In the dimly lit room, a middle-aged man watched the entertainment program on the TV with a gloomy face.

In the show, the host and the guests who came to participate in the show worked hard to amuse the audience in various ways, and the audience lived up to expectations, almost all of them laughed back and forth.

But Yamamoto Daimoto, who was in front of the TV, couldn't laugh at all, he felt that he had been really unlucky recently.

Ever since the day before yesterday, he had been tracking the black cat and falling into the ice hole, bad luck had been pouring in on him one after another.

First tried to frame Fujimoto's family, but was taught a lesson by the police officer in charge of handling the case.

Besides, the account of the hospital was not successful, but it was blacklisted by the hospital, and the national network found out.

In the future, whenever he has a big or small affair to go to the hospital, as long as his name is entered, his black history will appear, and the hospital that treated him will pay special attention to him.

For people like Yamamoto Daimoto, who have no morals at all and can only take advantage of loopholes, being noticed is the most annoying thing for them.

Because once they are focused, it means that they have no loopholes to exploit.

After the money in his pocket was collected by the hospital, Yamamoto had to return home.

Although the results of the examination when I was in the hospital were only some frostbite, and the rest was not a major problem, Yamamoto's own feeling was definitely much stricter than the diagnosis given by the hospital.

Even though it's been three days, he's still cold, and when he goes out, the wind blows on his head, and he can't wait to get into his clothes.

After returning home, there was no air conditioning in the rented house, so in order to keep warm, Yamamoto had to nest in the warm table and not go out.

But even so, trouble did not leave him.

With deep dark circles under his eyes and scarlet bloodshot eyes, Yamamoto Daimoto was very sleepy, but he didn't dare to sleep.

Because as soon as he closed his eyes, the cold, golden-brown cat eyes of the big black cat would appear in his mind, like the cold moon in winter, looking at him with murderous aura high above.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Yamamoto Daimoto found that he had nowhere to escape, just like the prey of a tiger, he would be found wherever he hid.

At this time, Yamamoto Daimoto felt that his body was still soaked in the cold lake water, floating and falling towards the darkness little by little.

And in that darkness, there seemed to be something with its bloody mouth open, trying to tear him to pieces as it fell.

Every time Yamamoto Daimoto was frightened awake, shivering in a cold sweat, even if his body was drilling into it, he still couldn't resist the chill that came out of his bones.

When he was in the hospital, Yamamoto had a doctor for this matter, but after some examination, the doctor concluded that he only had nightmares because he was too frightened, and he would be fine after resting.

Yamamoto admitted that he was indeed frightened by the big black cat's eyes and the vicious action of slapping the ice, but now that he has been discharged from the hospital, his condition has not improved in the slightest.

Now at night, Yamamoto felt a cat chirping under his window until dawn.

He thought that this kind of harassment would definitely cause dissatisfaction among the other tenants in the building, and when the time came, someone would naturally come and solve the complaint.

But what he didn't expect was that two days later, the cat was still barking, and the other residents didn't react at all.

It seemed that the terrible creepy cry was only audible to him.

Such an abnormal thing made Yamamoto Daimoto, who had always been not afraid of heaven and earth, become suspicious, and he originally stayed at home and couldn't go out to restore his vitality.

But three days later, his current appearance has begun to be no one or a ghost.

Yamamoto looked at the empty box of instant noodles, which originally contained some of his last grains.

Now that everything has been eaten by him, he has to go out, thinking about the evil things he has encountered in the past few days, Yamamoto Dayuan's heart can't help but feel empty.

He wandered around the rental house like a trapped beast for a while, and then he suddenly began to look sluggish, and began to breathe frequently.

This look seemed to make Yamamoto think of something, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the date.

After seeing the time clearly, Yamamoto Dayuan clenched his fists hard, he didn't expect the days to pass so quickly, and it was difficult not to go out now.

Yamamoto Daimoto, who wrapped himself tightly from beginning to end, and only showed a pair of eyes, walked out of the house.

As soon as he went out, he felt soft under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, and when he looked down, he found several piles of dog shit piled up at the gate of his house.

No wonder I always smell a stench in my house these days, and I originally thought something was broken, but it turned out that the root cause was these shit.

Yamamoto Daimoto, who was choked by disgust, was annoyed, but he only had this pair of cotton shoes that could survive the winter, and there was nowhere to change them if he wanted to.

So he had to hold back his nausea and rubbed the soles of his shoes the ground.

Looking at the pile of dog shit at the door, Yamamoto Daimoto angrily walked to the door of the old landlord not far away, kicked the door with his foot, and shouted: "The dead old man comes out and cleans up all the mess at my gate." ”

The landlord's door was closed tightly, and no matter how Yamamoto shouted, there was no sound in the room.

Yamamoto thought that there was no one in the house, so he spat on the door panel of the landlord and wanted to leave angrily.

But as soon as he remembered his recent bad luck, he didn't know why he suddenly had a bad premonition.

After thinking about it, Yamamoto finally returned to the house, and when he came out, the pockets of his pants became bulging, and it was obvious that there was something inside.

The landlord, who was hiding in the house and did not dare to make a sound, quietly poked his head out of the window and was relieved to find that the evil star had gone away.

The landlord's current mood is no longer something that can be described by the word regret, how much did he have to pump his brain to rent the house to this kind of person?

If you think about it, you can't blame yourself, it's that guy who is too good at pretending, and he was carelessly deceived.

As for the poop at the gate of Yamamoto's house, the landlord had already discovered it, and the reason why he didn't deal with it was because he hated that guy too much, and wished he was unlucky.

I believe that most of the other residents in the apartment have the same idea as him, and in order to be able to make the guy feel uncomfortable, the big guy has the ambition to endure the uncomfortable smell together.

can make the Japanese who have always loved cleanliness and neatness endure the meaning and dirty, and it can be seen that Yamamoto Daigen wants to attract people to see what Cheng dù.

Taking advantage of the night, Yamamoto Daigen walked on the street, unlike in the past when he went out to find monitoring, this time Yamamoto specifically looked for a remote area without monitoring and sparse interpersonal relationships.

As he walked, he paid attention to the people and voices around him, and it seemed that there was a little wind and grass, and he was about to slip away quickly.

But he was just careful, and he didn't notice that there were already several pairs of eyes in the sky, which had already been staring at him when he went out.

Even if he was sure that no one was following and paying attention to him, the timid Yamamoto Daimoto still wandered outside for more than an hour before he came to his destination this time.

It was a very inconspicuous old three-storey building, and it was so inconspicuous in the surrounding cluster of high-rise modern buildings.

Yamamoto wandered outside the small building for a while, and after making sure that he was safe, he cautiously walked into the small building.

As soon as he entered, he was stopped, and in the face of the unkind eyes of the passers-by, Yamamoto took off his mask and said, "What is the fierce, I can see clearly that it is me." ”

The roadblocker who was covered with tattoos all over his body, and even showed a lot of obstacles on his neck, bared his teeth when he saw this, and said: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Yamamoto, you guy, why do you wrap like an Arab woman every time, next time you pack less, you have to let Uncle I come out to see your face." ”

Yamamoto nodded in response to this, and then ran upstairs quickly.

Not long after, there was a pleading sound from above the small old building.

Half an hour later, Yamamoto Daimoto, who had wrapped himself tightly again, walked out of the small building in a hurry.

After coming out, Yamamoto did not go home, he found a small park that rarely people come at night, took out the things in his arms at a leeward gazebo, lit them with a lighter, and began to swallow the clouds and spit fog.

Soon, the stuff in the tobacco made Yamamoto Daimoto's spirit begin to be excited, and the fear of the troubles caused by insomnia for many days was almost swept away.

With the spirit of excitement, Yamamoto was finally able to think about something.

He squatted on the ground and looked at the shoes that had stepped on shit, and when he saw that his body was scratched by the cat with paw prints and down coats flying everywhere, he cursed irritably: "Mom/Lao Tzu would be so miserable, if you let others know, they will definitely laugh to death." If I knew that I wouldn't have done that thing with a hot brain, I wouldn't have been like a mouse and didn't dare to show my head like today. ”

As he spoke, Yamamoto lowered his head again and took a deep puff on the cigarette in his hand.

The cigarette wasn't too long, and after a few deep breaths, there was soon a tail left.

Seeing this, Yamamoto scolded and threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stepped on it, and kicked it hard into the pile of dead grass in the small park.

Then he took out a cigarette case from his bosom, and saw that there were only three left, and then said dissatisfiedly: "These guys are getting more and more excessive, how much money they have made on me since I came here, and now I am short of money, and they are only willing to give me four cigarettes on credit." Hmph, count these guys lucky, catch up with Lao Tzu and can't cause big trouble now, otherwise hum. Speaking of which, I've been out for so long, the limelight should have passed, why don't you find a chance to ask how it's going over there? ”

While talking to himself, Yamamoto Daimoto took another one out of the cigarette case, and after lighting the fire and taking a deep breath, an expression that seemed to be real appeared on his face.

In the dead grass not far away, the cat gang who got the news that Yamamoto Daimoto had gone out was ambushed there.

Xu Jie, who was still allowed to come over to watch from a distance, looked at Yamamoto Daimoto's movements and expressions, and after thinking for a while, he leaned on the side of Mo's ear and whispered: "Mo, that guy seems to be taking drugs." ”

Although Xu Jie's voice was very small, several other cats beside him still heard it.

has been living in human society for a period of time, and after Xu Jie's popular science, cats know what poison is.

Although they do not understand why humans would invent such a thing to harm themselves, it does not prevent them from knowing that the use of drugs can cause human beings to become hyperactive and slow to react.

The opponent was very stupid to reduce his combat power, which made the cats very excited, and Ngawang said eagerly: "Mo, the opportunity is rare, let's take advantage of this time to do it." ”

Mo Wenyan, who had been actively taking action on revenge, did not directly agree, and it shook its beard and sniffed vigorously in the direction of Yamamoto Daimoto.

It didn't take long for Mur to suddenly stand up and whip the cats next to him with his tail, meowing for them to get out of here immediately.

Although the cats are a little confused, they already like to obey Mo's orders.

So the group of cats left the small park without making any noise.

After returning to the third floor of Fujimoto's house to gather, Awang's representatives were also confused and asked Mo, "Amo, what a great opportunity just now, why did you let everyone leave?" ”

Mo Wenyan said to them very strictly, "Because I smelled gunpowder and gun oil on that guy's body. ”