Short, small deeds!

In the elite training school, Fengyinglou is always the hardest and most desperate one, but in every assessment, he is always the last. In the face of such a student, even the instructors had to shake their heads and sigh lightly, they really couldn't bear to send this child home with a cautious face and eyes full of pleading.

But how can a child who has no passion, no enough consciousness, and no outstanding talent, simply because he is afraid of being eliminated, afraid of seeing his family's expression of failure, and who is struggling mechanically, survive in an elite training school full of talents?

Accidental, just an absolute accident......

The instructor ordered him to stand in a corner of the campus and meditate on himself, but he went out for two whole days because he was given a temporary assignment, and he was really stunned when the instructor returned.

In the corner of the campus, he saw the small, stubborn and aggrieved figure, and saw the one who was almost on the verge of shock because he had not eaten or drunk for two days, but he was still standing there, faintly raising a body that was as immobile as a mountain.

It was at that time that the instructor finally saw the brilliant shining point in the penultimate student who worked hardest in the whole school, and saw the style that could only belong to him alone, and the road that could only belong to him!

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In 1993, it was a hot and ordinary summer, a seemingly ordinary night.

At this time, in the eyes of ordinary people, air conditioning is still an overly aristocratic luxury, and in the face of the heat like a steamer, even if the electric fan is whirring, it is still hot. And there are only a few TV stations over and over again, and at the same time, it is playing a romantic drama that is, to put it bluntly, one crying, two troubles, and three hangings, which makes people feel tired of their hearts after watching it.

Because of this, it is already ten o'clock in the evening, and the streets of the whole city are still full of pedestrians wearing loose and comfortable clothes and coming out to enjoy the cool night. Under the street lamp on the street corner, from time to time someone set up a chess stand to face each other, and in the "pop" and "pop" sound of the chess pieces falling heavily on the wooden chessboard, the murderous atmosphere of the duel between the two armies was shot.

After finishing my homework and wandering around, I just walked to the Wind Shadow Building directly below a leisure venue, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind overhead!

Before Fengyinglou had time to raise his head, a man with dyed hair like a golden retriever, wearing twelve or thirteen small earrings on his left ear alone, and even more defenseless, had a fancy-free intimate contact with the ground in a five-body posture.

God knows how high he fell, and after he threw himself on the hard ground, a series of sounds suddenly came from his body, as if a dozen wooden sticks had been trampled on by someone, and it was like a water bladder finally bursting, and blood suddenly splattered two or three feet high in the air.

Looking at this absolutely inappropriate scene for children, Fengyinglou, who was only eight years old, was completely stunned. God knows, whether he was scared stupid, or the child's curiosity was too strong, at this critical time, listening to the screams of the women around him who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, to put it bluntly, it was an endocrine disorder, and he was standing less than five meters in front of the corpse, almost being sprayed with blood, and what he was thinking about in his head was ...... Didn't the guys who committed suicide by jumping off the building in the TV series spurt blood from their mouths and rolled their eyes, why did he spurt blood from his buttocks?

As the saying goes, nine out of ten rich people are fat, but I'm afraid that fat people don't have butts. This fat man's butt is there, but there is an extra knife wound on it, with this knife wound as the core, a three-foot-high spray of blood, sprinkled on the nearby range of three or four meters, an indiscriminate coverage, that kind of showy, that kind of surprise, enough to make the vast majority of people scream.

At this time, the square of the "Anhua Nian" leisure venue was a mixed team, whether it was a well-dressed man holding his head and running around, a jeweled lady who was abandoned by them, more like he was going to be annihilated by dozens of big men, screaming like a mouse, and the passers-by who were so idle that their eyes were straight and they were so idle that they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, after making sure that they were in an absolutely safe position, how could they not catch fire at the city gate and affect the pond fish, they all stared at a pair of round eyes, with an excited look, looking at everything that suddenly happened here.

In the midst of the uproar, a boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old with a plastic bucket for a water dispenser on his shoulder, surrounded by several security guards, strode out of the city's famous, seven-storey "Anwarian" leisure club.

A strong smell of gasoline made Feng Yinglou wrinkle his face, if his nose hadn't failed, the boy carried it on his shoulder at will, and with his pace, he was still shaking half a barrel of pale yellow liquid that made a rustling sound, and it was a gasoline that would burn violently when it encountered a spark, and might even directly produce an explosion of gasoline!

In this terrible situation, the boy was still holding a lighter in his hand, playing with it at will, watching the movement of his five fingers, who was there not secretly inhaling cool air?

The boy carefully looked at the corpse on the ground, he was even in the mood to slightly provoke the other party's chin with his toes, until he was sure that this fat man, who was not very old but weighed close to the two hundred pound mark, was absolutely inadequate, he fell on the body of Fengyinglou with a slightly surprised gaze, he bent down, stretched out his hand and twisted it fiercely on Fengyinglou's face with a non-gentle movement, and sighed lightly: "It's not a small courage, watching a person die in front of him, he doesn't cry or run." Hey, kind of like me. ”

Fengyinglou really wanted to cry at this time, he didn't want to cry and talk, where was he bold not to cry and not to run, God can see mercy, he was too timid, he was so frightened that his whole body was cold and his limbs were hard, although he looked calm and calm that did not match his age, but in fact, not to mention that he ran away, he didn't even have the strength to cry.

"Bang!"

In front of Fengyinglou, the big boy who looked a little like Andy Lau but had a temperament a bit like Aaron Kwok put the plastic bucket filled with at least twelve or thirteen catties of gasoline in his hand on the ground, and he strode to a public telephone next to them, and casually pressed the three number keys of "110".

"Hey, the Public Security Bureau, right?"

The boy's voice was a little hoarse, but because of this, it added a bit of magnetism that was incompatible with his age, and his expression was as if he was asking his girlfriend to go to afternoon tea together, with an indescribable ease and freehand, "Report the crime, I killed someone." ”

But because this boy's attitude is too relaxed, and no matter how charming his voice is, it can't hide the unique immaturity of a child, the person on the other end of the phone is skeptical of this kind of police call, the boy's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Hey, hey, hey, Aunt police, I really didn't joke with you, the guy I slaughtered seems to be the baby son of the deputy mayor, called Li Yue." Aha, you have an impression of this name, that's great, hurry up and go to the police! ”

"By the way, Aunt Police, there is one thing I want to ask you," the boy looked serious: "I am only fifteen and a half years old this year, and I am not yet an adult, please say hello to the police uncles in advance, don't see that there is a murder, and it is the deputy mayor's beloved son, so he will tie me up with five flowers and 'Su Qin's back sword', I am still a budding flower and bones, my body is weak and underdeveloped, and I will be tied up." ”

Fengyinglou, who was standing on the side, had to admit that he had long been stunned and stupid. In his life, he has never heard of such an alternative way of reporting crimes, let alone a murderer who has committed a murder and can smile so calmly.

Murderer!

These four words were like a lightning bolt that pierced the boundless dark night, shaking the Venus in front of Zhou Yinglou's eyes, and reason was desperately reminding him...... Danger, stay away from this guy immediately!

But I just witnessed a real fall from a building at close range, smelling the smell of blood and gasoline in the air that is so thick that it can hardly be dissolved, the strength of the whole body seems to be concentrated on the heart that is beating faster and faster in the chest, and the hands and feet are as soft as marshmallows, where can Fengyinglou still run?

Just reported the case, it can be regarded as voluntarily surrendering, and maybe the crime can be reduced by one degree. The boy put down the public phone in his hand, strode to the front of the Wind Shadow Building, and sat cross-legged on the ground where blood was splashed a little bit, he looked up and down at the Wind Shadow Building like a wooden stake, and at this time, he finally saw a clue, and blurted out: "Hey, boy, are you stupid?" ”

Seeing Feng Ying Lou's honest nod, the boy smiled dumbly again, he took out a pack of "good friends" cigarettes from his pocket, first threw one into his mouth, and finally he rolled his eyes, and stuffed one into Feng Ying Lou's mouth.

"Click!"

With the soft sound of the lighter, the blue flames continued to sway in the night wind, and the eyes of the Wind Shadow House suddenly widened larger than a pigeon's egg. Please, in the position less than one meter next to them, it is half a barrel without a lid, a little bit, a gasoline that bursts, his old man has just killed people and set fires to do all kinds of evil, and he is destined to have no good fruit to eat in this life, and he will not be evil before he dies.

In this case, I suddenly heard a "suck hard" in my ear, Feng Ying Lou involuntarily inhaled hard, a strong stimulation that had never been tasted before, suddenly rushed straight into the mouth, and even more non-stop into the lung lobes, in the face of this absolutely unexpected attack, Feng Ying Lou's face swelled red in an instant.

Seeing that Feng Yinglou wanted to cough but couldn't cough it out, his tears had already choked out, and he still took a bite of a cigarette in his mouth and smoked a quarter of the cigarette in one bite, which showed that his lung capacity was definitely not bad, and the boy couldn't help laughing.

Facing the boy's smiling face, even Fengyinglou, an eight-year-old boy who had been stunned, was slightly stunned.

Putting aside the identity of the murderer, the blood all over the ground, and the dead body behind him, this boy who looks a bit like Andy Lau has an indescribable smell of sunshine in his smile. And on his face, which was already faintly angular, with more lazy vigor and cunning, with the cigarette he slanted at the corner of his mouth, the whole person revealed a cynical free and easy.

The boy seemed to have a little curiosity about the Wind Shadow Building, he raised his eyebrows obliquely, and suddenly said, "Boy, how old are you?" ”

No matter how scared you are, the family environment has created the habit of answering all questions in Fengyinglou, "Eight years old." ”

"Eight?" The boy widened his eyes, shook the cigarette in his hand, and said, "You haven't smoked at the age of eight, according to this ratio, then you can't have sex with a woman after the age of thirty?" ”

What does it mean to go to chuang with a woman, for Fengying Building, who is only eight years old, absolutely late blooming, absolutely strict in family education, and absolutely rigid, it is really too abstract and too hazy, but I don't know why, his face turned red involuntarily.

"Hehe, knowing that the face is red, it looks like there is still a chance to make amends." The boy nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly added, "You haven't smoked, so have you ever drunk?" ”

Feng Yinglou shook his head honestly, "No! ”

"You're really a fucking five-good child, wait a minute!"

The boy strode to a small store made of improvised materials on the side of the road, he touched his pocket, but in the end he didn't take out a penny, and finally Suo pointed to the corpse lying on the ground, and said to the boss: "See, I killed that person." ”

Ignoring the blue-faced shopkeeper, the boy reached out and took a few bottles of Tsingtao beer directly from the counter, and took away two paper cups, and before leaving, he turned back very politely and issued a verbal IOU, "I'm sorry, it seems that there is no chance in this life, and I will definitely pay you back for these bottles of beer in the next life." ”

Bringing a glass of beer that was still bubbling to the Wind Shadow Building, the boy said directly in a commanding tone: "Drink!" ”

After only taking a sip, Fengyinglou frowned, he looked at the sitting beside him, raised his neck and drank a bottle of beer cleanly, not to mention the boy who was really a little manly, and said cautiously: "It's too bitter...... It's not good to drink. ”

"Bitter?!"

The boy's eyes widened, he just wanted to say something, closed his mouth again, walked to the front of the commissary again, reached out and took a bottle of Wahaha yogurt from the counter, poured the beer and yogurt together in front of Fengyinglou, and put in a finger that exuded a strong gasoline smell, after a while, he frowned at such a cup of adults, and the child saw the thing that rolled his eyes, and sent it to Fengyinglou, and said in the tone of Grandma Wolf to coax Little Red Riding Hood: "Drink, drink, I dare to guarantee, this time it will definitely be delicious." In order to change the absolutely tragic fate of life that you can only have sex with a woman after you are thirty years old, you must hold on! ”

Stop......

The beer mixed with yogurt tastes sour, sweet and bitter, which is really good. Usually there are almost no snacks at home, let alone the wind shadow house that drinks yogurt, holding a paper cup is simply a drink, he licked his lips, and looked at the half-poured yogurt bottle in the hand of the boy in front of him.

It's just a bottle of yogurt, and he was bought by a murderer in the Wind Shadow Building!

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