In the depths of the quiet alley, an old man and a young man were stabbing each other with knives, and they were both doing their best to make the knives stab as fast as possible. There were no shouts, only the occasional muffled grunt from being stabbed, and a low whimper from Hei.

Although they fought fiercely, they did not greet each other's vital points, but only stabbed and chopped off their arms, and did not mean to kill each other. Maybe they don't want to kill someone, they just want to use ruthless means to force each other to comply.

Drops of blood spilled on the dry pavement, wetting the dust. There were more than a dozen places on the passer's body that had been cut by knives, and most of his originally clean clothes were stained red.

The old man didn't get any favors, because he had to deal with not just a man, but also a dog. It's easy for people to solve, but the dead dog is a little troublesome.

Ah Hei jumped and moved freely, advancing and retreating freely, and took the opportunity to bite the old man's ankle. The pants on the old man's feet had been torn to shreds, and a row of tooth marks appeared on his dark and old skin.

The old man looked at the row of tooth marks with a look of horror in his eyes. He clutched the spot on his arm where he had been stabbed by the prisoner, and muttered, "This dead dog can't have rabies, right?"

Guan Ke was weak, and he could feel his strength waning, and now he could only hold on to his feet. They have been fighting for a long time, and although the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, they don't really mean to fight hard. When Guan Ke was thinking about whether he really had to fight hard, he suddenly heard this sentence and immediately felt that there were other ways to achieve his goal.

Guan Ke sat down in the dust and laughed. His pale face and wild smile made him look like a demon in the world. He laughed and said, "Of course he has rabies, otherwise I would take him for a while?"

Hei spat out the dirty rags in his mouth and glared at the guest with dissatisfaction.

The old man stared at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Are you lying to me?"

Ever since the old man wondered if Hei had rabies, Guan Ke concluded that he was afraid of death. He understands that such people, usually the closer they are to the shadow of death, the more afraid they will be of death. They desperately try to escape, but often only realize that they are running towards death. The more afraid of death, the easier it is to die, and the more afraid of death, the easier it is to survive. The old man understood this, so he showed a fierce appearance.

Now that he is sure that he is afraid of death, it is much easier to do, because Guan Ke is not afraid of death.

Guan Ke said very seriously: "I didn't lie to you. ”

A drop of blood came out of the tooth mark on his ankle, followed by more blood oozing out, staining the old man's foot red. Only then did the old man feel pain in his ankle. He looked at the serious face of the Guan Ke, and there was a hint of doubt in his heart, could it be that the dog was really sick, but he quickly put this doubt behind him. What madman would dare to take a mad dog with him? Wait for it to bite itself and send it to heaven when it is delirious?

The old man smiled again and said, "If it is really a mad dog, you dare to take him around? ”

As soon as Guan Ke heard the word "tender", he was a little angry, and he hated that others called him "tender". His right hand rested on his knee, and he held the knife in his hand, letting drops of blood drip down the blade into the dust.

"What would a person who is going to die dare to. Guan Ke said indifferently.

The old man half-leaned on the wagon, carefully observing the young man's expression, and watching the black dog's movements out of the corner of his eye. He must not let the dog bite him again.

"Who are you talking about? Is it you?"

Guan Ke pointed the tip of his knife at his eyebrows, stared at the old man, and said, "Look at my face, what's the difference?"

"White, very white, like a dead man's face. ”

"Have you ever seen anyone else have a face like mine?"

The old man frowned: "I haven't seen it." ”

"The doctor said I had a rare tumor," he said, gesturing to his head, "and it was sitting in my head, waiting for an opportunity to kill me, the master." It's getting strong every day, and correspondingly, I'm getting weak every day, a few months at most, a few days at least, and I'll die. ”

He placed his right hand on his knee again, the tip of the knife aimed at the dust again. "So what's so strange about taking a mad dog? What's the difference between dying early and dying late? He bites me and sends me to an unknown place, and I have to thank him!"

Hei bared his teeth at the old man and whined, flicking his ears wildly. He looked like he was going crazy.

Guan Ke admired in his heart, this dog is so fucking smart.

Hei despised it in his heart, the lie was too fake, and he even needed me Hei to play it.

The old man looked at the dog, and he was really a little crazy. With a cold wind blowing, the wound seems to begin to numb, and even the pain has become much less. He couldn't help but believe Guan Ke's words a little.

But he immediately vetoed it again, how could a dog be so alive and kicking when he was sick? The old man looked at the dog again.

Hei's eyes rolled up, and a lock of saliva dripped from his mouth.

Guan Ke watched Hei's performance with wide eyes, thinking that this was simply an Oscar winner.

When the old man saw the dog's appearance, he couldn't help but believe it a little more. But he still had doubts in his heart, why did this dog suddenly go crazy when he was so lively and jumping?

Guan Ke regained his indifferent expression and said lightly: "If you want to save your life, you better pay back the money first, so that I will let you go to the hospital." ”

I don't know if it's the relationship between the cold of spring and the steepness, or the relationship between being bitten by a dog, the old man suddenly felt very cold.

"Can't I go if you stop me?" the old man reached for his phone in his pocket.

Ah Hei's eyes didn't roll upwards anymore, he shook the hara on the side of his mouth, jumped up with all his might, and bit it towards the old man's hand that was touching his pocket.

The old man kept an eye on a man and a dog all the time, and when he saw that the dog was violent and hurt people, he flashed to the side.

As soon as Ah Hei pounced, he became even more crazy, snorted, and threw himself at him again.

The old man pulled out his knife and struck at him.

Ah Hei's neck was crooked, and his body scurried past the blade. He took a few steps back, prostrate on the ground, his mouth whining, a pair of dog eyes rolled upwards from time to time, and the hara on the side of his mouth flowed out again. He's really a mad dog at the moment.

Great fear arose in the old man's heart.

Guan Ke's illness began to flare up again. He fell in the dust, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes turned up from time to time like Hei, looking terrifying and weird.

The mind is dizzy, the world is turning, but the Guan Ke tries to maintain a trace of clarity. The mission of his trip was not accomplished, and he could not pass out. He clasped his hands together, pushing harder and harder, but he couldn't stop the trembling.

It was as if the world of black and red was in my mind, intertwined and swirling with each other. He tried to open his eyes, but another invisible needle pierced his mind. He screamed and rolled on the ground.

The pain is excruciating, and every pain in the brain is enough to make a person faint. But he didn't pass out, he gritted his teeth, and bit the tip of his tongue when he was about to faint to keep himself awake.

The old man looked at the crazy appearance of the man and the dog, and he believed the words of Guan Ke very much in his heart. As judged by Guan Ke, he is a person who cherishes his life. When people get older, they are more afraid of death, although they only have a small grocery truck to live in, but it is also a very comfortable thing to sell small things every day and look at the innocent smiles of children.

He can go wherever he wants. He doesn't have to step on the dots like a young man in the city, counting the time, he can leisurely drive his old grocery truck past. When you are sleepy, you can sleep in the car, but you need to have a knife in case the rats in Honggang disturb you, and when you wake up, you can think about what new gadgets to buy to please the children who go to school.

He had no father, no mother, no wife, no children, and his home wherever he went.

He discovered a lot of good things in this world, so he wanted to live longer, so that he could see more.

The reason why he didn't pay his debts was because he felt that there was no need to pay them. If it was the previous Honggang, he was still a little afraid, but now in the Honggang, there is only an old man left, and he is still afraid of a fart.

But now, in addition to the old man, there is one more young man in Honggang.

It didn't matter if the dog was sick or not, he didn't want to die anyway. I have been selling things everywhere over the years, and I have accumulated a lot of money, and I have paid it back, no big deal.

Guan Ke had a splitting headache, as if something was about to break out of his head. His head was about to explode.

The old man left the grocery store he was leaning on and came to the customer.

Every time the old man took a step, Ah Hei followed closely, like a shadow of the old man.

The old man squatted down tremblingly and said, "I returned the money, you let me go." ”

A wave of joy rose in the heart of the passer. The feeling of joy washed away the pain in his mind for a moment, and he groped for a card from his body and handed it to the old man.

The old man took out his mobile phone, scanned it at the QR code, and paid the bill honestly. He pointed the payment page on his phone into the eyes of the customer.

The customs guest hurriedly glanced at it, and vaguely felt that the amount was right, so he nodded to Ah Hei.

"Wangwang" Ahei barked at the old man a few times.

The old man ran into the van in a panic, stepped on the accelerator, drove out of the alley, and drove out of the street.

So an old-fashioned utility truck appeared on the asphalt pavement, covered in rust, and only one rearview mirror remained. Such a dilapidated car is driving fast, because the left and right wheels are a little asymmetrical, so on the road swing left and right, like an eighty-eight-year-old woman on crutches.

The old man stepped on the accelerator to the end, and shouted in a gloomy and hoarse voice: "Get out of the way, I've been bitten by a mad dog, don't block my way to the hospital!"

Pedestrians on the side of the road looked sideways.