The door of 403 is military green, which has been mottled with time, revealing the rust-free iron sheet inside. There is an upside-down word "福" in the middle. Yan Hengshan raised his hands and knocked on the red blessing paper.
"Wen Yu."
When no one answered, Yan Hengshan dialed the phone, and a melodious ringtone rang out in the unsoundproof house.
Chen Xiuming: "I'll ask the landlord to open the door."
Soon the landlord came over. She was an older woman. She was not willing to open the tenant's door privately. Chen Xiuming patiently explained to him that the person was inside, but he didn't answer the phone or knock on the door. He was worried about him. Something happened.
The old woman looked at the two of them in suits and ties, and they didn't look like bad people, so she opened the door with the key.
She asked nonchalantly who Chen Xiuming was and what his relationship was with this family. Chen Xiuming dealt with it...
When Yan Hengshan stepped into the entrance, his face changed drastically, and his brown pupils suddenly expanded.
In the blood-filled living room, a bloated man sat slumped on the ground, with blood pouring from his abdomen. The young man with a thin back just pulled out the fruit knife inserted in him, and blue veins were faintly visible on his snow-white forearm.
Chen Xiuming, who followed in, also saw this frightening scene. He reacted very quickly, stopped the old woman who was about to come in, continued chatting with her, and calmly closed the door.
Yan Hengshan walked over quickly, "Wen Yu!"
The thin back suddenly trembled, his fingers suddenly loosened, the fruit knife clattered to the ground, and Wen Yu slowly turned around on the pool of blood.
The snow-white face was full of blood, and tears washed away the blood on his face, showing two clear tear marks. Wen Yu propped his forearms on the ground and stepped back pitifully, "No, no, come here."
Yan Hengshan's voice was tight. "He hurt you, didn't he?"
Yan Hengshan slowly approached Wen Yu.
Wen Yu regained consciousness from the loss of control just now, and clearly realized what he had done. His courage was almost shattered, and he shivered into a ball.
Yan Hengshan took the opportunity to step forward and hug him in his arms.
Wen Yu shivered even more violently, and her two thin white calves were trembling in a pool of blood, panting and panting.
Yan Hengshan patted him comfortingly, wiped the blood on his face with his palms, kept kissing his forehead, and said it was okay over and over again.
Under extreme fear and pressure, people will instinctively seek strength that can protect themselves. Wen Yu cried and gasped, clutching Yan Hengshan's clothes so tightly that her fingertips began to turn white.
The old landlady was sent away by Chen Xiuming. After Chen Xiuming came in, he calmly walked up to Sheng Hu, put his finger on his nose and probed, "If you are still alive, I will call 120..."
Yan Hengshan raised his head, his gentle expression suddenly turned gloomy. He didn't stop Chen Xiuming because he didn't want Wen Yu to take a life.
"You take him away, I'll stay here to deal with it." Yan Hengshan ordered Chen Xiuming.
Chen Xiuming glanced at Wen Yu worriedly. Generally speaking, a normal person would ask what happened when encountering this kind of situation, but Yan Hengshan didn't care at all. He looked at Sheng Hu with that fierce look in his eyes, which seemed to be determined. It was definitely Sheng Hu's fault that all this happened.
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