Paths without street lights are usually not very popular, at least for normal people, but the leper in the Kowloon community likes such trails very much. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because in a way, he had to make a fortune from it.

There was a small road three streets away from the Kowloon community, and there were two old incandescent lamps shining there, which had never remained intact since Leper Three gave the children in the neighborhood a few lollipops.

The trail leads to the road at one end and to the neighborhood at the other. For some residents of the Kowloon community, this is a good shortcut.

Taking shortcuts often comes at a cost, and every now and then he pins his seven-inch-long short knife, waiting there to collect the price.

Maybe it's because the residents are afraid of things, maybe it's the timing of the three crimes committed by the leper, in short, in the past two years, he has made a lot of money on the trail, but he has never been caught by the police.

"It's called days, you know?" The leper head three once dangled the wine bottle to show off to the fox friends and dogs, "God covers me." ”

I believe that the leper head three of the days will toss a coin before committing a crime every time, and if the head is over, it will go, and the tail side will not go up. In his opinion, this is the hint God gave him.

Recently, the hand style of the leper head three is not very smooth, playing cards to lose money, rubbing mahjong to lose money, touching pai gow to lose money, and finally even playing QQ chess and card games will lose the game currency.

"Damn, it's time to get to work." The leper touched the pitiful few coins in his pocket, and went home and picked up the short knife.

Maybe God is taking care of him and it's time to work, and maybe he can slaughter a fat sheep tonight, maybe he will meet a beautiful woman with a good figure and make money......

The leper head, who was full of obscene reverie, looked at the plastic alarm clock on the table, and although he wished to set the pointer to half past eleven now, he still had to wait.

Because the patrol car in the neighborhood will pass by that dark lane at 11:45.

Coin toss is still indispensable, but tonight's spinning coin played a big joke on him, and when the spin stopped, the coin did not fall down, but stood upright.

The leper didn't bother to think about it, because the meaning was too easy to understand.

"It's not that you go, it's not that you don't go, it's okay to go or not."

At 11:48 a.m., the leper walked into the trail and laughed at the red and blue lights of the police car in the distance.

At eleven fifty-one, Leper Three leaned against the telephone pole of the trail, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and looked lazily at both ends of the trail.

At twelve o'clock, there was a sound of high heels at the end of the road, and the leper head three was in good spirits, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and took out a short knife to prepare for both wealth and wealth, but the high heels seemed to hesitate, and turned back to the main road from the small road crossing, and gradually disappeared.

At 10 twelve, four or five men who seemed to be a little drunk came from the other end of the community, and the leper three hid themselves in the shadows, waiting impatiently for the group of drunkards to disappear.

Twelve:21...... Half-past twelve......

At two and three minutes, the leper yawned hatefully, and rubbed the cigarette rolls that had been wet with saliva in boredom, and scattered the broken tobacco leaves on the ground.

It seemed that business would not be able to be done tonight, and just as the thought was flashing in his head, a sound of shuffling footsteps came from the other side of the road. The leper didn't get excited immediately this time, but held his breath and carefully judged the degree and distance of the footsteps.

Soon, he was sure that the first business of the night was about to open.

Judging from the light from the entrance of the trail, the footsteps belonged to a man of medium stature, not tall, who seemed to be carrying a briefcase in his hand, and his walking posture looked a little lazy, he should have just gotten off the night shift.

Pop, the leper lit a cigarette at three, and turned out from behind the telephone pole very arrogantly, and the short knife in his hand shook a few times in front of the flame of the lighter.

"Watches, cell phones, wallets, necklaces, bracelets, mp3s, laptops." The leper squinted his eyes and said a string of nouns to the person in front of him.

The man also lit a cigarette and walked forward lazily, as if he had no notice of the presence of the leper three.

"Did I say you hear?!" The leper head three didn't like this feeling of being ignored, and waved the short knife in his hand vigorously.

"I hear you, I'm not interested in those things." The man finally stopped, and looked lazily at the little black skin with a cigarette in his mouth, the shimmering light of the cigarette butt illuminating the man's dark face with a lazy smile on it.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is not a black seller!" The leper head three was a little annoyed, "Take out all the valuable things on your body, don't bother Lao Tzu." ”

The man still didn't have any intention of cooperating, just continued to smoke and looked at the leper with interest.

"Damn, you're stupid?!" The leper head three was a little stunned by him, and the hand holding the short knife began to wave, "Hurry up and take out the valuable things, don't force Lao Tzu to bleed you!" ”

"What do you want money for?" The man snuffed out the cigarette butt on the wall, took out his phone and looked at it, "You don't have a chance to use it." ”

The man spoke in a faint tone, with a little smile, which usually sounded like a joke, but in this dark alley, it sounded a little weird and scary.

"Bang", probably because it was too hot, the plastic lighter that had been burning in the hands of the leper suddenly exploded, and coincidentally, at this time, the red and blue lights flashed at the end of the road on the side of the road.

The leper head trembled in his heart, turned around and ran, probably worried that he would be caught up by the police, and he didn't run far, so he stepped on the garbage can and climbed over the wall on one side, and then jumped.

The wall is not high, at most two and a half meters, but the foot did not hit the ground immediately after jumping off the head three times, and he was wondering about the kung fu but suddenly remembered that this side of the wall was digging the foundation, and the pit more than ten meters deep was full of steel bars......

"Ah......h

"Alas, why bother......" The person on the trail was Yi Boer, who had come over in time, watching the figure of the leper disappear from the wall, he scratched his head, and continued to walk towards the community, as if nothing had been born.

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Taking a bath is a pleasant thing to do, especially when you soak in the luxurious jacuzzi. Ding Zhengtao's biggest hobby is this, of course, there is also a glass of old whisky at hand.

Five years ago, in the global divination competition, Cai Wen, the descendant of the six divination lineages, narrowly won the gypsy Yibor by one point, and according to the rules of the competition, he will serve as a special guest judge for this year.

Five years ago, five contestants died before the tournament started, and this time it was naturally even more tragic, because on the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the competition, the winner will receive the highest honor in the world of divination. But the more fierce the competition, as the director, the greater the benefits for Ding Zhengtao.

However, for Ding Zhengtao, the serious Cai Wen is a headache for him.