Brandon the Maniac (2)

Brandon saw Jesse in a new red suit, her shoes shiny and her hair neatly combed. In the distance www.biquge.info you can see that his face is full of arrogance, and a pair of keen eagle eyes are looking for a target. At this time, Jesse is no longer what he used to be, and he has been promoted to the director of the bureau. Today he has to guide the renovation of shantytowns in this urban area, and the follow-up work is about to start, and a delay of one day will cause serious losses to the investor, so the demolition work must be carried out as soon as possible. Jesse's hands flew up and down in the air, and the spittle in his mouth flew around, stopping from time to time to tell his assistants what to look out for.

Jesse suddenly stopped and shouted to the assistant standing beside him, "Fuck off that beggar crouching in the corner!" Fuck, this poor kid is here to affect my mood at work! As soon as Jesse's words fell, several strong men with big shoulders and round waists rolled up their sleeves, rushed to Brandon's side in three steps and two steps, grabbed him by the collar and punched and kicked him. Brandon's clothes were immediately torn to shreds, and a lot of blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth. They surrounded Brandon in the middle and there was another push and shove, fists and flying feet. Everyone has a rogue smile on their faces, and they look very kind, but they are very heavy.

Jesse waved at them, "Stop, we don't have time to dwell on him, there's a lot of work to do!" Stinky beggars, your hands will be dirty! ”

They stopped in a daze, still swearing. One of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked assistants was a little unsatisfied, and lifted his foot to Brandon's back. Brandon threw himself forward, his hands wiping off a layer of skin, and several of his teeth snapped against the stone. A wild laugh rang in Brandon's ears, and he felt a wave of dizziness, a sharp pain in his chest, and it became especially difficult to breathe. Brandon coughed violently, streaks of blood in his saliva.

Jesse led his assistants away as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened. Brandon managed to get up from the ground, his hair was messy, his hands were shaking, his face was stained with blood and dirt, and his eyes looked strange. Brandon appeared on the street like a madman, his body staggering, shrugging his shoulders from time to time, and smirking at passers-by. Walking and walking and suddenly stopped, staring at the buildings around him to see clearly, as if he had just come to this world, children are full of curiosity about everything. His gaze wandered through the street in the sky, occasionally turning his head to stare at pedestrians with a mournful gaze. The oncoming crowd of people would immediately make him fall into fear, and he covered his cheeks and ducked under the wall, looking panicked. The obese lady hurriedly grabbed the child's shoulders and shouted, "Hurry up, little ancestor!" What to see! A madman! If you don't study well, I'll send you to a madhouse! Like him, he wanders the streets all day long, has no home, no relatives, and can only eat garbage every day! Come on! The fat lady grabbed the child's sleeve and turned her head away, and the child couldn't help but look back with a puzzled face: "Mom, if I don't study hard, will I really be like him?" That uncle leaned against the corner and seemed very unhappy! ”

The fat lady glared at the child fiercely, stretched out her slap and slapped him on the back, and shouted, "Hurry up, we still have to go to cram school!" You remember it for me, and if you fail the exam next time, I'll see how I clean you up! The fat lady counted for a while, and then dragged the child to the corner of the street.

Brandon's spirit seemed to run out, his lips trembled, his mind went blank, and the scene before him became more and more blurry. Brandon leaned against the wall and slowly moved his feet forward, and several more fashionably dressed aristocratic gentlemen walked down the street, wearing new top hats and crisp suits. They tap danced and hummed 'Fight, we are the standard-bearers of freedom!' ”

Hoarse voices echoed through the streets, occasionally mixed with a few indistinct howls, followed by a round of enthusiastic applause, accompanied by a few dry cheers. Because of the excessive amount of Volga, everyone's emotions were ignited, the whole body exuded the smell of alcohol, the blood flowed quickly throughout the body, and the cheeks became particularly rosy because of the full absorption of alcohol. These people will inevitably behave a little debauchery when they drink too much, and their drinking burps will come up, and their speech will gradually become out of tune.

One gentleman took another gentleman's shoulders and shouted, "I said John, you always brag about how brave you are, and now the time has come to test you!" Man, if you don't survive in battle, you will perish in battle! See! See! There's a madman crouching in the corner in front of you, and I'll bet you to see if it's the madman who is great, or if John is braver! ”

John slowly raised his head with confusion in his eyes, and then exclaimed, "Oh my God! Edward, you're crazy! Let me provoke that horrible fellow! Don't play such a joke on me! Do you think I'm a fool? I'm never going to do such a stupid thing! John shook his head like a rattle, making it clear that he wouldn't be fooled.

Edward waved his hand and began to chatter: "I knew you were a coward, and this time the drink was paid by our brothers." John, you don't even have the courage to steal your money, you're a complete coward! We all look down on you! ”

Several gentlemen next to him also chimed in: "Yes, John, show your courage!" What's the point of being alive if you can't prove that you're a real man? Come out with the courage! If you don't cooperate well, we will go to your home to expose your ugly behavior, and then add oil and vinegar to create some scandals, I believe your life will not be easy! Think about it now, what will happen to you? Ha ha...... Haha......"

John craned his neck and his face flushed, and he grumbled, "Well, I'm going to make a comparison with that madman now." Wait here and see if I'm a coward. I would also add that it was you who forced me to do such a thing, oh, your conscience must be condemned! Oh, my God! It's a crime! ”

Edward raised his eyebrows and teased John: "If you do something like this once, you will be very experienced next time, and your conscience will not be condemned in any way." This is the way things are in the world, and if they don't work together, they will be ostracized, slandered, and slandered. Several of us are heroes of the green forest, and robbery, murder, and arson are our profession. I can honestly tell you right now that there is a price to be paid for inviting you to dinner and partying at entertainment venues! Our real purpose is to pull you into the gang and do something earth-shattering! ”

John's lips trembled and he replied, "Just let me go!" Can't I pay you back? I...... I want to go home! ”

Edward replied in a fierce voice, "No! You must do what I tell you to do today! Otherwise, I'll give you some color! Edward turned his head and glanced at the others, and several people immediately gathered around and shook their necks, clenched their fists and stared at John.

John panicked when he saw that the situation was not good, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead. John waved his hand at everyone and stumbled, "Everyone...... Other...... Don't be impulsive, impulsive...... It's the devil! Calm down, be sure to be calm! I'll go, I'll teach that madman a lesson right away, and you're waiting for me here. ”

John staggered over to Brandon, looked up and down with drunken eyes, then leaned down and said in a low voice, "Don't blame me! They forced me to do it, but I'm actually a very kind person! ”

John's heart was pounding, he bit his lip, and then clenched his fist and slammed it into Brandon's body. The fist rained down, and Brandon fell like a piece of wood, rolling over and lying on the concrete floor. His face was pale, his hair was stained with blood, and his eyes lost their light and slowly closed. John stood there panting, feeling like something was choking in his throat, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't. He leaned over and saw Brandon's horrible expression, and his hands covered his cheeks in pain.

Suddenly, someone shouted behind him, and John struck a spirit, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily. A deep sense of guilt swept over him, mixed with a strange resentment and anger. John turned his head to follow the voice, and saw Edward and his accomplices all thumbs up and looked smug.

An unpredictable smile rippled across Edward's face: "John, that's a great job!" We're all the way now, and you're acting pretty badly! We are your most trustworthy and reliable friends, and I will teach you the same lessons from fights, brawls, and murders. I must tell you that it takes courage to fall, and you will not feel guilty if you do too many bad things. This world is a world of deceit, no truth, no sunshine, only a thick darkness. Now you see if he's dead or not, and if he does, we have to flee the scene as soon as possible, and at the same time carefully check the surroundings so as not to leave lethal fingerprints and physical evidence. ”

John frowned, his eyes looking a little glazed, he stared at his hands and muttered, "Oh no! No! No! I'm a murderer! I'm a murderer! I'm a murderer! It's true! It's true! ”

Edward yelled at John, "Why are you still standing there stupidly! Go wow! Wait a minute, the police will come! We're all going to go to jail! ”

John woke up from a dream when he heard Edward's shouts, and he hurriedly bent down and stretched out his fingers to check if Brandon was breathing, while scanning the street around in a panic. John's outstretched fingers could not feel a trace of breath, and a sense of foreboding instantly spread throughout his body.

John's fingers quickly retracted as if they had been electrocuted, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He turned and shouted to Edward in a voice that was close to trembling, "He's dead!" What do we do now? ”

Edward shook his head helplessly: "Do you still need me to teach you?" Run! It's no wonder that a fool like you doesn't go to jail! ”

John's head was buzzing, panicked and confused, hitting the wall several times, stumbling all the way to the garlic under his feet.

Edward counted John as he ran: "Look at you! Look at you! I don't even know how to say hello! Look at your stupidity! What a shame on me! ”

John shouted as he ran, "Isn't it the first time I've been? What experience is there! ”

Edward turned back to John and shouted, "If no one is chasing, run in a straight line, if there are police who arrive, scatter around, remember to get out as soon as possible, don't get too entangled with them!" ”

After a rush of footsteps, the Edwards disappeared at the end of the street......

The empty streets returned to their former calm, with occasional wisps of swirling breeze blowing scraps of paper and leaves into the air. Floating in the air, then falling with the wind, piling up in inexplicable corners. The air was damp and cold, and occasionally a few pedestrians poked their heads over to look at Brandon, then retracted their necks and walked away as if nothing had happened......

After the last gray light in the sky disappeared, those figures disappeared at the end of the street, without any sympathy and care, and the wind around them began to get cold,......