I don't have a system but I have a hammer

In the next half an hour, the cognition of the wrinkled man was completely overturned, and he really felt the demeanor of a madman. It is a kind of person who can find a solution for you in the face of any difficulty... a wise man the wind!

For the first 5 minutes...

The wrinkled man was extremely worried and nervous, staring at the back of the approaching crowd, for fear that he would be attacked by the crowd, and finally died on the spot...

And when that figure completely entered the crowd and started negotiating with the female guardian, he didn't even dare to vent his anger, because he knew the character of a madman too well...

Unexpectedly, attacking the unprepared, attacking east and west, defeating the enemy with one move, these are all his specialties...

Another 5 minutes passed...

The wrinkled man, whose eyes were filled with extreme grief, looked at the lonely back of the madman who was overwhelmed by the crowd with red eyes, and began to yell loudly...

Because he hated, hated himself for being helpless, hated himself for being powerless, hated himself for lying on the steering wheel, watching more and more villagers crowding in the direction of the madman, but couldn't help at all...

At this moment, he finally realized that the so-called literary attack in the mouth of the madman is actually a stupid way of exchanging one life for another, in exchange for his own chance of survival...

That's right, as long as you participate in catching the lunatics, you can get a reward of 500 million yuan, or at least 50 yuan, which is more effective than any other method!

And the wrinkled man also understands that he must not die here, because what he shoulders is not only the fire of the madman's inheritance, but also the only light of hope that can save all mankind!

10 minutes later...

The crowd outside the car had already dispersed, and they all gathered around the place where the lunatic was engulfed...

And the wrinkled man looked at the excited villagers who were cheering like a windfall, but a cold glint appeared in his eyes...

Because the money held by each of them is covered with the blood of the madman...

At this moment...

People are cheering...

The world is in chaos...

The gods are greedy...

The ants are singing and dancing...

only he...

Looks like a ghost...

My heart is full of pure land...

25 minutes later...

The crowd has dissipated a lot...

Some of them returned home happily, while some of them were still surrounding the lunatic, saying something loudly, but judging from the excited expressions on their faces, one could tell that it must be related to the windfall...

There are also a few villagers, each holding food and tools, while warmly greeting the wrinkled man to eat, while helping to repair the door of the off-road vehicle, a satirical picture that is extremely lively but can not help but make people feel sad...

The wrinkled man stared blankly at the food in the hands of the villagers, with unspeakable self-doubt in his eyes...

Because he can't imagine why this world is so inhuman...

Just now you were clamoring "I will starve to death tomorrow", but now you can share food with others?

Just now, they were angry and wanted the government to give an explanation, but now they all look kind and hospitable...

He just exchanged the blood of a madman for money and food, and now he has the face to put a steamed bun made of human blood in front of him...

What kind of people is this group of people?What kind of world are you in?Are such human beings really worth saving by fanatics?

At this moment, the wrinkled man's brain is completely shut down...

10 [-] minutes later...

The wrinkled man woke up suddenly, and after looking around, he realized that almost everyone had left...

It was silent at the moment, as if waking up from a dream...

It seems that all the ugliness just now has gone away, leaving only the howling cold wind sighing around...

And there seemed to be a familiar figure in the distance, walking slowly towards the off-road vehicle...

Such a leisurely walk, such a chic and natural, such a poised...

The wrinkled man looked at the figure silently, and then nodded slightly after a long time, his eyes shining with solemnity...

He knew that although it was a hallucination he had produced under extreme grief, he also hoped that this hallucination would last a little longer, a little longer...

The madman's figure is getting closer and closer, and it seems that he can already see the expression on his face, still so cynical, so elegant and handsome, or so... covered with bandages?

I didn't expect even the hallucinations to be so real...

I hope this is not an illusion...

The wrinkled man thought naively...

If possible, he really wanted to take another look at the madman, even if it was the last time...

So he didn't dare to drive at all...

Because once you drive...

"Driving, what the hell are you doing in a daze!"

The wrinkled man stared blankly at the man sitting in the back seat who was lighting a cigarette, and completely turned into a dumb idiot...

...

Tun Tun Tun ~ hiccup!

Yes, all that...

It's just the wrinkled man's imagination...

But also understandable...

Older people have quirky hobbies…

Like me...Tun Tun Tun~

...

"Hey, old bone, are you hungry? Huh? No, I just called someone to bring you food... Could it be that...you're sleepy? That's fine, let me open it..."

I frowned and looked at the wrinkled man in the driver's seat, and couldn't help but take a puff of cigarette...

However, what responded to me was still his idiot-like expression, as if he couldn't listen to what I said or what I did...

"It's so cold at night, you don't know how to turn on the heater, damn it, I just froze to death outside..."

As I was talking, I was about to reach out to turn on the air conditioner...

Who knew that the hand was held by him...

I quickly shrank back, my eyes full of surprise...

"What the hell do you want to do? You're already old enough to learn how to play Long Yang..."

Although I am very puzzled by the behavior of the wrinkled man at this time, I know it should be nothing serious...

Huh...Maybe I just woke up?

At this time, the wrinkled man seemed to have reacted, turned on the heater silently, and stepped on the accelerator...

Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, I naturally didn't want to make fun of myself. I habitually turned on the communicator and started browsing the "Savage Survival Guide" on it...

After an unknown amount of time, the wrinkled man coughed slightly...

"Um... you just okay... no, I mean, how did you let them go?"

Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, I turned off the communicator with a little helplessness, pouted...

"I asked them how much they spend a month..."

The wrinkled man froze for a moment...

"and then?"

I shook the communicator, my face was full of pain...

"One person is 1 a month, which is [-] a year. I transferred [-] yuan to each person, and then told them that it is early spring, and they can completely re-plow and plant. Will they be able to eat food in the coming year? "

While talking, I added with a smile...

"Oh, by the way, they already knew I was a fanatic, but no one seems to want to report me..."

The wrinkled man frowned, slightly puzzled...

"why?"

I removed the prosthetic limb and put it in the front row to plug in the power supply, with a cruel and bloodthirsty glint in my eyes...

"Because I told them that the eighteen venerables of Qitian Sect have all been killed by me..."