Chapter III: Retaliation
Such a beautiful woman, even though he has read countless women in his life, he has never seen it. I can see it today, and I have no regrets in my life.
Thinking so, the tattooed man wanted to lift the hair that covered the other half of his face and see the whole face.
"Ah, what the hell!"
However, when he opened his hair and saw the whole face, he seemed to see a ghost, and he got up in fright, and the whole person was like being poured cold water, ** all gone.
", that's so bad. ”
The tattooed man kicked Zuo Yan off the table angrily, and said hideously, "Ugly monster, you are limited to pay off the 300,000 gambling debts that your Lao Tzu owes to your grandfather in three days, otherwise I will dig out your two organs to pay off the debt, do you hear." ”
bah
After speaking, the tattooed man actually spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Zuo Yan's hair, and then walked away with his subordinates.
……
night
Dark silence.
The two-story building that had not been repaired for a long time was silent, and Zuo Jun sat in front of the writing desk, his right hand clenching a sharpened pencil, trembling slightly.
The incandescent light made his already white face extremely white.
bang
The left army got up and pushed open the door.
Zuo Yan, who was in the next bedroom, seemed to hear the movement, wiped away his crying red eyes, hurriedly pushed open the door and asked, "Xiaojun, why are you going." ”
"Buy cigarettes. ”
"Buy cigarettes? But don't you smoke?"
"I want to smoke it now. Zuo Jun replied categorically, and hurried away after speaking.
"Xiaojun ......" Zuo Yan looked at the back of Zuo Jun leaving silently.
……
The night scene of Jianghai City, the lights are red and green, like paradise, more like purgatory. The tattooed man took a group of younger brothers to drink the flower wine, took the sauna and walked out of the heavenly and earthly bathroom leisurely, and casually threw the unfinished beer in his hand at the feet of a couple on the side of the road, frightening the two of them to leave in a hurry.
"Hahaha, just this little bit of guts is still a girl. The tattooed man sneered as he pointed at the fleeing boy.
Then, with the support of the two younger brothers, he walked forward slowly.
"Damn, it's so bad today, I finally met a superb and ugly monster, and I was disgusted when I looked at half of her face. The tattooed man said.
"But isn't it, look at that girl's figure, convex and backward, but boss, there is a saying that the light is dark, isn't it the same when the light is turned off?"
"Huh?" The tattooed man's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he thought to himself, why didn't he think of it. As long as half of her face is covered, then she is still a beauty. Thinking of the charm of Zuo Yan's half of his face, the tattooed man's lower body reacted instantly.
"Go, go back. The tattooed man waved his hand.
"Where are you going?"
"Damn, didn't you say it, it's dark under the lights. The tattooed man kicked the little brother who was talking in the ass and said dissatisfied.
"Okay!"
However, they did not seem to notice a figure directly in front of them at this moment, wearing a wide coat and hat on his head, and because the street lights on this section of the road were dim and against the light, they could not see the face under the hat.
A sharpened pencil was hidden under his sleeve, and he slowly walked towards the crowd with his hands in his pockets.
"When Lao Tzu is done, let you be cool, hahaha" The tattooed man was full of interest.
At this time, a guy who didn't have long eyes bumped into himself, and the tattooed man was immediately furious, "Where the hell did you come from, blind man, you can't see the way." ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”
"Damn, dogbi, won't you raise your head to speak?" said the tattooed man when he saw that this guy dared to bow his head and ignore himself.
"Okay, I'll look up. ”
"Ah......h
The tattooed man screamed, he only saw a pair of sharp and cold eyes, a two-inch pencil was inserted into his left eye so upright, blood gushed out along the barrel of the pen, and the tattooed man covered his left eye and howled miserably.
And the murderer had already fled the moment he made it.
"Fuck, chase Lao Tzu, chase Lao Tzu. The tattooed man shouted this sentence heartbreakingly and fainted.
……
After Zuo Jun stabbed the tattooed man, he fled according to the expected route, and he was terrified along the way, he didn't know how deep the pencil was, whether he could kill the tattooed man, and whether he left any clues, but he couldn't control these, and finally let out a bad breath.
But what he didn't know was that everything he did was witnessed by the bearded man who was secretly watching.
"Damn, immeasurable Tianzun, a good boy, with a clear mind, decisive behavior, ruthless means, and most importantly, courage and resourcefulness, he is a good seedling. Yan Chixia admired because he observed that this generation did not seem to be monitoring.
The reason why the left army did not take the big road was that the target was too big, there was too much surveillance, and it was easy to be exposed, and even if it escaped the underworld, it would be difficult to escape the law.
After making sure that there was no one behind, he hid in an abandoned bridge hole, took off his blood-covered clothes and gloves, changed into the clothes he had prepared, and then hid the changed clothes until they were burned in the daytime.
"Who?"
The left army was shocked, and a black shadow appeared in the dark bridge cave at some point, without sound.
"You killed someone. The black shadow said lightly.
"Nonsense, I didn't, I just hurt him......" In a hurry, Zuo Jun realized that he had lost his words before he finished speaking, and hurriedly asked: "How do you know you, who are you, they are in a gang? No, you are not." ”
Zuo Jun immediately denied his speculation, because judging from the voice, this person was clearly an old man, and there was no old man among those people.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you kill someone, what I see. ”
"You see? "Zuo Jun's heart is beating wildly, if that person is really dead, then the police will definitely not let him go, what about his poor sister, no, I can't go to jail, I can't sit still, anyway, the person in front of me is an old person, it's better not to do it......
Zuo Jun's eyes gradually turned cold, and he touched a stone that was still sharp in its edges. I'm sorry, it's up to me to you, if you want to blame it, blame you for seeing something you shouldn't see.
The stone was clutched tighter and tighter by Zuo Jun's hands, and the sharp edges and corners were embedded in the flesh, and blood flowed out, as if he didn't even notice it.
Why is the thief so unfair, and good people deserve to be so abused? Zuo Jun thought of his poor sister, I don't have to die a pity, but my sister.
Zuo Jun slowly let go of the stone in his hand, his eyes were dim, and he couldn't do anything to an old man who was powerless.
"Hey!"
The old man lamented softly.
"A good person in the tenth world can't escape a good word after all. ”
In fact, the scene just now was Yan Chixia's temptation of Zuo Jun, because human nature is changeable, and when people are in the most predicament, they can best see the good or bad of a person. Obviously, the final choice of the left army made Yan Chixia very satisfied.
"What a good man in the tenth world, you can report me, but don't try to slander me, because I am a poor bastard. Zuo Jun said.
"The good man of the tenth world, it is you, are you willing to worship me as a teacher, I will pass on your cultivation method, and if you have a successful cultivation, you can soar the clouds and mist, and kill demons, are you willing?" Yan Chixia touched her beard and said.
"Sick!" Zuo Jun didn't care, got up and walked out of the bridge.
"Don't follow me, or I can't promise I'll do it to you. Seeing that the old man was following him closely, Zuo Jun threatened impatiently.
"Well, young man, why don't you believe me, I'm telling the truth. Yan Chixia said bitterly.
"Okay, you said that you passed on my cultivation method, then you are also a cultivator? Otherwise, stay away from me. Zuo Jun said.
"Hey......" the old man let out a long sigh.
"Why? can't you change it?" Zuo Jun scoffed.
"No, in fact, the old man was seriously injured in a duel with the thousand-year-old demon of Black Mountain a few days ago, and now his cultivation is less than one percent, and he can't use spells. ”
When Zuo Jun heard about it, he scolded you in his heart, you are an old immortal cowhide blowing through the sky, and the old demon of Montenegro, then I am Yan Chixia.