The intense pain in his feet made it difficult for him to move an inch, but the satisfaction and excitement he got from stepping up to the fourth floor made Yan Jiucheng fade away from the pain.

He experienced the pain of Venus in his eyes, and he relied on willpower to support him forward, but in this extreme physical pain, he seemed to see a beam of light, just the kind of light that hit the hero when he appeared, and only hit the hero.

It hurts, but the satisfaction is really refreshing.

Yan Jiucheng laughed and quickened his pace.

The people at the bottom are right, the gates of hell are completely different levels from the fourth floor, from the first to the fourth floor, there are only three gangs living on it, although there are more people in each gang, but the overall number of people is only half of the third floor, so that everyone's living environment is more spacious.

On top of that, each room has an electric fan to cool down in the summer, and there are bunk beds so you don't have to huddle them together. And the head of the bull's room is even more different than the room on the third floor Yan Jiucheng, a room of ten square meters, with a fairly clean bed, and a worn-out clock hanging on the wall, which makes people who live like years know what year and month they are in, and there is a mirror in the room in addition to the radio that broadcasts outside news in real time.

Mirrors, at the gates of hell are luxuries. Who can take care of their own appearance here? It would be nice to be able to take care of their lives.

The beer was quietly placed next to the bed, wiped cleanly, and Yan Jiucheng could even imagine the appearance of the man next to him, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, sleeping happily with this beer at night.

Before coming to the gate of hell, he drank the candied wine, but he was not greedy, but he heard the sound of the bull head swallowing saliva next to him clearly, so that he wondered if the bull head would be reluctant to open it and drink it together.

"Boss George gave it to me. Niu Tou walked to the side of the bed, gently picked up the beer, and his eyes were full of pity as if he was treating a lover who had not seen him for a long time: "Drink with you tonight with your brother." ”

As he spoke, he opened the beer and pointed to the ground with his finger.

This made Yan Jiucheng feel a trace of admiration in his heart, although this bull head is a heinous villain, he actually talks so much.

"So gracious. Yan Jiucheng sat on the ground.

"Okay. The bull head also sat on the ground and waved his hand to the little brother behind him who was swallowing saliva and motioned for them to go out.

"Boss, dagger ......" The younger brothers pointed to the dagger that Yan Jiucheng never left his body.

A newcomer who doesn't know the details, alone with their boss, they are still a little nervous, although the boss is very good at fighting, but the knife can be fatal at once, and it is not good if one is not careful.

"I'm not afraid. Niu Tou sneered, in his opinion, Yan Jiucheng was simply a little grasshopper, not to mention that he had a knife himself.

There was a bang.

The knife was thrown out of Yan Jiucheng's hand and thrown at his little brother's feet.

"Just a few of you, you are rambling, and you really can't reuse them. Yan Jiucheng didn't bother to reply, and waved his hand: "Get out." ”

A few younger brothers didn't expect Yan Jiucheng to throw the knife out so easily, picked up the knife stupidly, and rolled out quickly. And the bull head smiled at Yan Jiucheng even more admiringly.

"Brother, I've been at the gates of hell for three years, and you're the first one to hand over a dagger so easily. The bull raised his glass, raised his head and took a sip, the sound of gurgling wine, followed by a long, extremely satisfied snort.

It was as if I had been thirsty for months and finally took a sip of water.

"Happiness is such a thing that only those who have lost it can experience. Niu Tou stretched out his hand and handed the bottle to Yan Jiucheng.

Yan Jiucheng smiled, took it and took a sip, but he deliberately pressed his tongue against the bottle to let himself drink less. The happiness that the bull head had just drunk made him unbearable to drink too much, and how could this scene escape the eyes of the bull head who had cultivated an instinctive ability to observe words and colors at the gate of hell too early?

"You ......" Niu Tou's face changed slightly.

Yan Jiucheng didn't expect that such a subtle movement of his own would be seen by this rough-looking man, he handed the wine bottle to Niu Tou with some embarrassment, and said, "Don't get me wrong, when I came in today, the prison guards gave me a drink, and I want to leave more for you to drink." ”

Unexpectedly, he explained such an ordinary sentence, but the bull head seemed to be touched by something, and quickly looked away, raised his head and took a sip.

"It's a coincidence. Niu Tou smiled: "When I was a child, my mother was like this, saying that she didn't like to eat beef, so let me eat it." What you say reminds me of my mom. ”

"We're in an alliance, we're brothers, it's okay, it's just a sip of wine, it's nothing. Yan Jiucheng laughed: "Besides, our country and your country are also in an alliance, and we are originally brothers." ”

When Niu Tou heard this, he smiled and shook his head: "At the gate of hell, it is different from the outside world. ”

Here, it doesn't matter about nationality, whoever is ruthless and has the means is on top.

"I think it's the same. Yan Jiucheng disagreed with Niu Tou's opinion, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the position on the east side: "The gang on that end is white, and the other side is also white, and you are a black man on the fourth floor, and there was once a yellow person." You see, the white people in this outside world discriminate against us yellow people, black people, and when we get to the gates of hell, aren't they still like this?"

This was a shocking statement.

When you think about it, it's true.

Although there is not much wine, plus Yan Jiucheng unloaded the dagger, the conversation was very speculative, and the two of them were reluctant to drink, you took a small sip and I took a small sip, and after chatting for half an hour, Niu Tou and Yan Jiucheng were already sitting next to each other and chatting freely.

"I listened to the news on the radio, your country is strong now, there is no war, and I heard that the security is also high, so I am really happy. The bull head inhaled with envy, and then pointed to his nose self-deprecatingly: "Seriously, a scumbag like me should be locked up in the gates of hell, and if I am the leader of the country, I will also lock a scum like me in the gates of hell." ”

Yan Jiucheng nodded in agreement.

He knew in his heart that he was not a scumbag, and he knew that he was sitting next to him a scumbag full of evil, but somehow, he liked the character of the bull head very much, and he had what we called a chivalrous spirit. And Niu Tou obviously had a good chat with Yan Jiucheng, and the two could indeed make friends.

"Do you have any good songs in your country?" said the black bull who loved music turned his head to look at Yan Jiucheng.

Yan Jiucheng thought for a while: "Peking Opera is our quintessence, have you heard of it?"

The bull head shook his head.

"I'll sing you a paragraph. Yan Jiucheng stood up, cleared his throat, and said Peking Opera, he still knows some, and he also learned a pear blossom song when he was a child.

The singing of the Pear Blossom Song came from the fourth floor, and it didn't feel abrupt at the gate of hell in this fight-and-kill, but it made the people around who could hear it quiet down.

Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain

The pear blossoms fall, and the spring enters the mud

……

After singing the song, the bull head was stunned, and he looked at Yan Jiucheng with an incredulous face: "You...... You're a man, how do ......you make a woman's voice? You sing again. ”

This life is only for one person

He is also a king

Singing it again, the bull head was stunned again, and his eyes were full of joy and he gave a thumbs up and scolded a few dirty words: "I ......%......%¥......%¥ is good!"

Yan Jiucheng was also very surprised, Peking Opera, many young people in China don't like it, although it is always said that no one in this world will not like Peking Opera, people who don't like Peking Opera just don't know that they will like it, but how can a black foreigner like it so much after listening to it once. But if you think about it carefully, maybe this place is too boring and doesn't have any spiritual pleasure, and suddenly you are shocked to hear the quintessence of the big country in the East.

Even if ninety percent of them can sing really averagely.

"I like it!" the bull slapped his thigh.

"Like me to teach you. Yan Jiucheng stood up: "I'm too noisy down there, if you like it, I'll come up tomorrow to teach you." ”

When Niu Tou heard this, his face changed slightly, and his eyes were cloudy: "Come up again?" I said Nine Eyes, you won't just teach me Peking Opera, right? Lao Tzu treats you as a brother, if you use Lao Tzu as a springboard, you will die a miserable death." ”

Talking can be talked, but in order to sing Peking Opera, a third-floor leader always goes up to the fourth floor, which is also ridiculous.

Yan Jiucheng made no secret of it, turned his head to look at Niu Tou, then stepped forward and took two steps closer to him, and said in a low voice: "Of course it's not to teach you Peking Opera, come to the fourth floor, I want to kill someone, otherwise how can I live here?"

As he spoke, he held out his hand.

Poof.

"This is also the quintessence of our country, you feel it. ”

The bull's face changed instantly.

[Don't be impatient, watch slowly, it's all foreshadowing]