When he woke up, he was sweating, Zimo fumbled and grabbed his mobile phone from under the pillow, looked at the time, it was already more than four o'clock, and he slept for more than ten hours. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The house was very stuffy, the air conditioner had broken down early, and the old electric fan was not powerful, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and sat on the rattan chair after coming out and looked at the mobile phone, and found that his forehead began to sweat again, so he planned to go to Huangzhou Shopping City to play.

He took off his clothes and pants and was about to go back to the house, but he heard several old women playing cards under the big locust tree downstairs talking, and vaguely mentioned his name.

"The son of the old Wang family is back? It's called Zimo, right? ”

"Yes, I've been back for a few days, I bumped into the face yesterday, I didn't even know how to say hello, and I didn't know how to say hello."

"When I entered the juvenile detention center in my teens, what good upbringing can I have, and I can't blame Lao Wang for this, it's not easy for her to be a woman."

"I didn't say that Lao Wang was not, it's just that he is back, and all these years of peace are coming to an end."

"What do you mean by that? I think that kid is quite gentle. ”

"You moved in late, who doesn't know who the old man in the courtyard is who he is, he fights and makes trouble all day long, didn't he just beat people to serious injuries before he went in?"

"By the way, your grandson has to take care of it, don't let him be with Zimo, don't take it with him."

"Thank you for reminding me, my family has been on guard for a long time, in order to lock the child in the house, I bought him a game console that Ekspock died, and I don't know how long it can be turned off."

"Alas, poor Lao Wang, with such a drag oil bottle, not to mention the broken heart, you have to work hard to earn money to support."

"He doesn't have a job, and he looks like he's in his twenties."

Slammed the door of the balcony, Zimo had a fire burning in his heart, kicked the bed hard, grabbed his mobile phone and wallet, went out in a huff, rode a motorcycle, banged the accelerator a few times, black smoke rose, and his mood improved slightly.

A gust of wind galloped out of the compound, shuttled left and right in the traffic for a while, and stopped in front of a car wash, Zimo greeted the young man who ran over with a smile, called him Xiaoliang, and said that he did a good job, and he looked good. Xiao Liang was his good brother before entering the juvenile detention center, and the two spoke on the phone a few days ago, and they were naturally very happy to see him.

After greeting for a while, Zimo asked him if he had any money on him, Xiao Liang said yes, took out the money wallet, and gave him all the more than 300 in it. Zimo was not polite, and after accepting it, he said that he would return it to you after two days, Xiao Liang didn't care, waved his hand and said don't worry. Then he said with some hesitation that he had mentioned Zimo to the boss, and the boss agreed to let Zimo come over directly to do it, and the salary was the same as his.

Zimo was grateful, but he really didn't want to live this kind of life, so he thanked him for his kindness, and said heroically that when he made a lot of money, he would take him out of this place, and the two would make a fortune together, pick up girls, and live a comfortable life.

Leaving the car wash, Zimo went to the gas station to make up some forage for the motorcycle, and then flew to the shopping city at a gallop, parked the car by the newsstand, and took the elevator straight to the third floor.

As soon as the door opened was Wanda Cinema, the American film "Red Dragon" was being screened, he looked around for a while, staring at a few beauties with long legs and short skirts, feasting his eyes, until the other party pointed at him, he giggled, and walked around with satisfaction, entering a video game city hidden in a remote corner.

Said to be a video game city, in fact, there is no serious license, someone reported that the police came to close down, no one checked the door, the main business is not a regular video game, mainly gambling machines, inside the black miasma all day long.

The clown machine is full of people, four beauties and five strong men, full of smoke; The fishing machine was empty, and there were two middle-aged people playing, who should have known each other, and chatted a few words from time to time; The Forest Dance Party was crowded with people, and there were empty seats, so he wasn't very interested......

Zimo walked around, went to the counter and charged three hundred, and sat down at the fishing machine to start playing, but unfortunately he was unlucky, and he was gone in less than half an hour and three thousand points. He was unwilling, he took out his wallet, it was empty, but there was a credit card, in fact, this wallet was not his, it was Wen Hong who fell to his house a few days ago, and the money in it had already been spent.

Swipe the card at the counter, charge five hundred, the little girl at the counter asked for the password, Zimo touched his chin, said his birthday, didn't think about it, and immediately grinned, thinking that there was no need to worry about running out of money to spend.

Go back and continue to play, this time the luck seems to be back, and soon hit back more than 2,000 points, seeing that it was about to start winning, the phone suddenly rang, and when I took it out, I saw that it was Wen Hong calling, Zimo didn't want to answer, and his fingers pressed on the screen for a hesitation, and finally swiped to the right to connect.

Wen Hong chatted with Zimo for a few words, and asked him if he had swiped the card, he said that he was using the money tightly, and swiped five hundred, Wen Hong hummed, and asked him if he had anything to do at night, and went to see his mother. Zimo was unhappy, and said that you just watched it a few days ago, what is there to see about an old woman, just find a place to be happy at night. Wen Hong was speechless, silent for a while, and asked him if he wanted to go to the house for dinner; Zimo said in a muffled voice that she didn't want to see her roommates, and she would leave it out to eat at night.

Wen Hong is Zimo's ex-girlfriend, before entering the juvenile detention center, Xiao Liang said that she was okay, running in several KTVs, and she could earn three or four hundred yuan a day if her business was good, and there were hundreds of yuan if she was not good. It's just that his body is not very clean, this is not what Xiao Liang said, it is what Zimo said in his heart. He knew Wen Hong's intentions, took him out of prison, went to his house again, and knew his mother very well, this is the rhythm of being a wife. Zimo didn't like it, not because she was dirty or anything, but because Zimo felt that one day she would soar, and it didn't look good to take such a wife out.

After hanging up the phone, Zimo began to lose points, no matter how the fish hit, he couldn't kill a silver shark and a gold shark if he went down to two thousand points, not to mention the golden toad. Soon, the five hundred that had just rushed were gone, Zimo scolded his mother, and was about to fight again, when a fat man sat down next to him and threw a cigarette.

Zimo picked it up and took a look, the best supreme, more than two hundred packs, smiled and took a puff, spit out a smoke ring, and asked the fat man if he also liked to play this. The fat man turned the beads in his hand and replied lukewarmly that he would not play with this, he liked to play with more exciting ones.

Zimo understood that the other party must have something to say, and it was difficult for many people here to speak, so he got up and followed him to the corner aisle.

The fat man took out a big envelope from his bag and stuffed it into his hand, and said straight to the point: "Gossip introduced me, saying that you are righteous and reluctant, and the main thing is to be ruthless." ”

When the envelope arrived, Zimo estimated that there should be 30,000 yuan, and he was short of money, so he unceremoniously stuffed it into the belt around his waist, exhaled white smoke and whispered that the eldest brother would talk about things first, and the matter would be troublesome and have to add money. The fat man smiled and took out a piece of A4 paper folded in half, Zimo took it and opened it, it was a portrait of a young man, the painting was very delicate and professional.

The fat man said that this guy is in the eighth middle school, I don't know what the specific name is, you follow the map, find someone, abolish his pair of tricks, take a photo, and give you 50,000 yuan afterwards.

Zimo asked him if the portrait was accurate, and he couldn't find anyone or find the wrong person. The fat man said don't worry, I have a grudge against him, and I think it's exactly the same.

Zimo hesitated a little, and told him that the waste trick ruined people's lives, 80,000 is too little, and add 20,000. The fat man didn't even think about nodding and saying okay, and said that if he didn't have something to do, he would spend 300,000 yuan to kill him.

The two talked to each other for a while, and exchanged mobile phone numbers, Zimo was not in the mood to play anymore, and went out to ride a motorcycle to find Wen Hong, although he had 50,000 yuan stuffed in his waist at this time, but his mood was heavier than when he went out.