"What about your leaders? Call your leaders, why hasn't the plane flown yet! ”

Faintly, Zhan Jingyi heard what seemed to be the man shouting something.

Although the girl on the side has been comforting, and the airline staff has been persuading something, it seems that the man is as irritable as a lion

Soon, the man was entangled with an airline staff, and at this time, several passengers on one side also stepped forward to persuade him.

But unexpectedly, the man actually punched a male passenger in the chin who was fighting, and with a "poof", the passenger was knocked to the ground by a punch.

"Hey, cops? This is Gate 13 of the airport, there are fights here, hurry up. ”

A female airline staff member in the back saw that the man was a little out of control and knocked down a passenger, and hurriedly called the airport police through an internal phone.

At this moment, the man began to lose more and more temper, as if he had violent tendencies, and began to chase after the male airline staff member who had communicated with him at the beginning.

If it weren't for the fact that many people saw the cause, they would still think that the two had some deep hatred, but in fact, it was just a trivial matter of the plane delay.

The girl with the grumpy man's face was full of panic, and she was desperately pulling at the man's sleeve while screaming loudly, trying to calm him down.

But the man seemed to have completely lost his mind, and his eyes were full of only the staff member, and even after dragging him to the ground, he still chased after him and kicked the staff member in the stomach.

Zhan Jingyi's brows furrowed, he was very sure that the man in front of him should not be a deviant, let alone a spiritual monster.

Because he didn't see any trace of a spiritual monster in this man, but why was this man so irritable and irritable?

Just as Zhan Jingyi was about to go out to stop the man, two airport police officers arrived in time.

The police who arrived saw that the man was constantly kicking and hitting the staff on the ground, and without saying a word, an over-the-shoulder fall threw the man to the ground, directly grabbed the man's elbow joint, and subdued him.

In the process, the man's hat and glasses fell to the ground, and for a while, his entire face was exposed.

A pale face, a pair of bloodshot eyes, and a hollow look at everyone present.

I can't describe what it feels like to be seen by those eyes.

In such a crazy state, this man stopped abruptly, and slowly rolled up his bloodshot eyes to look at everyone, giving everyone an extremely strong sense of weirdness, especially when he looked at everyone, his pupils did not shrink or other changes.

It was as if although he looked at the crowd, there was a weirdness in his eyes as if he didn't see these people.

If you have to talk about the strangeness of this kind of eyes, then this feeling of being stared at is like being stared at by a dead corpse.

Moreover, this man is in very poor condition.

It feels like you're going to faint in the next moment.

But at this moment, he seemed to be holding on, and he didn't seem to dare to faint.

……

"Brother, are you alright......?"

The girl who followed the man also seemed to be startled by this look, and subconsciously took a small step back, but quickly pounced again.

Hearing the girl's scream, the man didn't react for a long time.

It wasn't until the two policemen dragged him up and handcuffed him with his backhand that the man's pupils slowly contracted and had focus.

It was only at this time that his eyes looked a little angry, and he finally looked like a living person.

"What are you going to do? Why are you holding me, let me go quickly. ”

When the man speaks, every sentence seems to take a long time to think, and there will be an interval of about half a second between the pronunciation of each word.

This feeling is like listening to the kind of radio that is about to run out of power, delayed, sluggish, and makes people feel that helplessness.

And when the man spoke, the man's already bloodshot eyes were becoming more and more red, as if blood could flow out of his sockets at any time.

It's shocking to watch.

The two policemen beside him were both surprised, and looked at each other, and an older policeman looked at the girl and asked, "This man is your brother?" How long has it been since he slept? ”

The girl who tugged at the man's sleeve said in a crying voice: "This is my brother, my brother has not been in good health recently, and he hasn't slept well for a while, so his temper is a little short-tempered." ”

"Even if you have a temper, you can't just hit someone, you can explain it with us." Two police officers escorted the man, taking the girl, the passenger who had just been beaten, and the airline staff to leave in the distance.

Seeing that the incident had subsided, the crowd watching the excitement also dispersed, and while walking, some people sighed and said: "The current society is too volatile, you see what this young man has become." ”

Zhan Jingyi, who had already walked out of the café, looked at the police and young people who were gradually moving away, although he didn't see anything wrong with the young man just now, he always felt that this young man made him feel familiar.

What this feeling was, he couldn't figure out for a moment.

At this time, the staff at Gate 13 announced that they could board the plane through the announcement.

Zhan Jingyi didn't think much about it, and walked quickly to the No. 13 boarding gate, queuing up to board the plane to Spring City.

……

At 15 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhan Jingyi, who got off the plane, took a taxi at the airport and prepared to go to his friend's company.

Friend Gouzi, was his little friend when he was a child wandering in Spring City, since Zhan Jingyi was adopted by his master, he was also adopted by a kind-hearted family surnamed Mo, and gave him a new name Mo Wenyi.

Although they had no contact after being adopted separately, by chance, the two met at a wedding banquet in Spring City when they became adults, and it was also the only time Zhan Jingyi returned to Spring City after being adopted.

The wedding banquet was a very good friend of his army, and he was invited to attend as a best man, and he did not expect to see his childhood friend again.

Fortunately, the two were already teenagers when they separated, so their appearance did not change much after they became adults, and the two easily recognized each other after meeting, and both of them were a little sad and happy after meeting.

But because Zhan Jingyi's troops still had tasks and couldn't stay longer, they could only leave their contact information, and the two separated again.

Mo Wenyi studied well, and was also very competitive, he was admitted to university, and after graduation, he found a good company in Chuncheng, and after several years of struggle, he is now a small leader of a branch.

This time, Zhan Jingyi came to Spring City and didn't tell his friends, hoping to give him a surprise.

Soon, the taxi pulled out of the complicated roadway next to the airport, turned around and entered a new wide road.

The driver master is a middle-aged man, very talkative, and treats Zhan Jingyi as a tourist who comes to Spring City to play, and introduces him to Spring City endlessly along the way.

Zhan Jingyi was chatting with the driver's eldest brother while looking out of the window, he had been away from Spring City for many years, and he had never come back since he left, because this was the sad place in his eyes.

The Spring City at this time and the Spring City in his eyes when he was a child are a completely different feeling.

At this time, the streets of Spring City were wide, the roads were clean, and the traffic on the road was busy, which gave him a feeling of both closeness and alienation.

The buildings in Spring City are tall and clean, and the glass on the outside of the building reflects the sunlight, which seems to brighten up the whole world.

The hurried pedestrians on the road were also well-dressed, and the flow of people was woven into a sea, carrying each other towards different destinations.

Zhan Jingyi looked out the glass window, those pedestrians who were hurrying back and forth, and he suddenly realized a question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

What are the deviants fighting for?

Isn't all this the best reason to do it?

Isn't this kind of peaceful, uneventful day the day we have been looking forward to?

In order to protect all this, doesn't it take our dedication and efforts?