Chapter 20: The Perished Soul

Walking out of the police station, Robert lowered his head, staggered, and walked towards the end of the street with one foot high and one foot low, ignoring Zhou Shaoming, who was like a fart.

"Hey, where are you going? Didn't you promise to star in my movie? Where are you going now? Zhou Shaoming saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled Robert's arm and said.

"Don't talk guys, I don't want to film! Thank you for what you just did, but I have more important things to do! Robert, who was addicted to drugs, had no time to deal with this nerves on the street, and suddenly wanted to invite himself to act, and impatiently threw Zhou Shaoming's hand aside.

"How can you do this, I just spent $20,000 to bail you out! You can't do this to me! Zhou Shaoming was a little annoyed, and chased after him and scolded.

"Okay, don't argue, wait for me, wait until I solve the matter!" Robert didn't get tired of it, now he had red eyes, he didn't want to argue with Zhou Shaoming at all, and his hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily: "I want to hurry, hurry up!" ”

Zhou Shaoming was very angry, but he didn't know what to do, Robert's personal data didn't pop up in front of him at all, he was just like a beggar walking around the street.

Maybe he's not an acting guy at all, he's just a bomb stuffed by the system! Zhou Shaoming thought angrily.

Zhou Shaoming, who had no choice, could only follow him through the streets and alleys, for fear that his $20,000 would become a duck with wings and fly into the sky and disappear.

In the dark corner, the wall is full of messy graffiti, naked women, guns, death, countless black and bright red on the wall to form a pattern, although the painting is good, but the meaning is vulgar and decadent.

Sewage alleys, garbage of all kinds, and a few black men sit on rusty iron stairs, smoking cigarettes and laughing loudly.

Robert stepped on the sewage, jumped up and down, and said with tears and snot, "Tom, is there any goods?" Hurry up, I can't take it anymore. ”

The middle-aged black man named Tom had a baseball cap on his head and a thick gold necklace around his neck, grinning at Robert, and the light of the gold teeth flickered in the dim: "Hey, man, you're letting go?" Good luck! Who is he? ”

Tom pointed to Zhou Shaoming, who was following Robert without saying a word, and asked vigilantly.

"A friend, don't say so much, quick, I need the goods! I've got money, I've got money......" Robert rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a handful of crumpled bills.

"Recently, the police have been very strong, my old man, my goods are not easy to come by, you know!" Tom stood up, jumped down the stairs, patted Robert on the shoulder, and said.

"What? Want to go up? I don't have that much money! Didn't you say that it was the same number before? How do you say that it goes up? Robert blushed and said angrily.

"You have to add $50! Otherwise, it's out of stock! I'm so sorry! Tom bared his gold teeth and smiled like a cat and mouse.

Robert was already tormented by drug addiction and couldn't extricate himself, he ran to Zhou Shaoming's side and said in a low voice: "Hey, I'm really sorry, can you, can you lend me another $50?" Please! ”

Zhou Shaoming was angry and funny, looked at Tom not far away, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said, "You still ask me for money?" I just spent $20,000 for you! Stop dreaming! ”

With a plop, Robert didn't care about the sewage flowing on the ground, knelt on the ground like a leper dog, as if someone had taken his back away, and took Zhou Shaoming's hand and begged: "Please, help me again!" Just for the last time! Damn, I beg you! ”

Drug addiction has turned a normal person into a madman, a madman who no longer has dignity and personality!

Zhou Shaoming looked at Robert who was breathing in disbelief, and wanted to shake off his hand, but was grabbed by Robert, and his cloudy eyes revealed a sad brilliance.

Although he was tormented by drug addiction, Robert also knew that it was extremely undignified for him to kneel for $50 and beg someone he had just met, which is why he was so sad.

A chill rose in Zhou Shaoming's heart, how could a person like this, a guy who was poisoned by heroin to the point of being hopeless, become the protagonist of his own movie? What if he was addicted to drugs during the shooting? He ran out to buy drugs for him to smoke, so that he could come back from death and make movies refreshed? It's a joke!

Big joke!

Holding back the little bit of sympathy that flooded in his heart, Zhou Shaoming said in a sad tone: "Robert, no, you can't go on like this!" You're going to be killed by drugs! You can't suck anymore! ”

"No, give me $50! That's $50! I can do anything for you! I can go make a movie for you! Robert howled in pain, the great torture like countless ants burrowing into the bones, rampage and devouring everything, the heart-rending addiction that made his face twisted, and he struggled to even kneel, and fell into the sewage, convulsing like a dead fish about to die.

"You're hopeless, really hopeless, I don't know why God let me choose you, maybe it's the biggest failure of my life." Zhou Shaoming stared at the painful and distorted face with extreme disappointment, and said slowly.

And Tom Goldtooth didn't look at Robert who fell to the ground, still biting the cigarette and laughing loudly with the black girl on the side, he had seen too much of this kind of thing.

"Maybe you need to be in pain, and let this boundless pain tell you that you can't go on like this, I'm sorry." Zhou Shaoming stood silently for a while, turned around and wanted to leave.

The leather shoes stepped on the muddy sewage and made an unpleasant sticky sound, and Robert, who was lying on the ground, suddenly howled loudly: "Get out! Get out of here! Hypocritical guy, you don't have to pity me!! ”

Turning his head, Zhou Shaoming stared angrily at Robert, who was struggling to get up, struggling to sit on the ground, his body half leaning against the wall, his mouth wide open, his chest rising and falling sharply and breathing painfully.

"This doesn't know what to do!" Zhou Shaoming was really a little angry.

"Hahaha, how can anyone pity me, pity me as an addict, pity me as a guy who forced his wife away because of drug addiction!" Robert's head rested against the cold wall, perhaps surviving the first seizure, looking up at the bright moon in the dark sky with a sluggish voice, and muttered: "I used to be high-spirited, the focus of everyone's attention, I used to think that nothing could stop me, I was intoxicated with the pleasure of drugs, it was endless happiness." How about now? Oh, damn drugs, it ruined me, ruined my life, ruined everything! Everyone looked at me with mocking eyes. Hahaha, that's the once invincible Robert! Now look at him, look at him! He's like a dog! A dog that can kneel down and wag its tail for $50 and beg for mercy! Hahaha, a dog...... A ...... Dog ......"

Robert slowly shrunk his legs, his bony hands clasped tightly around his bent knees, and lowered his head to cry bitterly.