Chapter 1 Trouble at the Doorstep Add more to the BRIC 12,000 in advance
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I'm getting a little nervous. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's really nervous, Zhang Wei's mother is lying in the burned and dilapidated yard, covered with a white cloth, and when I think of that picture, the whole person is sad.
If my father and brother were like this, then I really wouldn't be able to suppress the power of the wilderness in my heart.
I really don't guarantee that I won't let go and kill.
Strength is a double-edged sword.
There was silence for a long time. Instead of going home, I hid into the darkness nearby.
Fortunately, on the way here, I carefully discussed the makeup skills with Huang Fatzi, and learned some things, and when he left, he also stuffed some gadgets into my hands, which I just used at the moment.
This is Xiaomi'er also felt the tension in my heart, hugged my neck, babbling, didn't know what to say.
I knew she was worried and tapped her on the shoulder and said don't be nervous. I'm fine.
I was in the dark alleyway and thought for a minute.
I thought about the process and the cause and effect of the incident, and then dressed myself up a little bit to make myself a sloppy uncle. After letting Xiaomi'er read the words, he came to another street, and saw a dirty child, so he called him over.
I told him in Xichuan Mandarin that I could imitate, and asked him to knock on the door of my house, and if anyone answered, it was a middle-aged man with a little lame, so he jumped downstairs twice; And if there is no response, they turn around twice in place.
My Xichuan Mandarin is really not standard. The boy listened twice. I barely understood, and I repeated the meaning of jumping twice and turning twice to him several times, and asked him to repeat it clearly, so I was relieved.
When I was done, I gave him a hundred dollars, and then I took out another two hundred dollars, and said that when you are done with this, come back here, and give you the rest of the money.
The dirty little boy touched the brand-new red ticket, his eyes lit up, nodded vigorously, and then ran over.
He must also be a resident of this old town. The place that said to me was the most familiar.
I didn't go with him, but took a detour to a residential building opposite my house, and went up a few stairways, where there was a half-balcony where I could see the situation below.
I subconsciously looked at my house first.
The lights are black.
I just passed by the intersection where my father used to set up his stall, and I didn't see his car repair stall.
Judging from the current situation, he should have had an accident.
And these people are guarding my house, but they are squatting to guard me, thinking of this, I blame myself inexplicably.
Alas, why didn't I tell him to avoid the limelight and run to a relative's house to hide
Didn't you say that you have resumed contact with your hometown in the Northeast, although there has been no contact for many years, but it's better than having an accident now
I blamed myself for a while, and before long I saw the boy come downstairs to my house.
At that moment, my heart stopped beating.
Then I saw him turn around twice, pause, and walk towards the place we had just agreed upon. Hongtu Shiba.
Circle in place, it's not at home
My heart stabbed violently, and instead of staying, I stepped down the stairs and ran towards the alleyway over there.
This was my hometown, and I was very familiar with the terrain, so I was soon across the street, but instead of going into the alleyway, I was on the other side, undressing myself, and looking at it from afar.
The child was still waiting in place, expecting the two hundred dollars to arrive.
In fact, there was absolutely no way I could have been there.
He's just bait.
I just wanted to see if anyone was waiting for me here.
I waited for two or three minutes, and the kid waited for two or three minutes, and he finally got a little impatient, thinking that the sloppy uncle just now might be playing tricks on him, which made him subconsciously take out the hundred-dollar bill that was folded and folded in his pocket and look at it carefully.
He didn't know whether it was true or not, and was about to go out to find a store to check, but as soon as he was about to come out, four or five people rushed out from different places and blocked the entrance of the alley.
These are the ones I just noticed something was wrong.
I subconsciously hid myself in the darkness.
After about a minute, the men dispersed, some went to the other side, some came to this side of the street, and they all started to call.
I heard the news from the kid's mouth, and I was calling someone to inform him.
The little child seemed to be pressed underground, and when he came out, he was dirty, and scolded his mother as he walked.
I knew that there was something abnormal at home, and it was really aimed at me, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, my eyes were fixed on a person, and I saw that after he had called, he ran towards me, I turned around, pretending to go inside, and when he passed by me, I suddenly struck, pinched him, and then stomped on his feet, and directly threw him into a big horse.
The man fell to the ground and subconsciously screamed: "Oh, which one hit the street"
southerner
When I heard the Cantonese in the other person's mouth, there was a "buzz" in my head.
I have been in the Southern Province for several years, and I can naturally understand ordinary Cantonese, and I subconsciously thought of something, and without any hesitation, I directly pulled up this person's hair, and then smashed it viciously on the ground.
I slammed it twice, and the first time, the man's hands struggled a little.
The second time, there was no sound.
I was afraid that I was too nervous and shot too hard, and I stoned this person to death, so I hurriedly touched his nose and found that there was still breath, so I put my mind at ease, picked him up, grabbed the mobile phone on the ground, and then retreated towards a nearby residential building.
There is a residential building next to this, where my elementary school classmate He Cancan lives, her father is from the county cannery, and my father is a chess friend, so I often came to her house to play when I was a child, and I am quite familiar.
Speaking of which, He Cancan and I used to be childhood sweethearts, and it was almost fine.
It's a pity that I was admitted to university later, and she went to the city to study as a kindergarten teacher, but she made a boyfriend when she was a kindergarten teacher, and the two never contacted each other again.
Speaking of which, it's a first love
I carefully carried the man's head around to prevent him from dripping blood, and carried him all the way up to the fifth floor, where there was a wooden staircase leading to the top floor, and I easily carried the man up, sealed the lid at the top of the staircase, and threw him on the ground.
This place used to be one of the fond memories of my childhood, when my father came to play chess with his father, and she took me here, folded paper airplanes, and watched the planes spin around in mid-air.
The memory was beautiful, but what I'm going to do now isn't.
There were many ropes on the balcony that were used to dry the sheets, and I took one of them and tied the man tightly, and I tore off a piece of his clothes, and blindfolded him.
In order to prevent too much noise during the interrogation, I dragged him to the edge of the roof again.
When everything was ready, I found a broken bucket that I had just seen, and half a bucket of rainwater had been poured on his head.
Bang la blah
The man was woken up by a burst of cold water, and said, "I'll push your lungs."
"Don't Talk"
I took a fruit knife bought from a roadside stall and put it on his neck, and then said calmly: "Don't speak, don't scream, you know the rules of the rivers and lakes, I will let you live; Give me a problem, and I'll let you go back to the West today, understand."
His whole body stiffened, and after listening to me, he subconsciously nodded his head and said I understand, I understand, ouch
At this point, I stabbed the knife, and it was inexplicably painful.
And it was this pain that made him more awake.
Seeing that he was quite cooperative, I put away the fruit knife, then squatted on the ground, and said word by word: "From now on, I ask, you answer, tell the truth, because you still have a brother waiting on the other side; If there is a discrepancy between your words and his words, I will kill both of them, you know."
I said it so fiercely that he panicked and said how do I know if he was lying?
I'll say it's up to your luck.
I didn't talk to him anymore, but asked directly: "Who are you looking for here?"
The man replied, "Wang Ming." ”
"Okay, look for Wang Ming. So, who are you?"
"I, I'm from the Southern Golden Town Information Office."
"Tell me who told you to come?"
"Our boss, our boss's name is Long Zeqiao, the big boss seems to be British, why are you looking for Wang Ming, it's because a guy named Luo Ping found our boss. But what exactly they talked about, and what the inside story was, I don't know. ”
"Who is Luo Ping?"
"Luo Ping is a feng shui master of Dongguan Venus Feng Shui Consulting Company, but he usually likes to make some outside water, and it is said that he has some disagreements with the boss of Venus, I don't know if Venus is involved in this matter."
"Come here, do you find anything?"
"No, we've been here for more than a week and haven't found anything. Wang Ming's hometown is here, there is no one at all, his father and his brother are not there, and our boss has found local friends, but they can't find it. By the way, friend, you should have done what happened just now."
I slapped him hard and said viciously: "Don't pretend to be clever to me, believe it or not"
I was halfway through my sentence when I suddenly stopped, turned my head, and looked towards the lid of the staircase not far away.
And this person seemed to sense something, and was about to open his mouth and give me a hand knife, which directly stunned me.
Stunned by the guy, I cautiously walked towards the staircase.
The staircase is only the size of a manhole cover, and it is covered by a wooden cover to block the rain on weekdays, but at this moment it was pushed away, revealing a face, and when I saw me, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said Wang Ming, why are you here
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