Previously at Wu Mei's house, he only watched for a short while before he felt an urge to hit someone and get angry.
This urge came back again in a short while.
My heartbeat, which was originally steady, started to accelerate.
His breathing became heavy, and the frequency of his breaths increased by at least twice as much as before.
My head was a little dizzy, similar to the dizziness after smoking, like when you take a big drag and almost can't catch your breath.
He quickly looked away from the ring, shook his head vigorously twice, and slapped himself twice before Gao Yang felt a little better.
Yes, he felt a little better, but the dizziness was still there, and without realizing it, he clenched his fists!
Something's not right; this violent urge seems uncontrollable.
"Slap slap slap"
Gao Ang slapped himself a few more times. The loud slaps were especially loud in the middle of the night, sounding like he was clapping for love. But in Xiao Hua's eyes, it was a different story: Has this blue man gone mad?
Even after slapping himself several times, Gao Ang didn't have any obvious handprints on his face.
"Damn, it still hurts when you hit yourself."
It's like using your own spear to attack your own shield. It doesn't hurt when others hit him, not because he doesn't feel pain, but because ordinary people's strength is insufficient to break through his defenses. But he is different. The hardness of his palms is about the same as the hardness of his face, and his own strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. So, the feeling of him hitting himself is the same as an ordinary person hitting himself.
However, the pain did not eliminate his inner violence; instead, it fueled his destructive desires.
With a clear mind and knowing exactly what he was going to do next, Gao Ang pushed back his chair, opened the door, and strode out of the villa without even closing it.
Xiaohua also sensed that something was wrong with him. She blinked twice in confusion, and when she saw the blue man leave in a hurry, she called out and followed him.
A person and a cat walked out of the villa, out of the community gate, and headed towards a sparsely populated area.
The problem is that this is Puxi, the most bustling area of Shanghai, and it's really hard to find a place without people or surveillance cameras.
Ang Gao's current state is strange. It doesn't seem like he's gone mad. People who go mad are generally out of their minds and can't distinguish friend from foe, so they beat up whoever they see.
But he was different. He was very clear-headed and his mind was clear. He knew that he was not in a good state, and he knew to escape from the villa and find a deserted place to avoid his supernatural powers being seen or harming others.
Moreover, all his extraordinary abilities were still present, even more potent than before, as if he had been injected with stimulants.
But he just couldn't control himself, or rather, he couldn't control the anger in his heart.
He couldn't suppress this anger; it was like a fire burning in his heart, either to be released or to explode within him.
Releasing it will make him feel much better. If it explodes in his heart, he doesn't know what the consequences will be, but it will definitely be terrible.
This anger was rather strange; the more he resisted, the stronger the rebound became. When he first went out, he was just clenching his fists, but now he couldn't help but start swinging his fists.
A man wearing a vest and shorts, shuffling in slippers, with a cat following behind him, was walking rapidly and breathing erratically. He was waving his fists at the air as if there were his sworn enemies in the air.
Fortunately, this bizarre scene happened late at night, when everyone who was supposed to be resting was already at rest. Even those who weren't resting were probably nightclub enthusiasts who were drunk and out of their minds, so they were used to this kind of situation and might even have thought they were fellow enthusiasts.
Hearing the sound of flowing water, Gao Ang knew there was a small ditch nearby and ran quickly towards the sound.
It's called a ditch, but it's actually a small river, about five or six meters wide. It's just a scenic river on the outskirts of the residential area, and the water is at most two or three meters deep.
Before he could take off his clothes, Gao Yang rushed forward and jumped down with a "thump".
"Meow"
Little Flower was dumbfounded, standing on the shore somewhat at a loss. It had never been in the water much in its life. Although it sometimes liked to get a little wet, it didn't have the courage to jump in.
The sound of the water hitting the water was very loud, but no one nearby noticed it in the dead of night, except for a cat.
After falling into the water, Gao Ang immediately chose to hold his breath and completely submerge himself to the bottom of the river. Fortunately, the river was deep enough to submerge his head, and there was even a meter of space left.
After stepping onto the muddy riverbed, he mustered all his strength and swung his fist fiercely at the bottom of the river.
Punch, kick, headbutt!
Water offers much greater resistance than air, making it a much more effective place to vent anger than on land.
Here, he even felt like he had become the Dragon King of the Riverbed. Except for not being able to summon wind and rain, and not being able to summon shrimp soldiers and crab generals, he felt that he could shatter everything.
The little flowers on the bank also observed everything on the river surface with concern. At first, there was no movement, only occasional ripples.
As time passed, the turbulence on the river grew larger and larger; ripples became waves, waves became giant waves.
The giant waves crashed against the riverbank again and again, leaving Xiaohua dumbfounded.
"Hey, there are fish in this river?"
"What fish? This is just a stinking ditch."
"Look at those waves..."
"What a load of nonsense! You've had too much to drink. Where did this stinking ditch come from..."
Two drunkards, their eyes blurry and their steps unsteady, stumbled past the riverbank. Seeing the turbulent river, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"I knew it! There are no waves here. You're just making things up."
"I clearly saw it..."
One of them ignored all that, grabbed his companion, wrapped his arms around his neck, and continued walking forward, saying, "What's the point of watching a game? I'll take you to the next one, hehe..."
Gao Ang didn't know how long he stayed at the bottom of the river, nor how many punches he threw, until most of his anger subsided before he stopped.
Only then did he have time to open his eyes and observe the underwater world. The light from the streetlights shone down from the water's surface, and combined with his existing night vision, the underwater scene was completely visible.
The water was murky, with bubbles of all sizes mixed with mud and sand swirling around, along with some plastic bags, smelly socks, and even a few condoms...
"Damn it, how did I end up here?"
Seeing these things immediately soothed my previously relaxed mood.
With a push of his feet, he leaped out of the riverbed, then fell back in with a splash.
The angle wasn't adjusted properly, and it jumped straight up and down from the spot...
Once I reached the shore, I noticed Little Flower was there too. I greeted her, "Hello, good evening."
"Meow."
Seeing that Gao Ang was unharmed, Xiao Hua didn't mind coming up and licking him.
"Damn, that broken thumb ring is really weird. Little Flower, why are you fine when you look at it?"
Gao Feng had his own guess about this.
Perhaps that ring only works on humans?
When I first saw this thing, I felt something was wrong. Later, my senior took it to get tested, which resulted in a fight.
According to my senior's account, Section Chief Zhang and his colleagues were also affected, and their tempers have worsened considerably.
But they only had a fight; they didn't go too far.
If it really is about this ring, why would Wu Mei cruelly murder her husband, and why is she so irritable herself?
That doesn't make sense!
Or is this ring sentient, reacting differently to different people?
"Has a spirit? That's bullshit. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it's forbidden for things to become sentient. It's just a broken thumb ring!"
Gao Ang immediately dismissed the idea, knowing there must be some secret he hadn't yet discovered.
Looking at my embarrassing situation, I realized that my slippers had been kicked off at some point, my white vest was now black, and my floral shorts were now black.
"Let's go home. Hopefully, the security guard will let me in."
After venting my anger, the journey home became quite awkward.
On the way here, I didn't see so many people staying out all night. They all looked at Gao Zheng like he was crazy. If he hadn't been holding a cat and didn't have a crooked mouth, drooling, or anything, they probably would have called a mental hospital to come and take him away.
"Mr. Gao, what's going on?"
The security guard on duty rubbed his eyes, somewhat unable to believe his eyes. Was this still the same Mr. Gao who often drove his MINI to buy groceries, dressed smartly, and had a handsome face comparable to Niu Dehua?
"Cough cough, I drank too much and fell into the ditch. I've also lost my slippers."
After dealing with the security guard in an awkward yet polite manner, Gao Ang was finally able to enter the community gate.
When I got back to my room, I realized that I had left in such a hurry that I hadn't even closed the door.
Without thinking too much, Gao Ang took a sniff of himself and found it to be incredibly pungent.
The entire first floor of the villa was filled with his smell; I wonder how Xia Weiwei will spray him with odor tomorrow morning.
"Never mind that for now, I'll take a shower first, and clean up later."
Shower, change clothes, do laundry, mop the floor, then spray some air freshener...
After finishing all this, it was already getting light, and before we knew it, the night had passed.
I took a deep sniff, and there was hardly any smell left in the hall.
However, it seems that the odor molecules are still quite strong in the direction of the stairwell.
There's nothing that can be done about it; air is constantly moving, and there's no way to stop these odor molecules from escaping.
They've all gone up to the second or even third floor, so he can't go up there and spray things.
Xia Weiwei had said that there were hidden cameras everywhere except in the bedroom, as a warning to him not to cross the line.
He had also observed that there were indeed quite a few cameras, but he didn't know if it was a habit of hers or if she lacked a sense of security.
"Fine, I'll just take the scolding."
Gao Ang threw the bottle away and didn't care anymore. He had done what he had to do, so let him be criticized.
Only then did he have time to glance at the ring from afar; he dared not get close to it again.
"Wait a minute, there seems to be someone else's smell in this room?"
He stood far away from the ring, closed his eyes, and began to carefully search the room for the scent.
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