Chapter 1395

"Well, you have nothing to do. Rest... I just came to see you!" I stood up and prepared to go outside.

"Child, wait a minute..."

At this time, Yang an's mother shouted. When I looked back, she was groping for something in her quilt.

After a while, she took out a gold ring, handed it to me, patted my hand and said, "if you see Anzi, give this to him and tell him to sell it when he has no money... Don't be hungry. It's not easy for my son to be outside!"

Hearing this, my tears flowed out in an instant!

An old mother who is seriously ill knows that her body is getting worse day by day. She is always reluctant to go to the hospital and even buy herself a piece of meat!

But she still thinks of her useless son!

She is also afraid that her son will not have enough to eat!

Poor parents all over the world!

I silently put away the ring in my hand, then turned and walked out of the house. I really can't stay in the house more, because I can't stand the sincere eyes of Yang'an's mother.

After leaving the house, I wiped my tears and walked to Yang Jing's house.

"How long has your mother been ill?" I asked, looking at Yang Jing.

"It's been more than half a year. Originally, I came back to take my mother to see a doctor, but the money was stolen by my brother. I heard that he also killed people, and I don't know how he is now..." when Yang an was mentioned, Yang Jing's tone was not blaming but worrying.

"Do you still have contact with him?"

"Yes... No!" Yang Jing quickly changed her words.

"Ha ha..." I smiled and took the heavy 200000 cash from Liu Rui and put it on the table: "this money is for your mother to see a doctor. No one can give it, including Yang an. Do you know?"

Yang Jing looked at the money on the table and was stunned. She looked at me in confusion. She didn't know what to say.

"OK, when the money arrives, we'll go," I stood up and prepared to go out.

"Who are you?" Yang Jing stood up and looked at me and shouted.

"Hurry to see your mother, and don't tell anyone I gave you money..."

"If you don't tell me who you are, I can't take the money!" Yang Jing shouted stubbornly.

"This is the 200000 yuan lost by Yang an. I'll help him get back..."

"...." Yang Jing stared and didn't speak.

"By the way, this is the ring your mother gave me. Let me hand it over to Yang an. Yang an may not receive it. You'd better keep it..."

I put the ring on the table, then turned and walked out of the room. Meng Liang and they followed me out.

Yang Jing in the house stood in place, quietly looking at the back of several of us

……

"Leaf, why are your eyes red?" Yuan Yuan looked at me and asked after returning to the car.

"Nothing, the wind is blowing..." I rubbed my eyes, then turned to look at the three of them and asked, "are you homesick?"

After hearing my question, Meng Liang, Liu Rui and Yuan Yuan were stunned.

"Why don't you talk? Have you been homesick for so long?" I continued.

"I called my mother a few days ago. My mother asked me to go back. I didn't dare to go back. I was afraid my father would hit me..." Yuan Yuan said with his head down.

"Me too. I'm afraid I can't get out when I go back..." Liu Rui whispered.

"I seldom call my mother and scold me as soon as I speak..." Meng Liang was silent and opened his mouth.

"Let's go back in a few days. Let's go home and have a look. I've been out for so long..." I rubbed my face and said tired.

Yang an's mother still gave me a lot of stimulation. We haven't been out for a long time, but we never thought about going home. First, we can't face our parents when we go home. Second, considering Wei Tian's affairs, we haven't dared to go home, but I didn't think about it for our relatives. I think we're very selfish, People like Yang an are good children in their mother's eyes. What about us?

Are we not as good as Yang an?

As a saying goes, all parents in the world think their children are the best children, but they don't say it.

Now in this society, friendship and love are weak, but family affection will never be weak!

When Yang an's sister saw us leave, she quickly hid the money on the table carefully in the cabinet, then changed her old mother into a new quilt and ran outside the house with her mobile phone.

"Hello, Anzi?" Yang Jing squatted in the corner of the courtyard wall and asked softly to the phone.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Yang an's voice sounded.

"No, my mother's medical expenses have been settled. Anzi, my mother has been saved!" Yang Jing could not contain her joy.

"... where did you get the money?" Yang an asked in silence.

"I don't know. Just now a few people came and threw down 200000 yuan. They said this was the money you said. Let me take it to see my mother, and said..." Yang Jing stopped.

"What else do you say?" Yang an asked hurriedly.

"... also said that no one could give the money, including you!" Yang Jing hesitated and told the truth.

"Oh, sister, do you remember what those people look for?"

"I'm not old. The head is about the same as you. I think it should be in my twenties..." Yang Jing recalled with her eyes closed, and then briefly described the physical characteristics of several of us.

After hearing this, Yang an thought of us for the first time. Because he came to me this afternoon, he thought it must be the money we gave her sister.

Knowing that it was us, Yang an was silent for a while, and then said to the phone: "sister, I'll give you an express later. This express is very important. If one day you watch the news, I'm caught or dead, you can send this express to the address I left for you..."

"Anzi, what are you talking about? How can you die well?" Yang Jing was stunned and shouted.

"Oh, just do as I say. Why is there such ink..."

"OK, Anzi, you should be safe outside. I'll follow you..."

Yang Jing didn't speak, so Yang an hung up the phone.

……

At the other end, H City, a resident in a shantytown.

Yang an lay quietly on the bed with her eyes wide open. She didn't know where to think.

Half an hour later, Yang an casually pulled a page of paper with more blank space from a book, and then wrote down our home address and my name on the paper with a pencil.

An hour later, Yang an went out and walked directly to Xinghe Internet cafe.

"Fuck him, fuck him, come on! Are you a fucking fool! I fucking asked you to zoom in, you can't hear me?"

Because it is a shantytown, the Internet bar equipment here is very old, and the environment of the Internet bar is also very broken. There are three or five colorful young people sitting in the corner, their eyes straight, their hands twitching, constantly operating the mouse, and shouting while playing.

"Man, do me a favor?" Yang an went to the corner and looked at a 17-year-old young man and said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I'm playing..." the young man waved his hand impatiently, and then focused on playing the game.

Yang an smiled and didn't speak. She stood quietly beside the youth and watched the youth play games.

"Fuck, I lost again!" the young man pulled off his headphones and lit a cigarette. As soon as he turned around, he found that Yang an was still on his side, crooked his neck, looked at Yang an and asked, "what are you looking for me?"

"Can you help me have an express tomorrow?" Yang an also lit a cigarette for herself.

The young man looked at Yang an's cigarette, which was lotus king. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "yes, but I can't help you in vain?"

"Hehe, definitely not..." Yang an took out 200 yuan and put the money and a bag in front of the youth's computer.

"Don't worry, I'll mail it to you early tomorrow morning!" the young man quickly put away Yang an's 200 yuan, then bared his teeth and promised.

"En en, can I borrow it?" Yang an nodded and pointed to the computer in front of the young man.

"Use it, use it casually..." the young man quickly got up.

As like as two peas, Yang An computer did not sit down. Instead, he stood and opened the webpage. He found the report of H city TV station. He began to smoke on the side. But after he saw the four characters of the computer killer on the computer screen, he looked down again, and the picture on the screen was obviously the same as the man in front of him.

The young man quickly rubbed his eyes and thought he had an illusion in the middle of the night, but he carefully looked at the screen, and then looked at the man next to him. He was fucking alone.

"Ah!"

The young man gave a cry of fear, and then stepped to run outside.

Yang an took out his firewood chopper in his arms, came forward and covered the young man's mouth, and then whispered in the young man's ear, "do you know who I am?"

"Know... Know!" the young man was so frightened that he had peed his pants.

"When the bag arrives tomorrow, you have nothing to do. If you don't, you will be on the news the day after tomorrow, okay?" Yang an continued.

"Ming... Understand!" the young man nodded quickly.

"Fight outside..." the owner of the Internet cafe who heard the cry frowned and shouted.

"No, it's fun!" Yang an loosened the young man and replied with a smile. Then he patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "go on playing..."

After that, Yang an turned and walked out of the Internet cafe, leaving the young man standing in place and staring at the bag on his hand and the bright red 200 yuan.

……

At the other end, after we left Yang an's house, we drove directly back to the harem.

After going back, Meng Liang and his family should be busy. When I'm free, I'm ready to go back to the office and have a rest. Then when I get off work in the evening, I'll tell them about our home.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

"Who the fuck locked my house..."

I stood in front of the office door and knocked for more than half a minute. At first, I thought someone locked me. Later, I reflected whether I locked it myself, so I was ready to find a key to open the door. Suddenly, Yang Song's voice came from inside: "who?"

"Me, who else can it be?" I shouted silently.

"Wait a minute!"

"Wait for a JB. Are you watching pornographic films in my house again? How many times have I told you not to watch my computer? I've redone the system six times a week. Can you find the north and South points if you want to see? His mobile phone is full of these things. If you don't watch my computer and play JB minesweeping, you can get a blue screen..."

I stood outside the door with a mental nagging ink.

"Bang."

Four or five seconds later, Yang Song, dressed neatly, pushed open the door from the house.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house? Tell the truth quickly. Did you find new seeds and show them to me..." I scolded and walked into the office, then sat down on the sofa and stared at Yang Song.

"Nothing... Nothing, just...!" Yang Song's face was slightly red and he scratched his head in embarrassment. His expression was very unnatural and looked at the direction of the computer.

I followed Yang Song's eyes and found a woman sitting in front of the computer.

Qian Rou looked at me with a smile, waved her hand and said, "Hey, handsome boy, long time no see!"

"Shit, what the fuck is going on!" I got up and pointed to Qian rou.

"I said we just borrowed your place to chat. Do you believe it?" Yang Songhong looked at me shyly and asked.

"I fucking believe I'm a fool, not that you two have known each other for only a long time? You've been having an affair in the office..." I shouted with some excitement.

"No affair, just chat..." Yang Song then explained.

"Get out of here, fool. I don't fucking believe you. Why did I lock the door? That's what happened. Don't you know him, girl? You'll have sex with him?" I looked at Qian Rou and asked.

"I don't know. Can I do this with him?" Qian Rou sat down next to Yang Song, and her small head leaned up naturally.

"Gudong."

I watched the two people unconsciously swallow their saliva, and my heart was suddenly cold. Did Yang Song have an object like him?

I'm still single!

shame!

At this time, there are only two words in my heart, that is shame!

"What are you looking at?" Yang Song asked, shaking his hand in front of me when he saw my hair straightening.

"No... nothing!" I replied with a slightly sad tone.

"Do you like our xiaorou, too? Look at us. You can't stand it?" Yang Song thought for a moment, stared at beads and asked.

"Return his mother xiaorou, it's shameless... You're disgusting!" I scolded Yang Song with my teeth.

"Handsome boy, if you like me, I can give you a chance..." Qian Rou looked at me with a smile and joked.

"Pull it down. If I like you, Yang Song has to eat for me in the middle of the night. How are you two good?" I'm going to learn some experience from Yang song so that I can get Su Su done as soon as possible.

"It's not very good. I just added wechat after I went back that day and talked..."

I saw two words on Yang Song's face, bang se.

"That's it?" I couldn't believe it.

"Yes, otherwise, you don't understand the feeling. I'll tell you. When you come, you can't stop it..."

"Stop!" I knew Yang Song was going to brag again, so I quickly interrupted, and then asked, "you two belong to online love?"

"Is it OK to be told by his mother about online love?" as soon as I said online love, Yang Song immediately blew his hair. That memory may be an injury he can't mention in his life.

"What online love?" Qian Rou asked, staring at us with big eyes.

"Nothing... Nothing!" Yang Song hurriedly explained, then looked at me and said, "leaf, do you think this is the story of the old man who lost his donkey and came back with a horse..."

"That's a fucking blessing in disguise. Can you have a little culture!" I stood up speechless and scolded, and then walked out of the office with my hands behind my back.

"Why are you going?" Yang Song cried hypocritically as he looked at me and stretched his neck.

"I'll make room for you two..."

"Thanks!" Yang Song shouted impolitely, and then slammed the door of the office.

"The world is so fucking crazy that rats are fucking bridesmaids for cats..." I looked at the closed door, scolded with a little jealousy, and then walked to the basement.

……

At 3 p.m. the next day, Xinghe Internet cafe.

Yang an came ten minutes in advance. Although he knew that he would die in this transaction, he still came. He wanted to fight. This is a typical gambler's psychology!

At three o'clock sharp, Wang Hua strode into Xinghe Internet cafe alone with a leather box, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang an.

"Where are you?" Wang Hua asked in a low voice.

"Private room 5!"

Wang Hua put down the phone, walked into private room 5 and sat opposite Yang an.

"Pa!"

Wang Hua took out a cigarette and lit one for himself. Then he threw the money box directly on the table and whispered, "here's the money. Where's the stuff?"

"Hehe, I'll see if the money is real..." Yang an replied with a smile.

"..." Wang Hua was silent and pushed the money box directly in front of Yang an.

"Pa!"

Yang an took the money box, opened it directly, took out a pile of money at random, looked carefully, and then said with a smile: "people in your government are happy..."

"I don't know one thing all the time..." Wang Hua said, looking at Yang an in silence.

"You said..." Yang an said as he put the money pile by pile into his travel bag.

"Why did you contact Lao Fan?"

Wang Hua asked expressionless

Yang an glanced at Wang Hua, then smiled inexplicably and said, "he dares to buy..."

"Have you contacted others?" Wang Hua asked with some excitement.

"No, no..." Yang an knew he was wrong and quickly changed his words.

"... what are you trying to do after killing so many people?" Wang Hua did not continue to struggle on this issue, but put forward the next question.

"What's the picture? What else can you picture! Money..." at this time, Yang an has put all the money into his travel bag.

"Ha ha." Wang Hua smiled and then stretched out his hand and said, "give me something..."

"Pa!"

Yang an took out his USB drive and threw it on the table.

"No backup?" Wang Hua squinted at Yang an.

"Don't worry, no!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Wang Hua put away the USB flash drive and said softly.

"Goodbye!"

Yang an picked up his travel bag and reached for the firewood knife under the bag. At the same time, Wang Hua narrowed his eyes and touched the pistol with his right hand at his waist.

"Draft it!"

"Bang!"

The gun rang out almost at the same time as Yang an's cry. As Yang an's knife flew out, Wang Hua also fired.

But Yang an's action is faster than Wang Hua's, because Wang Hua sits and pulls out his gun.

Wang Hua missed a shot and hit Yang an on the shoulder. Similarly, Yang an's knife was also avoided by Wang Hua and split on the shoulder.

Yang an looked at Wang Hua, then took his travel bag and ran outside the Internet cafe.

"Bang!"

"Kill!"

After hearing the gunshot, the Internet cafe fell into chaos.

"Shit!"

In the private room, Wang Hua looked at the wound on his shoulder and scolded in a low voice. Then he quickly stood up and chased Yang an, but after running out of the private room, Wang Hua understood why Yang an chose to trade here.

Because it's so fucking messy outside the Internet cafe!

After hearing the gunshot, not only the people on the Internet were in chaos, but also the streets outside were in fucking chaos.

There were panic stricken people everywhere, shouting and asking for help!

I can't find Yang an's shadow at all!

"Fuck!"

Wang Hua looked at the chaotic street, whispered a curse, and then took out the phone.

"Did you keep up?"

"No, there are too many people outside. I ran away!" the other end replied with some frustration.

"Look, we can't let him run away!" Wang Hua gritted his teeth and scolded.

"I see!"

Ten minutes later, three shots rang out all over the block!

"Someone shot?" Wang Hua shouted at his companion.

"That direction..." the companion pointed to the front, and then they ran to the sound source.

"Someone shot in here just now?" Wang Hua grabbed the landlord who was running outside in a panic and asked quickly.

"Yes, there are three people on it!" the landlord agreed with a schoolbag in his arms.

"Shit!"

Wang Hua scolded, then directly released the landlord and ran to the house.

The landlord watched Wang Hua and others run into the house and ran crazy to the street.

……

"I grass your mother!"

Wang Hua looked at Yang an's body and hit it on the wall.

"What's the matter?" the companion ran over and asked.

"People are dead, money is gone..."

"Who moved his hand?" Wang Hua's companion asked expressionless.

"How the hell do I know that there's a third party involved in this?" Wang Hua shouted, staring at beads excitedly.

"It's troublesome. How can I explain when I go back?" my companion looked at Yang an's body and said with a sad face.

However, at this time, Wang Hua glanced at Yang an's wound, glanced at the bullet shell on the ground, and then ran out of the door like crazy.

"What's the matter?" the companion gasped after catching up.

"Fuck, this man died of a shotgun. Who the fuck goes out to work with a shotgun!" Wang Hua pinched his waist and scolded.

"You mean that the landlord who ran out just now is the murderer?" the companion was stunned and said in doubt.

"What the fuck do you want? We've been fooled!" Wang Hua said, gritting his teeth and scolding.

"What the fuck..."

"It's OK. As long as there is no third party involved in this matter, no one knows how Yang an died..." Wang Hua narrowed his eyes and said.

"What do you mean?" the companion didn't understand Wang Hua's words.

"Go back and say we killed it. Don't we finish it when we make up the money? Lao Fan should not find out..."

"The body?"

"Call the police! Let Lao Fan operate it and say he was killed by the police..." Wang Hua thought and said.

"It's the only way!" the companion nodded helplessly.