Boyfriends are crazy

"Ma-Ma--"

At this moment, all the bright lights in the villa suddenly flashed and made a sound of electric current, and even the power socket on the wall flashed sparks.

With the sound of electric current, the light tubes in the room also began to flicker on and off.

There was a loud bang, like a small explosion suddenly, and all the light tubes in the villa were extinguished at this moment.

"Zizi..."

The surrounding light dimmed in an instant, and the sudden darkness made people unable to adapt to the sudden darkness, and felt that the eyes were dark.

Yang Le was so frightened by the electric current that he quickly closed his eyes. After opening them, he finally got used to it for a while before he could barely see the things around him clearly.

The sky outside the window didn't know when it was so dark that it seemed to be near dusk, with only a few faint rays of light coming in.

As Yang Le's only trusted partner at the moment, she almost subconsciously looked at where Shen Xibai was standing.

"Xiao Shen, are you okay?"

Shen Xibai shivered for a moment, shrunk his neck, and then took advantage of the fact that the other party's eyesight was not very good and Yang Le couldn't see his expression, he quickly reached out and wiped away his tears.

He touched his hot face, and his shoulders were shaking, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Hearing Yang Le's voice, he raised his head, twitched for a while, then stammered, "I, I'm fine."

At this moment, Shen Xibai's mood has eased a little under the man's shameless 'comfort'.

Hearing Shen Xibai's answer, Yang Le breathed a sigh of relief.

So much so that she didn't notice that Shen Xibai's posture at this moment seemed a little strange.

"I always feel that this matter is too mysterious." Yang Le took out his mobile phone, turned on the 'flashlight' mode, and because there was a beam of light around him, it turned on again.

Yang Le held up the phone and slowly pointed it in Shen Xibai's direction.

Her expression was extremely serious, as if she was thinking seriously, "The power supply of this villa should have been cut off artificially, and the person who did this is probably a murderer."

Said, Yang Le took a step, walked to Shen Xibai's side, stared at the other person's face, frowned and said, "I'm most afraid of one thing now."

"The enemy is in the dark, but their target is everyone. Although the two of us are innocent, we are also trapped in this house." She paused, "There are so many people, he can't solve them one by one. , so he will definitely find the easiest way to kill people, like setting fire, or making some kind of poisonous gas, or even using other similar methods, but if this is the case, then the two of us will also be doomed."

Shen Xibai was illuminated by the other party's light, subconsciously shrunk his neck, and touched his somewhat red earlobe guiltily.

The other party's analysis was so reasonable that he couldn't find anything to refute, but he also knew in his heart that it was impossible for Yan Muqin to hurt himself.

Shen Xibai's lips moved, intending to say some optimistic words to comfort Yang Le, but he didn't wait for him to speak.

Suddenly there was a loud "pong" in the distance, and then there was a thud, a bit like something rolled down the stairs.

They didn't even wait for the stunned two to react.

I saw Zhang Cangying holding a flashlight in one hand, with a serious expression and a murderous look on his face, leading the crowd over with strides.

Yang Le's face turned pale with fright in an instant, and his legs went limp. If he hadn't been supported by Shen Xibai, who had quick eyes and quick hands, he might have knelt down because he was wearing high heels and couldn't stand still.

In Zhang Cangying's other hand, he was holding a gun that he did not know where he got...

Shen Xibai's Adam's apple rolled, subconsciously blocking Yang Le behind him.

Zhang Cangying's hostility seemed to be triggered by someone suddenly, even the initial false camouflage was torn off by him, he no longer concealed it, his expression was ruthless, and the hand holding the gun rattled.

The group of people following him had different expressions, but it was not difficult to see that they were all afraid of Zhang Cangying.

All of them are like frightened birds, intentionally or unintentionally pulling away from them, shrinking and shrinking, but they also seem to be the only ones looking forward to it.

Zhang Cangying's target is not Shen Xibai and the other two, but equally, he doesn't care about the life or death of these two people, his only thought now is to get out as soon as possible.

With a sullen face, he raised the flashlight and aimed it directly at Shen Xibai's head.

This kind of backlight, aimed at people's eyes, is very dazzling, and people who are not used to it may even shed tears.

Dazzling.

Shen Xibai moved his head almost subconsciously, and directly raised his head to cover his eyes. The uncertainty of being illuminated by the strong light, coupled with the temporary blindness, all aggravated the fear in his heart.

Especially when he thought of Zhang Cangying holding a gun in his hand, his heart would be pounding like garlic.

How to do?How to do?

Shen Xibai's face was pale, like falling into an ice cellar.

It's like playing extreme sports, like the feeling of the second when the jumping machine reaches the highest point, suddenly the heart tightens, then throbs, and finally begins to lose weight and fear, falling.

Feeling uneasy, up and down.

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? I'm here." Yan Muqin's voice appeared in Shen Xibai's ear inappropriately, and then, as usual, he blew into his ear.

The man's voice was hoarse and harsh, and it was obviously the same as usual with a teasing tone, but for some reason, Shen Xibai could hear a bit of coldness abruptly.

It was as if the other party was suppressing his anger when he said this.

Hearing the other party's voice at such a life-and-death juncture, Shen Xibai seemed to have some support, Shen Xibai rubbed against each other, mist appeared in his eyelids, his nose was slightly sore,

It's like in the desert, someone gave a sip of water to a person who was dying of thirst. This sip of water is nothing to the person who gave it, but to the person who died of thirst, it was a life-saving panacea, sweet enough to make people feel pit of heart.

Shen Xibai's tense body also relaxed slightly, and took a deep breath, but he still didn't dare to relax completely.

The next second, he felt something cold touch his hair, as if trying to comfort him.

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Zhang Cangying squinted his eyes, staring at Shen Xibai with a shadowy look, the chill in his eyes was about to freeze into ice, "Get out of the way, don't block the way."

Shen Xibai was taken aback for a moment, his hands still trembling a little, but his reaction speed was very fast. As soon as he heard Zhang Cangying's words, he immediately understood that the other party didn't intend to hurt him.

Shen Xibai grabbed Yang Le's elbow and was about to retreat. It was at this moment that Shen Xibai suddenly realized that Yang Le, who had been acting calm to him just now, was still shaking and sweating coldly.

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Zhang Cangying held the pistol expressionlessly and walked to the door. There seemed to be some emotions in his eyes, and he was trying to restrain himself.

Under the breathless gaze of the crowd, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the doorknob, half-closed his eyes, and pressed the switch vigorously.

"pongpongpong."

Three shots in a row.

The resounding resounded through the sky, just like the kind of fireworks that were set off when people died in the countryside. Every time it rang, Shen Xibai's heart would tighten.

Confident Zhang Cangying stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his eyelids twitched.

—the door was not open.

His eyes widened, cracks began to appear in his expression, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

He began to pull on the doorknob with all his strength, but the door still wouldn't move.

How can this be?

Zhang Cangying's canthus was about to crack, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Impossible!

A group of people watched his movements, showing nervousness and urgency throughout.

Seeing Zhang Cangying suddenly frantically pulling on the door, everyone seemed to have suddenly realized something, and their expressions collapsed.

Left and right started whispering, even agitation.

The noisy and broken voice reached Zhang Cangying's ears, no doubt it was not adding fuel to the fire of Zhang Cangying who was already on the verge of fury.

He turned his head abruptly, shot at the crowd like a madman with a flashlight, and then roared.

"Give me some peace!"

He raised his voice and yelled, the sound was so forceful that it almost broke, and it burst into people's eardrums, which sounded extremely suffocating.

"Believe it or not, I shot you all!"

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and the eyeballs seemed to be stared out by him.

There was no trace of deceit in his tone.

At this moment, he was like a dead man crawling out of a coffin, his face was pale, even his loose skin was trembling up and down, his facial features were distorted and ferocious, and he lost his mind.

The people who were in an uproar instantly fell silent in fright, stiff as a log.

Only then did Zhang Cangying turn around and continue to pull on the door.

Seeing that it really couldn't be opened, he unbelievingly picked up his pistol and fired a few more shots at the position of the door lock.

The results are obvious and it doesn't help.

Zhang Cangying was a little crazy now, and began to murmur in his mouth.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

He fired repeatedly, then kicked the door, yanked it, yanked it, and so on.

It's like a scourge that vents its temper, but it turns out that nothing changes.

At the same time, something called despair occupied everyone's brain nerves, and even Yang Le's expression became a little numb.

Shen Xibai's heart seemed to be in his throat, and he stood beside him stiffly, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Do you like fireworks?"

Yan Muqin suddenly said something like this without thinking.

Shen Xibai paused, the veins in his temples were still twitching indistinctly, and his face was pale with fear from Zhang Cangying's sudden madness.

He was still a little dazed when he heard Yan Muqin's voice suddenly, he blinked and moved his mouth silently, "What. '

"Admiring a firework for you," Yan Muqin's voice did not fluctuate, and his tone was very soft, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "Tsk, I'll time it."

"Three." Yan Muqin's voice was slightly cold, with a strong pause.

"Two." Shen Xibai's heart skipped a beat.

"One." Yan Muqin let out a gentle chuckle.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Shen Xibai heard a "pop", and Zhang Cangying, who was standing at the door, suddenly groaned in pain.

In the next second, it was as if someone had poured gasoline all over his body. Starting from the soles of his feet, the flames that came out of nowhere quickly climbed up to the corners of his trousers, and then quickly went up.

In just three seconds, the strands of his hair began to burn wildly.

The pistol and flashlight in Zhang Cangying's hand fell out of his hand and hit the ground with a heavy sound.

There was an uproar around, gasping for air.

Only Zhang Cangying's painful howls and cries for help remained in the room.

No one stepped forward to help.

"pong" Yan Muqin uttered an onomatopoeia leisurely.

Zhang Cangying, who was rolling on the ground because of the pain, suddenly froze and stopped.

In the next instant, all that was left in front of Shen Xibai's eyes was a large expanse of scarlet splashes and flames that kept fleeing...

Zhang Cangying... exploded in place.

"Fireworks... do they look good?"