai, who was short and weak, fell into a dead end.

Yang Xiaohai, who was highly concentrated, watched the white shirt get closer and closer. Suddenly, with a salty taste in his mouth, he pressed against the broad, dusty chest of the man in the suit.

The taller man in the suit had a big mouth, but he only bit off a few hairs.

The man in the suit is nearly 190 tall, and Yang Xiaohai's body length is only 165. The man in the suit will kill and bite, and he actually chews it empty!

The enemy's mistake is his chance.

Without waiting for the man in the suit to bite down on his second mouth, he condensed all his strength and slammed upward!

"Click"

With a muffled sound, a wet, soft crouching thing landed on his head.

The body was light, and one foot finally fell to the ground.

With the fulcrum, Yang Xiaohai immediately supported with one leg, and bent his knee with the other leg to hit hard. While putting his head against the chin of the man in the suit, he hit him with his knees.

After a few strokes, Yang Xiaohai's inferior pajamas were overwhelmed, and the "stinging lala" disintegrated.

Yang Xiaohai, who was less involved, only felt his shoulders loosen, and finally slipped out of the arms of the man in the suit.

Retreat one after another, taking advantage of the retreat to breathe quickly.

Before he could catch a few breaths, the man in the suit roared again and played the "Wang Baquan".