Chapter 150: Killing his father and setting fire to the house, the diaper-less milk ball quietly does great things
"Sun Jianzhou? What happened to you?" Meng Fuling asked in a low voice.
I was so busy with this that I almost forgot that I had to go to Sun Jianzhou's place today to erase his son's memory.
As a result, something happened on his side before the agreed time.
"Cough, cough, cough!" He covered his mouth and nose and coughed, tears streaming down his face. "I, I'm locked in the room."
"The house is on fire, I, I won't go out!" he said, slamming the door hard with his hands.
"My wife went back to her parents' home last night, so she asked me to take care of Tuanzi for a day."
"As a result, I was half asleep in the middle of the night, and that bastard locked the door while I was sleeping!"
"This room has security bars on the windows for the children's safety. I can't get out at all now."
As he was speaking, thick smoke continued to pour in from the crack in the door, making it impossible to breathe.
Sun Jianzhou is very smart. For peace of mind, he installed a camera at home yesterday.
At this time, he could clearly see the situation in the living room on his mobile phone, and his son Tuanzi was standing outside the door.
"Open the door, Chen Jifeng, you bastard!" Sun Jianzhou banged on the door hard: "I know who you are!"
At this time, outside the room, the little kid wearing a diaper had locked the door.
He pushed the chair to the door and blocked it with a cold smile: "Go to hell."
Then the little brat turned around and crawled towards the door. It was all seen clearly from the surveillance camera in Sun Jianzhou's home.
The live broadcast room exploded when they saw this scene, and all the fans’ fatigue was swept away.
[Oh my god, the most cruel person in the world is actually someone who wears diapers and can kill and set fire to things at the age of one.]
[How ironic! This security net was originally installed for the child's safety, but now it's blocking his escape route.]
[This love rival is really cruel. If he couldn't kill you in your last life, he will kill you in this one.]
This little brat actually set the house on fire. Look, he's still crawling around in the dark, trying to escape.
[The most frightening thing is that beneath the face of an angel resides the soul of a devil. This guy is probably in great danger today.]
Although fans in the live broadcast room complained, they were quite quick in calling the fire department.
Meng Fuling had to rush to his house: "Don't worry, I'll be there soon!"
Trapped in the room, there was a fire in the living room. Even if I didn't burn to death, I would be choked to death by the thick smoke.
Although Chen Jifeng only has the body of a one-year-old, he has the murderous soul of a man in his thirties.
When Meng Fuling arrived at the scene soon, it was already bright and the fire brigade had arrived.
But the whole house was burned so badly that even the rescue workers could not rush into the house immediately.
"Husband!" At this time, a woman's crying voice was heard outside the door. It turned out that Liu Wen rushed back from her parents' home after hearing that something happened at home.
She was holding the one-year-old Tuanzi in her arms, and the little bastard was clinging to her neck with a look of disgust on his face.
"My husband is still inside, please save him quickly!" She cried and knelt in front of the rescuers.
The rescue team was ready to enter the house to rescue people, but the fire inside was too big and was accompanied by explosions.
"Boom!" There was a sharp explosion, and the firefighters who rushed in the door were forced to retreat.
"Husband!" Liu Wen cried anxiously, but the little girl inadvertently revealed a smug smile.
He gave Meng Fuling a provocative look, as if to say, "You can't do anything to me," which was simply courting death.
Looking at the live broadcast on the mobile phone, Sun Jianzhou in the live broadcast was no longer speaking.
Everything around was white, and the live broadcast was soon interrupted.
"Xiaoling, why don't you rescue the person first." Eighteen looked at her from a distance.
Meng Fuling looked at the raging fire and said, "Sun Jianzhou didn't deserve to die. It's my fault that Chen Jifeng reincarnated with his memories."
"The fate of those who shouldn't have died has changed, so I must save them."
Just as she was about to get up, Qin Muchen immediately stepped forward and held her back: "Fuling, it's dangerous! You can't go in."
"Yes, such a big fire and natural gas can explode at any time." Li Jingyan also pulled her to stop her.
Meng Fuling raised two fingers and drew a spell in the air, muttering confidently: "Blazing fire, illuminating the abyss, seeing through everything inside and out, nothing can escape its grasp."
In an instant, the flames in the house became noticeably smaller. Eighteenth Palace curled his lips and said, "Go ahead, I'll help you control it."
He also made a secret move, and the fire in the eighteen levels of hell that burned every day was controlled by him.
"Thanks, Eighteen!" Meng Fuling raised her leg and prepared to walk into the house.
Soon after, the firefighters rushed in and began to put out the fire in the chaotic scene.
But she walked straight to the door of Sun Jianzhou's room, and the chair at the door was stuck on the bolt.
No wonder he couldn't break the door open. Chen Jifeng didn't give him any chance to escape.
"Break it open!" The firefighters were about to get tools to pry the door open, but it was too slow this way.
Meng Fuling waved her hand and made a gesture, and with a loud "clatter", the tightly locked door of the room was opened.
Several firefighters were dumbfounded. Saving people at the critical moment required some metaphysics.
Sun Jianfeng had been suffocated by the thick smoke and had to be carried out from the sea of fire by several people.
Seeing her husband being rescued, Liu Wen threw herself on him and cried heartbrokenly.
Fortunately, no one is hurt at the moment and the fire in the house has been gradually put out.
Firefighters emerged from the burned-out house and said, "The gas line was opened, and that caused the explosion."
"You were the one who opened the natural gas pipeline!" Meng Fuling reminded, her cold eyes sweeping over the little girl in Liu Min's arms.
"What? Who opened it?" Liu Wenhuai was in disbelief. "Impossible! I clearly closed it before I went home."
"Then you should ask your good son!" She stared at the baby in her arms who was not crying or making a fuss.
She immediately got angry and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? When I came back, he was lying alone at the door."
"It was he who turned on the natural gas, and it was he who set the fire!" Meng Fuling pointed out on the spot.
"Wow, wow, wow!" At this time, the little girl burst into tears, tears of grievance streaming down her face as if she was frightened by her.
Liu Wen, holding her son in her arms, angrily scolded: "My son is only one year old, how could he possibly get it? I think you are crazy?"
He won't cry until he sees the coffin. This bastard concealed it very well in front of Liu Wen, so it's normal that she didn't believe it.
"Cough cough cough!" Sun Jianzhou woke up at this time, and he immediately became sober and excited when he saw the child in his arms.
Meng Fuling took out her phone and said, "See for yourself."
The content of the surveillance video was clear. At five o'clock in the morning, Naituanzi first set the fire and then locked Sun Jianzhou's room.
Then he turned on the natural gas in the house and started setting it on fire. His actions were quick and efficient.
Watching the surveillance video, Liu Wen opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at her son in her arms in surprise.
"This, this is impossible. How could he do such a thing when he is so young?"
Liu Wen still refused to believe it: "It must be a coincidence, you see, there is no way he would do such a thing!"
But the video couldn't be fake, and she suddenly began to doubt Sun Jianzhou's previous panic and suspicion.
She looked at the child in her arms in disbelief. Could he really be the reincarnation of Chen Jifeng?
Otherwise, why would a one-year-old child kill his own father?
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