The first time, I first arrived in your land

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will

I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi

- Butterfly Love Flowers, Relying on Danger

- Yoo Yong

This nostalgic work of longing, overflowing with the voice of the prodigal son, exudes faint thoughts. Disappear into the night.

A few friends who love literature discussed Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" words, which are the sustenance of lovesickness, although only a few words, but accurately portray the time, state, place, and heart, this kind of narrative is lyrical, and the artistic conception is endless.

It was the early autumn of August, and it was located on the Skyworth flyover. The festival is approaching the peak period of work, and people come and go. This loud discussion was heard by a woman in her twenties, who was walking back and forth on the overpass, her green clothes stirred by the breeze, and her thoughts fluctuated. The footsteps were far away, and the topic of discussion of several prodigal sons changed, and they had talked about the successes and failures of life, and faintly sent two sentences: "Brother Hua, who has mixed into the position of vice president of the company, is it a ......treat tonight." The girl let out a long sigh, looked at a few people in the distance, and said to herself: "Men don't have a few good things, and light can deceive people."

At the bus stop on the left side of the girl, Sen Yizhi looked at the prodigal sons and girls, motionless, only when he heard the two sentences "In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, who will be speechless", he couldn't help but sigh very softly, and this feeling of loneliness and desolation arose.

Midsummer!

On the sixth day of the sixth month of June, dawn.

Sen strode along the morning mist street, dragging a large suitcase, to greet his owner, Luo Hui!

Luo Hui is one meter eight tall, Maitreya Buddha's smile and serious face always have a kind of attachment to the expression, it seems that the account is not in the account is like taking drugs - always talking about money.

Fifteen years ago, he had already opened the line of antiques, and he was one of the few players who could identify antiques. About 0.5 meters behind him, there are always three people following. One carrying a thick leather bag, a driver and a secretary.

Although these three people have been with Luo Hui for five years, no one has ever been able to figure out Luo Hui's family background.

However, Luo Hui has a major feature of rewarding money, if his business is very profitable, he usually gives the three of them a big red envelope. So with Luo Hui, although the salary is not high, the annual income is eye-catching. They always think that being able to follow Luo Hui is the definition of success. One of them is a fat man in the open air!

The early morning of the sixth day of the new year was gray, and he was in the open air because he was looking for a concubine and was unwilling to get up from the gentle township in such an early morning, so he called Sen and asked Sen to meet Luo Hui instead of him.

Luo Hui likes to take a walk in the early morning light.

Because he always said that this is when his mind is clearest, and then he goes to the customer's side.

The hazy light mingled with the long night, and the trees beside the aisle were a little dewy.

Luo Hui clenched his fists, walked quickly, walked to the gate of the Wahaha building, and suddenly called: "Sen!"

Wang Sen ran to catch up, Luo Hui didn't slow down and wait for him, and said with a calm face: "Isn't it open air today?"

Wang Sen said: "He has something to do today, and I will take over his work." ”

Luo Hui's face was already angry, his fists clenched even tighter, and he suddenly asked, "Do you know who we are going to see today?"

Wang Sen hesitated and shook his head.

- "We're going to see Chen Hanbin"!

At this time, they had just walked to the second alley, and a large wave of people rushed out from front to back, cutting them off in the middle of the alley.

Luo Hui's face changed immediately, and he shouted: "Don't hurt me, I have money, I want to ......" This sentence has not been fully spoken, and a few sticks have been put on his body.

Wang Sen sat down, picked up a person with his backhand, smashed the person behind him, and pulled Luo Hui to run back.

Sticks on the body, Sen doesn't know how many sticks he suffered!

At this moment, Sen dragged Luo Hui to the broad street.

The second time, I got out of the sea of suffering

The sky was gray and shiny, and after a long time of crawling, Luo Hui couldn't stand the pain and fell to the ground.

The traffic in the neighborhood is increasing, and the morning market is crowded with tricycles, vans, vans, and private cars of office workers.

Huang Laohu's attendant of 6 cars wandered around various intersections, checking passing vehicles and pedestrians.

Luo Hui's nervous psychology and frightened face made people feel bored, and the kind of nagging that suffered from gains and losses wanted people to beat him up.

For the first time, I remembered the intention of leaving him alone.

--- can't, at least, he's a friend! He's the owner!

But in Sen's heart, the balance of friends is too heavy. Not to mention the owner.

The noise of traffic, the honking of horns, the shouting of hawkers, the sound of morning exercise music, the shouting of pedestrians, all kinds of sounds bully and cross, superimposed.

Huang Laohu's subordinates reported on the phone, "No, I didn't see it。。。。。。。

Mori saw the head of a tall man in black swaying through the cracks in the garbage.

There are countless large black garbage bags around the dump, apparently several of them are taller than their heads.

With Huang Laohu's assault work, if he is really "famous", he will never withdraw the people around him, and even worse, he is more likely to watch from a corner in the shadows, or even command remotely.

Squinting, there are several figures on the top of the high building.

Mori was inappropriate.

Assuming that this inference is correct, there must be some high-ranking people among them, who can see that there is something wrong with the area where Luo Hui is hiding, and it is certain that they are making new inferences, and it is even possible to find someone to search for a carpet under the watchful eye of the secret sentinel.

The question is how will a new round of attacks be carried out?

The sunlight gradually turned white, and Mori had a feeling of prostration, only to feel that the earth was dull, and the air currents in the air gradually made him sweat.

There is a bleak illusion that makes Mori want to leave!

No, it's a morality, it's a friend, it's his host!

Thinking of this, Sen was high-willed and preoccupied, how could he make this group of nasty guys disappear, and even more likely to destroy them.

One by one, garbage was thrown in。。。。。。

"God help me"!

THE GARBAGE DUMP IS 3M WIDE FROM NORTH TO SOUTH AND 5M FROM EAST TO WEST, AND THERE IS A FORK IN THE ROAD TO THE WEST, WHERE ROAD STRENGTH IN ALL DIRECTIONS MEETS.

To the north was a deep pit, and Mori crawled over to find flammable sponges in the garbage and put them on top of each other, and under the sponge were various pieces of metal chips and nails that were enough to pierce the thick soles of cowhide shoes.

Sen whispered to Luo Hui not to move, dragged him to two large garbage bags in the west, and took out 3,000 yuan from Luo Hui.

The best way to hit an enemy is to attack with fire, which must possess the overflow of the wind at the tuyere or find a bottle of gasoline.

THE DISTANCE FROM THE FORK TO THE DEAD END IS 15M.

How do you get a bottle of gasoline?

It just so happened that a van pulled a few scrap furniture to throw away the garbage, and the driver was grumpy today, and went directly to the back to unload the waste furniture after parking, the engine did not turn off, and the door was not locked.

Mori opened the mouth of the tank, inserted two long straws, sucked out gasoline and sprayed it on the sponge.

After another moment, the brigade lined up in a carpet search.

Sen sweated in his heart!

A team of nearly 20 big men looked like fierce faces.

A man walking in the back, dressed in a white suit, was holding a mobile phone and talking non-stop, reporting his itinerary and urging his subordinates to turn over the garbage.

Sen knew this man, and this man was none other than the number one thug in the rivers and lakes----: Blackskin.

A dragon is embroidered on the tattooed arm, which has a great momentum of self-esteem. The arrogance on his face overflowed.

He kept urging his men to dig through the garbage.

At this moment, Mori's eyes were tightly tied to the black skin.

"Here, let's go," Sen shouted, standing on the edge of a sponge full of traps.

--- "Quick, where are they, capture them alive".

A swarm of people chased after the sponge.

"Oops, oh mom", the screams continued, and the soles of the 6 big men were pierced, and they kept holding their feet*.

In the blink of an eye, six big men and Sen had already exchanged hands, maces, and long sticks slashed the sky and struck overwhelmingly.

Sen fought and retreated, laughed loudly, and shouted, "Black skin, you have been tricked!"

The lighter was thrown at the sponge, and the fire burst into flames.

The flames were all over the place, and the dry black garbage bags of plastic, wood, and so on quickly caught fire, and the people were frightened into retreating, holding their heads in all directions, and even, "Mom, my clothes are on fire", this panicked cry made the situation even more chaotic.

The screams and exclamations kept coming, and the enemy was at a loss!

The 3,000 yuan in Sen's hand was thrown into the air, and a lot of money grabbers added to the chaos.

The figure flashed, and Sen had already dragged Luo Hui to get out of danger by taking a tricycle in a hurry!

The black smoke went straight into the corner, and the fire extended inward.

The howls could not stop coming from the garbage dump, and the shouts shook the sky.

Sen and Luo Hui finally got rid of the entanglement of the yellow tiger。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。