Chapter 678: Old Things
Thinking of Prince Jing, Zuo Jigao and other relatives and dignitaries who wanted to play with themselves, Hu Yulin couldn't help but feel a little proud.
He had just eaten enough and drank some more osmanthus wine, and Hu Yulin felt that his demand for men had become strong again.
It may be that the diet in prison is relatively balanced, unlike the big fish and meat he is used to at home, and with regular activities, his body has become stronger and stronger than before, but the problems that come with it have become difficult to solve.
Since the cell boss and jailer had all received his money, after learning that he had such a need, he came up with a solution to go to the women's prison and get some attractive female prisoners to vent for him. At first, he felt a special flavor and was excited, but after a long time, he got a little tired.
He will meet his many beautiful concubines in his sleep at every turn, of course, what he misses the most is Luo Cuihuan, and Xu Yan'er, who died after only playing once, but gave him an unforgettable enjoyment......
But when he thought that his concubine would never be able to return to his side, he felt a little depressed.
After Hu Yulin's home was raided, most of his concubines, except for a few who escaped with a few concubines, were fined and confiscated into the official position, became "state property", and were sent to Fengyue for public auction......
Cuihuan, with your cleverness and cleverness, will you escape?
Will you still wait for me......
Hu Yulin's thoughts gradually returned to the past......
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"I'm back." A thin, swarthy boy spoke darkly to a middle-aged man squatting in the corner as he walked into the room.
"Little cub!" The middle-aged man rushed over and kicked him away, "Your mother is on an errand!" ”
"Whose mother?" The childish child's voice screamed with an indescribable harshness. "You got a secret door back. Just let me call Mom! My mom died early! You old bastard. I don't have the ability to make money, so I live on the money from selling meat in the dark, and I'm embarrassed to hit me with a shy face! ”
The middle-aged man was afraid of disturbing the distinguished guests in the house, so he pinched the boy's mouth and nose with one hand, and pounded the boy's soft underbelly with one fist, and threatened in his mouth: "Little cub, when the guests leave, I will fucking pick your skin!" ”
But he didn't know that this boy was crushed under him. It's no longer the boy who went out half a day ago, and now he's the youngest wolf in town!
The boy felt the pain like a tear under his ribs, and the pinching of his mouth and nose made him feel dizzy and suffocated, just when he subconsciously pulled out the short dagger with his backhand, the middle-aged man suddenly let go of him and walked around the door anxiously. The boy knew that the guests inside were almost finished, and the old bastard was waiting for the "return soup", because he was only when the slut had just been ruined by someone else. in order to cheer up his "man's majesty".
The boy was a little disgusted, because he knew that the old bastard had come into the house. It will not be the man's low breath and the woman's **, but the man's abuse and the woman's wail, because otherwise, the old mongrel will not be able to cheer up his "man's heroism".
The movement inside finally disappeared, the wooden door creaked open, and a fat man dressed in gorgeous clothes walked out with a satisfied smile.
It's him! The boy's heart moved. The fat man threw the old bastard a bag of copper coins, and seemed to praise the woman inside, and the boy made up his mind, and threw himself at the old bastard, and the short dagger silently pierced the old bastard's right back.
"What are you doing?" The fat man in the fancy costume was startled by the dirty child who suddenly popped out.
"Greetings to the little ones!" The boy fell to his knees and kowtowed to the head of a standard minion.
"Hmm." The fat man probably thinks that this boy understands the rules, "Why did you stun him?" ”
The fat man had never been on the street at all, or the discerning man would have known that the knife that had pierced the old bastard's right lung would have killed him. Such a person is better deceived: "The little one is not angry that this man has stolen the adult's property, so he is knocked unconscious." The boy kowtowed again and again, because he knew that such a character liked his actions.
"No, it won't." The fat man's expression was very confident, "I don't have a penny of money." ”
"Please inspect your underwear." The boy stopped kowtowing and glared at the fat man in fancy clothes with a very confident look.
The fat man's face changed immediately, and after his right hand reached into his coat for a long time, he pounced on the man lying on the ground: "Dog minion! Where did I hide my things? ”
"Don't panic, adults." The boy knelt up and approached, pretending to grope for the dead man, and changed a bag hidden in his sleeve into his hand, pretending to have found it, "My lord, look at this thing?" ”
"Exactly!" The fat man was overjoyed and hurriedly opened it, "The fire paint seal is still there, that's good, that's good." With that, he immediately walked out, as if he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, only to find that the boy was always in his way.
The fat man smiled: "I forgot about you, say, what reward do you want?" ”
"Ask the adults to let the villains serve the left and right." The boy banged his head again.
"So be it." The fat man groaned for a while, and threw out a famous book, "Tomorrow you take this to the miscellaneous grain store Boss Jiang settles down first, if you have a chance, you can naturally follow me." With that, he laughed and walked out of the yard.
The carriage stopped outside, until the sound of the horse's hooves disappeared, and the boy did not raise his head, he knelt like that, letting the tears flow through his head and into the soil, and suddenly he wiped the tears from his face fiercely, and stood up suddenly: "The dignified red hat official and businessman, you want to send me away when you throw it at the grain store?" Hmph...... "At some point, he had an identical bag in his hand, "One day, I will trample all of you under my feet!" ”
In this year, the homeless people who starved to death in the city finally had nowhere to bury, and the prefect had to order the erection of a blast furnace in the south of the city to incinerate, and thousands of starvation people were reduced to ashes, or blown by the wind, or poured into the river and rolled away with the river, and one of the thousands of corpses turned into ashes was his father.
I'll kill him! That old bastard. He deserves to die!
Mid-August. For those rich who are full of warmth and lust. This season is a good time to enjoy the lanterns and flowers, countless dignitaries take private boats on the Phoenix Lake, taste wine and delicacies, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of warblers on both sides of the strait. For the displaced people who have taken refuge for thousands of miles, the scorching heat of midday and the chill of evening have made their hungry and weak bodies unbearable, and the violence on the streets has gradually become rampant, sometimes even for a piece of bread. There will be people who will fall in pools of blood and never get up again.
And corresponding to all this, a grand welcome ceremony was held in the north of the city to welcome the court angels from Beijing, in order not to stain the eyes of those envoys, even all corners of the south of the city were cleaned, all the prisons were filled with homeless homeless people, all the simple sheds were demolished and burned, and the filthy southern city was actually renewed, for the homeless people who could not be filled in the prison. And the soapmen went out of the city with sticks, and left them to fend for themselves in the wilderness. As for those who were accidentally killed, they were cremated directly in the southern suburbs. The ashes are scattered into the river, clean, leaving no trace.
So the city became a paradise on earth again, clean everywhere, bright and tidy. There are no beggars, no outcasts, no thieves, no prostitutes, everyone is well-dressed, everyone is polite, everyone is good-looking, everyone is ...... Damn it! Because they could not hear the wailing of the weeping souls in the sky of the city, they could not see the ghosts that refused to leave the streets and alleys, the ground where they walked was covered with blood, and the air they breathed was full of ashes of corpses......
That day, he became a wolf, the youngest wolf in the city, and his name was Ahu, a lowly name given to him by the old mongrel.
In fact, this is not the first time he has killed someone.
When was the first time? ……
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His knife cut the big blood vessels in the thief's neck, and the blood spurted out like a fountain, he slowly helped the thief who could have been a partner, watching the light in his eyes slowly dim, the hand holding the knife twitched and gradually loosened, and finally the thief's pupils spread to the extreme, showing the blank eyes that only the dead can have, he sighed, all this was completely not in line with his plan, he didn't have time to think, everything happened, his knee-jerk reaction made him lose his partner first, Lost this fat wolf again. He slowly closed the thief's eyelids, and then he threw up.
After all, this was the first time he had killed someone.
All his old mongrel father had inherited to him in his life was the shameful arrogance and brutality of his brigade soldiers.
"Maybe God left you alive just to let you experience the cruelty of fate." He thought to himself.
"Master Hu, what should I do with this girl?" The two brothers who saw him kill the thief cleanly changed their names for him.
"Kill it!" He didn't think about it, and after two sighs of disappointment that he heard, he thought for a moment, "You two will kill when you've had enough." Looking at the two guys who quickly became excited, he felt the need to instruct: "Break the tendons before Le, if this girl runs away, we will all die!" ”
"Got it! Top dog! "Two voices were very excited. They dragged the girl and tore at the girl's clothes......
Now first of all, he should be sober, this matter is impossible to hide, the gang of thieves in the south of the city will definitely come to the door to take revenge, only if he survives this revenge, will he be recognized by the leaders of other gangs, and secondly, he wants to go home to find the old mongrel, and then learn two more tricks from him, it's a big deal to be beaten by him again, the old mongrel still has some goods in his stomach.
He rummaged over the young thief, and in spite of the girl's vicious gaze, he found some money, gave it to his brother, found the fat man's bag, and turned out a long skin......
"Don't touch it!" Suddenly, the girl screamed hysterically, "You are not allowed to touch!" I won't let you go if you touch me! ”
He was very curious, his own brother died in his hands, this girl was not so nervous, what treasure is more important than his own brother? "Shut her up!" He casually ordered.
"Yes!" A man stabbed the dagger into the girl's mouth, stirred it a few times, and the girl let out a whining wail, and her mouth gushed blood, and she spat the blood on his face with hatred, and her eyes did not give in a trace of submission.
He frowned, his intention was to have the two guys stuff a rag in the girl's mouth, like their socks and pants, and now he was getting his face covered in blood. He needs to be smart and determined. Vicious helpers. And not these two guys in front of you. He made up his mind in his heart.
He stood up and slashed the girl's tendons with a knife, and the girl's face was already painfully distorted, her face was extremely hideous, and her beauty was gone. "I'm going to run errands now, half a pillar of incense is back, I hope you can clean up this place before I come back!" He didn't care how to soften his tone now. There was a faint coldness, at the moment when the knife cut the thief's neck, he seemed to see that a door was open for him, and now, he felt that the fierce coldness of the thief was fusing into the depths of his soul little by little, and he grinned, and that smile made the two accomplices feel cold down their spines, because of this smile. It was also seen on the face of the young thief who died on the ground......
Inside that pouch was a short knife. A silver ring, and a cigarette pouch, he filled the cigarette pouch curiously, took a hard puff, and then coughed painfully, a wonderful feeling drifted into his chest, he carefully took a few more puffs, there was a faint itch in the depths of his chest, but more of that wonderful feeling, the tension he felt after the murder quickly disappeared, and now his mind was as clear as water, as agile as a leopard, and he had to figure out as quickly as he could figure out how to survive tonight, so that he could enjoy all that it would be like to be the leader.
"Be on your guard, I'm leaving!" Looking at the two bodies wriggling on the blood-covered body, he also felt some inexplicable excitement......
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He looked at the dead old bastard lying on the ground, his heart was full of happiness, but also faintly lost, he clenched the short knife that had been heated to some temperature in his arms, and kicked open the door of the house. He's going to kill this slut! Because in his heart, it was this slut who forced his mother to death.
It was dark in the room, but he could clearly feel a shadow in the corner of the bed, and now he was getting more and more sensitive.
When he went home that day, he actually wanted to go into the house and take out the soju he had hidden to honor the old mongrel, and then ask him for a few tricks, take the money and leave, and go to the next step of his plan. But he didn't expect that he would want to suffocate him for that secret door. At that time, he figured out that sooner or later the old mongrel would kill him anyway, so it was better for him to do it in advance. He wouldn't have thought that until he had killed the thief. But after killing someone, everything changed......
After the knife was unsheathed, the whole room was shrouded in a disgusting yellow, and the light source was the blade of his short knife, and the glowing yellow light flashed back and forth, like a dog sticking out its tongue in exhaustion, and he could see the secret door in the corner.
That woman is very beautiful, and at the age of twelve, he doesn't know what beauty looks like, and some of the girls in Flower Street are beautiful and some are not, but most of them are beautiful. But this secret doorman is different from them anyway.
Her eyes were blank and unfocused, and she was clearly indifferent to the glow of his knife, a blind man. The muttering words in the woman's mouth made him a little puzzled, and he rushed to the bed, pinched the woman's mouth, and found that the blind girl had no teeth, and only half of her tongue was left. All of this seems to be so weak and pitiful as a woman, so that every man who stares at her either sprouts a tenderness in his heart that wants to protect her, or has the urge to ravage her fiercely, that kind of beauty, is miserable, desperate, exudes a deadly fragrance, and is also irresistible......
I have long heard that there is such a kind of girl in the flower street in the south of the city, who has been trained to please men since she was a child, in order to prevent girls from picking customers, and also to prevent girls from biting their tongues and committing suicide, they were born with poisonous blindness, their tongues cut off in half, and all their teeth pulled out. It is said that such a mouth can also do "special services" to allow men to get greater enjoyment. Now, a real woman was right in front of him, trembling and exuding despair......
The heart that had been crumbling for a day suddenly softened, the hand was loosened, and the knife fell to the bed. He crouched down and gently stroked the woman's hair, and the woman timidly reached out and untied his trouser belt......
He held the woman tightly in his arms, and the woman bit his shoulder so hard that his shoulder immediately became wet, and he didn't know if it was her tears or his blood. The woman also hugged him tightly, ten fingers pinched into his back, plus the wound on the side of his chest, the pain made him almost dizzy, but he didn't struggle, let her hug himself so tightly, bite herself, pinch herself...... Only in this way will it hurt, and it will be able to tell yourself that everything that happened today is really not a dream, and only then can it be proven...... I'm still alive.
So much happened that day that he couldn't completely sort it out until now. Just when the sound of the fat man's carriage disappeared, he knew that everything had begun, everything was irretrievable, and he could only go step by step according to the plan until he was destroyed.
He stabbed the woman's body, and the spasms of pain reached his body, making him feel like he had exploded......
I remember that when he left, he also squeezed the woman's hand, it was not so soft anymore, it would be fine, everything would be fine! He pulled the bag of silver dollars out of the old bastard's body and ran out the door......
These were all things that happened when he was a child, and the capital he started with was saved at that time.
Then he appeared in another face, although he was far away from the blood and killing, but that dark memory will never be erased in the bottom of his heart...... (To be continued......)
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