Throwing objects from high altitudes is a bad thing.

The man who fell from the sixth floor fell unmistakably into the only green belt next to the remote street outside the window, and the branches and flowers played a cushioning role, but this did not save his life, because he had already lost his life when he was hit.

He didn't know that in fact, he had already been sentenced to death when he glanced at Li Guanchao, and the reason why Li Guanchao did not deal with him quickly was because if he used the easiest way, he might hit someone if he fell from the sixth floor.

And when he was about to pull the trigger, Li Guanchao had no other choice, but he still calculated his impact force in a very short time, and just from the position of the green belt that left him to pass by, and knocked him away by adjusting the angle, accurately letting him fall into the expected position.

It's done well, and it's very virtuous, the only loss is that some flowers and plants are smashed.

I just don't know if this hero, who is armed with a knife and a gun and dares to enter the city without taking revenge, will die if he learns of Li Guanchao's consideration.

But as his body fell into the flowerbed and rolled slightly, a stubborn branch opened his eyelids, making the whites of his eyes look at the clean road in front of him.

In the room on the sixth floor, Li Guanchao saw this scene silently by the curtain that made a rustling sound, as if the corpse was slightly off from the position he had calculated.

And the reason why he is standing here is because no matter how the breeze outside the window and the open door form a piercing effect, it still can't get rid of the smell of blood.

Even if he stood in front of the window, he was only slightly better, so he took out another cigarette.

At this time, the shirtless Wu Yong came behind him, Li Guanchao turned around, and heard him say, "Give me one too." ”

Li Guanchao blinked... I didn't answer, because the picture in front of me... It's a bit of a punch.

Wu Yong stopped the bleeding by wrapping a bed sheet around his two injured arms, which was made of blue and white checkered... I didn't have time to cut it, so it was still long and dragged on the ground.

And because the wound was a little deep and he also bled a lot, he couldn't lift up his strength, which caused his shoulder to sink. His arms hung in the air.

His face was still covered in blood, strips, dots, and most importantly, it seemed that at the moment of the shot, he bit the barrel of the gun.

Not only did the impact cause him to break two of his front teeth, but two of his lower sockets had also disappeared, and several others had been broken in half.

He still had some leaks when he spoke, and he just said, 'Bring me one too.' It sounds awkward.

If it weren't for the corpses in the house, Li Guanchao would definitely judge Wu Yong's dress, this style was playing performance art, maybe he had played two people in Nagada in the northeast for two years.

But obviously, Li Guanchao is not suitable for laughing in the current picture, so he still took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed it over.

Wu Yong didn't speak, looked at his hands that were swinging freely, Li Guanchao didn't move, took the cigarette with a disgusted face, and gave him a hard puff.

While puffing out a cigarette, Wu Yong leaned against the broken living room window and sat down.

To feed him cigarettes, Li Guanchao also had to sit down.

The breeze above his head blew the pool of blood on the living room floor, slightly wrinkled, and blew the dead man's hair and began to sway.

The room was also quiet for a while, except for the sound of two people smoking.

This scene is somewhat similar to the meaning of the ending scene of a movie in the true colors of the hero.

It's just that as long as you don't die in life, there is no END, Li Guanchao looked at Wu Yong's side face, and he had to think in his head, how did this critic do anti-drug and survive to the present.

I didn't think of this reason, but I thought of the reason why he had no brains to be rigid when he first met him.

Maybe he really can't have any relationships in his previous work, once he lacks ability, a careless will make his brother lose his life.

Maybe something similar really happened, so much so that he hated people like Li Guanchao in his first impression who came in by the door.

These thoughts flashed, and Wu Yong, who adjusted his pronunciation, said, "One more." ”

Although Li Guanchao had not experienced the feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe for a long time, he understood that Wu Yong, who had lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, really needed another one now, so he lit it again and handed the cigarette again.

Wu Yong took a puff and asked, "Why did you end up here?"

Li Guanchao: "By the way, it happened that I wanted to see the excitement, but I didn't expect it." ”

Wu Yong coughed: "The one who fell down is called Sixth Brother." ”

Li Guanchao knows that the name of the rivers and lakes does exist, although it sounds like the second in the middle, but he is definitely not the sixth brother who is the most proficient at shouting 666 during the live broadcast, and he should be very famous in the circle.

"How did you provoke him?"

"My brother and sister were all arrested by me and sentenced to death. ”

This story is not new, Li Guanchao didn't ask again, but he felt that the sun was a little dim today, and the light shining in was not good at all.

Wu Yong looked at Li Guanchao, seemed to hesitate, and said with difficulty, but said word by word: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Li Guanchao raised his hand: "Don't, don't treat me as a friend in the future." ”

Wu Yong: "...... So what?"

Li Guanchao: "When you are a benefactor, you will kowtow three times when you meet." ”

Wu Yong asked very uprightly: "It's okay to carry people behind your back." ”

Li Guanchao: "......" put down the still burning smoke and said: "You are a fool." ”

"So you're kidding?" Wu Yong tilted his face and stretched his head at the cigarette, Li Guanchao put the cigarette to his mouth, and he took a puff of cigarette like a toothless old lady: "I don't understand the joke." ”

Li Guanchao felt that there were very few people he couldn't understand in his life, but the person in front of him was indeed one of them, and he couldn't help but say: "I finally understand why you are chasing someone named Bai... Oh, white rose's three years have been fruitless. ”

Wu Yong was silent for a moment and asked seriously: "Is it because you don't have a sense of humor?"

Li Guanchao felt that he couldn't stop chattering, so after giving him the last puff of the second cigarette, he stood up and saw the police car and ambulance from a distance.

It's just that Wu Yong still seemed to want to talk, but he didn't stand up, tilted his neck, and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Li Guanchao only remembered that the pigeon had a meal at this time, so he picked up the phone and dialed it.

Soon, the phone was picked up, and Su Jie asked, "Coming soon?"

Li Guanchao replied: "No, it is estimated that you will have to arrive home in the middle of the night, you should disperse after eating and drinking, you don't have to wait for me." ”

Su Jie: "Oh", and then said, "Wait a minute." ”

Then she stood up at the dining table, turned and went into Coco's room, raised her hand, covered the microphone and the side of her face, and whispered, "Then be careful." ”

Li Guanchao turned his head, looked at the big lake in the room that had accumulated more bright red because of the passage of time, and replied: "Hmm." ”