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The windows trembled from the moths outside.

There were many moths desperately trying to squeeze in through the cracks in the window.

I held the window tightly and pinned the lock.

The moths bumped around for a while, knowing that they couldn't get in, so they flew around the window unwillingly.

The sound of wings vibrating kept making a constant sound, and a skull-like face loomed outside the glass.

The nervous Jie Baofang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qingqing, how are you?"

Jiaming picked up his girlfriend, extremely nervous and concerned.

"Let me go!" Qingqing struggled desperately, "Jia Ming, it's useless, you can't trap me! Sooner or later, you will kill yourself!"

"I won't give up. It doesn't matter even if I die. When that day comes, I won't leave you alone in this world." Jiaming's eyes were firm.

"Do you think you are the savior? You can't cure me! Just now, I almost killed someone again!" Qingqing's eyes were red, but no tears flowed out.

She pushed Jiaming away, got up from the ground, and stood firmly.

"I don't believe it. I'll take you to a place with fewer people, just the two of us." Jia Ming wanted to get closer to his girlfriend.

But she took two steps back indifferently.

"it's useless."

"If I can really recover, he won't die, and neither will my parents."

"You can't stop me. It's only a matter of time. You know this very well."

Jiaming was dumbfounded for a while and looked at his girlfriend hurt.

"Then what should I do? I just want to save you."

"If I were you, I would die because you messed up everything." Qingqing's eyes were very cold, "You obviously have no ability, but you insist on saying that you can save me. If it weren't for your self-righteousness, you wouldn't More people die.”

"They were actually killed by you."

"I am a knife, and you are the murderer who throws the knife at them!"

Jiaming's body was shocked and shook twice, and he lowered his head in guilt and pain.

"I did not do it on purpose."

"Go to hell and apologize to them." A smile appeared on Qingqing's face.

Jiaming was in a trance, looking up at the window in confusion, walked over with heavy steps, and reached out to open the window.

But I held his hand.

"She is the one who deserves to go to hell!"

"Isn't it interesting to play with others and watch others suffer for you?" I turned to look at Qingqing.

"Watching them live and die for me gives me a strong feeling of being loved." Qingqing looked at me, not angry at being exposed, but smiling happily.

"Finally someone understands how I feel."

"When I first saw you, I felt that you were different from others."

"I like you very much."

"Are you interested in becoming my friend?"

"Friend?" I chuckled, "You alone are worthy enough?"

"You!" Qingqing suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Hey, no matter who you are, you are not allowed to insult her!" Jia Ming also shouted dissatisfied.

"Have you not seen the situation clearly? This woman is a pervert. She just likes to watch men die for her. Her pity is just an act." I said.

"You can't blame her. She didn't cause any of this. She's sick, it's a mental illness." Jiaming was still defending her, "If you want to blame her, blame her parents!"

"She was abandoned by her biological parents when she was born. Although her adoptive parents adopted her, they did not treat her well after giving birth to a younger brother."

"When her younger brother grew up, she also bullied her. Later, he slipped and fell to his death. Her adoptive parents blamed her. She..."

"That's enough!" I was a little fed up, "You are also a pervert, a pervert who is so nice!"

"If you are extremely good, you are bad, so strictly speaking, you are not a good person either."

Both of them have psychological problems, so they are a perfect match.

"I wish you a long life and don't bring harm to others!"

I gestured to the confused Jie Baofang and strode outside.

The couple was stunned for a moment.

"What about the house?"

"Where is our house? Can it be free?"

Jiaming actually still asked questions from behind.

It's so pathetic and ridiculous.

"Brother Li, why are you asking about this? Are you looking for someone?"

After going out, Xie Baofang, who was carrying Uncle Yuan on his back, couldn't help but ask.

"You're not stupid either." I nodded, "Brother Bao, tell me honestly, are you a good person?"

"Ah..." Jie Baofang was even more confused, "Aren't you looking for someone who has done bad things?"

"Things are rare and valuable. There are too many bad people in this building, so it's no longer rare. Now I want to find a good person to be my friend." I said seriously.

Jie Baofang looked at me blankly for several times and moved his mouth. He really didn't know what to say.

I sighed inwardly.

Could it be that everyone is really evil this time?

The movement upstairs completely disappeared. I wonder if the entire army was wiped out.

I don't care whether those people live or die.

I just want to know if there are any good people here.

Compared with these people, I can be considered a good person, but I already have it, so why should I use it?

No matter how deceptive the live broadcast room is, it will never set such a ridiculous task.

I looked at Jie Baofang in front of me and Uncle Yuan who was being carried on his back.

Do these two people still have good thoughts in their hearts?

After much deliberation, I feel that Jiebaofang is more likely.

After all, Uncle Yuan and the owner of the apartment building were in the same group, and Jie Baofang was being used.

"By the way, we forgot someone!" I suddenly remembered something.

"who?"

"Lei Gong, he was always on the sofa. I forgot about him when I went upstairs."

"Do you think Lei Gong is a good person?" Jie Baofang's expression was a little strange.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's nothing. If you are worried about his condition, let's go downstairs and have a look. After taking revenge, Hong Yi will not appear again."

"good."

We didn't take the elevator, we still went down the stairs.

As I was walking downstairs, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from above. Someone also came downstairs in a panic at this time.

"Is anyone still alive?"

I Xie Baofang speeds up.

Fortunately for me, Xie Baofang had some difficulty carrying Uncle Yuan on his back.

The panicked footsteps were getting closer and closer to us, and I also felt a sharp cold breath. Something must have come down from the 9th floor or above.

"ah--"

"Qingqing, run quickly"

Heart-rending screams came from the ninth floor.

The couple was in danger.

I didn't care.

Without looking back, he ran downstairs in one breath.

The panicked footsteps were right behind us.

With the effort of his front and back legs, a thin man also ran out.

He even rolled and climbed without stopping when he ran out of the stairs, and ran straight towards the door.

Immediately afterwards, a cold air visible to the naked eye rushed out from the stairs.

The temperature in the hall dropped sharply.

There are many illusory shadows in the cold air, looming, mixed with people's laughter, crying and screams, making the skin of those who listen to it crawl all over.

The cold air rushed through the hall, attacking everyone it saw.

"Thunderworker?"

I shined my flashlight towards the sofa.

But it was empty above, and the thunder worker who was tied up by Wu Hua was missing.