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The door lock of Zhong Linyun’s house has not been replaced for many years, and the keyhole is full of rust. Every time I open the door, I have to work hard to gain the upper hand in the game with this old lock.

I usually complain about the sluggishness of the lock, but now I have to be grateful for it.

The key was inserted into the door lock, and there was no movement for a long time.

I heard the person outside the door swearing, pulling the key and shaking it, which caused the outer door to swing slightly, and the edge of the door hit the door frame, clanging.

I am timid, and every time the door slams, I shake.

In the end, my whole body was trembling, as if I was in the twelfth lunar month with no shelter from the cold.

I was terrified and confused.

I clutched the phone and pressed 110 on the keyboard, but I couldn't dial the number.

You can't call the police. Although I don't know what immoral things Zhong Linyun did to provoke such a group of local hooligans, I have no doubt that the police will arrest Zhong Linyun together.

Thinking of Zhong Linyun made my mood even more chaotic.

I screamed silently in fear, wondering when Zhong Linyun would come back.

At the same time, he prayed secretly, Zhong Linyun must not walk too fast, and bump into this group of people when he comes back.

I was shaking like Parkinson's, the door lock finally failed to withstand the storm of people outside, it groaned, and the lock opened.

The jaw-dropping sound of the outer door made me tremble again. My legs softened and I supported the wall to regain my footing. Then I realized that I stepped back step by step, and I had already reached the wall.

I gritted my teeth, my heart was beating fast, my empty stomach also collapsed, and I reported to my brain with cramps.My eyes went black for a while, and I actually developed symptoms of hypoglycemia at this critical moment.

I bit the tip of my tongue, but the pain couldn't stop the darkness from spreading in front of me. I was frozen in place by the hypoglycemia, my legs and feet were weak, and I couldn't even escape.

In desperation, my sluggish senses caught the sound of someone outside twisting the doorknob inside.

My heart was suffocated, and when I rolled my eyes, I almost kicked my legs and fell down.

One second before falling into a coma, there was a sudden exclamation from outside the door.

Half a second later, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground overwhelmed the short shouts.

"Fuck!" Abusive voices followed, and I also judged that the person who fell to the ground was a person.

There was an eerie silence outside the door. I supported the wall, but I could only hear the man on the ground breathing heavily.

After a while, a strange voice sounded sullenly.

"Zhong Linyun, you have run away so many times, this time you dare to throw yourself into the trap."

Zhong Linyun didn't speak, my nerves were tense, I held my breath, and I forgot about the dizziness for a moment.

My senses reached the extreme sensitivity at that moment, several meters away, through the wooden door, I actually clearly caught the sound of Zhong Linyun's breathing.

His breath is very peaceful, like a butterfly flying close to the surface of the water, flapping its wings, unable to make any small waves.

In the next second, the butterfly fell into the lake, swallowed by the water monster, and rose into the sky——

Zhong Linyun's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't catch it anymore.

"Bang!" Something hit the wall.

Accompanied by the sound of killing a pig, the person who spoke just now shouted loudly: "Go! What are you doing in a daze."

It seems that in street fighting movies, at the beginning of every fighting scene, there must be such a useless soul character jumping out and screaming to kick off the prelude.

That person was perfectly promoted to the role, but life is not a film and television drama after all.

Zhong Linyun has no secret body protection, no aura of the protagonist, no matter how hard he fights, he will be no match for four palms with two fists.

Even if the protagonist in a martial arts movie is injured, he can return to the battlefield alive and kicking after lying on the bed for 2 minutes.

Zhong Linyun can't do it, he is a mortal body, he will be injured, he will suffer pain, and he will have sequelae.

Maybe he thinks he can resist, maybe he has the confidence to protect the vitals and not get hurt at the base.

But the bottle of alcohol on the storage shelf that was about to bottom out was not good, the blood-stained bandages in the trash can were not good, and the blood stains on the white shirt that couldn't be cleaned were not good.

I don't think so either.

The battle situation at the door gradually became anxious, shouts, the sound of fists hitting flesh, and the sound of door panels colliding, could be heard endlessly.

Zhong Linyun was very quiet when beating someone. He was silent and frightening when he hammered someone down on the ground, and he didn't say a word when he was hit by a brick.

Even with my full senses, I could only distinguish a muffled hum from the chaos.

The sound was not human-like, but more like a low growl from the throat of a beast driven into a corner.

My body trembled, as if I had just woken up from a big dream.

I rushed to the door, pulled the handle, and tried a few times, but the door was still motionless, and my palms were red from rubbing, and then I suddenly remembered that there was a block of wood stuck on the ground.

So I squatted down to pull out the wooden block again, but the wooden block was flat, without any point of stress, and it was stuck in the crack of the door, and I couldn't pull it out for a while.

I tried as hard as I could, and finally fell back with the wooden block and the back of my head hit the floor, and I saw stars in my eyes.

Not caring about rubbing my head, I staggered up, unlocked the lock, and opened the door.

The scene at the door was much more tragic than I had imagined. Two brothers lay on the ground moaning, covering their heads and knees respectively, and quit the battle early.

The main battlefield was still hot. Zhong Linyun was pressing down on a man, raised his fist, and waved it downward. There were two people standing beside him, one with a ferocious expression strangling his neck, the other with his head buried in his waist, pushing him down. Drag back.

I have never seen such a fierce criminal fight scene. My heart couldn't adapt to it, and my heartbeat went to 180 again, and I couldn't hold it down.

Zhong Linyun and the group of people scuffled together, their eyes were red, no one noticed that the door of this room was opened, and there was a living person standing at the door.

Facing this kind of scene, I took a deep breath and slapped the door hard, making the iron door so loud that even the unconscious buddy on the ground trembled.

"What are you doing! Fighting in broad daylight!" I imitated the cursing tone of those aunts in the streets and alleys when they watched the excitement, and shouted loudly, "It's so noisy, what are you doing in the afternoon! Hit me again and call the police !"

Whether it was Zhong Linyun or the group of people who didn't know where they came from, they were all hooligans. When they heard the alarm, they all looked different and restrained.

Zhong Linyun flicked his arms, threw aside the clothes on his body, and slowly got up from the ground.

Only then did I see his face clearly, it was horrible, the blood from an unknown wound stained half of his face red.

My heart sank, and then I shouted louder.

"Hurry up, run to other people's house to fight, do you have the quality!"

The man on the ground, with a strong bald head, limped up.

He looks like the leader of the gang.And the scene of him being "extraordinarily taken care of" by Zhong Linyun is also very in line with the principle of "grab the boss first when fighting in groups".

"This is your home?" The bald man asked with a gloomy face, with one side of his face swollen from being beaten by Zhong Linyun.

The information they obtained estimated that this was Zhong Linyun's residence, which was different from the current scene.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, severely reprimanded my trembling calves, raised my chest, and said sternly: "If it's not my house, can it be yours? Don't talk nonsense and get out, don't kill people here, otherwise How can I rent my house!"

Maybe it was the "House Price Theory" that convinced the bald head, or maybe it was because the five of them really didn't get much favor from Zhong Linyun.

The eldest brother finally pointed at Zhong Linyun, said "you wait for me surnamed Zhong", and limped away with his gang of shrimp soldiers and crabs.

I kept a straight face and maintained the airs of a "charter woman".When the downstairs door was closed, the footsteps of the bald group disappeared completely, and they collapsed like a deflated ball.

I clutched my heart and felt lingering fear on the ground for a while, then staggered up while leaning on the wall, and went to see how Zhong Linyun was doing.

Zhong Linyun's condition can't be said to be good or bad, at least as far as I can see, there is not a single piece of his skin that is intact.

Neck, arms, forehead, phalanges.

Tiny drops of blood were oozing out.

The injury wasn't on me, but I looked like I was about to suffocate.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed his wrist, my whole body was shaken by the undried sticky blood, and I wanted to take him into the house.

"How did you make it like this..." I was so shocked that my words became out of tune, and I babbled nonsense, "There is only a little alcohol left, I don't know if it is enough for you to disinfect..."

I took a step forward and couldn't move.

Zhong Linyun stood on the spot, motionless.

If he doesn't leave, I can't drag him.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I can't go in." His voice was calm, as if the wound was not on his body, "If I don't leave now, it means that I live here. If I live here, they will come again, and next time , and even implicate you."

I stared at him: "So what are you going to do."

He pursed his lips and didn't answer.

But in fact his answer is already obvious, needless to say, I also know it well.

"Zhong Linyun..." My voice was trembling, "Don't tell me, you just ran out despite your injuries."

Zhong Linyun still did not speak.

So I got angry.

"Do you have any brains!" I yelled loudly. When I was bluffing people just now, my voice was never so loud. "You are covered in blood now. When you go out, you don't need to wait for someone to come to your door. It's in the police station, oh no, you can't walk on the street at all, you'll lose too much blood and fall directly on the stairs and roll down, making your stupid head even more stupid."

I was so angry that I put a Qinglong Yanyue knife in my hand, and I could kill Hua Xiong with warm wine.

"Stupid, do you want to get into the game that much? No problem, I will help you. You fucking come in first to treat the wound. I will call 110 backhand and let you go to the detention center to have a good time. Are you satisfied? ?”

I was panting heavily, and after I finished speaking, I ran out of words, exhausted my strength, and the hypoglycemia was put on the shelf again, and cold sweat broke out in puffs. I held on to my face, sternly, and pointed at the door.

"Can you go in?"

When Zhong Linyun was scolding me, he kept looking down at me, as if he was listening carefully, very well-behaved.

I cursed in my heart, stone, stubborn stone, stone in the latrine.

I don't understand the severity at all.

Now that I stopped, he finally reacted a bit.

He tugged at my sleeves and gripped my wrists with his backhand.

The warm liquid hit again, uncomfortable and sour.

"Okay, I'll go in." His voice was low, as if he was afraid of scaring something,

"Don't cry, I'll just go in."

I wiped my face with my free hand, and only then did I feel the moisture on my face.