I didn't mean to fight for favor

The deadly weapon made people feel terrified. He rushed into the crowd with a bucket of gasoline from the trunk. Cheng Xi swore that this was the most handsome moment he had ever seen Xu Gen.

It was as if as long as he was there, there was nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about.

Xu Gen doesn't bother to sanction anyone, and he doesn't care about the so-called moral high ground at all, he only knows that whoever stands in my way-death.

This kind of boldness, this kind of expression that is overwhelmed, is something that only Xu Gen can do.

Seeing this, Cheng Xi followed quickly. He smiled silently, and stood back to back with him to cover Xu Gen's movements.

I saw Xu Gen pouring gasoline on the stage at an extremely fast speed, then turned on the lighter and threw it in. The silver metal lighter fell into the gasoline-filled stage in a very beautiful arc, and the fire burst into flames. Soaring into the sky on the wooden stage full of historical meaning, half the sky is red in the deep night.

Since the root of all evils is this ancient and bloody platform, then you and your platform will die together, burn it, and it will be over once and for all.

The villagers stopped their tidal shouting and disorderly attacks, and frantically went to carry water to put out the fire, but the only water pipe nearby was from the dilapidated house of the little lunatic. He ran ahead of everyone like a slippery little snake, picked up a brick on the ground, and smashed it hard at the water pipe.

The hands of the little lunatic are thin and white, not to mention how beautiful they are. When he smashed bricks with his fingers like jade onions, no one could ignore his crazy and happy laughter, which was silent and crazy.

With a bang, the faucet was twisted by him, and the blasted water flowed out with his hand. The water splashed, splashed on the wall, made a loud noise, and was absorbed by the soil.

The villager who was holding a bucket at the back to rescue him was stunned. The water sprayed up irregularly could not be caught by the bucket at all. He could only look at the running water in front of him like a flood beast with a gate on the embankment, howling. Drilling into the soil, the fire behind them burned more and more intensely, as if they could still feel the scorching heat even though they were so far away... and there was nothing they could do about it.

Xu Gen took Cheng Xi's hand, and pointed the gun in his hand at the only ten or so villagers who wanted to attack them, Xu Gen smiled: "Xiao Xi, did you see that, it's refreshing. "

Cheng Xi's face was abnormally red under the reflection of the fire, and the swaying fire made the shadow on his face indistinct.

25, wipe the gun and misfire...

Xu Gen's favorite car is a spacious and tall off-road car, the black metal surface is rough and majestic, the round headlights of the car are on the high beam, the mountain road is very difficult to drive, because Xu Gen's car is in a hurry to leave It was fierce and fast, sitting on it, Cheng Xi felt that his internal organs were being squeezed, and the acidic water in his empty stomach was about to overflow into his throat.

He sat in the back seat with the little lunatic, Xu Gen drove in front, the little lunatic didn't talk much, Cheng Xi often asked questions and answered each sentence.

Because the three of them had just been temporarily relieved from the chaos, they were all in a state of embarrassment for the rest of their lives. Even an expert like Xu Gen would have to pant twice, let alone a half-assed guy like Cheng Xi... Well, and A little lunatic's force value is negative.

At this time, Cheng Xi had too much time to chat with the little lunatic. The little lunatic said that he had no parents. He used to live in the village with his master who taught him how to sing, but later his master died unexpectedly, so he became a lonely man.

"Then what's your name? We can't follow the villagers to call you a little lunatic, can we?" Cheng Xi joked with him with a smile. He knew that this child was not easy, when he saw the child running over with blood all over his face. , he felt that this child was a man who could be made, and he must be a ruthless character when he grew up.

The little lunatic smashed the faucet, and the villagers wanted to eat him alive. He was surrounded by the villagers and beat him up. He took the opportunity to run to Cheng Xi's side and got into the car with them.At his age, apart from Cheng Xi's rebirth of old wine in new bottles, being able to do this is enough to make many adults feel ashamed, so it's no wonder Cheng Xi treats him differently.

"My name is Shen Xinqiu, just call me Aqiu."

"Okay, Ah Qiu, I'm Cheng Xi, you can just call the guy driving in front of you Brother Gen."

Xu Gen shook his hand while driving, "If you dare to call me Brother Gen, I will throw you out of the car."

Ah Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, "I know, Brother Xu Gen, I heard Brother Cheng Xi call you."

Only then did Xu Gen express his satisfaction and stopped talking. Aqiu told Cheng Xi that his master was killed by the village head. He saw it with his own eyes. His master used to sing operas for the village, and every year he would go to the stage for sacrifices. Take the lead, but one day the master said that he didn't want to go anymore.Ah Qiu asked him why.

The master said that he saw something that he shouldn't see, and children should not worry about it.From then on, the master became depressed. Ah Qiu didn't hear the master sing for a long time, and he ignored the invitations from theaters outside. .

Seeing the master's restless state, how could Ah Qiu let it go, he must try his best to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, but he finally found out the truth after the master was drunk.

His master saw that the babies who the village chief said were sacrificed to the mountain god did not die at all, but were taken away by a strange man.

His master saw that the man gave the village head a wad of money, and then he noticed that there would often be more women in the village that he had never seen before. Those women were usually married to poor, clanging bachelors. Some are mentally abnormal, and some have low IQs. People in the village often bully them, and what's more, two brothers have a daughter together.

Master is a normal person with eyes and brains. After noticing these situations, can you still not understand what the village head really does?He really didn't expect and didn't dare to think that the village head would actually traffic people!

One New Year's Eve not long after Aqiu learned the truth, the village chief knelt down and begged his master to sing an opera for the priest, and then his master died on the stage, dying of sudden cardiac arrest.

When the master left, he was very peaceful, still wearing a gorgeous costume, with makeup on his face and a smile on his mouth, even more beautiful than any of his previous performances.

Ah Qiu didn't believe it was an accident. He went to the village chief to make a fuss, and even told the adults in the village about the village chief's various evil deeds, but he was wrong. He was overly saddened by the death of his master and lost his mind, so he soon became what everyone called a little lunatic.

He was driven to live in a deserted house at the entrance of the village, but he never gave up trying to find justice for Master and expose the hypocrisy of the village chief.

Ah Qiu's eyes were soaked in tears, but the tears in his eyes did not fall for a long time. He wanted to be a strong man, so he turned around and begged Cheng Xi, "Brother Cheng Xi, I know you are a capable person, help me." help me."

Cheng Xi knew that this was no small matter, he couldn't give the child hope but it turned out to be a blank promise, so he could only comfort him, "Don't worry, we'll take our time with this matter, your village chief is not a simple character."

Ah Qiu lowered his head and looked a little frustrated, but suddenly he frowned and thought of something, he frowned and said to Cheng Xi: "I remember hearing your name before."

"En?" Cheng Xi was puzzled.

"Brother Cheng Xi, let me think about it." His hair was sticking to his forehead in strands of sweat and blood, and the little man looked very cute thinking seriously, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I remembered , do you still remember what the people in the village mentioned to you, the program team that came to make a documentary? That’s them! They mentioned your name many times when talking to the village chief!"

Cheng Xi was stunned, it seemed that this matter was never over, why did this program crew who lost halfway mention him repeatedly?His mind was spinning fast, and various guesses and inferences kept appearing, eliminating, and arranging in his mind, and he tried his best to force himself to keep calm and think.

"How about it, do you have any clues?" Xu Gen, who was in the driver's seat, asked him.

Cheng Xi could only give a rough idea, "I think our thinking at the beginning was wrong."

"How do you say it?" Xu Gen's speed did not slow down, and he moved the rearview mirror with one hand, just in time to see Cheng Xi's eyes looking forward, he silently smiled, and turned the audio button in the car , the bright rhythm comes from the speaker, the music effect is very good, forming a surround effect in the airtight compartment environment, it seems that the tense mood is relaxed a lot.

"I think our initial doubts about the mysterious program group was why they left halfway through filming. Then this doubt is based on the fact that they really wanted to film, but if we assume that they are fake at all, then What are you doing under this cover?" Cheng Xi expressed his guess without haste.

Xu Gen was thoughtful, "Okay, leave this matter to me, and I'll check it out when I get back. I forgot to tell you that this matter may have something to do with the Cheng family. They hooked up with He Rong through Cheng Rongrong's relationship, and they have already You have started to attack my company, so be careful, and avoid such unreliable places in the future.” =_,=

Cheng Xi turned his head silently. He recalled the script he had received. The description in the script was that everyone cried together and cried for the grave of the old man at home... At that time, he wondered if the director duo had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Traveling so far to come to such a place, to restore the real scene.

But for the Cheng family, he really didn't care.