After the small ball was swept out, there was no movement outside, not even the noise from the various rooms outside. It was a dead silence that seemed to be isolated from reality.

Xiao Lan did not act rashly, he waited silently.

After waiting for a while, the footsteps of someone entering finally sounded outside, and the footsteps were two people.

"Baby~ I love you so much~"

"Baby, me too~"

"Today we are going to take a bath together~"

"MUA~"

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps came greasy love words, and at the same moment, the hustle and bustle outside came over, and finally the bathroom was no longer an independent space that seemed to be divided.

After taking a shower quickly, Xiao Lan pushed open the broken door of the bathroom compartment.

Open at the same time, there is the opposite one.

Xiao Lan met Wu Ting who opened the door opposite. After seeing the expressions on each other's faces at the moment, the two exchanged tacit glances.

Obviously, they all encountered the same thing just now, and it seems that Wu Ting has his own solution.

The girl Wu Ting was still dripping with long hair, casually draped over her shoulders, with only a bath towel wrapped around her body, and she came out like this.

In order to show respect for the other party, Xiao Lan quickly looked away.

But in the brief glance just now, he still found Wu Ting's chest... It was so flat that he could run a hundred grass-mud horses, just like a man. It turned out that the previous turbulent waves were all due to silicone or sponge pads!

What about the most basic trust between people?

Wu Ting was unaware of Xiao Lan's inner vibration, she just walked away with graceful steps.

On the other side, the sound of water in the room where the couple was located had already sounded, accompanied by some discordant voices. Hearing that, Xiao Lan had goosebumps all over his body, fearing that he would be left with irritated ears, he rubbed his arms, quickened his pace and left.

——

Back in the room, Xiao Lan found Luo standing in darkness.

The fake city outside the window brought a faint layer of light, reflecting on his side face, which outlined a high nose bridge, slightly smiling lips, and a beautifully curved jaw, making Luo's facial features particularly outstanding.

Luo seemed to be contemplating something, and the look of serious thinking revealed a unique charm.

He didn't come back to his senses until Xiao Lan's footsteps appeared at the door of the room.

"Sir." Luo looked at Xiao Lan, "There seems to be a power outage in the room."

Xiao Lan: "..."

All the beautiful pictures before were broken, so this guy was just thinking about why the power went out?

Xiao Lan went forward to check and found that the landlord had remodeled the circuit in the partition room, and the power would be cut off at night. He was really a stingy guy to a certain extent.

Maybe Zhang Dong from the terminal supermarket will have a very common language with him.

Even the shabby, old, creaky little fan above my head stopped, and it seemed to be the rhythm of being overheated tonight.

Xiao Lan looked at the room: "It's a pity that I don't have any tools at hand now, otherwise I can change the circuit or something."

Luo was very curious: "Sir, how many skills have poverty allowed you to master?"

Xiao Lan thought for a while: "That's what we poor ghosts are like..."

Just as the two were talking, a rustling sound suddenly sounded above their heads.

Xiao Lan looked up and saw something appeared on the fan he had just looked at earlier. Slender, old, as if blended with the stain - hemp rope.

They had obviously thrown this thing out before, and just a moment ago, when Xiao Lan looked up at the fan, there was no such thing on it.

Before the two of them knew it, it appeared on its own!

Now that there is no wind outside, the hemp rope is swaying by itself, and the amplitude is full of provocation. It is obvious that he is saying: scumbags, Laozi is back, you hit me.

Faced with this inexorable hemp rope, the emotionless demolition machine and his lackey decided to let it understand the cruelty of reality.

Xiao Lan gave Luo a look, and Luo instantly understood.

He stood up and stretched his slender arms to pull the arrogant twine off the fan.

On the other side, Xiao Lan rummaged through the clutter in the room, and finally found a wooden stick.

The two teamed up to wrap this innocent little hemp rope, which did not know what would happen in the future, to a wooden stick, and found a broken bucket to put it in.

Xiao Lan smiled and took out [this is a highly poisonous dagger] from the storage space and shook it towards the hemp rope.

[This is a highly poisonous dagger] Treating ordinary items will not trigger poison, but if this hemp rope is not ordinary, it will be easier.

At this time, the twine finally felt that something was wrong, and it tried to struggle. However, he found that some animal had tied a bunch of dead knots to it and tied him firmly to the stick. Now it was more tangled than the earphone cable and couldn't be untied at all.

It could only watch Xiao Lan swing the dagger towards it "helplessly".

"[This is a highly poisonous dagger] Causes damage to No. 13 on the upper sling, with additional toxicity: Liushen Flower Dew Water"

The fragrance of toilet water diffuses in the narrow partition room, which is refreshing, pleasant, repelling mosquitoes and relieving itching.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Brother, are you okay? Don't leak air at this critical time, okay?

Xiao Lan swung several knives at the hemp rope in a row:

"[This is a highly poisonous dagger] Causes damage to the upper sling No. 13, with additional toxicity: 84 disinfectant"

"[This is a highly poisoned dagger] Inflicts damage to Upper Sling No. 13, with additional toxicity: Insect Growth Regulator"

...

I couldn't help shivering again when got on the sling No. 13, the only thing could still move was shaking: Come on, two silly comparisons~

Xiao Lan swung the last knife with a dark face:

"[This is a highly poisonous dagger] Causes damage to No. 13 on the upper sling, with additional toxicity: aqua regia"

"Chi—" The sound of corrosion appeared along with the yellow mist, and the acid entered the upper sling No. 13 with the dagger, spread along the wound pierced by the dagger, and spread at an unscientific speed.

Xiao Lan quickly took a step back, dodging the gas that appeared.

No. 13 on the sling suddenly struggled desperately, but aqua regia was raging in its body as if it had life. With the rising mist, soon, only a pool of unrecognizable things was left.

No. 13 on the sling, died.

The rope is waving in the rivers and lakes, how can it not roll over.

While the bucket was still alive, Xiao Lan threw the broken bucket out of the window, since public morality or anything else was useless in such a fake city.

Now, the room is finally quiet.

Xiao Lan thought that she didn't know what would happen at night, so she might as well go to bed earlier now.

But he didn't want him to just lay in bed, and a group of mice sprinted and whizzed past the window. The coquettish walking position stepped on the old metal pipes outside the window to make a rhythmic noise, as if a wild di.

Xiao Lan: "..."

I don't know why, even though the city outside is fake, there are still mice.

At the same time, the cultists who lived next door to Xiao Lan also started making noise. They were chanting "God's Punishment" and "Please punish me." The walls of the heart pass over.

Xiao Lan: "..."

On the other side, the couple came back from a bath and started to quarrel, the walls were useless in front of their voices:

"I'm breaking up with you! You tasteless man in boxers!"

"What's wrong with the boxer pants, don't you feel safe?"

"But why are your boxers pink with Hello Kitty printed on them!"

"Doesn't this mean that I'm so fucking cute!?"

"Where is the pirated version so cute!?"

"Are you stupid!"

"You're fucking stupid!"

Then there is the sound of the melee.

One of the players seems to have chosen a long-range attack, and various items are constantly being thrown. However, the player seemed to have a bad shot. Most of these things smashed into the wall in the direction of Xiao Lan, making a huge "bang" sound.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Also sleep a fart.

Xiao Lan sat up from the bed with a sullen face. He knocked on the wall, reminding the couple who were indulging in the men’s and women’s Sanda hegemony competition, that there were two big living people living next to them.

How can couples who are fighting in full swing have time to manage other people.

One of the men shouted in the direction of the wall: "Knock what, a dead single dog who has no money and no one wants, believe it or not, I will come to clean you up in the middle of the night!"

"Eat my smelly sock attack from last week!"

The woman also took the time to shout: "Dead single dog! Go eat shit!"

"Oh, you actually attacked me with slippers!"

The dead single dog Xiao Lan who has no money and no one wants, feels the anger of leaving at this moment! Although I am poor and single, this is not the reason why you despise me!

He said to Luo, who was watching the scenery by the window: "I want them to see the beatings of people in society!"

Luo turned to look at him and smiled slightly: "At your service, sir."

——

next door.

The man who shouted loudly had been forced to the door by his girlfriend and was covering his face with a plastic basin. He was preparing for a chance to fight back.

The door behind him was suddenly knocked open by a force, and the force of the door's opening and closing knocked him out, and his face went straight to the slippers in his girlfriend's hands, and he was knocked over with his girlfriend to the ground.

The two who rolled into a pile looked in the direction of the door in horror.

I saw a single dog who lived next door and a man in a three-piece suit that had seen before. The two of them were facing them with gentle and decent smiles, looking elegant and friendly.

If you ignore the shaky door beside them.

"You you you..." The man tried to organize the language.

The two who entered the door didn't mean to talk nonsense to them. The person who entered the door stepped away with long legs and walked towards them. On the way, Luo took the quilt from the bed in the room.

On the other side, Xiao Lan was gently fiddling with a bundle of nylon ropes of unknown origin.

Before the two could get up, the quilt was already covering their heads.

Then, in the darkness, they felt weak, pitiful and helpless in front of society. When they recovered, they were already fixed in the quilt with only one head showing, like two chicken rolls just out of the oven.

Xiao Lan squatted in front of them with a harmless smile: "I, want to sleep, understand?"

The two nodded in a panic, counseling very quickly and firmly.

Only the demon in front of him showed a satisfied smile, stretched out his hand and patted their heads: "If there is a next time..."

Luo, who was on the side, stretched out his hand to draw a horizontal line on his neck.

The couple understood in seconds, and nodded their heads as if they had epilepsy.

Saying goodbye to the couple, the two entered the room of the cultist next door and had a cordial and friendly condolence. The two sides conducted in-depth exchanges on the issue of sleep at night, and launched an intimate discussion on the relationship between neighbors in the new era. Finally, the two sides reached an agreement. consensus.

Create a harmonious society, build a beautiful home together, and be a good neighbor in the new era.

After the two left, the cult who was tied to the bed and couldn't move: "..."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Lan: Although I am a dead single dog with no money and no want, this cannot be a reason for you to despise me.

Luo: Sir, I want you.

Xiao Lan: But you are not human either.

Lo:  …