I sat on the bed and looked at the girl biting her lip, and I smiled and thought it wasn't interesting.

The night went by, and at five o'clock in the morning, I turned to look at her still asleep and got out of bed.

The city is still silent, with street lamps in the distance and sanitation workers on the streets.

Calm as if it were an ink painting, he pushed open the door and walked downstairs.

The tour guide hadn't gotten up yet, and I was the only one here, empty.

The city is covered in early morning mist, and I came here for a tour and haven't found anything to be nostalgic about yet.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the next one, the border jade mall. ”

The guide's voice was tinged with some joy, it was probably a feast for him, you were like me eating people.

The shaking bus stopped, the driver held a cigarette, and the guide's saliva sprayed on the wheat again and again, and the voice like a broken gong roared throughout the carriage.

"Jade City has arrived, Jade City has arrived. ”

"Tourists, get off the bus..."

I was silent, looking at the fragmented crowd outside the window, the humble face, and the salesman who kept shouting outside the door.

What an interesting scene.

The people in the carriage kept complaining, but they got out of the car anyway and followed the guide's footsteps.

"Hey, why don't you go down. The driver held a cigarette in his mouth, his head held high, and he looked like a ruffian.

"Why should I go down?"

I didn't care, it was just an inconsequential trip for me, I didn't need to care about them, and I didn't need to care about the tour guide and the actual attitude.

"Hurry up, hurry down, I'm going to refuel. ”

"I'll go with you, I'm fine anyway. ”

"Do you not understand the words or are you dripping?"

"Do you want to die or what?"

"Fuck, you're fucking impatient?" the driver dropped his cigarette and ran it over the cigarette butt as he walked towards me.

Just look at him, watch him pretend, and ......

"Shameless boy. He slapped me in the face.

I grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, they were already urging me out, and I had to get them in some trouble, or I wouldn't be in a good mood.

"Ahem. ”

The driver grabbed his neck and coughed incessantly, his face gradually turned purple, and he looked at me with fear.

It was really interesting, I carried him, step by step, to the end of the carriage.

Thrown out, with a loud bang, he hit the rear windshield, and he kept wailing.

The pain made her body twitch and he looked at me, his finger pointing at me.

"Boy, I'm telling you..."

Syllable... There was a crisp thud and it exploded in his face.

Blood gradually grew from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at me with a bad gaze, and I looked at him too.

I slowly crouched down and sat casually beside him, pointing to the person on the monitor in front of me.

"How many times have you done this?"

"Lao Tzu tells you, you kid ......"

There were two more crisp sounds, and her face was red, and blood was pouring from her nostrils.

He leaned against the wall and looked at me.

And I'm still the same expression.

"You, you won't have good fruit to eat. ”

"It's funny. ”

I've never seen a guy so fat, probably because I don't know fear, I haven't seen anyone who dies.

The blood of ordinary people does not taste very good.

I wiped the corners of my mouth and walked back to my place.

Wow...

The sound of high heels on the steps, the fat guide walked in, did not see the driver, but should have smelled a pungent smell of blood.

"Why haven't you gone down yet. He pointed to my nose and said in a raspy voice.

"What's that smell?"

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" I said, pointing to the end of the carriage and smiling at her.

No matter who I fear the first time, the second time will be much better, and the third and fourth time I will start to enjoy it.

Even addictive.

I feel like I'm addicted to killing, and this feeling is good, and I can kill one if I don't like it, and I can kill one if I'm in a bad mood.

This tour guide belongs to the people I didn't like at that time, with a fat body, a broken voice, and inverted triangular eyes.

Wearing torn heels for an unknown number of years, and squeaking unbearably under her weight, he seemed to notice the feet behind him.

"What have you done? What are you doing? I'll tell you..."

I slapped her in the face, like what kind of compromise, or a little patience, a big thing into a small thing?

She covered her face, like a shrew, constantly yelling and swearing, and roaring in her phone.

I gradually began to get excited, how many people will come back, the more people who come, the better it will be for me, I know, this is a bit too defensive, but I am a documented person, I can use my power reasonably to make myself more satisfied.

The hustle and bustle of the Jade City outside the window cut through the rain, and I looked at them through the glass. In the past, I had only watched forced buying and selling on TV, but now it is happening in front of my eyes.

"You wait, wait for me, boy..."

I slapped her again, her cheeks were red and swollen, she covered her face, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

The noise outside the window was interrupted by footsteps, and a group of people walked towards this direction.

"Boy, wait for death. She covered her red and swollen face, and her expression was hideous and vicious, staring at me deadly.

He kept backing away and pointed at me.

Outside the window, the footsteps kept approaching, and I could see a man in a floral shirt, and he walked over, holding a knife and shaking his hand.

Behind him was a group of young people, with colorful hair, messy tattoos, and still shirtless in the winter.

"Sister Hua, who is making trouble?" The big man who took the lead slapped the knife in his hand, holding a pretentious cigar in his mouth, with a hideous scar on his face.

"That's it. ”

The tour guide, named Sister Hua, pointed to my nose, and he stepped back behind the tall man, looked at me, and smiled proudly.

The hustle and bustle of the Jade City fell silent, and there was a violent mood in the air, and I could clearly see the people watching behind the glass doors, and the little girl who was staring at me, the one who was in my room yesterday.

The drizzle is still falling, and the weather in the south doesn't seem to be clear, it's not a rainy season.

Footsteps sounded in the carriage, and the tall man walked towards me, and the little brother behind him looked very crowded in the aisle.

"Boy, you're the one who stirs trouble, right?"

The knife rested on the backrest, glowing coldly.

To be honest, that's the kind of person I hate the most.

I slowly stood up.