A few minutes later, the system investigated Yang Mingwan's address.

"Host, the subject currently resides at No. 26, Building 5, Fude Road, Fengcheng Street, Zhongxing District, Kurama City, Fude Province."

How else can you say that the system is capable? In just a few minutes, Yang Mingwan's address was investigated clearly, and the specific house number was also accurate, which saved Zhou Xing a lot of time, so that Zhou Xing could go over at any time.

The address was very detailed, but Zhou Xing asked, "Are you sure this is this place?" I want my physical address, not the address on my ID. ”

"After the analysis of this system, this is the actual residential address of the target."

With the words of the system, Zhou Xing was immediately relieved.

After washing, Zhou Xing went back to his room to rest, planning to take someone to kill him directly tomorrow morning, Yang Mingwan was targeted by Zhou Xing, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

Late at night.

Kurama City, Fude Province.

In an old neighborhood, every household has turned off the lights and gone to sleep, but there is still a room with the lights on.

In this room, a gray-haired man sat in a wheelchair in the living room, his eyes fell on the antique black-and-white TV set opposite, the black and white dots of the TV were dense, the image was blurry, and the sound was mixed with a lot of noise, as if the sound of frosting, except for the sound of the TV, nothing else could be heard, in general, the room was quite quiet.

The man looked at the TV intently, and although he couldn't see it clearly, he could barely guess what was playing on the TV with the faint sound.

He wears a vest and a shabby old-fashioned cloth coat. Wearing a pair of glasses, like reading glasses, trousers no more than the knee, the lower half is cut off, the upper half is patched everywhere, the color has faded, it should be very old, maybe its age is a little exaggerated. There was a hole in the shoe that exposed the back of the toe, but the rest was well covered.

Until late. The show ended on TV. The man silently turned off the TV, drank half a glass of water, tightened his coat, and a wisp of cold wind penetrated into the room through the window. Bring a breath of coolness. He seemed to be sobering up a bit. After briefly cleaning up the leftovers on the table and covering them with mosquito shields, it was only then that he laboriously turned the wheelchair. Slowly towards the bedroom.

"Ahem......" seemed to have a cold, he coughed twice, took out a packet of cold powder in the box, and drank it with cold water.

When I got to the bedroom, I turned on the light, and then I could vaguely see his appearance.

The face of the Chinese character, the head of the board inch, the beard is unshaven, the skin on the face is pitted, the wrinkles are dense, he looks sixty years old, his expression is vicissitudes, as if he has experienced some hardship, without saying a word, just looking at it like this, it makes people feel very bitter.

In the huge room, he is the only one, for more than ten years, he comes alone, and he will go alone, only lonely all day long.

In the dead of night, he turned off the light, moved the chou with difficulty, covered the quilt, leaned sideways, and closed his eyes.

Time passed quietly, and I don't know how long it took, and the moon climbed up the branches, like frost, and became more and more cold.

Suddenly.

The sleeping man waved his hand, his eyes were round, his eyes were staring ahead, he was breathing heavily, and small drops of sweat appeared on his head, his eyes were very scary, as if he was going to eat people, probably a nightmare, wake up from the nightmare.

His lips squirmed a few times, and he moved closer to the past, faintly audible voices.

"Football."

Taking a cloth from under his pillow and drying the sweat from his head, the man turned his body to the other side and fell back asleep.

Before I knew it, the pillowcase was wet, half sweat, half tears. But the man got used to it, didn't care, and continued to sleep.

His name is Yang Mingwan, only 40 years old, he used to be a high-profile football coach, and now he is a shoemaker who makes a living by repairing shoes, and occasionally works part-time to repair pants and zippers.

Woke up again, the sky was already bright, Yang Mingwan transported the antique machine and fine thread, leather and other materials to the gate of the community one by one, back and forth a few times, only to finish with difficulty, and then spread out the things, erected a plaque next to it, printed with several rows of boys: repair locks, buckles, repair shoes, after doing this qiē, he turned his eyes to the passers-by, and did not observe who he was fixed, there was no goal, no matter what he saw, it was a blank expression.

"Ouch, my big star coach, why did you come out so early to set up a stall today?" The doorman came out to breathe, and happened to see Yang Mingwan, "You pushed a wheelchair in and out, I didn't see anyone in the duty room, which startled me, thinking about whether it was a dog or something, but I didn't expect it to be you!" ”

Yang Ming Wan Muran turned his head to look at him, his face was expressionless, and he didn't speak, he looked at it for a while, and then withdrew his gaze.

For more than ten years, he has been accustomed to pointing fingers at the people around him, except for the initial resistance, and then he took it all, no matter how ugly the words, he held back and endured it for more than ten years, but he didn't feel anything, and those words could no longer set off ripples in his heart.

The situation has been much better in recent years, Yang Mingwan guessed that maybe everyone didn't think it was interesting after talking about it for a long time, so they simply stopped paying attention to him, which also made his life better.

After smoking a cigarette, the doorman reminded as he walked to the duty room: "By the way, remember to come and hand over the money later, remember, not a penny is missing, otherwise don't set up a stall next to this in the future." "Although there is not much money, but the doorman is still very careful, the so-called accumulation of a lot, after a long time, there is a lot of money, after all, this is equivalent to additional income, can be described in two words: extra money.

He doesn't care if Yang Mingwan is really lame or fake, the money must be collected, he doesn't have so much energy to pity others, he pities others, so who will pity him?

Yang Mingwan nodded, and agreed.

Today the weather is clear, the wind is beautiful, and the sun shines through the leaves, forming strange spots of light or dark shadows on the ground.

Unconsciously, Yang Mingwan has done four businesses, all of them are young people, one of them repairs shoes, one repairs buttons, and two changes zippers, relatively speaking, these four young people are more down-to-earth and sensible, and generally rarely go to high-end entertainment venues such as KTV to consume, and the colorful world is not suitable for them. They are more concerned about how much money they can save each month, how much they want to send home, how much they want to spend this month, where they spend it, and everything is carefully calculated.

"Thank you, uncle, give it, just buy the remaining 5 yuan in your pocket." A girl who was not very pretty, but very practical, smiled and handed over the money.

Regarding this 'old man', Yang Mingwan did not refute or explain, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Collect your money. Hand the shoes back to the person. Yang Mingwan swept some leftovers aside with a small broom and continued to wait for business.

He rarely speaks, and it is easy for unfamiliar people to mistake him for mute, but he doesn't mind. Whatever outsiders think.

Back and forth, I occasionally met a few acquaintances. But for Yang Mingwan. None of those who were old were polite to him, and they greeted him with a better expressionless face. A bad squint, hurried by, or cast a disdainful look, or even worse, walked over and sneered, until the mood was comfortable and the vent was almost done, and then left satisfied.

……

On a street not far from the neighborhood.

A group of young men gathered around, talking in low voices, nodding frequently.

Most of these people are dressed more avant-garde, or fashionable, some have bald heads, some have shoulder-length hair, dyed hair, pierced ears, wear studs, think they are cool and foreign, handsome and scumbag, absolute fat pig flow, 100% return rate!? But...... In the eyes of mature people, it is a group of neurotics with abnormal brains, after all, people with normal brains will not dress up so abnormally, based on this point of view, the public's impression of this kind of people is probably like this.

After talking for a while, one of them said: "Let's form a Trick Wolf Gang today, the street next to it just now is the protection fee that I and the barbarians went to collect, this street is your turn, Cai Man, Sheng Girl, you two hurry up, after these streets are completed, we can't divide the money, we need to recruit troops first, compared with the Jichong Club of Tongnan Street, our scale is too small, if they suddenly call, then we will be in trouble." Liangzi, your kid's mouth is the most unreliable, I have to remind you, don't talk about our affairs, let's secretly develop for a period of time, and when we have the strength to be called by the extreme sublime meeting, what do you like. ”

"Don't worry, Brother Dong, such a big thing, I won't go around talking nonsense unless I'm stupid." The young man with dyed yellow hair wearing studs said locally: "You still care about Cai Man and Shengnu, they both have a thick foundation and are lawless in their actions, but I am worried that they are more likely to cause trouble." ”

Dong Ge glanced at Cai Nan and Katsu Nu, but scolded Ryoko: "What are you talking about! They are all brothers and sisters of the Wolves, how can you doubt them? Both the man and the woman are capable people, and I believe they will be able to do things well! ”

This is clearly said to Ryoko, but secretly it is said to Cai Men and Katsu Girls.

Ryoko pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "The boss is too eccentric." "Climb and draw circles, there's nothing else to do here.

"It's a little thing that doesn't bother us." Cai Nan brushed away his long curly hair and said confidently: "Brother Dong, you are waiting here, I and Shengnu will go over now, and promise to do things beautifully, just like Brother Dong just said, everyone is a part of the Wolf Gang, and Shengnu and I will not just look at it." Brother Dong, let's go first, you wait a while. ”

Brother Dong waved his hand: "Go ahead, be careful." ”

Cai Nan and Katsu Nu nodded in unison: "Yes." ”

After the two left, Brother Dong glanced at everyone and said with a calm face: "I don't want to hear anyone say bad things about Cai Men and Victory Women in the future!" You remember it clearly! Even if you say that they are not behind your back, you can't do it! Seeing that everyone's expressions were not very convincing, Brother Dong reminded: "Don't forget, what are their identities!" If you do provoke them, I don't think the two of them will take into account the affection of the same brothers and sisters of the Wolves, and maybe you will be locked up at the police station the next day. ”

The crowd was silent.

Cai Nan and Shengnu left over there and walked straight to Fude Road, the most conspicuous thing in their sight was an 'old man' with a shoe repair stall, the two looked at each other and smiled, Cai Nan smiled: "Zhong, just take this old man to the knife!" Walk! (To be continued......)

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