After modification, enter the love game

"It doesn't affect my daily work." He said lightly, "At most I get a little emotional occasionally, but it's nothing."

Doctor Wen didn't say anything.

Because he knows... when an adult man says "a little emotional", it is often not really "a little"; and "nothing" is often not really "nothing".

So-called men are such stubborn creatures.

In fact, that emotion may have already caused a landslide and tsunami, but the past is gone and the future has to continue. Instead of wallowing, it is better to move forward. So I swallowed my tears along with the strong liquor, and only reminisced in the white mist of burning nicotine.

Maybe he is a psychologist who is not good at academics, but this is the only thing he understands.

Because he also has some "nothing to do" emotions burning fiercely at the bottom of the lake in his heart. Only by diving deep can he see a hint of fire.

In Jiang Mu's field of vision, the flames were spreading rapidly, bright yellow like seeping blood.

"Ladder! Find a ladder!" he shouted. "Quick, quick, quick!"

The man who was the family member also reacted instantly: "Is there a ladder?! Any ladder will do!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I have it at home, I'll go get it! Give me a few people to help carry it!"

"Take a few more! Take a few more!"

"Remember to get a wrench! Even better if you have pliers!"

Several men rushed out, tumbling and crawling.

Jiang Mu was not idle either. He found the package containing the performance clothes, reached in to cover himself, and took out a rope from the inventory.

The family members were stunned: "What is this?"

"Climbing rope." Jiang Mu skillfully opened the grappling hook and squinted his eyes to find a suitable position.

“…Why does this exist?”

Although the occasion was not right, the scene was so drastic that the family members couldn't help but ask.

"Props for the performance. If you don't believe me, look, there are costumes in the schoolbag."

Jiang Mu said as he threw it hard.

As the family member looked “oh my god”, the grappling hook accurately hit a burglar-proof window and held it tightly.

"No!" The family member stopped him immediately, "Child, no, absolutely not! This is too dangerous! The rope might burn!"

"Don't worry, it won't break."

Jiang Mu is extremely confident in the legendary golden climbing rope.

"It may not break even if I break it."

Family members: “…”

Taking advantage of the two seconds that the other party was being held captive by the Joke of Hell, the young man had tied the other end around his waist and pulled it casually.

Hard.

Go against the flame!

In the distance, the men who were grunting and moving the ladder were dumbfounded.

"What the hell?"

No matter how others sighed, Jiang Mu had already climbed up the wall.

He chose an air-conditioning exhaust fan as the landing point, opened the grappling hook again, and threw it again with force.

After a while, he successfully landed on the edge of the balcony - fortunately, there was a foothold here, probably a piece of iron sheet to shelter from the rain, which was enough to bear Jiang Mu's weight.

Jiang Mu took a deep breath, glanced at the ground subconsciously, and immediately moved away.

——Perhaps only Jiang Quhan knew that Jiang Mu was a little afraid of heights.

It was fine when I climbed up to the princess’ window before. I just had to take a breath or two.

But now that I'm here, heat waves are constantly gushing out, raising the nearby air to about forty or fifty degrees. The scorching heat is constantly devouring my senses, even my vision is dyed red, as if my entire soul is lying in a burning hell.

As my heartbeat quickened, all my fears multiplied.

But there was no way. Even if we put aside the so-called "fate", at this moment, he was the only one who was most capable of coming up to rescue.

He is not Peter Parker, and he does not have the heroic concept that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility.

I just hate tragedies, especially those happening right in front of me, that's all.

"Don't just stand there!" Jiang Mu shouted, "Hurry up and put up the ladder! Bring the fire extinguisher and pliers! There are explosion-proof windows here!"

"There's a fire extinguisher, but no pliers! I can't find any!"

There was a clear heat wave around him, as if it was going to burn him to ashes, but the middle-aged man felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

"No pliers? How could there be no pliers?"

He said in a desperate voice, "There must be something like this! I have it at home! Who doesn't have a tool to repair things at home?! Look for it, there must be something!"

"Really not!"

The person who was speaking was also anxious. "We do have those small pliers, but the security windows are too thick! We can't use them!"

...How could there not be?

Jiang Mu frowned and bit the tip of his thumb, and scarlet blood bloomed between his lips and teeth, with a fishy-sweet taste.

This is unreasonable. The male protagonist went through untold hardships to get before the devil. His wife and brother died on the way, and even his entire kingdom was destroyed. He stood in front of the door with a heart full of hatred, and then found out that to enter the door he needed a fucking smart verification and needed to spend a minimum of 10,000 yuan. If he wasn't a VIP he couldn't get in anyway?

What an international joke!

Jiang Mu stared at the old man who was barely breathing. The "plot line" made the old man worry-free temporarily, but it was only temporary. It was a weak and invisible force.

Because if it was really that strong, Ji Suyi should have recovered long ago.

...So, if Jiang Mu really can't do anything, the old man will definitely die.

The old anti-theft window stood between them, like a scar from the sky and the earth.

The scorching heat continued to burn Jiang Mu's skin, making him feel dry mouth and tongue, but what was burned even more was Jiang Mu's nerves. What was burning was also flames, the flames from the past.

The back of his head ached dully, as if it had been torn apart by lightning.

Perhaps the temperature was too high, even the light was burned and distorted, and the light and shadow of the past diffused from the depths of memory and flowed along the scar on the back of the head.

“…Actually, I was playing hide and seek.”

"You're not wrong! You're not wrong at all! If even a child like you...if even a child like you would be wrong after doing this, then this world is fucking hopeless!!!"

There was also crying, shrill, devastating crying.

…It’s such a familiar feeling, the feeling of being able to do something, and the feeling of being unable to do anything, the feeling of being able to only watch things turn into tragedy.

It hurts so much, being pierced by memories, even my soul is aching.

An inexplicable impulse made Jiang Mu hold the security window. The iron pipe was so hot that it seemed to burn his palm, but what was even hotter was the blood - the flowing, red blood.

Can a person pry open a security window? Even an extremely old, rusty one?

Probably.

There is a program abroad that requires a strong man to hold two falling giant doors with his bare hands to stop them from falling. Each giant door weighs 160 kilograms. These two doors are called the Gates of Hercules, which refers to Hercules who holds up the entire sky in mythology.

Someone could hold both doors for a minute and a half.

He should be able to open this anti-theft window.

Then can I?

……Can.

As long as it is something human can do.

I can...definitely do it!

"Click——"

A piercing sound was heard! The weld of the iron pipe was twisted! Deformed! Broken!

Under people's incredulous gazes, the rusty anti-theft window was forcibly torn down!

The young man threw the broken iron pipe down with an expressionless face, as if he were throwing away a corpse.

"Get out of the way!" he shouted.

First there was silence, like a heavy snowfall.

Then, there was a roar of thunder and sea.

"Fuck!"

“What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! Awesome!”

"Brother! You are my brother! Awesome!!!"

"This guy is a fucking gym student? This guy is a fucking gym student??? You're fucking Spider-Man!"

When Jiang Mu stepped forward to carry the old man out, the reassuring sound of the fire truck was approaching.

Several ladders were randomly placed on the wall, and the men climbed up with great enthusiasm.

But Jiang Mu suddenly felt very quiet, an unprecedented quietness - the sound of fire, the noise, the crackling of burning things, everything seemed to be far away, as if he was in the clouds.

Look at the time, 14:40.

Jiang Mu suddenly smiled, a relieved smile, as if he had let go of something.

"Can I take a bath?"

On the ground, the young man glanced at the old man being taken away by the ambulance and asked with a smile.

"I have a show to perform. Can you please take me to school?"

The sound was calm and happy, like a curtain falling.

[You have unlocked the special single player cg, but there are new skills that you have not yet claimed. ]

"Hiss...what's wrong with Jiang Mu?"

In the audience, Li Hua scratched his head, "After the curtain falls, there is a maximum of five minutes of rest... Where did this guy go? Why isn't he on stage yet?"

Suddenly, a voice was heard.

"You know nothing." The voice said, "Dad just went to save the world."

Li Hua turned his head, only to see that Jiang Mu had already changed into that extremely expensive performance outfit, and looked as handsome as a scumbag.

…I don’t know why, but my hair seems to be still wet.

Li Hua didn't say anything, but looked silently behind Jiang Mu.

A hand gently rested on the young man's shoulder.

Turning around, Jiang Quhan looked friendly.

"Whose father do you say you are?" he asked kindly.

Jiang Mu: "..."

Beside him, Dr. Wen smiled at him friendly and waved silently.

"…Well, Dad, my show is about to start, so I have to leave first!"

"I'll settle the score with you when I come back, go quickly!"

Jiang Mu ran away quickly and came behind the scenes.

He looked at the heroine who was as anxious as an ant on hot pot and smiled silently.

She casually fiddled with her still wet hair and walked over.

A pair of hands reached out from behind and covered Ella's eyes.

"Yo."

With a tone of laughter.

"Guess who I am?"

So the male and female protagonists took their positions, like locking gears.