I don't know if it's a sense of justice or morality says it should be done, I took off my black leather shoes and threw them straight over, hitting the man on the head straight through, he screamed in pain, turned his head, and the greasy face under the streetlamp was disgusting and hideous.

I also held the other shoe in my hand, in a state of wanting to throw it away, and in the other hand held the phone, the phone turned on the dialing interface, and before the disgusting man attacked, I warned loudly with adrenaline:

"If you don't leave, I'll keep throwing it, I'm calling the police here!" Standing barefoot on the concrete road, I had a little bit of a heroic smell under the street lamp, but in fact it was more stupid.

If the other party had been a little more vicious, I might have suffered, but this man with a hideous face seemed to have begun to coward, as if he didn't want to be known, and he stared at me viciously and fled, his steps were a little frivolous, as if he had drunk a lot of wine.

The moment he let go of the girl, the girl slid down the wall to the ground, purple Liuhai obscuring her eyes, and I watched the man disappear into the alley before walking into the girl.

The girl wore a black and white striped zebra vest and short denim shorts, a young and fashionable dress outlined the plump silhouette of the young girl, her lips were painted mermaid color, and under the street lamp, her lips were faintly metallic, and she also reflected a headdress with her simple hair coiled, but the light was blurry and suddenly invisible.

I was about to wake her up, but she opened her eyes all at once, the orange eyes were extremely bright, I couldn't help but be startled, she looked up at me again, no expression, but a little weird cold, I couldn't help but take two steps back, almost fell.

We looked at each other in the alley.

The eaves of the alley dripped old air-conditioned drainage, and a few rats burrowed into the deep alley from the neon world, and only the sound of the soo was heard without a trace.

The girl's ears were small and pointy, and her face was small, as if it was contaminated with the breath of a mouse.

She didn't pay attention to my observations, stood up sharply, and patted the dust off herself.

"You're so nosy!"

"What did you say?"

"I said you were nosy, did I let you come and save me? What about calling the police? It's really a sense of justice. Who do you think you are? ”

The girl crossed her arms with an impatient look.

"Bad luck, it's the most disgusting person like you, do you want to be righteous and brave and satisfy your vanity?"

"Your suit doesn't seem to be cheap," she looked me up and down, "where are you a senior white-collar worker?" Or is it a contract worker in a good public institution? ”

"No, why is the good unit still on the street at this time, you are a social animal, the 996 kind, it's really boring hahahaha~"

"What is this?" She saw the papers that fell out of my bag, "Oh, it's a resume, it looks like an unemployed homeless person wandering the streets, and if you are unemployed, you don't want to prevent others from getting rich." ”

"Look at your appearance, you look stupid, wearing a high-end suit but this hairstyle and glasses, you lose your appetite when you see it, how can anyone admit you?"

"You, wear a shorter skirt and a narrower shirt, won't you have to be an unemployed homeless on the street?"

This girl is like a one-man show, exaggerated dialogue and action, meaningless, but gradually unpleasant, if put in the theater, maybe a good satirical comedy.

She continued to look at me, patrolling in front of me.

"Why, can't you put it down? I feel like I don't rely on my body but on hard work, but how did you become an unemployed homeless here? I hate you pretentious women..."

"Miss, are you taking too many drugs, I don't mind calling the police and asking the police to help you."

"Hahaha, police, you just call it, I eat all kinds of candy every day, it's already a medicine jar, it doesn't matter, I can eat a few free meals in it."

"I don't have time to mess with you." With that I picked up my shoes and put them on to leave.

"That's it, didn't you say you were going to send me to the police? Call the police, just yelled as you just yelled, 'I'll just keep throwing, I'm calling the police here!' She smiled strangely as I had just looked.

"Hahahahaha~~" The more she laughed, the more exaggerated she became.

I turned around to leave, but she began to tug at me, "What are you going to do, come to the police and send me to the police, I'll have a good time playing with the police brother tonight, hehehehe." ”

She had a weirder smile than the Cheshire cat in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, and her smile was so arcing that I was a little scared that she would turn into a rip girl.

I tried hard to break away from her, but she was so small that we were at a stalemate.

She's like a zombie with no self-consciousness, just trying to catch me and infect me again. Now the drug addict is so terrible?

She pushed me against the wall, her hands kept trying to imprison my neck, I kept tearing it open but she kept attacking, my neck felt wrapped around her small but strangely powerful hands, my neck was imprisoned, I was out of breath all at once, and the whole person was extremely uncomfortable.

Her eyes began to darken, and her countenance, and the world, began to distort, turning into swirls, gray-black, gold-orange arcs and coils, but among them was a parrot flapping its wings, this parrot had no bright and colorful feathers, but an old, faded bone color.

This is the bone hairpin that the girl has just used to coil her hair, and it turned out to be a parrot carved out of hollows.

The parrot seemed to fall on my hand, but when I raised my eyes, I saw a vague bronze mirror, the parrot hairpin was delicate and new, and in an instant the bronze mirror was broken, and blood continued to flow from the cracked cracks, and a feeling of hatred enveloped me.

I easily broke the hands that were imprisoned around my neck, and the girl was thrown to the ground by me, and the hairpin on her head fell to the ground, and her previous arrogant expression had faded, and now she was like a deer under the mouth of a tiger.

I approached step by step, and she kept moving backwards as she sat on the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go, I just talked nonsense....." The girl began to beg for mercy, looking pitiful.

I crouched down and ran my fingers against her smiling face, which looked like it had nails, even though it didn't have long nails. The girl was trembling and sweating, but she had no way to retreat, and her body had been pushed against the wall.

Her mermaid-colored lips were white at the moment, and a burst of pleasure inexplicably surged into my heart, "Look at your pitiful little face, how cute it is, how much it annoys me." My hand grabbed her neck, "You take all my stuff away, you're damned!" ”

"I didn't," she tried to argue something, but my neck was tightly choked, and her tongue was in the air, and it seemed uncomfortable, and the pulse that hit her neck from her heart disappeared into my hand one by one.

Gurgle, grunt, the sound of information prompts suddenly sounded in the alley, the unique signs of the information network era, made my mind blank all of a sudden, and suddenly opened my eyes, a girl in front of me was on the verge of death, and my hand was speeding up her death.

I let go of my hand, staggered back a few steps, fell to the wall, my right hand trembled, I stared at my right hand, and for a moment I was afraid, and then I looked at the girl on the ground, and the girl stumbled away, looked back at me, and looked back at me like she was looking at a demon, and then fled the alley.

Under the dim street lamp, only me and the bone hairpin remained, I squatted down, staring at the bone hairpin in a daze, the old bone hairpin reflected a faint light, that kind of texture, as if it existed a long, long time ago.

A collapse hit me, I slackened my body, and sat down on the ground, frustrated, aggrieved, confused, unwilling, angry, I couldn't tell what the emotion was, and I couldn't tell if it was my emotion.

What the hell am I doing? What the hell am I doing? Tears welled up, instinct in general.

Gurgle, grunt, the sound of the mobile phone message prompt rang again.

Open sms:

"Want to end it all? Want to get rid of it all? Why did you have to go through all this yourself? Then there is a string of clickable links, marked in blue, with a horizontal line added, as if clicking on it will take you to a safe place.

I couldn't resist clicking on the link, but it automatically brought up the buddha matching interface of be with you, there was a friend request on it, I never knew that this could be actively requested, that avatar was President RICK, and behind him was the flag of his city.

"I wanted to say something, but I found there was nothing to say.

Life is elsewhere, but the desire is here, the sin is here,

In the corners of your mouth of false mockery, in your eyes that are not beautiful

In your weird laughter, in your flamboyant body

In you, in your all, the vile within and all of it

”

Then there is a price list of the products, which are basically the same as those in the convenience store.

But in my eyes, it looks different, and in the candy column in the lower right corner, I clearly see SOS 170RMB

Then a payment code came over there at the right time.

"I know you need help. Let's make a deal, I can help you, and it's all gone. ”

I stare at that picture, and I have a strong urge to pay.

"Huang Miao?" Someone was calling me.

"Huh?" I looked up, and I couldn't see clearly in the night, but the voice seemed to be someone I knew.

"Are you alright?" He carefully lifted me up, "What's going on?" ”

The face of the person who came was clear, but I didn't know how to respond, and my heart was in a trance, as if I had just been pulled into an abyss.

It was only after a while that I was out of breath.

"I, I'm fine."

"Your face is not very good, is there something wrong with your body? Or did you encounter something? ”

Qin Lang's sense of touch is as keen as a hunter, and his eyes seem to be able to see through me, but it is more of a worry.

I shook my head again, "I'm fine, I accidentally fell and cried like a child." ”

He restrained the hunter's edge and chose to take my word for it, at least on the surface.

"Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head, nodded again, and he shook his head helplessly.