Chapter 44

"There seems to be a fire over there, shall we go take a look?"

The person in the mirror turned the wheelchair in another direction and pushed the Despair Spreader towards a residential building.

"Speaking of which, how should we call them? If we are in front of others, we should at least pretend. Although this kind of thing is really disgusting, who said that the world is full of disgusting garbage? Even ants are much better than them. Unfortunately, we still can't get rid of this terrible and disgusting fate."

The person in the mirror sighed.

"Wang Jue."

Despair monger replied.

"Okay then," the person in the mirror nodded, "Jong-in."

Zhong Ren pushed Wang Jue closer to the residential building, and as expected, the rooftop of the residential building suddenly caught fire.

The flames burned fiercely in the sky, and thick, blurry smoke filled the air. The surrounding buildings were quickly enveloped in smoke. Someone was still in the house, and with the window open, they were suddenly covered in smoke. They couldn't help coughing: "Cough, cough, cough - what is that? Cough, cough, cough - am I blind? Or is it raining today? I don't remember it being like this before it rained!"

Jongin moved aside a little, and the road became clear. Some people who wanted to watch the excitement came back from outside and gradually gathered here. They all looked up and were startled when they saw the flames. They looked at each other, touched their hair, and touched their faces. They all felt hot, as if they would be burned by the fire in the next moment, and hurriedly made phone calls.

"Hello? Son! Are you at home?"

"No, what's the matter?"

"Today, don't rush back. I'm telling you, there's a fire at my house. It's a big fire, burning everywhere. I'm afraid it won't be put out for a while. Don't rush back, otherwise, we won't have a place to stay, and we'll have to squeeze together to figure out a solution. It's so troublesome. If you can live in the company dormitory, then live there. If not, you can stay in a hotel."

"I see. Are you not hurt?"

"No, don't worry. Your mother runs faster than anyone else, how could she get burned?"

"What about my father?"

"Oh, he either got drunk and fell asleep on the road, or he was eating, drinking and playing games at his friend's place! Who cares what he does? How can he have nothing to do?"

"I am. Otherwise, Mom, you should think about going home to see if my dad is there."

"You think he would come home drunk? Forget it, he hasn't come home drunk for many years. However, if he is drunk and sleeping at home, it is possible. OK. I will give him a call. If he can hear me and answer the phone, then he is not drunk and definitely not at home. If he can't answer the phone, there is nothing I can do. I am so angry, I can't just rush in for him, right? How embarrassing."

The call was disconnected.

A middle-aged woman holding a basket full of vegetables sighed, with a helpless and proud look on her face, and strode forward. Someone nearby immediately reached out and grabbed her arm, shouting, "What are you going to do? Don't do anything stupid! Auntie, you are already this age, what are you doing rushing in? Don't compete with young people for this kind of thing."

There was also a middle-aged woman next to her, but she didn't have a vegetable basket in her hands, only a bright red drink bag.

Vegetable Basket said to Drink Pocket, "Don't worry. I'm too old to rush in to save people. I just called my son and he asked me to go home and check if his father is at home. If he is, we still have time and opportunity to get him out before the fire breaks out, so he won't die in there."

Drink Pocket shook his head: "But if you go in like this, aren't you going to die? There's such a big fire."

The basket said, "It doesn't matter. My house is not high. Didn't the fire fall down? It can't burn me. Otherwise, even if the door is blocked, I still remember to run. Don't I still have some things at home? Although compared with life, those things are nothing, but I feel I can't live without them. Let me go home and take a look. I won't stay here."

Drink Pocket was skeptical and relaxed his grip a little: "So that's the case, but it's not safe for you to go home like this, I'll go with you. If anything happens, we can still take care of each other. Your family member is already a grown-up, if he's really in there, doesn't he need help to get out? You definitely can't carry him, I'll go with you and can help! Let's go."

Cailanzi was stunned for a moment, hesitating to speak. She wanted to say something like "you don't have to do this", but she also felt that it was not a good idea to discourage others from helping others. What's more, others wanted to help her. As a person being helped, how could she push away someone who wanted to help her?

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth, and rushed into the corridor with the vegetable basket and drink bag squeezed side by side.

The others seemed to be attracted as well, and they shouted, "Come home with us! We still have a lot of stuff at home. If it really gets burned, we don't have a backup, and it will cost a lot of money to get it back. Where do we get so much money? Why don't we go home and get it back now? The fire isn't that big, and the door is open, so what are we afraid of? We've already called."

Someone else echoed, "Yes, the ambulance, police car and fire truck will be here soon. Let's go in and get the things out. Otherwise, they won't let us in when they get here. We can't wait for them. They don't live here, and no matter how much they care about us, they can't empathize with us. This is a big fire, there will be losses! Run in quickly!"

Everyone went in in a flash.

It was noisy both outside and inside.

Three people jumped down from the tall building. I say three people because in the middle was a woman who looked rather haggard, and on both sides were a son and a daughter, with ropes tied to the woman's wrists. The two children were struggling desperately and shouting to the people below: "Help! We don't want to die! Don't kill us! Mom! Mom! We don't want to die!"

The woman grabbed her son and daughter tightly and sneered: "Do you think you can escape now? I am doing this for your own good! A child whose mother is dead will definitely not survive. Without me, you will all die. Why don't we die together now? We will have a companion on the road. Aren't you most afraid of walking on the road alone? Mom will take you away now!"

The son shouted, "No, no, we don't want to go on, we don't want to walk on the road alone, we won't go, we won't go! Wuwuwu——"

The daughter also shouted, "Brother, father, and I don't want it either. If mom wants to die, just die alone. I don't care if she gets chopped up and dies. Why do you treat us like this? Why? Aren't we your own children? How can you treat us like this? If you die by yourself, will we stop you? Why do you take us with you to die?"

The son reached out and grabbed the step beside him: "I don't want to die, I want to go back, you go and die by yourself, get out of here, get out!"

The woman glared at him and grabbed his hands, trying to pry them off from above, gnashing her teeth.

The veins on her forehead popped out and she angrily said, "Let me go! Follow me and die!

You are my son, how can you live? I will never allow you to live, you bastard! You don't deserve to live. Who made you a rubbish? You can't blame me for this. If your father didn't treat me like that, I wouldn't take you away like this! But, there is no if, you have to go!"

The daughter took advantage of the woman's inattention, reached out and grabbed the railing next to her, and shouted, "Help!"

Before she could finish her words, the woman slapped her in the face and cursed her viciously: "You bastard, is it your turn to cry for help? Die!"

She stared with horrified eyes full of bloodshot, and with an equally horrified and tense expression, she raised her hand and slapped her daughter in the face repeatedly. After one slap after another, her daughter's eyes went dark, and her head felt buzzing. She couldn't speak at all. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but frowned, said nothing, and fainted.

The son saw his daughter lose consciousness and was furious. He bit the woman's neck and yelled incoherently: "If you want to die, just go and die! Why? Do you deserve it? What kind of a piece of shit are you? I'll kill you! You deserve to die! Who do you think cares about you? You deserve to die!"

The woman's neck was torn open by teeth.

The son didn't care whether his teeth would come loose from his mouth due to excessive force, and he bit down hard. In a moment of carelessness, his hand that was holding the railing was pulled away by the woman.

The woman laughed loudly: "You are going to die! No matter what, you have to die with me! You all have to die with me! Hahaha! I win! That bastard is gone! Dead! All dead! Die for me, ah ah ah——"

The two men attacked each other and quickly fell to the ground, and with a bang, they turned into two pieces of meat sauce.

Even their daughter who was brought down right beside them was not spared. With a bang, she turned into rotten meat.

All dead.

The crowd carefully went over and checked, and found that there was really no chance of saving them. They couldn't help but shake their heads, sighed, and slowly retreated from the range of blood. Some people couldn't accept this reality, and hurriedly ran away, holding on to the wall and vomiting, muttering: "How disgusting, is this what people look like after they die? Don't they find it ugly? Ugh——"

Zhong Ren smiled to Wang Jue and said, "Look at them, how kind and righteous they are."