Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Yan Jiefang's breathing was heavy and rapid, and his footsteps echoed in the empty alley.

He dared not look back, dared not stop to look at what was behind him, and could only keep running forward.

Run out of the alley, turn left, and run another 300 meters to reach the police station.

That's right, it's the police station.

He took a detour.

Three hundred meters.

He'll be safe once he runs those 300 meters.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiefang mustered some strength in his legs, and his speed even increased slightly compared to before.

The wind whistled past his ears, making his hair stand on end, and his eyes were fixed on the alleyway ahead.

Nearly.

closer.

He could already see the street outside the alley entrance and the small gray building across the street.

That's the Hongxing Police Station.

The lights were still on in the upstairs window; they were the lights from the duty room.

"Help! Help me!"

Yan Jiefang opened his mouth, as if trying to shout.

But when the voice came out of his throat, it was already so hoarse that he could barely breathe.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

The alleyway was right in front of him, and the light shone on his face, making him feel a sense of warmth.

He reached out his hand, as if to grasp the light, to grasp the hope of life.

then……

"What are you so happy about?"

A voice suddenly rang in his ear, so close it felt like someone was speaking right next to his ear.

The voice was cold and deep, with a hint of mocking laughter, like a snake slithering across his ear.

Yan Jiefang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He tried to brake, but the momentum of his body made him take two more steps forward.

Then he felt something trip him up, or rather, his own legs lost their strength out of fear.

The body loses its balance and falls forward.

"Bang!"

Yan Jiefang fell heavily to the ground, his palms and knees hitting the ground first. The rough ground immediately tore through his skin, and blood seeped out.

His chin hit the ground, his teeth bit his tongue, and his mouth immediately filled with the taste of blood.

But Yan Jiefang couldn't care less about the pain.

He rolled over and moved backward using both hands and feet, his eyes fixed on what was behind him.

A figure is slowly emerging from the shadows at the alley entrance.

First, her feet, stepping on the boundary between moonlight and shadow, a pair of ordinary black cloth shoes.

Then came the legs, a pair of dark trousers with a few dark red stains splattered on the hem.

Finally, there's the face...

A young, handsome face, comparable to all the handsome guys on screen.

But at this moment, a smile was on that face, a smile that almost froze Yan Jiefang's blood.

Lin Tian.

How could it be Lin Tian?

He was holding an axe, the blade of which was covered in blood, which was dripping down.

"Lin...Lin Tian...my elder brother, you killed my third brother..."

Yan Jiefang stared at Lin Tian in disbelief, his eyes filled with despair and fear, a mixture of confusion and a glimmer of hope.

Lin Tian slowly walked towards him, each step slow but each one felt like stepping on Yan Jiefang's heart.

The moonlight shone on him, casting a long, twisted shadow on the ground behind him, like some kind of grotesque monster.

"Weren't you running pretty fast just now?"

Lin Tian tilted his head, a hint of curiosity in his voice, "Why aren't you running anymore?"

Yan Jiefang's eyes darted around frantically, taking in his surroundings.

The alley entrance was less than ten meters behind him; he could see the lights outside and the gray police station building across the street.

ten meters.

It's only ten meters.

But at this moment, those ten meters seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

"Lin Tian...you...how could you...?"

Yan Jiefang's voice was trembling so badly that he could barely speak.

How did I get here?

Lin Tian finished speaking for him, then laughed, "You think you can get away?"

From the moment you decided to call the police, your fate was sealed.

Lin Tian walked up to Yan Jiefang and stopped.

Blood from the axe flowed down the handle, onto his fingers, and dripped from his fingertips.

Yan Jiefang's pupils contracted sharply. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked in a trembling voice:

"Where's Jie Kuang? What have you done to my third brother?"

"Your third brother?"

Lin Tian thought for a moment, then said in a very calm tone, "You mean that shorty? He was yelling for you to save him, he was yelling really loudly, didn't you hear him?"

Yan Jiefang's mind went blank.

He heard it.

Of course he heard it.

The cry of "Second Brother...save...me..." pierced his ears like a knife.

But he didn't turn back, didn't stop, and didn't even hesitate for a moment.

He abandoned his younger brother.

"Feeling guilty?"

Lin Tian watched the changes in his expression and asked with interest, "It's alright, don't feel guilty. You'll be going to be with him soon."

"No...don't..."

Yan Jiefang shook his head desperately, shrinking back repeatedly, "Don't kill me...please...don't kill me..."

His back slammed against the wall, the cold surface a stark reminder of what had happened.

There is no way out.

"Please..."

Yan Jiefang cried and begged for mercy, "Lin Tian... I beg you... let me go... I'll give you whatever you want."

Money... I've saved some money... I'll give it all to you... please..."

Seeing him with tears streaming down his face, Lin Tian's smile widened even more: "Weren't you laughing quite happily just now?"

Your older brother just died, and you were still cursing him.

Your third brother just cried for help, and you ran away without looking back, didn't you?

Were you very smug back then, thinking you could escape my grasp?

Yan Jiefang was shocked; he knew what Lin Tian meant by those words.

Yes, he was indeed relieved when he ran out of the alley.

I'm glad I ran fast, glad I ran faster than my older brother and younger brother, and glad I'm still alive.

He even cursed his eldest brother in his heart, saying "Serves him right," and his third brother, saying "Bad luck."

"Why aren't you smiling anymore?"

"Is it because I was born unable to smile? Or is it...?"

Lin Tian crouched down, brought his face close to Yan Jiefang's, and stared into his eyes: "You only laugh when others are dying?"

Yan Jiefang's lips trembled, and his survival instincts made him instinctively lie, "I...I didn't laugh...I really didn't laugh..."

"I'm scared... I'm terrified... How could I possibly laugh..."

"Oh?"

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. "So you're saying I misheard?"

"No, no, no..."

Yan Jiefang quickly shook his head, "That's not what I meant... I meant... I meant..."

He was sweating profusely, his mind racing, trying to come up with a story that would make Lin Tian let him go.

"I...I understand what you mean..."

He suddenly seemed to have figured something out and said rapidly, "Lin... Brother Lin... you are... you are that... right?"

My eldest brother and third brother... they must have offended you, right?

I understand... I completely understand... They deserved it... They deserved to die... It was all their fault...

As he spoke, he observed Lin Tian's expression. Seeing that the other party did not immediately make a move, he grew a little bolder and continued:

"Brother Lin, listen to me... This whole thing was my father's idea from beginning to end; he was the one who wanted to call the police."

The three of us had no choice but to obey... We had no other option... He was our father... We dared not disobey him..."

"so what?"

Lin Tian's voice was devoid of emotion.

"You just listened?"

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