"Shit, it's nothing for me to close my eyes with tears..." Duan Hui muttered after listening to my words, and then directly drank the beer in the glass.
After drinking the wine, everyone took their seats. Three girls sat in a pile, and several boys sat in a pile. The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became lively.
In the underground warehouse of a waste paper factory in H city.
The three strong men were naked, smoking and playing poker.
"Brother, when will that woman get away?" asked a scarred brain, casually clasping his teeth and spitting.
"There's no letter from the top..." a slightly older middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then ran over the yellow phlegm on the ground with his feet.
"When can we get the money?" a young man asked in a low voice.
"Money must be yours..." the middle-aged man threw down his poker and shouted irritably.
"It's been a few fucking days. Haizi and his family are all waiting for the money to be buried!"
When the young man saw the middle-aged man's anxious eyes, he stood up, stared at the beads and shouted.
"How the fuck do you talk to brother Shi?" the scarred man pushed the young man forward, pointed to the young man's nose and scolded.
"I talk as much as I fucking like. I went out with you and died two brothers. The bodies stink. You don't give me money. What do you mean..." the young man shouted with tears.
"It's not that we don't give you money. The boss hasn't finished. What can brother Shi give you money? Tell me, brother Shi doesn't fucking follow us to eat boxed lunch every day?" the scar man gasped and explained.
"If you don't give it, you'll have to! What's the matter with guarding this woman here every day!" the young man shouted, pointing to the room where Qian Rou was closed.
"Fart, how can you ask for money if it's not finished over there? Did you tell me to prepare for this lying down work in half a month before work!"
"Tell me for half a month, and you didn't fucking tell me to die!"
"Five people do one, you fucking let people kill two, you fucking mean to say..." the scar man tilted his mouth and disdained his face.
"Fuck you!"
The young man clenched his teeth and punched him on the scar man's face. The scar man stepped back, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, shouted, and ran straight up with his feet.
"What the fuck are you doing?" just at this time, the middle-aged kicked over the table and shouted at the young man and the scar man.
When the young man and scar man heard the middle-aged cry, they were stunned and stood in place.
"Pa!" the middle-aged man put his mouth on the scar man's face.
"What the fuck do I ask you? When I don't exist, do I? What are you two doing? Fight? Why don't you fucking fight!" the middle-aged man stared at the beads and shouted.
The scar man covered his right face, wheezing and panting, and didn't say a word.
The middle-aged man looked back and forth at the two men, then took out three or four thousand yuan from the bag and threw it into the young man's hand. After the young man took the money, he looked at the middle-aged man and didn't know what to say.
"My money is here. If you are in a hurry, take it first..." the middle-aged man sighed and said calmly to the young man.
"Brother Shi, I don't mean you!" the young man, holding the money in his hand, blushed and whispered back.
"I understand. I'll call and ask about the rest of the money. They all come out to do this hard-working business. Life and death follow the day. I understand your mood..." the middle-aged patted the young man on the shoulder, and then walked out of the door.
The scar man stared at the young man, and then sat on the chair angrily. He didn't know what to think.
As for the young man, he carefully put the money back in his pocket and looked at the back of the middle-aged man outside in silence.
In fact, society is like this. There may not be much happiness, gratitude and hatred and brotherhood in TV dramas now!
Any organization, any organization, any group, the emotional bond can only be maintained by money. When you have money, you will have many brothers who take care of each other wholeheartedly.
When you have no money, you can see what the so-called brother is.
This situation may not be common in the life of ordinary people, because the friendship between ordinary people is generally not based on the economy, but the bastards are different. They only have money in their eyes and exchange their lives for money. In their eyes, the one who can still think of you when something happens is not a good brother. The one who makes money with you is a fucking good brother.
The simplest example is that many people have heard such a story. A little brother goes to jail for his big brother and a little brother blocks bullets for his big brother.
Do you think this kind of person is because of the so-called Jianghu loyalty? Is it because of the so-called brotherhood?
Ninety percent will shake their heads because of what?
Because the big brother will help the little brother arrange everything. After the little brother comes out, the big brother will give him a bright future!
That's the fucking main reason!
To put it bluntly, is it still because of money?
Brother, if you're poor, who the fuck can go to jail for him? Block the gun for him?
Of course, what I said is not absolute. Some people have loyalty and don't look at money, but there are really too few such people!
Why less?
First of all, society is changing, and feelings are becoming more and more worthless. Secondly, the industry of bastards is too special. They are suspicious by nature, and the trust between people is too fragile. Only the money they get is the most reassuring for them.
……
About ten minutes later, a thief in his twenties came in with a few bottles of beer and boxes of lunch.
"Brother Shi, have a meal?" the boy hummed a little song and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and asked.
"I won't eat, let them eat first!" the middle-aged man replied expressionless.
"OK!" the boy nodded and walked into the warehouse.
"Brother scar's rice is coming!" the boy reached out and handed scar man a box of rice.
"Go away, I don't fucking eat..."
The scar man scolded with a big mouth.
"Do you want to eat?" the thief was stunned and turned to the young man.
"I don't eat either..." the young man waved his hand impatiently.
"Grass, why don't you fucking eat it? I'll eat it myself!" the boy murmured, then squatted in the corner with a box of lunch and began to pick it up.
"After you finish eating, send a box to the woman in the house..." at this time, the middle-aged man walked up to the boy and whispered.
"OK! I'll go!" the boy waved his chopsticks quickly, then wiped the oil on Baji's mouth, carrying a box of lunch into the room where Qian Rou was closed.
"Pa!" the boy pressed the switch, and the dark room lit up instantly.
"Ah!" Qian Rou, hiding in the corner of the wall, instinctively shouted when the light flashed.
"Don't fucking shout, come and have dinner!" the boy threw down his lunch box and shouted irritably.
Qian Rou rubbed her eyes, then carefully looked at the boy, looked at the boxed lunch in the boy's hand, and swallowed a few spits.
"What are you looking at?! I can still poison you! Come and eat..." the boy shouted impatiently.
Qian Rou hesitated, slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the lunch box, bent down and picked up the lunch box on the ground.
However, at the moment when Qian Rou bent down, the boy clearly saw the white on Qian Rou's chest. The boy stared at Qian Rou's chest and swallowed two spits.
At this time, although Qian Rou's makeup on her face is spent and her hair is messy, the proud bimodal and slender white thighs * are exposed to the air. Normal people will inevitably have ideas after reading it, not to mention the young man who has held it for several days.
Qian Rou looks up at the boy while eating the lunch box. When she finds that the boy's eyes are wrong, Qian Rou quickly hides in the corner with the lunch box.
The boy looked at Qian Rou, and then looked at the people outside the house. Then he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet and scolded: "fuck, it's fucking romantic to be a ghost under the peony flower. I'm going out today!"
After scolding, the boy looked straight and walked to Qian Rou's side.
"You... What are you doing?" Qian Rou saw the boy coming, quickly threw down the lunch box in her hand, looked at the boy and asked.
"What? I'll fuck you!" the boy scolded in a low voice. Then he untied his trousers and belt and hooked his foot on the door.
"Bang!" the door closed.
"Brother, I beg you, let me go! You can't rape me!" Qian Rou knelt on the ground and cried and prayed.
"Are you a fucking fairy? I raped you today. I'll see what you can do..."
At this time, the boy had taken off his pants. After saying this, a vicious tiger rushed to Qian Rou, but Qian Rou avoided him.
"Help!" Qian Rou shouted as she ran to the door.
"Grass!" the boy stood up from the ground, shook his head and rushed at Qian Rou again.
"Help! Help!" Qian Rou muttered as she opened the door.
But before Qian Rou opened the door, the boy rushed over again. The boy grabbed Qian Rou's hair, then pulled it back and directly gave Qian Rou a big somersault.
"Don't... help! Please..."
Qian Rou's little hands struggled on the ground and tried to stand up, but he was directly riding on him. The boy found it, and then directly reached out and pulled down Qian Rou's pants.
"Elder brother, I beg you! Don't..." Qian Rou was tearing her heart and lungs and trying to kick the boy off her body with her feet, but the boy was too strong to kick anyway.
……
"Shit, something's wrong!" the middle-aged man outside the house frowned and scolded when he heard Qian Rou's cry. Then he strode to the room where Qian Rou was closed with a shotgun. Scar man and young man
"Bang!" just as the boy was preparing for his next move, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open.
"Shua!" the boy suddenly turned back.
"Help! Help me!" Qian Rou hurriedly stepped back after seeing someone rush in and shouted.
The middle-aged man frowned at the boy.
"Shi... Brother Shi..." the boy looked at the middle-aged man with frightened eyes and trembling lips.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man stuck his foot on the boy's face, then took a step forward and directly stepped on the boy's chest.
"Fuck NIMA, more and more chaos! Did I fucking tell you not to touch this woman!" the middle-aged man shouted with his right foot on the boy's chest, a shotgun in his hands and staring at beads.
"Tell... Told..."
"I told you I wouldn't listen to you? Why? I'm taking me seriously, isn't it? I'll fuck you!" the middle-aged man was out of breath, and the shotgun in his hand trembled with his body.
"Brother, I know I'm wrong... I really know I'm wrong..." at this moment, the young man has been completely frightened. He has been with the middle-aged man for nearly five years. It's the first time to see him so angry.
"You know it's wrong?" the middle-aged man asked, licking his lips.
"I know!" the boy nodded again and again.
"Now that you know it's wrong, is there nothing wrong with your fucking leg?" the middle-aged man continued.
"Don't... brother... Let me go!" the young man pleaded bitterly on the ground.
"Let you have a long memory!" after saying this, the middle-aged man directly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the young man's thigh.
"Kang!"
There was a gunshot.
But the bullet didn't hit the young man's thigh, but hit the ground. At the moment when the middle-aged shot, the scar man came up and pushed the middle-aged man away, so the bullet missed.
"Brother Shi, what the fuck are you doing? That's your brother. What are you doing?" the scar man gasped at the middle-aged man.
"What the fuck do I want to ask you? Does my education to my brother have anything to do with you?" the middle-aged asked, staring at the shotgun in his hand.
"Just because of a woman, you're going to break your brother's leg? Do you have any fucking humanity? He doesn't even have a daughter-in-law! You push a wheelchair for him after he's disabled?" the scar man was very excited and shouted with his mouth open.
After hearing what scar man said, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed, then shook his head and walked out of the room. Just as he was about to go out, the middle-aged man suddenly turned back and said, "although we do this, remember to leave some humanity for ourselves. We are not animals!"
After saying this, the middle-aged man strode out of the room. The man in the house was suddenly stunned and didn't know what to say.
……
After the middle-aged man left the room, he walked out of the door directly with his mobile phone, and then pressed a number on his mobile phone with his memory.
"Hello?" the other side answered the phone soon.
"It's me..." the middle-aged man whispered.
"I know."
"Is it convenient to talk?" the middle-aged man threw away his cigarette butts and frowned.
"What's up?" asked the other directly.
"..." the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then said, "what about this woman? I can't put it on my side..."
"I'll ask later."
"OK, hold on..." the middle-aged man nodded, then paused and asked, "when can I give the money?"
"When it's done."
"Good!"
Then he hung up the phone opposite. The middle-aged man looked at the mobile phone in his hand and was silent for a long time. He still couldn't say the sentence: "can you advance some money first?"
Zhaosanjia middle school, Zhaojia village, H city.
"Step......" Sun Lei walked into Zhao San's bedroom with a stick.
At this time, Zhao Sanzheng was packing his things in bed.
"Want to go?" Sun Lei asked with a smile.
"There's something wrong with JS corner. I'll go and have a look..." Zhao Sanyi replied while loading things into the suitcase.
"What's the matter? Is it serious?" Sun Lei asked with a frown.
"The goods were cut off, but no one died..." Zhao San answered briefly, then looked up at Sun Lei and asked, "what's the matter with you?"
"Just now the kidnapper called me and asked me how to deal with the woman..." Sun Lei walked to Zhao San and said softly.
"Are you worried?" Zhao San asked with a frown, letting go of his clothes.
"I should be in a hurry, otherwise they can't call me..."
"It's a fucking day..." Zhao San bowed his head and scolded. Then he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket. Sun Lei hurried forward and lit it.
"Hoo..." after taking two puffs of smoke, Zhao San looked up at Sun Lei and said, "I'll go to JS corner later. You can collect the Internet bar at home!"
"Are you sure to close the net?" Sun Lei asked in surprise.
"I can't spare it. I always feel something will happen... Be careful when I'm not at home. I always feel uneasy when these children are not dealt with by their mother..." Zhao San covered his chest.
"That's OK, you should pay attention to safety when you go there..." Sun Lei nodded. Now as soon as he thought of cleaning up our scene, his eyes couldn't help shining.
"My side is full of small things, that is, you. You must pay attention, you know?"
"Know!" Sun Lei nodded.
"If not this time, I'll be in trouble next time when I want to make them..." Sun Lei sighed and then began to pack up his clothes.
Sun Lei stood next to Zhao San for a while, then quietly withdrew from the room, took out his mobile phone and edited a text message.
SMS content is very simple, delivery, plus time and place.
After sending the text message, sun Lei looked up and took a long breath.
……
In a hotel in H city.
Wei Yiwen lay alone in bed, holding his mobile phone in his hand and closing his eyes. He didn't know whether he was asleep or not.
"Jingling jingling!"
At this time, the mobile phone in Wei Yiwen's hand suddenly rang, and Wei Yiwen answered the phone almost instantly.
"Do you have a letter?" Wei Yiwen shouted excitedly to the phone.
"So anxious?" asked Wei Yiwen with a smile instead of answering his question.
"Don't talk nonsense, can I not be in a hurry? I'm holding my urine here. I'm afraid I can't go to the bathroom because I'm afraid I can't answer the phone..." Wei Yiwen scolded wordlessly, and then repeatedly asked, "is there a letter?"
"I contacted you, and the people over there said they could talk..." answered with a smile across the phone.
"Fuck, your news is so fucking exciting!" Wei Yiwen shouted excitedly as he patted his thigh.
"When to meet someone, you just have the money ready at home." the other side continued.
"I understand the routine!"
"No, I don't understand why you want to contact the people over there. Why don't you do enough domestic business or what?" asked the other side of the phone.
"Some things you should know, some things you shouldn't know, don't ask blindly if you shouldn't know, understand?"
"Shit, you're a little trying to kill a donkey..." some speechless said opposite.
"Brother long taught me to say that. All right, I won't talk to you. I'll buy you a drink another day! I'll remember you for it..."
"Ha ha, OK!"
After that, Wei Yiwen hung up the phone, put on a big quilt and went to bed very comfortably.
……
H City, in Guofu hotel.
Duan Hui's mood is very high today. He has been drinking with others since eating. He drinks either this or that. If he didn't know that he was happy to see us again, I really think what the fool has experienced in Beijing.
"Why? Brother song, I don't think you're in high spirits?" Duan Hui staggered to Yang Song with a wine glass and asked with his arm around Yang Song's shoulder.
"Nothing, just a little setback..." Yang Song replied with a smile.
"Women don't have it! I'll introduce one to you later..." Duan Hui said carelessly.
When Yang Song heard this sentence, his chopsticks suddenly stopped, and his eyes dimmed.
Yang Song silently looks at Duan Hui. Duan Hui smiles at Yang Song.
Duan Hui drank a little too much today, so he couldn't find Yang Song at all. Yang Song raised his glass and shouted at Duan Hui, "brother, if you have this sentence, I have to have a good drink with you!"
"Yes!" Duan Hui shouted at the top of his voice.
"No problem!"
After the two touched their wine glasses, Yang Song looked up and drank the wine.
At the moment Yang Song looked up, no one saw the tears from the corners of his eyes
When the glass was put down, a smile appeared on Yang Song's face.
After Duan Hui and Yang Song finished drinking, they ran to Liu Rui. Liu Rui glanced at Duan Hui and said helplessly, "brother, you've had eight fucking drinks with me this time. I beg you to change someone..."
"Ha ha, really? Sorry! I'll change, I'll change..."
With that, Duan Hui went to the north and south, looked at the north and South and said, "brother, don't say anything. Sooner or later, I'll get your fingers back..."
"Ah?" the north and South were stunned for a while, a little at a loss.
"Why doesn't this fool open the pot and carry it?" Er Mei, grinding silver, scolded in a low voice.
"Brother, you don't have to say anything. Let's toast the lost fingers!"
Then Duan Hui directly raised his glass and touched the north and south. The South and North didn't know what Duan Hui said. Anyway, they drank another cup with Duan Hui.
"Xi Xi, what are you doing now?" Wu Mei looked at Xi Xi and asked.
I don't know why, Wu Mei especially likes to cherish after seeing Xi Xi. Wu Mei likes Er Mei as well. The three girls get along well in less than an hour, just like their own sisters.
"I'm still at school..." he replied shyly with his head down.
"Oh, what do you think of our leaves?" Wu Mei continued.
"Sister Wu, what are you talking about?" she cried with a small red face.
"Ha ha ha!"
Everyone in the room laughed, and his regretful face became redder.
"I dreamed of walking across the world with a sword and seeing the prosperity of the world!"
At this time, Yang Song's mobile phone suddenly rang. Yang Song took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, looked down at the mobile phone number, frowned and directly pressed the reject key!
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