C1 Midnight Farce

It was a small rented room. The whole room was only about ten square meters. The walls were mottled, and there were very few things in the room. There was only a single bed. The bed was covered with a bed sheet with blue and white stripes, a light blue pillow, and a light blue pillow. There was a simple wooden wardrobe next to the bed, and there was a small desk and a chair on the other side of the bed. There was a black bag on the table, and there was a cactus growing on the table.

Although the room was small and dilapidated, it was very neat. It could be seen that the owner of the room was a person who was self-disciplined.

It was nine o’clock in the evening. The door of the rented room was opened with the sound of the key being opened. A young man walked in. Because the sky was dark, he turned on the lights in the room. However, because the light bulbs had been used for too long, the white lights were dim.

The man’s appearance was revealed under the light. Although his appearance was ordinary, he gave people a very stable feeling. He was about 1.75 meters tall, and although he was not very tall, he was very strong. He was wearing a black sports suit that was suitable for movement. He looked very clean and neat.

After entering the room, the young man sat on the chair next to the desk. He did not speak, but just looked straight ahead.

This young man’s name was Yang Pann. He was 24 years old and had graduated from university. He had started working in the last year of university and now had a relatively stable job.

Although he had a stable job, Yang Pann had begun to feel bored with his current life and often had the impulse to leave it.

"Another boring day. The graduation party seems to be the day after tomorrow." After sitting for a while, Yang Pann sat on the chair and muttered to himself, "I should go out and walk around. It's boring to stay in the house." As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up from the chair and walked out of the door.

Because he was doing it casually, Yang Pann did not have a clear destination after leaving the house. Thus, he began to wander around aimlessly.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, Yang Pann stopped when he passed by a roadside barbecue stall.

Smelling the fragrance of roasted meat from the barbecue stall, Yang Pann felt that he had also developed an appetite.

Seeing that there were not too many people around, he found a random seat and sat down.

"Boss, 50 pieces of pork, 50 pieces of lean meat, and two sticks of beer."

"Alright, I'll be right there."

Yang Pann did not have any food for dinner tonight. Now that he was here, he could eat something to fill his stomach. However, because his appetite was always good, he ordered a little more.

While waiting, Yang Pan took out his old phone that had accompanied him through his entire university life. He looked at the messages on it and saw that they were basically all about the graduation party tomorrow.

Seeing that the students in the group were in a heated discussion, Yang Pann only quietly looked at them and did not participate in it. This was because when he was in school, he was very out of place. He always felt that he was incompatible with the teachers and students around him.

After looking for a while, the BBQ and beer he ordered were already on the table. He also closed his phone and started to eat. He was really a little hungry.

It had to be said that the roasted meat of this boss was indeed very good. The fat and lean meat were roasted until they were sizzling with oil. The color was also very attractive, golden yellow. With the boss's homemade seasoning, just the smell was very tempting.

While Yang Pann was eating, the people around him had unknowingly increased in number. Their voices started to become noisy, but he did not care about it. He was eating his own food and thinking about his own matters. Should he attend the so-called graduation party the day after tomorrow?

Although he had been studying with them for four years, he was basically alone in school. Other than interacting with his roommates who lived in the same dormitory, he basically had no contact with the other students. Over time, his relationship with his classmates became distant.

Yang Pann thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing to say to each other anyway. He decided not to go tomorrow to avoid embarrassment.

After thinking about it, a trace of drunkenness gradually surged up.

Looking at the four or five empty beer glasses on the table, Yang Pann shook his head and muttered to himself, "It seems that I drank a little too much today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Pann seemed to have thought of something, and a self-mocking smile appeared on his face. Then he shook his head and prepared to leave.

However, before he could stand up, he felt a gust of cold wind blow past him. Just as he was about to turn around and see what had happened, a green beer bottle suddenly smashed into his head.

With a crisp sound, the beer bottle that had smashed into Yang Pann's head turned into pieces, and blood flowed out from the wound.

Yang Pann felt a sharp pain in his head, and he almost fell to the ground. Luckily, he was able to support himself with the table in front of him and stabilize his body.

The sudden attack and the pain in his head quickly woke him up from his drunken state, and an indescribable fury surged in his heart.

Yang Pann wiped the blood that had flowed to the corner of his eyes, then raised his head and looked at the person who had attacked him with the beer bottle.

It was a middle-aged man who was covered in the smell of alcohol. His face was flushed red from being drunk, and he was about 1.8 meters tall. He looked very fat, and his naked body was covered in sweat. He looked very disgusting, and coupled with the God of Plagues that had changed shape because of his obesity, it made people not have a good impression of him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was still pointing at Yang Pann and cursing. However, because he was speaking in the dialect, Yang Pann did not understand. But from the other party's attitude, it was obvious that he was not a good person.

Yang Pann had no reason to be hit on the head for no reason. He had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart. Seeing the other party's appearance, he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He directly swung his fist and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

It was useless to reason with this kind of person. In the end, he still had to rely on his fist. Besides, Yang Pann was confident in his physical fitness.

When he arrived in front of the other party, Yang Pann slightly turned his body to the side and dodged the 'Drunken Fist' that was swung at him. Then, a heavy punch directly smashed onto the other party's face, causing the middle-aged man's oily face to twist and distort. Blood and snot immediately came out.

The middle-aged man immediately let out a cry of pain when his face was hit. Then, he covered his face and retreated. However, he tripped on a stool while retreating, and his entire body fell to the ground.

Seeing that the other party had fallen to the ground, Yang Pann did not plan on letting him go. He immediately chased after him and grabbed the man's hair, pulling his upper body off the ground.

At this moment, the drunk middle-aged man was still not clean in his mouth. He used his hand to cover his face as he struggled to break free from Yang Pann's control. At the same time, he was still cursing in different ways.

Yang Pann, on the other hand, had clearly heard what the other party had said. However, this made the anger in his heart burn even more vigorously.

"Damn it, you little bastard! I will definitely kill you!"

"Alright, I'll let you kill me."

Yang Pann roared angrily, then directly lifted his knee and smashed it towards the other party's face.

The effect of this knee strike was outstanding. With one move, the middle-aged man's curses immediately turned into painful groans.

Hearing the pain in the other party's voice, Yang Pann felt his emotions beginning to become excited. Even his skin and eyes turned slightly red because of the blood.

He didn't care what the other party looked like now. This kind of person was not worthy of his pity. He raised his knee and smashed it down on the other party's face again and again.

When he felt the middle-aged man's groans gradually become softer and the struggling range also began to decrease, Yang Pann casually threw the other party's body back onto the ground.

At this time, he slowly woke up from his excitement and the red in his eyes gradually faded.

He heaved a sigh of relief and looked at his slightly trembling palm and then at the middle-aged man lying on the ground with a bloody face and twitching limbs. Yang Pann felt the pain that had temporarily faded from the wound on his head surging up again. It even made the muscles on his face twitch.

Yang Pann pressed the wound on his head and kicked the middle-aged man's body. He frowned and said, "He shouldn't be dead."

After saying that, he shouted at the people who were watching from the side, "Go and call the ambulance over there."

The people who were taking photos around them reacted when they heard Yang Pann's words. Some of them stopped what they were doing and started to make calls.

Yang Pann saw this and stopped caring about the drunk man on the ground. He took out a few notes from his pocket and threw them on the table beside him. Then, he took a few tissues from the table beside him and pushed away the crowd. He found a direction and quickly left.

He knew that the onlookers who were watching would not only call 120 to find a doctor, but also call 110 to find a police officer. He did not want to sit in the police station for a few days.