"I guess no one is home."

After knocking on the door for a long time and finding no movement, Gou Erxiao shrugged.

"Demolition."

Shi Yu said in a cold voice.

Gou Erxiao nodded, took two steps back, and then stretched out a hand.

It was as if he had activated some kind of ability, doubling the size of his palm at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it was covered in hair, and his fingertips were curvature-like sharp nails.

When Luan Zhao saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was thoughtful.

"Open it for me!"

With Gou Erxiao's low roar, his palm hit the security door hard.

Boom~

With just one blow, it pierced through the steel, and the arm went deep into it.

Then three times five divided by two, the security door was torn to pieces, and the broken door frame was thrown aside.

"Bah, it stinks."

A pungent smell permeated the room, causing the first cat to pinch its nose and bark.

"Dog, go and open the window, what is the family doing? People don't talk about it when they're not at home, and it stinks. ”

Luan Zhao followed Shi Yu in, and as far as his eyes could see, what he saw was a mess, and things were placed everywhere.

"Search carefully,"

Shi Yu frowned and ordered.

Luan Zhao walked into a bedroom and took a closer look.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the wedding photo hanging on the wall at the head of the bed.

In the frame, men and women snuggle together, looking happy.

"Huh."

With a sneer, Luan Zhao turned his head disdainfully.

I learned about the situation from Shi Yu, this man is disabled, and after a long time, the woman has a different heart, and has repeated conflicts with the man and his old father at home, and also goes out to break shoes.

That's it, her good looks even found a few bad people to beat and intimidate, this is something that people can do?

'Let me catch you two adulterers and adulteresses, and break your legs.' ’

Secretly scolding, Luan Zhao saw a notebook on the table.

Curious, he walked over and found that it was a diary.

The front of the diary is fine, with a beautiful pen hand, writing the bits and pieces of the diary's owner's life.

It can be seen between the lines that although the owner of the diary is disabled, he loves life very much and has always faced many things with an optimistic attitude.

But when Luan Zhao turned to the last few pages, his heart instantly tightened.

Just because the font of these last pages is very sloppy, and the text is full of resentment, hatred, pain, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions.

On top of that, the color of the text is a harsh bright red, as if it were written in blood:

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I'm not dead...

No, I'm dead! That's my corpse, and I'm dying with my eyes open!

I've become...

Okay, good, it's really an eyes-opener, God's eyes are open!

I'm going to make you pay the price, so that you don't all die well! Come to a sticky end! Come to a sticky end!!

...

Who the hell are the two of them? What exactly is the identity? said that this is the grace given to me by the Son of Heaven, so that my true spirit is not ignorant, so that I am not swallowed up by resentment, and let me take care of my obsession sustenance...

No matter who they are, I just want revenge now!

...

Just give me three days, okay, then three days.

But before I get my revenge, I want to live like a normal person again, and I want to go there and see.

...

I'm not human now, and I can still feel sadness.

I once saved two children when I went out, I once guarded the peace of coastal defense in the wind and sun, and I was a brave soldier who threw both of my legs on the battlefield! I had... I've given so much... Why? Why do they look at me like that! Why the hell is that!

Is it just because I... Is it a cripple?

Fortunately, there was another person I had never met who helped me, and I felt that there was still salvation in this world.

I could smell the residual smell of blood on his body, I saw the soul of the war dead wrapped around him, he was a man who had the same experience as me.

Thank you and hope your life won't be as miserable as mine... Now, I'm going to go and do a couple of things for myself, I'm going to... Kill them!!

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After reading this, Luan Zhao felt as if there was an electric arc in his mind.

He jerked his head up and looked at the picture on the wall again.

The man in the frame, and the disabled person he met on the bus that day... The face is not so pale, the expression is not so languishing, there is no indifference and numbness in the eyes, except for these, the appearance is the same!

In other words, I was not helping a person that day, but a ghost? No wonder his body was so cold. ”

Thinking about it together, Luan Zhao only felt creepy, and a chill rose directly from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

If at that time, this fierce ghost who was ready for revenge was handy...

No, he didn't hurt me, and he didn't intend to harm anyone else.

In contrast, the indifferent eyes full of cars are more like a heartless ghost living only in the world.

Thinking of this, Luan Zhao was relieved, and his tense body relaxed.

He was in a heavy mood at the moment, and when he put the journal back on the table, something fell out of the diary.

It's a medal.

He wore it on his chest that day, and he thought he had one too.

Pick up the medal with a line engraved on the back:

[I would like to pay my respects to all the soldiers who participated in that battlefield and contributed to the strength of the Empire, and the people of the Empire will never forget you!] 】

"Hmph, hmph."

The medal was slowly held in his hand, and Luan Zhao raised his head and looked at the photo frame and smiled.

"Damn, this guy is so miserable, he can't be blinded! Come and see, he's all rotten. ”

Outside the door, the cat's exclamation was heard, and the source of the pungent smell that permeated the room was found.

...

...

"Ahh

Boss Huang, who had fainted, woke up in an instant after being thrown into the boiling cauldron and let out a terrible scream.

He struggled desperately to escape, but he couldn't because he had lost his limbs, so he could only watch as he was boiled until the lid was closed and his voice became quieter.

"Ngawang, Ngawang, I beg you, please don't do this to me..."

When the woman on the side saw the fate of her lover, she was so frightened that she began to beg bitterly.

She was lying on the ground now, having lost both legs, and she couldn't escape from it either.

“... Husband, it's me who is sorry for you, I am sorry for you! I didn't know that if I was gone for two days, you would die, I really didn't know! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, for the sake of our husband and wife for many years, you let me go, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The woman burst into tears and regretted not being at the beginning.

But even so, in exchange for forgiveness, it was not forgiveness, but a butcher's knife raised high!

The woman's pupils narrowed instantly, and under the strong desire to survive, she began to crawl out desperately, dragging the remnants of her body to leave a long bloody mark on the ground.

When she was about to climb out of the door of Hell's Kitchen, she felt like she was being dragged back again!

"No !!"