Chapter 1870: Fire box

It will only be beaten, there will be no other possibility.
Looking down in the room just now, the black pressure is full of people, and with the back door, there are dozens of people.
Even if one person hits a stick, he will have to abandon himself, but how could each person only hit a stick? !
Judging from the tone, they don't seem to be willing to give up if they don't beat themselves into meat sauce.
At this time, Dong Gaogao really regretted his intestines. If he hadn’t been tempted by money, he wouldn’t casually search for others, or frame others, he wouldn’t end up with such an unbearable end.
It’s really as the old saying goes:
There is more embarrassment if there is more romance.

"Death magistrate, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Can I change it?"
Dongfang Gaoqiao raised his head and yelled, kicked the rescue door, and ran upstairs.
Ye Chen sneered, can he really say these irresponsible words?
"What if people who let themselves go because they couldn't stand defamation and swearing because you just confessed this simple sentence? Do you want them to end their lives in vain?"
This sentence is to announce that the live broadcast has entered the countdown.
There was basically no one talking in the forum area at this time. Everyone watching the live broadcast stared at Oriental Gaoqiao on the screen breathlessly.
"You are under the oppression of the people, feel the helplessness and despair of those framed by you, and disappear with the mood of being despised and ridiculed."
Ye Chen said the last word about the live broadcast.
Dongfang Gaoqiao has gone crazy, and no one on this floor has opened the door for himself. If he goes upward, he will go to the rooftop.
How can I escape after getting on the rooftop?
There are residents on both sides of the corridor, and there is a big fire box at the end of both sides. I haven't seen it opened since I lived in it, and many people use it as a storage box.
Similar fire boxes are also distributed in the fire exit.
There is no way, it is impossible to go to the rooftop, and it is impossible to go down now.
Going a little farther away, Dongfang Gaoqiao returned to the fire tunnel on this floor, found one of the fire boxes inside, and opened the door to drill in.
There are other things in the small space, and the fire-fighting facilities are basically empty. It is unlikely that the whole person is going in.
After trying it several times, I couldn't help it. How could my left wrist get stuck outside.
The sound of footsteps began to come in, and people obviously came to this neighborhood. If they don't go in again, they will be found by someone!
At this time, Dongfang Gaoqiao pressed his left hand against the wall, and his back exerted force, and the entire upper body leaned forward!
There was a "click" on the wrist, and Oriental Gaucho broke his bones.
Now you can swing your wrist casually.
Clench your teeth to prevent yourself from making a little noise, or you will immediately attract people.
Disability is better than death, as long as you can live at the end, what if there is no hand?
At this moment, Dongfang Gaoqiao still refused to accept the final outcome and was still greedy.
The sound of footsteps grew louder and the walls shook. You can see a little bit outside from the gap.
The crowd rushed past the fire door in front of them, just counting the number of people, already squeezing the East Gaucho could not breathe.
After a few minutes, it was determined that they had gone away, and Oriental Gaucho opened the door.
They should have all gone up, and just took this time to go downstairs!
As long as it is out of this building, there is no need to hide from Tibet like a mouse crossing the street.
I was about to go out, but at this time I heard the voice suddenly, and I was so scared that Dongfang Gaoqiao quickly retracted it.
The two boys walked into the fire escape, and the sound of metal collision here just drew them in.
After looking around, no figure was found. The two were very disappointed, shaking their heads and going back.
"Wow!"
The noise is not loud. If you don’t listen carefully, it’s basically hard to hear.
The mouse crawled over, leaning on the edge of Oriental Gaucho's reflex, his hand joint hit the fire door.
"and many more!"
One of the boys noticed the sound and immediately stopped.
"There was a voice just now, didn't you hear it?"
The guy who heard the voice grinned and his expression looked very excited.
However, the mess around is full of debris, even if you want to walk over, you have to jump up and down, there are not many places to stand, let alone can hide a person.
"Is it just a mouse?"
Another guy covered his nose, and the odor kept pouring into his nostrils.
But the young man who heard the voice didn't give up because of his partner's words, but walked inside.
"You are here to find yourself, I am out!"
Seeing that there was no way to persuade him, another hit shook his head and went out.
Dongfang Gaoqiao saw clearly after the box, murmured not knowing how many words he had cursed. If that guy continued to move forward, the only thing he would see was the box he was in.
What should I do? ! What else can I do? !
The young man carefully observed the surroundings, and occasionally lifted things off the ground, for fear of missing any place. Walking around, it soon came to an end.
This is the only thing left. He stared at the fire box in front and stopped.
I guess the size, but no matter from which point of view, it is not a space that an adult can cram into.
To really be able to do it, which part of the body must be bent.
I have listened to my partner for a long time. Looking for the fruitless boy shook his head and turned to leave.
"Squeak..."
There should be a mouse nest behind the box, and at this time several mice passed under the foot of Dongfang Gaoqiao.
It was already hot, and I found nothing in the pile of garbage, so when I heard the mouse call, the young guy burst into flames, and scolded and turned back to open the box door and would hit it with a stick!
"Mal Gobi!"
Finally found out!
At the moment when the stick was about to fall, East Gaucho's feet pressed hard and slid out of the young man's crotch. Then he grabbed a piece of glass beside him and stroked the latter's ankle.
Blood spattered, the boy screamed and fell to his knees.
He quickly lifted the other person to the ground, rushed up to cover his mouth with his clothes, and threw his right elbow thumping on his neck.
If he calls again, it will attract people!
I don't know where I came from with so much strength. Orient Gaucho, who usually gasps even when going down the stairs, took the boy away in a few strokes.
The voice was still transmitted, and the footsteps regained instantly, and the bustle was like a wave. ..
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