55. Gail's Story

The figure also seemed to be stunned, its body trembled, and a low 'woo' sound came out of its mouth, nodding desperately and shaking its head desperately.

Mo Lei simply clamped his arm hard, and the person in his hand slipped to the ground softly. Mo Lei laid him flat on the ground, leaned close to his face and carefully identified it, only to realize that the fishy smell he had just smelled was no wonder a little familiar.

It turned out to be Gail, the mysterious stinky beggar.

Reaching out and grabbing Gail's collar, there was no way, it was too stinky, Mo Lei could only drag him forward on the rugged ground, he needed to find a slightly hidden place to wake up Gail, why did he appear here?

The dragging sound was not loud, but it still made the sentries behind the boulder on the cliff stand up and look this way, their best weapons were the AK47 in their hands and two Negev light machine guns that they had spent a lot of money to get back, the machine guns had been tried once since they were bought, and the power was so powerful that they were frightening to death, and there was nothing to hide from the targets within 1000 meters.

However, the sentry didn't feel much of the noise of mopping in the middle of the night, and the occasional gray wolf in the vicinity was silent when attacking, and it was probably here again tonight.

Looking at the dark acacia forest below, the river on the other side flowed silently, and the sentry turned to sit down and take a nap.

Mo Lei dragged Gail's body forward for dozens of meters, the person was in a coma or much heavier than normal in a deep sleep, he dragged a little hard and carefully, found a concave slope, helped Gale up, and then stretched out his left thumb to press the triangle area of Gail's head, and his right hand quickly pressed Gail's mouth.

Gail screamed in pain, opened his eyes, and struggled to get up, Mo Lei whispered in his ear, "Don't panic, Gail, it's me." ”

Gail nodded.

Mo Lei let go of his hand, Gail sat up slowly, lowered his voice and cursed angrily, "Damn, I know it's you, you knocked me out without giving me a chance to speak, ...... you"

"Shh......h

Mo Lei raised his hand to stop his chatter, "Let's talk about it in another place." ”

Gail looked left and right, discerning the direction. It was probably the blow that made him still a little dizzy, and it took him half a minute to find his bearings. Gail stopped talking, just shook his slightly dizzy head, stood up and motioned for Mo Lei to follow him.

They walked towards the bottom of the cliff where the sentry was, and Gail, who led the way, seemed to be familiar with it, and in a few minutes, they led Mo Lei to a small cave on the mountainside, where several large rocks and low bushes covered the mouth of the cave halfway.

"Alright." Gail found a random place to sit in the dark cave, he must have known that a certain position would be more comfortable, turned around and whispered to Mo Lei, who was reluctant to come in on the outside of the cave, "Hey, Mr. Killer, if I want to die with you, just shout a few times on the road, come in." ”

Mo Lei still sat outside by the rock and didn't move, his fingers on the trigger frame of the pistol, "Your nest?" How do you know if there will be a dark post around here? ”

"Of course I do."

Gail was silent for a moment, then spoke again, "I'm one of the people here, too. There's a dark sentry here, but not in this direction, and you'll see that the terrain is coming and going tomorrow during the day, but you'll have to get out of here before dawn. ”

"Oh?"

"When I went to the Chinese community at night, it was actually because the police were very active during the day, and we couldn't contact our good friends in the bureau, and the people here were a little nervous. Only I guessed that it was because of the problems of the Chinese community, but I was always worried that some people would take the opportunity to come and blackmail, so I went down and walked around, but I didn't expect to see you crawling out of that window. Gail didn't wait for Mo Lei to ask, and first explained the reason for his appearance in the Chinese community.

Mo Lei remained silent, knowing that this deep silence would put pressure on Gail. Gail must have thought he would be doomed by that kind of siege today, but he did not expect that he would escape unharmed again and 'find' his territory. Next, Gale will definitely tell him something that he hasn't said before, but he has reason to believe one thing - this guy has no ill will towards himself, and it can be said that he dare not have malicious intentions, especially when he finds out that he is still alive, which is impossible for most people.

Gail's voice was inaudible, like a lullaby, and Mo Lei picked up his energy to stare at everything in the night, and he put the pocket Beletta pistol in his trouser leg back for easy access.

When you are in the dark, you know that danger is everywhere.

Mr. Gale said he was no stranger to growing marijuana, growing up in the deserts of Mexico, and his uncle would often go to wealthy areas to sell his 'garden pieces', and every weekend evening when he went to sell his wares, Gale was his assistant.

At the age of ten, Gale knew how to read and write the word Sijing cannabinol, which is one of the more active components of marijuana, which can make the addict energetic, and he spent countless hours researching and cultivating marijuana at that age, knowing how to use various props and waste as props for research and development, of course, he failed countless times, but finally gave him a successful research.

Growing marijuana requires not only daylight but also nighttime lights, which creates a security problem, and they have to block all the windows to avoid suspicion from people on the street, as drug law enforcement officers often patrol the streets. However, after a long period of electricity use, his uncle's family usually consumes far more electricity than other people's homes, and the police can also find abnormal homes from the power company for spot checks.

At the age of twelve, Gale was able to distinguish marijuana varieties by the THC content of marijuana, but during the days when he followed his uncle to sell and grow marijuana, he never smoked marijuana, and neither did his uncle, who often reminded him that if you were selling roast chicken, would you eat roast chicken at every meal? If you sell your own biscuits, you can't sit and eat biscuits every day, it's just a business, a means of supporting your family.

Until one day, which was Gail's 26th birthday, he remembered it very clearly.

It was a cool day, and the wind blew across the streets from the mountains in the distance. The spring from the bolt of their house was a little rusty, so the wind caused the fence door to sway from side to side and creak. The uncle came to his house with his friends, his 16-year-old sister and Gail's wife were teasing his 9-month-old child, the first child of the Gale family, and the whole family was like a baby, and the rich aroma of the barbecue chicken steak and omelet rice that his mother made in the kitchen filled the room.

The uncle stood on the porch, shouting Gael's mother's name through the screen, the nine-month-old child was laughing and dancing, the little girl got up and walked to open the door, Gael's wife laughed and put the child in the bassinet, and the mother washed her hands and prepared to get the food out of the kitchen.

Gail was like a bystander.

He saw his uncle's companion suddenly lunge forward to the ground, saw the muzzle flame of the gun light up from a pickup truck in the doorway, and saw his uncle's swift monkey flash into the room and throw his sister to the ground......

He saw a small red dot on his mother's chest, and she stood there with her mouth wide open, her eyes surprised. The tray in his hand fell to the ground, and the dishes in the tray were scattered on the ground, and the blue and green trays were scattered around in small pieces......

He saw his uncle take out a pistol from his wide trousers and ......shoot back, but even if the peasant who had played with the gun was still a peasant, he didn't know where his bullet went; He saw that his wife's head was blooming with blood, like the petals of a blood-colored mansa bead......

"Run...... run"! Gale was awakened from his stuporous state by his uncle's hoarse shouts, and he stood in the corner of the refrigerator in the living room, the bullets just pampering the rest of his family, seemingly unresponsive to him, ping-pong, bypassing him, and destroying everything.

"Run, ......"! The uncle crawled on the ground with difficulty, and his 16-year-old niece was covered in blood......

Gail ran out the back door in a daze, running as fast as he could. His home burned behind him, eventually turning to dust as if it had never existed. Those living family members are all gone, and they will never be seen again.

Just like that, I ran, walked, and hid step by step, until I hid in Colombia, in this big mountain nest. He was almost killed by the plantation owner, but he told others that he would grow marijuana, and he would grow good things with a particularly high cannabinol content in Sijing, so he was kept and survived until now.

He knew who his enemy was, but what could he do? He was nothing more than a technical employee who occasionally came to assist the hemp plantation here, and when it wasn't his turn to work, no one even remembered him. But how can the revenge of the destruction of the door be willing? The nine-month-old child, the warm mother, the smiling uncle, the close lover, and the 16-year-old sister in the prime of life......

He collected weapons, inquired about news, and planned to pounce on it one day to take a bite, but he had nothing to do, and slowly began to take drugs and quit drugs.

In order to survive, he has killed people, killed innocents, and has been hunted down and killed, falling into a strange cycle one after another.

He met Mo Lei, and he stubbornly believed that this lone killer should be a person with morality: revenge for other people's children, saving mentally retarded children alone...... single-handedly, killing in and out but unscathed, such a person, Gail only watched movies when he was a child.

Gale's story ends with a Mexican proverb: "It's like being raped by an elephant, and you can't do anything about it."