Chapter 79: Article 8 (2)

The old man's beard began to tremble, but he was helpless. I am the same as this young man who was beaten, in this scene, I am being bullied all the time, like this kind of easy work, these young and strong young men will break their heads and squeeze forward, and the rest of those who are heavy and tired will be the turn of us who are old, weak, sick and disabled.

The hunchbacked old man sighed, looked at the high trailer compartment, shook his head helplessly, returned to the base of the wall, loaded a bag of cigarettes, and smoked it.

Hachijo only felt sore all now, and this guy kicked Hachijo's body one by one, and Hachijo felt that he was breathing a little hard. I still endured it, and I didn't leave tears, just huge tears mixed with dust, hanging in the corners of my eyes.

To be honest, it's also Hachijo's bad luck, because this morning, the dog just lost all the money in his hand, and now he is on fire. It happened to be on Hachijo's body.

Just when the dog was getting up, he suddenly heard the dog's "oops", and then his hands tightly covered his eyes, and the blood had flowed out of the cracks of his fingers, only to see a stone, extremely domineering angle and force, hit the dog's eyes fiercely. The dog barked in pain, like a mad dog with its tail pressed by the wheels of a car. Jumping and screaming.

Hachijo didn't know what was going on, but at the same time, he felt that this guy called the dog didn't beat himself anymore. His ears were buzzing, as if he heard someone crying, Hachijo took a slow breath, and slowly felt the situation of his whole body, his internal organs didn't seem to have any impact, but his arms hurt unbearably, as if his limbs had been swollen.

In a trance, Hachijo seemed to be picked up by someone. Then I heard a joking voice say, "Dog, have you been fucking loose lately?" You give you Lao Tzu a little care, this time you will blind your eyes, and next time you do such a seedless thing, Lao Tzu will unload your legs! ”

When Hachijo opened his eyes once, he had been laid flat on a hard wooden bed, Hachijo opened his eyes slightly, as if he had already flown out of the exorcist soul, and quietly returned to his body, although the sunlight shining in from the dilapidated window was a little dim, but it still pierced Hachijo's eyes from open.

Hachijo wanted to open his eyes and see where he was, but as soon as he wanted to move, he felt a lot of pain in his body, Hachijo snorted in pain, at this time, the familiar voice sounded in his ears again: "If I were you, I wouldn't move, just stay honest," Caiya gritted his teeth, really opened his eyes, looking at this guy, this guy, it was the sitting cannon just now, to be honest, often looking for work in this place, Hachijo is still more afraid of the sitting gun, and often stays away, And the ground cannon didn't go to the eight to embarrass the eight, and the two people had nothing to do with each other.

Hachijo carefully recalled everything that had just happened, and seemed to remember only that he had been beaten, and that he could no longer remember what had happened after that. Hachijo endured the severe pain on his body, sat on the bed, looked at this bearded and unruly sitting cannon, and didn't know what to say for a while, probably because he often heard about the reputation of the sitting cannon on this street, and he didn't dare to speak for a while.

"Uh,。。。。 Uh, thank you..... Sitting on the ground..... Sit brother, I...."

The ground-sitting cannon laughed and said, "What's the matter, as a gentleman." Why don't you even have the courage to speak? It's okay, you just say, I'll take care of the mistake. ”

"Thank you for saving me! Sitting brother, uh, then I'll call you sitting brother. ”

This sitting cannon still had a smiling expression, just sat on the hard bed, then threw off the slippers, sat down cross-legged, looked at the scarred Hachijo, and said: "You kid, in order to carry you back, Lao Tzu didn't do such a good job today." I also fucking took hundreds of hospital processing fees. ”

Hachijo felt very cramped, and he didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head, grabbed the tattered sheets with both hands, and whispered, "Brother Zao, I will pay you back." As he spoke, the tears that had not fallen just now burst out of his eyes.

The ground-sitting cannon glared at him fiercely, opened his voice and scolded: "You have a little manly spirit, okay?" Damn, like a bitch, as far as the fuck knows, cry and cry. I'm tired of Lao Tzu!! ”

Hachijo was stunned, quickly restrained his emotions, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bit his lower lip tightly, almost biting his own lips. Finally stopped his tears.

The sitting cannon patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's right, your father doesn't want to see you like this." Okay, you stay with me for a few days, and then I'll take you to a place where no one will bully you again! ”

Hachijo didn't know where this man came from, he saved himself when he was in danger, and Hachijo subconsciously told himself that anyone who was willing to bend down to help a poor person like himself was a good person. Hachijo nodded cautiously and sat down on the hard bed honestly. Watching the ground cannon walk out.

It didn't take long for the Ground Cannon to come back. He also carried several plastic bags in his hand, which contained small drinks and snacks that I didn't know I had bought in that restaurant. The Floor Cannon placed the items on the bare bed board, and then took out the contents and laid them out one by one on the torn sheets. Then, as if playing a trick, two bottles of wine came out behind him.

God is above, Hachijo has not eaten such a hearty thing in these years, and his eyes are glowing green. He glanced at the ground-sitting cannon, and with some hesitation, the ground-sitting cannon rolled up a super thick dry cigarette and smoked a lot in his mouth. grinned and scolded with a smile: "You have a lot of fucking things, you can eat it if you want to, what else can you do?" Can I poison you? After that, he ripped off a chicken thigh and stuffed it into Hachijo's mouth. Hachijo was also hungry, so he ate like this, and almost choked on himself.

The ground-sitting cannon laughed and said, "That's right!! How old are you this year? Well? 14 years old? Yes, that's it. ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and took out a delicate suitcase under his broken wooden bed, Hachijo was also stunned, this delicate, very heavy leather suitcase, and this dilapidated room, it seemed incompatible.