Chapter 659: Greed and Hatred (3)
When he heard the news, he broke down on the spot, and he asked people to advertise everywhere and reward the marriage compound company, but it was useless, she was like a white cloud in the sky, blown away by the strong wind without a trace.
Missing, self-blame, countless sad emotions poured into the heart of the sorrow, the heart is like a knife, the first day is like a year, if the first life has a little unwillingness and regret, then this life is completely obsessed.
The mixed-race child is older, he is old, he was originally in his fifties and gray hair because of his daily sorrows, many people said that he was too persistent, and he was waiting for her to come back, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that she couldn't come back.
"She's old and tired of playing, and she'll come back." He always said this, but the sarcastic voice in his heart said, "That's because people are old and decrepit, and no one wants them." ”
"That's fine, let's spend the rest of our lives together." Suddenly, he thought again.
There has been no news of the goddess, the population has moved south, the county town has been abandoned, many people say that the matchmaker or persuasion person came to let him go, he refused, in order to show that he was not looking at the matchmaker who stepped on the door, he bought this community of his home, changed it into a temple, and wrote on the city wall every day that the goddess is good, the goddess's memories, I am afraid that one day the photos will fade, the mobile phone will be scrapped, and the memory will be forgotten.
It was not until the walls were mottled that the mixed-race children led their children and a group of licking dogs past here, and they looked at them silently and passed away.
When he opened his eyes again, he felt that his nasal bone was very painful, which belonged to the kind of pain that was broken, which aroused a nameless fire in his heart, especially the encounter in the previous life was too wretched, which made him see the big eyes of the copper bell on the opposite side and couldn't help but shout angrily, "What are you worried about!" Miracle of force, this miracle is mine!"
"Huh? What am I talking about? After saying this, he was confused, but his confusion does not mean that the person on the other side is confused, and after hearing what he said, the eyes of several reckless men on the opposite side suddenly stood up, "What the hell!" him!"
He was attacked instantly, but fortunately, the autonomy of his body did not disappear completely, and his brain was slowly mixed with memories, and he began to breed anger.
Boxing sticks, and they were completely scuffled together, and the memories gradually became clear, he seemed to be a lonely, old, sick and dead, belonging to the kind of person who has no family, no job, and is still sick, and has to rely on drugs every day to live like this, that is, when he dies, no one cares except for the corpse collector.
After a fight, he was defeated, and no amount of skill could withstand the fragility of his body and the cramped room, and he was finally thrown out like a dead dog.
"Don't think that you can take anything here for the sake of your eldest brother's injury, you think you're so old!" The reckless man inside said angrily, his eyes couldn't help but shine with danger.
Coughing and slowly getting up from the ground, he picked up a stone from the ground and looked at the people, "Go on." ”
"it!" The reckless man scolded and rushed over, and without the help of his companions, he was killed again.
"Go on." After a pause, he spoke, then got up again.
"it!" The reckless man will go up and beat him again.
"Forget it, kill and rot a place, give him a box of medicine, and give him another 300 yuan to buy gauze." One of the people in the room said loudly, "You can leave where you are, I plan to leave this place in the future, don't come again." ”
When the reckless man heard this, he threw three hundred yuan to Yang Se, and someone inside moved a box of potions to treat the lungs, and the man put the medicine in Yang Se's hand, "Who do you blame for this, how do you know that the knife is so clever and cut on your nerves." ”
"If I don't block it, the knife will wipe the eldest brother's neck, and he will do this to me?" He asked in pain.
"When I came, one person sent three hundred, and you were the leader and gave you two packs of Huazi, both of which were paid." The man sighed, "You can't say it if you come here again." ”
"This is righteousness." His chest heaved and his voice was disappointed, and he dragged himself into the distance with the box, "I should have done something for three hundred yuan at that time." ”
"So what, why don't you take back your eldest brother's life?" The man said behind his back, and then laughed.
Hearing this, he turned his head slowly, and the fierce gaze in his eyes startled the man, but then he turned his head away and slowly left the place.
"Do you say that the boss is a little too stingy, no matter what people say, they will help him block the knife." Said the clerk who was hiding from a distance to peek at the situation.
"You're crazy and dare to slander the boss, do you want to do this salesman's job?" Another clerk hurriedly said nervously.
",." The clerk said hurriedly when he heard this, and then looked around in fear, but fortunately there was no one nearby.
He took the medicine back to the rental house, the room was dim, and the walls were plastered with posters of various old movies, he put the box on the table, and then picked up a bottle of medicine and drank it.
"Whew~" relieved his physical discomfort, sat down in a chair decadently, and began to receive all his memories.
"In addition to having a bad temper, no culture, and being sick, there is actually salvation." Touching the injuries on his body, he said, "As for these, it's good to take care of them." ”
Sometimes the imagination is good, but the reality is very bad, the physical injuries did get better after two weeks, but the other diseases really didn't, and after two weeks, the box of medicine was gone.
"Lie down any more and go into the ground." He said with his consciousness propped up, and then got up and went out to look for a job, he wanted to live for himself, be strong, and not think that life was boring.
He went to a security company, a job that was low-paying but quick to get started, but was assigned to a job and got into a quarrel with a customer and was fired.
He went to the car company again, fortunately he could drive, but because he met a ruffian while transporting goods, he got into a fight with someone, and lost his job.
He went to the sales company and sold products door to door, but he became addicted to drugs, which made people humiliated, and he was so angry that he reasoned with the other party, and he started to do it after commenting, and then beat people to death.
He fled, went to the black factory, and hid there trying to live, enduring the pain every day, but when he was about to open a fund, he informed the pressure of the capital, he felt that he was going to be tortured to death, and his spirit collapsed in complete despair.
He needed money, so he went online to find a borrowing company, but most of the borrowing companies were fake, not only deceived him of the deposit, but also threatened him if he didn't lend, and the anger hidden in his heart broke out again.
He gave up his job, looked up the address on the Internet, picked up the train and went to the company overnight, and at dawn he connected the threatening phone call and was sure that it was the other party calling, so he took out the kitchen knife in his hand and raised the knife in his hand.
The police car honked, he was still chopping there, he was very painful in his heart, he was tormented by illness and medicine together, looking back on the past is always enough, how good it would be if he lived a dull life.
Sooner or later, you have to pay it back, is it the retribution of the past for yourself like this?
Bang~ A bullet ended his life of sin.
Like the magician in the corner, the magician in the corner.
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