The fat man took care of his wound and hurried back to the dormitory. The blood had already stained his clothes red. Of course, the fat man who loves stinky beauty has to go back and change out of this bloody clothes.

After such a toss, I didn't feel sleepy. Although there were no classes in the afternoon, I went to the library anyway. It is said that knowledge changes fate, whether this sentence is true or not, for ordinary people like me, I can only believe it.

I studied economics, but I finished the books in my major in less than a month. I don't dare to call myself a top student, because my learning efficiency is also forced out by reality. In addition to studying, I also have to work part-time to make money because I am short of money. In more than a year of college, I sent home 50,000 yuan, and I saved more than 30,000 yuan.

Many years ago, my father's business was also booming, catching up with the tide of reform and opening up, and he had tens of millions of family assets after years of hard work. My childhood life was worry-free, but then an accident turned into a debt overnight. From then on, I spent money like water, and suddenly became an iron rooster. I never told anyone around me about it, so no one understood my sudden change, and I didn't need anyone to understand.

The fat man's family is very good, and the strength of his family is not comparable to the strength of my father back then. The rich second-generation son, who was supposed to spend all his time drinking, became a miser who was detained and searched under the strict control of his father. Sometimes they even go part-time with me to earn money. Come to think of it, if I was the same as the fat man now, maybe I would still be a rich second generation now.

The past is like smoke, and when I was looking for books in the library, the past flashed through my mind.

After finding a plain copy of the Diamond Sutra, I found a window seat and sat down. I don't believe in Buddhism, if I had to say a religion, then I would choose Taoism. The reason why I wanted to read the Buddhist scriptures was because I realized that I had been a little short-tempered lately, and I wanted to calm my mind.

On the yellowed cover, the handwritten "Vajra Prajna Jackfruit Sutra" in a black frame stands on one side, and the white binding line has been eroded by time and has been dyed dusty. No wonder there is a saying that "always wipe diligently, don't make dust." "It seems that even Buddhist scriptures cannot escape the red dust.

"If I heard it, the Buddha was in the country for a while,... "The scriptures are translated into Chinese, but they are all in traditional Chinese, and it seems that they were published and printed relatively early, or they are copies of the earlier versions. Although I have read a lot of books, this is the first time I have read Buddhist scriptures. After reading a few pages, the content of the sutra is like a narrative narrative. I couldn't find the rhythm and beauty of the monks in the temple.

One afternoon, I read the scriptures like a jujube. I have a general impression of the contents, but if you want to learn any Dharma from it, I am afraid that it will not be possible to do it in a while.

"Buzz...", at this point, the mobile phone in the pocket of the clothes vibrates. Every time I go to the library, my phone is set to vibrate.

I looked at the caller ID, it was Xiaoqian calling. Seeing that there were still many people in the library, I didn't answer, got up and put the book back in its place, took my phone out of the library, and called her again. "Toot toot.." rang a few times, and Xiaoqian answered the phone.

"Come here, in the evening," she said with a smile in her voice. It was a sound that made most men feel numb when they heard it.

"Okay," I replied calmly and hung up.

Xiaoqian is my girlfriend or lover. People are beautiful, and they have money. Originally, an ordinary person like me would not have had a chance to enter her life, but by chance I saved her. It was when she first entered college, because of her family's situation, so she offended a lot of people, she came here to go to college, and on the way, she was targeted by the enemy family and planned to kidnap her. In the underground passage of the train station, I hardened more than a dozen big men and staged a heroic rescue of the United States, and I was stabbed twice and almost lost my life. disabled the three people on the other side, all of whom were dealt with by Xiaoqian's father in the aftermath. Since then, I have become a quasi-son-in-law approved by Xiaoqian's father, and my relationship with Xiaoqian is logical.

Originally, I listened to and resisted this kind of love affair with a huge gap in identity and family status, and I didn't want to end up with a dragon and a phoenix, but the reality made people have to bow their heads, I need money, her family is rich, and his father is interested in my kung fu. It's just that the kung fu of more than ten years since childhood is finally a little useful. Now his father gives me 1,500 yuan a month for living expenses, which is very important to me.

I just got downstairs to Xiaoqian's house with my 28 bars, and I didn't have time to catch my breath. The phone ringtone came to me again, I thought it was Xiaoqian waiting in a hurry, and took out the phone to see that the screen was showing an unfamiliar number.

I thought it was a sales call, but I picked it up angrily, and said "Hey", and a dull voice from a strange man came from the earpiece, "Boy, go to a certain machine tool factory in thirty minutes, and collect the body of your fat buddy when it's late." ”

"Hey, who are you, hey... "I haven't spoken yet, the other party has hung up." I called again and told them that the phone had been turned off.

I quickly opened the map and searched for the machine tool factory he mentioned, and saw that it was twenty kilometers away from me. I could only run down the road while calling Xiaoqian, telling him about my situation here, and saying that I would go back to her later.

Hung up the phone, stopped a taxi, and asked him to drive directly to the machine tool factory, on the way I kept thinking about whether to call the police, thinking about it again and again, I still didn't dare. At that time, I was still young, and I had experienced little in society in general, and I was really afraid that if I called the police, the other party would chop up the fat man. Looking back now, my ideas are still not mature enough.

Looking at the time on my phone, in twenty-three minutes, I was at the place. The grass in the machine tool factory is very high, and in some places it is even taller than people, and it has been abandoned for a long time at a glance. I climbed through the door and cautiously walked inside, keeping an eye on my surroundings.

Suddenly, I heard a slight sound in the grass behind me, I knew that there were people in the grass, but I deliberately pretended not to find it, or walked in, suddenly a strong wind hit behind, slightly tilted my head, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black shadow behind me jumping high, holding a stick in his hand and smashing it down on my head, just at the moment when the stick was about to hit my head, I turned my head sideways, the stick pressed against my face, a stick smashed into the air, the black shadow couldn't contain its strength, stumbled forward, the stick smashed to the ground, I jumped up quickly, slammed my left foot on the stick, and kicked my right foot in the stomach with a side kick that went straight to the shadow's stomach. The shadow was caught off guard and kicked in the head, and I rushed up with a lunge and stepped on him with my leg.

Untie the black shadow's trouser belt, tie his hands, strangle his neck and let him lead the way, and soon come to a deserted workshop inside. There were several low-degree incandescent lamps in the workshop, glowing dimly, and under the light stood five or six men in black T-shirts, as well as the ones who went to school during the day. The fat man was shirtless and tied to a worn wooden chair.

"Hurry up, what are you doing here?" Seeing me walk in, the fat man shouted at the top of his voice.

Looking at the few people standing behind the fat man, I didn't speak. The man I caught was the first to shout, "Big brother, save me and kill this little arm cub." ”

I slammed my knee on the man's lower back, and he fell to the ground in pain. He was still scolding and swearing, but I ignored him.

"Kill people to pay for your life, pay off debts, boy, if you don't pay off the money today, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door."