It didn't take long for Cuicui to bring three plates from the kitchen, a pine preserved egg, a cucumber, and a cold rice noodle, which is a relatively common cold dish for local guests.

"Liquor or beer?" Cuicui was dressed in ordinary cotton clothes, stood at the table and asked.

Da Chuan looked at her and grinned: "It's white, it's winter, drinking beer, how does it feel." ”

"Okay." Cuicui turned around and went into the kitchen again, and when she came out, there was an extra jar of wine in her hand, and in the transparent glass jar, there were snakes, bullwhips, jujubes or something, it seemed that it had been a while.

Waiting for Cuicui to bring chopsticks and a small wine glass, the two officially started drinking.

"Da Chuan, you have thought about it, there is no way back for us to take this action," eating cold dishes and drinking aphrodisiac wine, the fat man's face suddenly turned red, and his hand holding chopsticks was a little hesitant.

Once the war starts, the former chic will not exist, the scenery will not seem to have been enjoyed, and even worse, it may become a fugitive.

"Do you just put your heart in your stomach?" Dachuan whirlwind chopsticks, kept drinking in his mouth, and said vaguely: "When he smashed our field, this matter did not slow down, look at it, we just don't look for people, they have to find us, who have you heard say, Hongtai's people, they can swallow their anger when they suffer losses?" ”

After hearing this, the fat man suddenly stopped speaking, indeed, even if we just came to the suburbs, we have never suffered a loss, and when something happens, we will definitely start working directly, who will consider what the consequences.

"Can the people you're looking for do?" After waiting for a while, the fat man asked again.

"Grass, these are brothers who have followed me for many years, dealing with a group of gangsters who have been hollowed out by wine, and that's not a piece of cake." Okawa said dismissively.

"Eh, what if they call the police?"

"it!" Okawa slapped the chopsticks on the table and looked at the fat man in dismay: "Are you sick in the brain?" Mixed society, and call the police? What do you think? ”

"I, I ......"

At twelve o'clock, the whole village was silent.

If Dachuan is still playing the bureau here, at this time, his small shop should still be very lively, but now that he is gone, this bureau will be dispersed, and after the New Year, everyone who should go out to make money will go out, and there will be fewer people.

Some time ago, it's not that no one wants to pick up the bureau again, but on the first day of picking it up, it was copied by the land in the next village, and now, no one comes to play anymore, so now those women who are idle at home with children and like to play with both hands, even if they watch TV at home, they don't come to play.

A dark figure, taking advantage of the moonlight and carrying a canvas bag on his back, quickly crossed the village's sheep intestine path.

Widow's house.

"Forget it, don't talk too much, since we're together again, don't be afraid of tigers and wolves, there is Hongtai, there is no us, we succeed, Hongtai is ours, you want so much, what are you doing, it's useless!"

While drinking, Okawa baptized and enlightened the fat man.

How else to say that his old rascal, who has been mixed for decades, has quite a voice in the surrounding villages, has a temper and courage, and the fat man can be regarded as a gambler at most, and compared with him, he has less guts.

"Hongtai, it's not easy to smash." The fat man smoked a cigarette, lowered his head, looked at his thighs, and looked sad.

"Grass, for more than nine years, I even dare to fucking do three in and three out of the police station, he is a Hongtai, a dick!" After drinking, Okawa bragged loudly.

"Oh, you have a lot of heroic deeds, talk to me in detail?" A voice sounded abruptly in the doorway.

"Bang bang?" The fat man jerked his head back, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Grass!" Okawa was stunned for a moment, got up and grabbed the bench under him.

"Whoa!"

"I'll see if you're invulnerable today."

"Resist!"

A gunshot suddenly startled countless earth dogs, and the whole village fell into a crazy roar.

"Hyperactive!"

Bangbang stood at the door expressionlessly, holding a five-shot burst in his hand that he didn't know where to go, and directly shot four shots.

"Grass!" The combat effectiveness of the old rascal is definitely not something that ordinary gangsters can think of, and his actions have completely formed a conditioned reflex.

From the first shot of the stick, the fat man went directly under the table, and the stick seemed to be as if he didn't see it, and the muzzle of the gun was always pointed at Okawa.

Da Chuan's body fell to the ground, like a spinning top, spinning on the ground, and the iron sand from the shotgun hit the old-fashioned Eight Immortals Table with holes.

"You're paralyzed, are you still hiding?" Bangbang flicked the bolt of the gun again, stepped into the hall, and walked towards the river three meters away.

"Ah......" The abrupt female voice made Bangbang's figure stagnate, and two seconds later, Cuicui, who was wearing a thin autumn coat and autumn pants, stopped in front of Bangbang with both hands, gritted her teeth, and did not speak, but her whole body was trembling, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat in winter.

"Get out of the way, I won't kill women." The stick held the muzzle of the gun and stepped forward directly.

At this time, Okawa, who was hit, covered the wounds on his body, hiding behind a flour vat in fear, holding a hoe stick in his hand, and his whole body was weakly curled up behind the vat.

"No, you, you, you...... If you don't leave, I'll call someone. Cuicui's thighs were shaking more and more, her hands in front of the stick kept shaking up and down, her teeth were fighting up and down, and she was stuttering when she spoke, but she was still standing in front of her fearlessly.

Isn't she afraid?

Did she fall in love with the ugly ghost-like Okawa?

"Get out of the way, don't force me to do it." Bangbang was still expressionless, there was still a bullet in the gun, the barking of dogs around him was getting louder and louder, and the light of a flashlight lit up in the distance.

So, he had to settle the fight right away and flee.

As an aside, if this happened in the city, in the current social climate, it would be almost impossible for someone to call the police, and you would be waiting for someone else to help you, dream.

In the countryside, even if there are only some left-behind children, women, and the elderly left in the countryside now, as long as something happens to the family, these old men will come up to help with hoes and white beards.

Some people say that when steel and iron are poured into the city, at the same time, the countryside is also closed, and the door to goodness, morality, and conscience is closed.

"Mom's ......"

Just as Bangbang was about to force his way over, a little boy, wearing cotton wool pants and a little red sweater, walked out of the bedroom, he rubbed his little eyes, looked curiously at the shotgun in Bangbang's hand, and then walked towards his mother.

"Son, go back to the house."

Okawa, who had been hiding behind the tank, actually popped out his head at this time and yelled at the child frantically.

"Go back, go back quickly, be good, listen to Dad!"

"I'm damn you!" As soon as he remembered the dead man-like appearance of Qin Jing lying on the bed, he pulled the woman away and was about to rush over.

But at this time, a surprising scene happened.

The little boy, after a few glances at the awesome shotgun, didn't even care about his mother, just shook his little body, ate his little feet, and walked towards the big river behind the tank.

He is five years old, and there are still many things he doesn't understand, but he also knows that those red things on the ground are blood, and the pigs killed in the countryside during the New Year are bloody, and the pigs will die.

The little boy staggered over, first glanced at the ugly almost unknown Okawa, tilted his head, thought for less than a second, his small body, pounced, hugged Okawa's shoulder, turned around and blinked his big elf-like eyes, looked at Bangbang, and said something that made Bangbang's heart very uncomfortable.

"I didn't let him bleed, and when he bleed, he died, and when he died, there was no one to take care of me and my mother......"

After saying a paragraph, Cuicui covered her face and cried.

The little boy is still young, he doesn't know what love is, from the title, he also resists calling Okawa his father from the heart, but even so, he also knows that the man in front of him is dead, and he and his mother will live a difficult life again.

Those colorful clothes and toys will be far away from him, those cute little friends will no longer regard him as a friend, and his mother will not tell stories to himself at home every day, but walk on the road of begging for money.

"Whirring ......"

"Resist!"

With red eyes, Bangbang raised his gun to the beam of the hall, fired a shot, and pointed at Dachuan and Feizi with his right hand: "Your life, I will keep it for a few days, thank that child, grass and mud horse!" What a sin! ”

After saying that, Bangbang held the shotgun that had no bullets, ran out of the yard, and ran directly towards the road.

……

On the fifth floor of Hongtai Entertainment, Ma Jun's office.

Bangbang was on his knees, his head drooping, and beside him, there was the shotgun with no bullets.

"You get up for me, you do it, you give me a confession, it's a fart." Ma Jun stood in front of him and stretched out his hand to forcibly pull him up.

"Brother, I killed someone." This was the first thing he said after entering the house, can you hear me and Ma Jun, and it blew up at that time.

Four shots, in his opinion, although the lights in the countryside are relatively dim, but four shots can definitely kill Dachuan, when he left, Dachuan was covered with blood, although there was no smoke, but the Tang House, full of blood, it is estimated that it will not last long.

"Brother, I don't want anything else, I just want to ask for an explanation for my woman."

"Whew......"

This strong man of more than one meter and eight meters, after saying this, actually covered his face and cried like a child.