Chapter 1396

Ten minutes ago.

Yang an, who ran out of the Internet cafe, didn't run out of the shanty town for the first time, but returned to the house he rented with 100 money.

After returning to the house, Yang an licked her lips, looked at the money in the bag, shook her neck, then smiled and said, "fuck, don't bet where happiness comes from. Winter has passed, and my spring has come..."

"Bang!"

At this time, Yang an's door was pushed open, and Yang an quickly put away his travel bag.

"Who?"

When Yang an heard the news, he suddenly turned back and shouted at the door.

"Me!"

A man came to Yang an with a shotgun in his hand.

"What do you mean?"

Yang an looked at the man in front of him. Yes, the man was the owner of the shanty town. Yang an gave 100 yuan to the landlord!

"I've been following you these days. I know you have money in your hand. Give it to me!" the landlord looked at Yang an with a gloomy face and said.

"You're fucking crazy, aren't you? Do you know what I do?" said Yang an. He was going to touch his bag, but he found that his knife was lost when he cut Wang Hua.

"I know what you do! You are a murderer, so I dare to kill you!" the landlord said with clenched teeth.

"Can I give you half?" Yang an asked in silence.

"I can only leave you a fare..."

"Ha ha, it's fucking black..." Yang an smiled.

"As you said, if I can't get the money today, when can I get out of this poor place?" the landlord shouted with an abnormal expression.

"OK, here you are. Here you are!"

Yang an loves money, but he loves life more. He has a backup of the USB drive in his hand. He thinks he can exchange money with others, so he chooses to compromise.

"Give me the bag!"

The landlord licked his lips, looked at the bag and said.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous!" Yang an smiled and threw the schoolbag under the landlord's feet.

The landlord picked up his schoolbag, carefully checked it, then took out a pile of children and threw them at Yang an's feet, saying, "go quickly..."

"You have a little conscience..." Yang an smiled, picked up 10000 yuan on the ground and walked towards the door.

"You won't be afraid of getting hot when you take the money?" when Yang an was about to go out, he looked back at the landlord and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, not afraid!"

From beginning to end, the landlord held a shotgun in his hand. He dared not relax in the face of Yang an.

"See you later!"

Yang an waved her hand and walked out of the room without looking back.

"Kang! Kang! Kang!"

The shotgun made a deafening sound. Three bullets shot through the door in an instant. There was a sound of human body falling outside.

The landlord walked out of the room with a shotgun.

"Sorry, I can't let you go. You'll come back when you go. Thank you for reminding me!" the landlord said looking at the dying Yang'an.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

"I grass your mother!"

Yang an said the last word with blood in his mouth, and then the whole person lost his vitality.

A crazy gambler did not die in the hands of the murderous killer Wang Hua, but died in the hands of a seemingly honest poor man.

Why?

Because the landlord wants to gamble and win more than him!

After killing Yang an, the landlord didn't interrupt the treatment of the body at all. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Daughter in law, have you arrived with your daughter?" the landlord asked excitedly.

"We have arrived at the railway station..."

"Wait for me, I'll go right away!"

"Have you got the money?" the landlord's daughter-in-law asked anxiously.

"Got it, got it!"

"That's great. We'll have a good life in the future..."

"Ha ha, that's not right. My daughter can go to school, too. OK, I won't tell you. I'll go right now..."

"Be careful!"

"I know!"

The landlord packed up his things and was just about to go out of the door, but he happened to meet Wang Hua and others who came along with the sound.

After Wang Hua and others left the shanty town, it took more than half an hour for the police to come

At 8 p.m., the local TV station of H city broadcast the picture of Yang an being killed. Yes, there was no video, only the picture.

The police have always claimed that Yang an took the initiative to resist, and the armed police had no choice but to shoot and kill. After spitting and scolding, the people who did not know the truth accepted this fact one after another.

The next day in the newspaper of H City, it was written in such big characters that the murderer Yang an was arrested yesterday and killed on the spot!

Yang an's short life was completed in just 15 big characters.

Since then, there has been a vicious murderer in the world, but our society seems to have not changed. People's lives continue, students go to school and workers go to class.

When a man dies, his sin will be eliminated. He is not a good man and there is no need to remember it. However, whenever I hear the name, I feel inexplicably desolate

This year's H city caught fire to two people, one was the thing that killed Liu Ming and the other was the murderer Yang an. The story of the two people was spread by people. The people only knew that they were murderers devoid of human nature, but few people knew the story behind them.

Maybe society is like this. Everything depends on the results. No one looks at the process. Killing someone is damned. No one cares why you kill.

I once heard such a story. A middle-aged man with IQ problems took a daughter-in-law by relying on some savings he had saved at ordinary times. However, later, he found that his daughter-in-law had colluded with a matchmaker in order to cheat him of his money, and the matchmaker was still his brother!

In a rage, he killed the adulterers *, and then he was arrested and sentenced to death.

After this incident was reported, it caused an uproar in the local area. People felt unworthy for this man one after another, and some were even willing to help him appeal for free.

But in the end he was executed.

When people's legal consciousness was sound, they found that as long as they spent some money and gave him a proof of mental illness, they could completely let him out alive.

Why can this psychotic murder win the sympathy of others, while Yang an and things can only be despised by the masses?

In fact, it's because the people can't see the story behind them!

No one is fucking crazy. No one kills for fun. No one kills without a story!

……

Yang an's departure has no impact on our lives. Although we have dealt with him and helped his mother, that's all.

Three days later, in the lobby on the first floor of the harem.

"See the leaves?" Meng Liang asked, dragging Liu Rui with a courier in his hand.

"He's getting angry recently and sleeping at home..." Liu Rui obviously felt very dissatisfied with my behavior and replied with a slight emotion.

"Shit, I have to go home to find him?" Meng Liang touched his head, a little impatient.

"Why, what can I do for you?"

"Isn't there a courier? The courier asked me to give it to Ye as soon as possible..." Meng Liang looked at the courier in his hand and explained.

"What is it? It's quite mysterious..."

"I don't know. It doesn't say what it is. It doesn't even say who sent it..."

"Did you say it would be an inflatable doll?" Liu Ruisi took a test, looked at the express with an obscene face and said.

"Shit, can you have something normal in your fucking mind..." Meng Liang scolded speechlessly, then turned around and prepared to go outside the door.

"You really sent him home?" Liu Rui shouted

"Or else?"

"Throw him the office. You're not too tired to run back and forth..."

"Yes, I won't send it to him!"

Meng Liang turned around and thought it was the same thing. He directly changed his direction and ran to my office.

……

At the other end, I lay on the bed with a big quilt covered and my head full of sweat.

"Why do you think I feel so pierced?" I asked Susu at the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter with you? If you catch a cold, go to the hospital..." Su replied with concern.

"This is my heart disease. The doctor can't cure it!"

"..." Susu didn't speak.

"Heart disease needs heart medicine. I'll tell you!"

"Ye Han, we've been talking for more than half an hour. You've been talking to me for more than half an hour. Your friend found a daughter-in-law to stimulate you... Can we be as strong as an old man! Besides, even if you want to soak me, this routine is too old! Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Su Su shouted without saving me any face.

"Sister, will you treat a patient like this?" I said awkwardly after being exposed by Jesus.

"You're not a patient... A headache is a disease? Are you a man?"

"OK, I won't tell you. My feelings and sense of career are not going well these days! I have to find a fortune teller to calculate for me in a few days. Is it aimed at something..."

"What's wrong with your career?"

"Didn't you send me some money a few days ago? I also know that as long as I do a loss making business, I feel uncomfortable all over. In addition, Yang Song gives me such stimulation, which is even worse..."

I didn't explain in detail to Su Su about helping Yang an's mother. After all, the less she knows about this kind of thing, the better.

"You say you are careful..." Su rolled his eyes.

"It's not my sister. Can you chat? It's easy for people to kick you to death if you talk so much? That's why I have a good temper..."

"Love to talk or not. If you didn't grind haw, you had to let me call you. You think I love you!"

"Well, you talk too choking..."

"I'm like this. How can I drop it?"

"By the way, we'll go back to our hometown tomorrow. If you don't have anything to do, come back with me?" I quickly changed the topic.

"What are you doing home?"

"You're not talking nonsense. Go home when you're homesick..."

"Then why do you want me to go back with you?"

"I don't want my parents to see my daughter-in-law!"

"Bah, brother, where are we? Just take me home..." although Su Su said so, he still showed a smile on his face.

"Have a look before you arrive! The ugly daughter-in-law has to see her father-in-law sooner or later, doesn't she?"

"Get out!"

"You say you're going or not?"

"No!" Su Su replied cleanly.

"If you don't pull it down, don't say I won't give you a chance!"

"Bye!" Susu couldn't stand me anymore and hung up.

After hanging up with Su Su, I lay in bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. The main reason was that we went home immediately, but we couldn't go back empty handed!

Why do you have to buy something for your family or take some money back? Then the problem comes!

Where did the money come from?

We just sent 200000 yuan to Yang an's mother a few days ago. The Hougong usually needs money for operation, especially the casino, so we can't get any spare money now.

I'm lying in bed. I'm so anxious that I feel uncomfortable. Where the fuck can I get money?

Borrow an old car?

You say I'm such a big boss. Is it a shame to borrow money from other people's employees all day?

Forget it. Anyway, shame is not once or twice. Let go of face. Maybe I can live better.

I was shamelessly brainwashing myself. My mobile phone directly dialed the old car.

"Leaf, what's the matter? Is there something wrong at home?" the old car gasped and shouted with slight ups and downs.

"What are you doing? With a dog?" I asked suspiciously.

"No, Duan Hui and I are here. We are going to educate a little boy..."

"So what?" I asked curiously.

"He JB owes me and Huizi money, but he doesn't answer the phone!" the old car said casually.

"Fuck, how much do I owe you?" I sat up and asked for debt. If the old car wants money, won't it have money to lend me?

So I suddenly came to the spirit and asked with bright eyes.

"Just five or six!" the old car's voice was casual.

"I'll go. Fifty or sixty thousand is a lot!" I said in surprise and saw the dawn of hope in an instant.

"What, more than five hundred and seventy! Fifty or sixty thousand fucking..." the old car's tone is always full of inexplicable self-confidence.

I was stunned for more than half a minute.

"How long have you two been out?" I feel like I've been constipated for more than half a month and finally have to go to the bathroom. I feel blocked by someone.

"I've been out for a long time..."

"You two went out to squat for a long time because of more than 500 yuan? Are you poor and crazy?"

"If you give me a salary, will we be like this?" the old car's tone was a little angry.

"Goodbye!"

I feel that these two people live too fucking hard, because they can go out and stay for 500 yuan. If I manage them to take 35000, these two people have to die with me with * ah?

After hanging up with the old car, I lay in bed and began to look for my next goal.

After a while, a tall and majestic image appeared in my mind. Yes, this person is Du Xianyang.

"How can I think of you when I think of cheating?"

I muttered sadly, and then dialed Du Xianyang.

"Hello?" Du Xianyang answered the phone soon.

"What are you doing recently? I haven't seen you for a long time..." I smiled and exchanged greetings.

"Didn't we drink yesterday?" Du Xianyang said.

"Well, really? I may have lost my memory yesterday..." I said a little embarrassed.

"Shit, what's your memory? What's the matter with you calling me?"

"Nothing. Just now a friend found me a profitable business. I want to ask you if you are interested?"

"What kind of business?" Du Xianyang asked cautiously,

"Here's the thing. Yesterday, a friend of mine called me and said that he had a famous painting worth more than three million yuan in his hand. He asked me if I was interested in collecting it..." I organized the language and started fooling.

"When did you start collecting?"

"Hehe, hobbies, nothing to poke..." I replied with a smile.

"Then why did you call me?" Du Xiangyang guessed my purpose at this time, but still asked.

"Isn't this painting very valuable for collection? I think so. Why don't we buy it together and sell it later? I'm sure we can make some money..." I then fooled.

"What's the name of your painting, what age? Who painted it?" Du Xianyang asked with a very professional look.

"It seems to be called blood red mirror. It's foreign. It's always valuable. I'll tell you..." I made up a name casually.

"How much did your friend say to sell you?" Du Xianyang hesitated, and finally took the initiative to enter the state.

"He said he would sell me 300000..."

"I'll sell you 300000 of more than one million paintings? It's a big fucking seam!"

When I say this price, I fucking regret it. I've been smart all my life. Silly B sold more than 1 million paintings and 300000. Which second uncle can be so good to you?

While I was repenting, Du Xianyang continued, "it's really a good deal. If we buy this painting, won't we be able to earn hundreds of thousands?"

While talking, Du Xianyang seemed to take his calculator and press it a few times

"No, no, you're interested in this?" I asked in some surprise. It felt like going from hell to heaven. It was so fucking comfortable.

"I just don't know whether it will be true or not? Is it false? How can I feel so insecure?" Du Xianyang asked three questions very carefully.

"I don't know much about this thing. Forget it. If you're afraid of being cheated, I'll look for someone else. After all, no one can say that you can make 100% money by painting this thing. If you really win, people won't sell it to me. This thing depends on fate. Forget it. It's all friends. I can't fool you. I'm still looking for someone else..." I said very simply.

"Shit, you look down on me! Can I still owe you that money? Just tell me how to fix it..." Du Xianyang was worried without warning.

"I don't look down on you. I'm just afraid of being cheated. How can I see you when you say it? Right? You'd better not get involved in such a thing..."

"Fuck! Leaf, do you still take me as a friend?" Du Xianyang shouted.

"How can I not treat you as a friend!"

"What do I do to you?"

"Very good!" I replied, gritting my teeth.

"What else do you tell us? We'll make money together, and I can't blame you for losing money. After all, I understand the risks of this thing! You don't need any psychological pressure, so you can tell me how to finish the whole thing..." at this time, I think no one can stop Du Xianyang. If I don't take some money from him, he's easy to break up with me.

"Do you really want to buy it?" I asked in silence.

"You're not nonsense. If I don't want to buy it, can I tell you so much? Not only do I buy it, I have to buy more. Ask your friend if there are any such paintings, and I'll buy them together!" Du Xianyang is going crazy.

As soon as I heard this, I mourned for him for a few seconds.

"It's just a painting. If you want to do it with me, how about you take 150000 and I take 150000?" I said quickly.

"What's going on..." Du Xianyang thought briefly for a while, and then said, "in this way, I'll give 200000, you give 100000, and then sell it to earn half of the money. Do you think it's ok?"

"Why is this?" I don't understand what the rich think.

"I want to hang the painting at home, nothing to show off, but don't worry, I won't steal it and sell it to you..." Du Xianyang vowed.

"Ah, what's going on... Well, you pay 200000 and I pay 100000. Then the painting will be put in your house..." I nodded and agreed.

"That's settled then. I'll give you money later. Can Alipay do that?"

"Well, let's go to the bank..." I didn't expect Du Xianyang to agree so happily.

"OK, leaf, I find you are more and more interesting now!" Du Xianyang praised me very seriously.

"How do you say that?"

"You didn't tell me this good thing before!"

"..." hearing this, I was silent for a long time and said slowly, "I'm also trying to make a change!"

"Come on!"

Du Xianyang gave me a word of encouragement and hung up the phone directly.

"Shit, how can I feel guilty of bullying fools..." after I put down the phone, I looked at my mobile phone and whispered, and then walked out of the office with my coat.

"Brother Ye!" as soon as I went out, I saw an internal guard in the harem greet me with a smile.

"... come on, come here!" I was stunned and waved to the internal security guard.

"What's the matter, brother?" naibao asked with a smile.

"Your name is Xiao Chao, right?"

"It's me, brother Ye. You still know my name!" he felt flattered.

"I've always paid close attention to your employees at the bottom, especially you, for a long time..." I took out two cigarettes, handed Xiaochao one and lit one myself.

"Brother ye, am I about to get on the top?" Xiao Chao asked very seriously after taking the cigarette.

"Soon, now the opportunity is coming. I'll tell you something. Can you help me finish it?" I nodded.

"Brother ye, just tell me who to cut? My big knife has long been hungry and thirsty!"

I think Xiao must have been recruited by Yang Song. He talks like Yang Song. There is a smell of fool between the lines.

"Cut who? I'm not an underworld. It's like this. Later, you go to the supermarket outside to buy me a piece of drawing paper, and then paint it all red for me, and write me a few English letters at the bottom of the painting. Can I do this?" I thought for a moment and simply asked.