I was surprised, quickly set off the quilt, and saw the hair stand up.The child's bundle is solid, and the rope buckles that are used are not known, which is extremely complicated.This kind of rope buckle looks very professional at first glance, and it is definitely not something that ordinary small people can bundle.

How can I not solve it, the rope clasp is very tight, and the tangled is dead.

I was sweating, thinking that I couldn't solve this, I had to find some tool.I turned over the bedside table and was looking for a voice behind me, “What are you doing?”

I hit a spirit, just looking back, suddenly the back of the head hit, the face of a black, then fell.

It was as if lying on the bedside table, turning the lamp on the ground and everything that was messy, and the cracking sound came from the ear.

I lay on the ground, trying to open my eyes, feeling that the back of my head was a little wet.I reluctantly turned around and saw the man coming near him with a stick of wood, and he looked at me, “I asked you what you were doing?”

"How did you bind your son?"

The man was hysterical, “I tell you, my son is evil!”You’re deaf in your fucking ear, can you understand?”

"Okay, okay, I'll go."His stick knocked me out, I felt incoherent, my brain like an old cow breaking a car, not thinking much about it.

“Want to go?”The man hit it off with a stick.The instinctive sense of escape was still there, and I watched the space under the bed, not to be dirty, dripping into the bed, he was empty, and he was playing on the bedside table.

He leaned down, looked at me from the outside, and stabbed me back and forth with a stick.

I touched the back of the brain, wet blood, the heart is jumping into one, now the only idea is to run out from here, to find small fish confluence.

Just then, the boy in the bed "wow wow" cried, and he woke up.The man looked at me, showed a strange smile, no longer stabbed me with a stick, but stood up to start with the child.

I gritted my teeth, reached out and grabbed a make-up box on the ground, threw it over the window opposite with all my might, and struck a loud noise.I am a reminder of the back window of the little fish, can not understand it to see himself.

The shadow was shaking on the ground, the man seemed to be holding the child to escape the room, and I bit my teeth and got out from under the bed.

The man really hugged the child to leave, and I used to hold him to death and shouted the name of the little fish.The man turned back with an elbow and hit me on the nose, and the nose was bleeding.

His elbow is to fire me, I think you do not let me well, I will not let you.I licked my head back and forth into his clothes and put all the nosebleeds on him.

The man's eyes were red, his mouth roared, almost hysterical, and he hit my head with his fist.

I will not do any martial arts, close hand-to-hand combat is all a trick, choking his ass and pinch him under his body with his teeth.

The man screamed in pain and yelled, “You’re a fucking dog!”

"How do you know I'm a dog?"A voice came from outside, and we looked over at the same time, and the man was the little fish.

The little fish had a shovel in his hand and smiled, "I am a dog, let you see the power of the dog."

He hit the man on the top of the man, and the man raised his son and blocked himself.

I was shocked and shouted, “Little fish, be careful!”

The little fish was ready early, and the shovel did not hit it down, but flew out of a foot that was kicking on the man's stomach.

The man could not bear, took the child with me, and the three of us fell to the ground together.The little fish came and took the child.

The man also remembered, I hugged his waist tightly, shouted: "Little fish, protect the child, hurry to call the police!"

Little Fish said, “I’ll look at him, you’re holding the child!”

"Hurry up, I can't stand it."My arm is a bit hard to eat.Now is not the time to be humble, only who can catch up to do what to do.

Little fish helpless: "I immediately call the police, wait for the child to be safe, I will come to pick you up."

He took the child out of the door, the man and I rolled on the ground, his voice extremely sharp: "My son is evil, can't let him go!"Don't drag me, you don't understand anything, you have to do great things!"

The two of us tore on the ground, and for a moment he rode on me, and then I came up again to ride him under him.The man was under the dead hand, with his knees desperately on me, free time to give me a mouth.

I can't hurt, but I don't stop, and I call Beans in my mind.Bean said, "He has a yin on his body, and your little horn is likely not yet fully controlled, so take him down!"

I laughed bitterly, if I could take it long ago, it would be hard to ride a tiger now.

When we were torn, the sound of sirens came from outside, the lights on the front of the police car came in, and someone outside shouted: "The inside people pay attention, the hands hold their heads out, the people inside pay attention..."

I had a bloody face and a sneer: “The police are coming.”“

The man did not tear me, stood up and kicked me on my stomach, and turned my pain into a big shrimp.He opened the dark trough under the nightstand and took out a knife with a small adult arm length, and a little arc, such as a Tibetan knife or a knife from West Asia.

He pulled out the sheath, pointed the knife at me, and whispered, “Damn, I stabbed you to death!”

He tugged at the front of him and shouted, “Someone is going to kill someone, come in and arrest him!”

After saying this, he came to the back window, prying open the rusty insert with a knife, and then pushed the window open.He pointed to me with the tip of the knife: "Damn, say more words to kill you."

He jumped out of the back window, and I staggered after it, and went up to the window sill, and saw him escape from the yard in the middle of the night.

I quickly jumped out the window, before I waited to chase out, there was a policeman in the house behind me, they went straight to the back window, pointed to me and shouted: "You give me back!"

I don't listen at all, it's all trouble to stay, now hurry up.I stumbled and ran out, and saw the man running down the road, and he ran up a high-rise building.I quickly followed me into the hall on the first floor, and saw that several middle-age women were talking, and a woman said that the man who had just entered the elevator was too scary.There is a woman next to him, is he mentally ill?

I said, “Was that guy in the elevator?”

A few women looked at me and asked who you were.

I said, “Was there a man in his dress?”It was my second father, mentally ill, and somehow ran out of the house, and the family was looking for him."

"Young man, hurry up, your second master ran in with a knife, his eyes are red, scared to death, sitting in the elevator seems to go to the highest level."A mother said.

They taunted and said to call the police, when I have time to play with them, see the elevator, hurry in, press the top.

The highest level here is the 29th floor, the elevator is old, slow, it is difficult to get to the 29th floor.

The building is commercial and residential, there are some company posters and posters hanging in the corridor, I am dazed, I do not know where the man ran.

“Can you know where he is?”I asked Bean.

Bean turned into a shrine, sitting on my shoulder, moving his nose like a puppy: "There is no him on this floor."

“What?”, I was surprised.

"He must be on the sky."Bean said.

I found a humble staircase in the stairwell, all the way to the top, the twenty-ninth floor above the roof.

Here, it is gloomy, especially cold, and the weak floor lighting line can see the blood on the ground, all the way down the cement stairs to the top.

My heart was beating faster, and the place was so strange that I carefully came to the end of the stairs.In front of the iron door opened a gap, next to the lock was pried open, tossed on the side.

I took a deep breath and pushed the iron door open, and a strong wind came over.

I went out step by step, the roof is not big, the four walls are hanging things like external air conditioners, pipelines.At this moment, when the full moon was empty, the moonlight was like water, and I saw the man standing on the edge of the roof not far away, step by step.

I yelled, “Brother, calm down!”

He turned his head to look at me, and the footsteps did not stop, all the way to the edge of the roof, the night wind blew, his hair was scattered, and it seemed to fall at any time.

“Mr. Reporter, do you believe me?”He looked at me confused.

"Of course I believe you, and there is something to say, don't think of it."I said, "You have a wife and children."

“My son is a demon,” he said, “and it was a failure of my education.”If you believe me, you must kill him and not let him live in the world.”

"You should do this, you have to live well."I said in a hurry.

At this moment, the iron door behind him was pushed open, two or three policemen came up, and when they saw me, they shouted, “What’s going on?”

I pointed to the man in the distance: "This big brother is going to kill himself."

The policeman pointed to him and said, “Come down, don’t do anything stupid, hurry up!”

The man stood on the roof, his feet rubbed a little outside, and he sighed, “You don’t understand, you ordinary people don’t understand.”

He said, facing us, suddenly fell back, the portrait was lying flat in half empty, the whole fell.

He went down for a while, and the police and I didn’t even respond, and no one spoke for a moment.