The dark streets have not yet been dyed with the glow of the early morning, and the roads on both sides are still buried in gray and black, and the street lamps on the side of the street are dimly colored, making it difficult to see what lies ahead. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I'm now a drunkard wandering the streets, swaying my body, dancing forward, humming a little song on the road I can't see, and my mood seems to be still in a state of drinking.

While I was still in a precarious state, a dark figure suddenly appeared behind me. The pitch-black body seemed to blend with the night, but the steel needle he held in his hand shone with a white light, as if to show its sharpness.

The fierce gaze fixed on my paralyzed body, and my back was unsuspectingly exposed in his eyes. Seeing the right moment, the black figure suddenly pounced, strangled my neck with one hand, and pointed a steel needle at my face with the other.

"Hand over your wallet." He whispered to me in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, don't hurt me, I'll give you money or something." I said with a "scared" face, as if I had fully awakened from alcohol, and my hands trembled and groped into my clothes.

"Wait." He suddenly yelled at me.

"What, what's wrong?" I asked, still "scared".

"Don't move, I'll take it myself." I said to him, and reached out to explore my body.

"Be careful, don't, don't stab me." I said, looking at the steel needle in front of me.

"Shut up, be careful I poke a hole in you, be quiet for me, and put your hands up." He said to me coldly, continuing to grope on me.

After reaching for his wallet, he pulled out his hand, turned and lifted his footsteps, and I was still standing motionless in the corner. Seeing that he was about to leave, as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned around and grabbed my arm. I looked at it and put a quick stitch in my arm.

"Wow, you kid is really piercing." As I spoke, my other hand unceremoniously slapped over his head.

The kid was stunned by me all of a sudden, covering the top of his head, and looking at me with an incredulous look of fear.

I rubbed my arms and said to him, "What do you see, you're impatient?!"

Seeing that I was so abrupt, he ran with his legs, but before he could run a few steps, he was kicked by a powerful foot. The man in black fell on his knees and slid in my direction, his hands clutching his abdomen in pain, his face pale even in the darkness of the night.

I walked up to him, looked at his painful face, and said to Feng Xue: "You are also ruthless, you can see that the faces of other young men are white."

Although the words were said so, there was no sense of being half-pointed, and there was still a little appreciation in his eyes. Turning my gaze to the man in black who was kneeling on the ground with a painful face, I bent down and asked him, "Are you alright, young man?"

"You, you're strips?!" The young man asked us with a pale face.

"It's a strip for us." I said with a meaningless expression, squatted down, and said to him, "If you have anything you want to explain now, just say it, if you wait, you may not pay attention to it."

"No, you're not a strip, who the hell are you?" He said, his eyes fixed on me warily.

"Why do you just say we're not strips, shouldn't you think we're just now? I said, how can you be so fickle in this young man's words? I smiled and spoke to him, my hand unceremoniously tapping on his head.

"If it was a strip, you would have taken me away a long time ago, why are you still talking nonsense with me here, who are you?" As he spoke, his tone was questioning, and his face turned red from anger.

I chuckled and said, "It seems that you haven't figured out your position yet, even if we are not from that side, and now that you hurt Lao Tzu, do you think I will let you go so easily?" And you are now in our hands, stable and still have so much energy to care about who we are, you should think more about whether you will stop eating in our hands later? Got it? ”

As if frightened by me, his face turned white again, and he asked cautiously, "You, who are you?"

"We're not good people." I didn't reply to him directly, but said with a slight warning.

"So, what do you want?" He asked, his hands still on his abdomen, his body trembling slightly, obviously a little scared.

"We don't want to do anything." I said, staring at him calmly.

He was stared at by me, but he didn't dare to move his body. has been lying on his stomach, prostrate in front of me.

Finally, he couldn't help but say to me: "I know it's wrong, just spare me, I don't dare to rob anymore."

As he spoke, seeing that we were unmoved, he hurriedly said, "Whatever compensation you want, as long as I can afford it, I will give it to you, please let me go."

I looked down thoughtfully, and when he saw this, he hurriedly continued, "So there's hope, isn't it?"

"Don't get your hopes up, I've been stabbed by you, and I can't run away without 1.8 million." I said jokingly, but he didn't think my words meant half a joke, and his face turned white.

"I don't have that much money, boss, if I had so much money, I wouldn't come out to rob him, you have mercy and let me go, I don't dare anymore." And I'm a first-time offender, just give me a chance, and I'll definitely change my ways, please. He said, with a pitiful look on his face.

"Tsk, I know you're a first-time offender." I said to him, and he looked at me in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that I would choose to believe him.

"Because your technique is too rusty, and it doesn't hit the point." As I said to him, he suddenly realized, and at the same time had a snickering on his face, and he said, "So can you please let it go?"

"How can this work?" With a smile and a cold look in my eyes, I stared at him and said, "Although you are a first-time offender, you still break the law, you imitate crimes, fish in troubled waters, and disturb the audio-visual, you are also guilty, but you will be punished."

Hearing me say this, his face changed again, and I admired this change, and said without changing my face: "I see that you are also a frequent night traveler, so you tell me honestly now, have you seen anyone rob in this way, maybe I can consider letting you go."

"What are you asking for?" He asked defensively.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, I still have wounds on my body, and I have your fingerprints and my blood on the weapon, just hand this over there, and that's fine. Anzheng and they are also worried about this matter, since you send it to the door yourself, they will be very happy, not only will they be very happy, but the real robbers will also be very happy, and then they will trouble you to bear all the crimes. I said casually, but I could clearly feel his trembling. (To be continued.) )