Dreamland Guide

　　 "Broken, he may have opened the insurance."

　　 Hu Xing feels that he is really unlucky today.

　　 The loss of a gun by the police is not a trivial matter. It could have offset the merits of this case, but now the gun is held in the hand by a neuropath and opened for insurance. The consequences are completely unpredictable. If Ma Fuquan went out with a gun and had a mess in the village, no matter whether anyone was injured, Hu Xing's police uniform would definitely not be able to keep it.

　　 "Don't take a gun and go outside to fight!" Hu Xing felt that if she accidentally injured the people, she shouldn't be killed as follows.

　　 As soon as her voice fell, there was another "bang" gunshot, which made her heart twitch.

　　 She prayed, hoping that Ma Fuquan’s child’s mind would be better to light up all the dozen bullets in the gun upstairs.

　　 But she waited for a long time and did not wait for the gun to fire again, but there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs.

　　 The three people in the secret room know that the situation is serious, and the lunatic who has learned to shoot is about to get off...

　　 The sound of footsteps quickly moved from the stairs to the first room in the basement.

　　 噔噔噔, 噔噔噔

　　 There was excitement in his rushing voice, as if a sick addict saw a marijuana cigarette in the distance.

　　 Then, they heard another bang, like knocking over the table. Then, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Aoki told Hu Xing and Ma Fuqing to hide in the corner by the door, so that as long as the door was not opened, bullets could not hit them from the outside, while he himself hid on the other side of the door. In case a madman opened the door and shot in, he You can wait for an opportunity to ambush.

　　 Ma Fuquan appeared at the door like a ghost, with two wolf-like eyes on his dark face.

　　 He raised his gun and aimed randomly at the door. After a long time without seeing anyone, he stood there in a daze.

　　 was taken aback for a while, he probably thought that someone had run away, so he growled angrily.

　　 Ma Fuqing just smoked a cigarette, his throat was irritated, and couldn't help coughing.

　　 Ma Fuquan heard the sound, walked suspiciously to the side of the iron fence, looked inside against the wall, then raised his gun and fired a shot at the corner of the room with a bang. The bullet hit the iron door, denting the stainless steel bar.

　　 He came to the other side again and fired a shot inside against the wall, but the bullet still couldn't get through the gap in the iron door.

　　 He was so angry that he yelled and fired a few more shots on each side. A few bullets went in and almost hit his brother, making Ma Fuqing scream in shock.

　　 Ma Fuquan yelled with excitement and kept shooting into the door.

　　 More than a dozen bullets were quickly lit up, but the aftermath of the gunfire continued to reverberate in the basement, making people’s ears buzzing.

　　 Ma Fuquan found that the gun couldn't fire anymore. He looked at the gun in his hand, then raised his head and looked around, trying to find out where the sound came from, and why it hasn't gone for so long.

　　 He saw a bullet flying from a distance, whistling and spinning, like a slow motion on a TV. He bowed his head in horror, but another bullet flew towards him in the other direction.

　　 With the sound of gunfire around, more and more bullets. He dodged from left to right, terrified, and kept yelling: "Mum-Mum—Mum-Mum, help me!"

　　 The gunfire stopped, and the bullets stopped flying.

　　 Ma Fuquan leaned against the wall behind in fear. He felt that his back was sticky, and when he looked back, the wall behind him was dark. He reached out and touched it. It was greasy and wet.

　　 He looked around. It was a dark and damp cave, the entrance of which was blocked by an iron fence gate.

　　 A crow flew past the iron gate and yelled several times.

　　 The sky in the distance is hazy, shrouded in hellish black clouds.

　　 A strange man stepped out from the side of the door. This person is wearing an old gray windbreaker, a pair of flared pants with a slit on the trousers, and a pair of flip-flops on the feet.

　　 Ma Fuquan thinks this person is a bit familiar, but he can't remember where he has met.

　　 The cave is dark and damp, and centipedes and snakes are crawling around in the corner. Some snakes have climbed onto the wall behind him. There was a gloomy light in the depths of the cave, not knowing where to lead. He dared not go there, it seemed that there was a greater unknowable danger hidden there

　　 He was so depressed that he couldn't speak, rushed forward, pounced on the iron door, and reached out to ask for help. He hoped that this weirdly dressed person could save him.

　　 At this time, he saw his brother and another woman come out from nowhere, standing side by side with the man.

　　 That woman is so beautiful, like the lover he had imagined in his dreams.

　　 He laughed happily. Not only because I saw the beauty, but also because his brother came to save him!

　　 But he suddenly bounced back like an electric shock.

　　 He saw that his brother's face was twisting, like impermanence in hell, holding a fascinating iron chain in his hand, with a huge iron cage attached to the end of the chain.

　　 He was so frightened, he curled up on the ground and waved his hands desperately, as if someone was beating him with a whip or burning his body with a soldering iron.

　　 The three people outside the door were talking and laughing, like a nobleman watching the execution.

　　 He struggled to stand up, as if exhausted all his strength, screaming and ran towards the dark depths of the cave.

　　……

　　 "What's wrong with him?" Ma Fuqing looked at his brother's madness, with a puzzled look on his face, and then said sadly, "His illness is getting worse."

　　 Hu Xing probably knew what had happened, so he glanced at Aoki, but didn't say anything.

　　 "This is a bit strange." Aoki said suddenly.

　　 "What's weird?" Hu Xing asked.

　　 Aoki shook his head: "I can't tell you for the time being."

　　 "I hope he doesn't come back again." Hu Xing looked at the guns falling in the aisle outside and the bullet shells all over the floor, thinking of it a little bit frightened.

　　 As soon as her voice fell, Ma Fuquan came back croaking.

　　 He took an axe in his hand and started hacking at the iron gate.

　　铿,铿,铿...The axe slashed on the iron bar and splashed many sparks.

　　 He hacked for a long time, and found that he was hacking the iron bars continuously, and then he started to hack the door locks again.

　　 Keng, Keng, Keng...

　　 "Fuquan~www.wuxiamtl.com~Fuquan, what are you doing?"

　　 Ma Fuqing's mother hurried over.

　　 Ma Fuquan ignored him, and slashed the door lock with an axe forcefully.

　　 The old lady grabbed Ma Fuquan's arm and said, "My son, what are you doing? You can't open the door, they will kill us if you open the door."

　　 Ma Fuquan couldn't hear a word, and threw his mother to the ground with a wave of his hand.

　　 The old lady got up from the ground with difficulty, and then went to drag her son: "Fuquan, stop, stop, don't pour, Mommy please!"

　　 Ma Fuquan pushed and didn't push away, screamed, and hit his mother with an axe.

　　 The old lady’s head was dented by the axe, and she fell to the ground before she even hummed.

　　 Hu Xing in the door was shocked and exhaled softly, while Ma Fuqing yelled "Mum!" Kutong knelt on the ground.

　　 Ma Fu was totally unaware of what he had done, so he used an axe to chop the door lock. The sweat on his forehead dripped like rain, and his eyes were red and red, like a ghost from hell.

With a click, he finally broke the door lock and opened the iron door. He rushed in like a mad dog and slashed at the iron cage.

　　 Ma Fuqing hurried over to help her mother.

　　 Aoki and Hu Xing went over and looked at each other, then shook their heads.

　　 Hu Xing didn't know what to say.

　　 At the moment, she thought that this old woman was a terribly mad woman, who killed her daughter-in-law in order to inherit the family. She hopes that she will get the punishment she deserves, and is upset that the judge might forgive her in the future. But at this time, she saw the tragic situation of the old lady's death, and felt sorrow from it. She felt that life was really sad. What is the meaning of being alive and dead?

　　 On the old locust tree in the backyard, there were a few more crows.