Chapter 16: Murder in Forbearance
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When the last ray of sunlight disappears and the night gradually falls, the lights of the city are lit up one by one, illuminating the dark earth into a field that never sleeps, and the continuous lights are all over the city and outside, and Quang Nam City under the darkness is like a paradise.
However, even at noon, there is still darkness, and there is a shadow behind the prosperity of this city.
After nine o'clock, a cool breeze blew from nowhere, the stars and moon in the sky were obscured by dark clouds, a few thunders sounded, and a drizzle of rain fell like silk, and the whole city resounded.
In the rain, people's nightlife was greatly affected, and the nightlife, which originally lasted until one or two o'clock, also slowly ended, and the streets and alleys became deserted.
"Whew! This damn weather can change, but fortunately it is not raining heavily, otherwise Lao Tzu would have been drenched in soup. In front of the community next to the overpass at the south entrance of Guangnan, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy held a one-meter-long steel bar and shouted bad luck.
"But it's also good that the weather is raining, and the neighborhood and the streets are very deserted, so it's also good for me to do things."
Thinking of doing things, the young man tightened the steel bar, his eyes were full of excitement, his breathing became short, and his spirit, which was originally low because of the rain, suddenly became uplifted, and he faintly entered a state of fanaticism.
He carefully looked at a camera next to the exit of the community, looked carefully, and then swaggered out from below, this camera had already been broken by him with a slingshot, and he didn't expect that it had not been repaired for so long.
"Just those stupid public security officers in the community, as far as the efficiency of the public security system is concerned, ha, Luha!"
Walk slowly under the overpass. A wanton smile appeared on the boy's face. in the shadows. With a brisk pace, he began to search for his prey.
He knew that there were many people in the city who did not have a house to live in, and who could not even afford to rent a house, and they often spent the night under this flyover, but these people were becoming fewer and fewer.
Nowadays, the real estate industry is very prosperous, and houses are being built everywhere, so that there is a shortage of labor. The wages of migrant workers are rising gradually, which is no worse than that of white-collar workers in the city, and now Guangnan, as long as they are willing to exert their strength, they can move bricks to the construction site for thousands a month.
It was much easier to make money than it used to be, which led to a huge decrease in the number of people who spent the night under the overpass, and now there are only a few wandering beggars who don't want to do anything.
"Wandering beggar!" Thinking of such an image, a trace of hatred flashed in the young man's eyes, and he was even more excited: "Such a person should not exist in the world at all." ”
Silently walk around under the huge overpass. Twenty minutes later, the boy's footsteps stopped. Hiding in a shadow, he watched carefully at a mattress not far away.
A large number of tattered clothes and other duffel bags were piled up around the mat, and on the mat, a man with tattered clothes and long hair and beard was lying on it humming a song, and I don't know what good things had happened to Lu Dao.
"Humph! Still singing, singing, ha, singing, I'll soon make you can't even cry! ”
The boy looked around and saw that the homeless man was alone here, and there were no other people around, but they were all far away from here.
And according to his experience, when he is doing things, even if others see it, most of them will only watch from a distance, and when he does it, what will these people do except run away in fear?
With a cold snort, the young man took the steel bar and swaggered forward.
"Today's harvest is good, there are more than 300 yuan, haluha, as long as the lower face is pulled one by one, it is much easier than the work on the construction site!"
"If there is this harvest every day, then the money for the son and daughter to study will not be bad, and the mother-in-law and the old lady will not worry about the illness and have no money to treat, alas!"
Thinking of the sons and daughters of the family, as well as the mother-in-law and the old lady, the man sitting on the mat sighed.
"The son and daughter only thought that his father was helping people to run construction sites outside and make a lot of money, if they knew that his father was shameless and begged along the street like this, I don't know what they would think!"
In a trance, he laughed again: "It doesn't matter what he thinks, what he thinks, I am also a father, for you all to get on this job, you have all become beggars, if you dare to be unfilial to me, see that I don't break your dog's legs." ”
"Whatever, these days, smiling at the poor and not smiling at the prostitutes, those women in the village, some of them have gone out to work to earn a lot of money, they haven't even gone to school much, what kind of money can they make, and they don't open their legs and wait for someone to send money?"
"I'm more faceless than they are, hehe." Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Ha Luha, you still have the heart to sing, it looks like you have a good harvest today!" A cold voice came, accompanied by the sound of sneakers stomping on the ground.
He hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw a young man walking towards him as if he had something in his hand.
"Who is this man?"
"Sting!" The boy lifted the guy and slashed vigorously on the concrete floor, and the steel bar touched the ground, pulling out an old spark, which instantly illuminated the gloomy underneath the overarch.
The man on the mat shuddered and looked at the visitor in horror.
"Humph! Have you heard of Brother Gang? The young man asked coldly, the tip of the steel bar in his hand was on the ground, making a rhythmic tap, and an inexplicable pressure was slowly released with the words.
"Shhh Listening to the young man's words, the man gasped, how could Brother Gang not know how to say that Brother Gang was the leader of the beggar gang in this area, and all the beggars in the entire area had to pay tribute to him.
A wandering beggar like him, the reason why he wanders is actually to change places with a shot, and he doesn't want to give him the hard-earned money he has begged for with a local snake like Brother Gang.
The man's breathing became heavy, his eyes were full of horror, and for a moment his forehead was covered with sweat.
"Zhilu said that this is Brother Gang's territory, and you dare to come over." The young man shouted, swung the steel bar violently, and swung at the man with his head and face.
"Ahh The long steel bar smashed quickly and the man, and in just one moment, the intense pain made him shrink into a ball, and he screamed in pain. But the boy didn't stop at all. Two hard hits in quick succession hit his arm that instinctively protected his body. Then he stepped forward and kicked him violently, knocking him over in a ball.
"Is Zhilu wrong?" The boy stopped, put the steel bars on the ground, and looked fiercely at the man who was in pain on the ground.
"Whew...... Call! In the shadows in the distance, a rapid breath sounded, and through the faintly refracted light beside her, a woman and the man behind her could be faintly seen.
The woman gasped sharply. The man stood behind her, his hands around her lower abdomen, gently rubbing it, and resting his head from behind her shoulders to gently suck her earballs.
At this time, the man stopped and whispered in her ear: "Zhou Qing, do you see it?" This young man's name is Mo Yu, and his favorite thing to do on weekdays is to pretend to be the leader of the beggar gang and use it as a deterrent to rob these wandering beggars. ”
"Not only did he rob them, but he would kill them with extreme cruelty. The day before yesterday, it was said on the Internet that a homeless man was stabbed through the anus by a steel-like object, and his intestines were pierced through his stomach. The death was tragic. ”
"Sir, isn't the Beggar Gang something that only exists in martial arts novels?"
"Zhou Qing, this beggar gang is not the beggar gang in martial arts novels, but an underworld organization that controls a group of beggars and coerces beggars to work for him to make money."
"He has a large group of beggars in his hands, begging on the street and flyover through various means every day, or going door to door to find shops to beg.
"Most of the income from these beggars is summed up in the managers of this beggar gang, think about it, what a lot of wealth it is, this young man's brother is the beginning of this piece, but he is a rich man who can live in millions of villas!"
"Since the money comes so quickly in this business, of course he will not allow someone to come to his territory, and he will hit the homeless beggar very hard, this young man pretending to be Brother Gang's person to deter the homeless, that is to find the right pulse."
"Directly scared the other party into not daring to resist, was beaten by him and lost the ability to resist, and then calmly robbed his money, and then brutally tortured and killed, depending on his proficiency, he is far from the first."
"Zhou Qing, what you have to do now is to kill him."
"Whew!" Zhou Qing shuddered, Wang Li's hand quietly went down into the jungle stream, and gently picked it up: "You know that I am not a mortal, if you want to follow me and be my woman, you must not be an ordinary woman." ”
"I need to see a powerful Zhou Qing, you go and kill him, kill him like the people you have killed these days, release the powerful side of your heart, and make yourself strong."
"Whew!" Zhou Qing's breathing became rapid, and there was a rumbling sound in her throat.
In this excitement, her eyes became extremely calm, Wang Li stared, what he wanted was this state, the killing machine in forbearance, the thunder in still water, once released, it was unimaginably powerful for ordinary people.
At this time, Zhou Qing had killing intent, but he was not controlled by the killing intent, but entered an extremely calm state, and began to mobilize all the resources he could currently control, so as to exert his wisdom and strength far beyond the usual super level.
Being controlled by killing thoughts is a demon, and in this situation, being able to rationally control all your own killing thoughts for your own use, exert all your strength, and achieve your own goals, this is not a demon, but a Buddha who kills.
The so-called Buddha and the devil are just a thought, the demon is reckless and cannot control himself, the Buddha is to obey the ape for his own use, but to go straight on the road to seek the true scriptures.
Since Zhou Qing killed Wang Juan's three people, Wang Li has seen the seed of consciousness in her heart, and she has been deliberately inducing and cultivating it these days, and now, this seed has become more and more mature.
And when this seed grows into a towering tree under the killing intent, and the flowers of killing fill her state of mind, it is the beginning of her entering the Dao.
Zhou Qing's seed of physical and mental enlightenment, which is elaborated from the depths of his heart from the inside out under certain circumstances, is the seed of Bodhi and the seed of the Dao, and as long as it is cultivated properly, its growth rate is far from being comparable to others.
Like Wang Zhengyi, who relies on long-term vague persistence to achieve will cohesion, I am afraid that he will soon be left behind by this Zhou Qing.
"What kind of surprise will you bring me today?"
Feeling the vitality of the seeds in the depths of Zhou Qing's heart, Wang Li recalled Zhou Qing's several killings he had carefully selected in the past few days, and these killings were extremely exciting. (To be continued.) )