Can you believe Lao Lin's words? Although he is my dad. Listening to Lao Lin talk so much, I felt like I had come to another world. The world was completely different from my previous time, and it was as if I had walked into a nightmare and didn't know when I would wake up. One of me, who had just started college, fell from heaven to hell on a bright autumn morning and a blizzard afternoon. I don't know why, Lao Lin took his own son to a completely different, bloody, vicious, dangerous and trap-ridden world. I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see everything around me, I didn't want to see Lao Lin. But in the foggy darkness, I remembered caviar.

One day she came to school wearing a new pair of shoes, and when she came to class, it was obviously unnatural, and her feet kept twisting and turning. Caviar's family background should be bad, I heard several girls in the class talk about her behind her back. The clothes she wore were a bit rustic and old, and poor me was the hazy impulse of adolescence to steal some of the clothes my mother didn't wear and give them to her. But after all, I didn't have the courage to do this, so I took advantage of those peach-colored fantasies in my head, and I pretended to follow her unintentionally after school, and I was almost at her door as I walked, and I now have to admit that I was in a state at the time, and I would still blush if I did have a little meaning for her, but at that time there was an urge to reveal the mystery of a mystery novel. Just then she flashed, and suddenly disappeared.

I couldn't find her when I looked around, it was a crossroads in an alley, and I think she was probably aware of my stalking, maybe scared, maybe vigilant. The only thing I didn't think of was the following one.

Suddenly, I heard her call. It's like someone covering your mouth and suddenly breaking free and screaming with all your might, and then being violently covered with your mouth tight.

I panicked and looked around for her. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face and a fierce face dragged her out of the back of a truck. When this man saw me, he was not nervous at all, but glared at me fiercely, meaning, little cub, run away. Otherwise, they will be taken away with you.

Caviar's face was flushed, and the man's arms were thick and strong, strangled around her neck. She was carrying a school bag, the books in the bag were about to fall out, new white sneakers were dragging on the ground, and the trouser legs were exposing her ankles, white.

I threw away my bag, picked up a rock, and threw myself at the man.

I was hit the back, and the beard turned around, let go of the caviar, and slapped me in the face, slapping me so much that my nosebleed instantly.

At this moment, Caviar suddenly shouted loudly with a crying voice, don't fight, he's my father.

This accidental acquaintance made me very embarrassed. The straightforward fantasy in the young man's heart was soon shattered by this magical adventure, and I was a little embarrassed. It turned out that she stole his father's money that day and sold a new pair of shoes, and at the same time as she spoke, his father took the opportunity to kick me hard after a slap, and I was kicked so far that I almost broke my ribs. I beat her up, and according to her, it was because of Yu Zipei's complaint. The well-mannered father-in-law I once thought was just like a soap bubble bursting in the sun. Caviar didn't thank me for this, but avoided it. We are also careful to avoid inadvertent physical contact during class. At that time, I really wanted to be a policeman when I grew up, and I would catch old fish and fry them. I heard that the owner of the garden was particularly concerned about the cabbage that grew a little bigger, and the pigs who wandered around outside were considered to have learned it. In fact, at that time, I definitely didn't go to steal cabbage, just like him, I was also a person who fertilized the soil. It's a pity that it's been a long time coming. Now I don't want to listen to famous paintings or artworks, I just want to lie down and rest.

A box of cigarettes had been smoked, and Lao Lin's face was full of tiredness. When I was almost done, I stood up first and asked Lao Lin to open the box for me to see. Lao Lin snorted and did not speak. I don't know what that means.

After a while, he stood up, found an angular stone in the ditch beside him, picked it up, weighed it, and handed it to me. I didn't know what he was going to do, and I squinted at him. He said, "Go, smash the driver's face so that no one will recognize him."

I was so scared that I was trembling, should I be so vicious? This is something I would never dare to do. Lao Lin said loudly, everyone wants to kill you, you are afraid of a fart.

I don't dare. Lao Lin said angrily, stupid bird. He snatched the stone from my hand and walked towards the corpse. I turned my back and felt that Lao Lin was a bad wolf.

What no one could have imagined was that as soon as Lao Lin walked over, he shouted in a hurried voice, come quickly. , ran away.

The body was gone. In the fight just now, I didn't actually become the main force, the man was very agile to dodge my fist, but my participation obviously gave Lao Lin a chance, he took the opportunity to grab the dagger and stab the driver a lot. At one point, which was supposed to be the deadliest, I saw blood spurting onto my pants. But who would have thought that sometimes human life is so tenacious.

When we describe Boston in The Hague, Paris, the body was either resurrected, stolen, or hidden. Lao Lin has been a policeman, and I thought he should have confirmed that the driver had hung up, so he was relieved to rest boldly for so long.

Lao Lin ordered me to look around, but we both knew that it was mostly in vain. Lao Lin said that this person also has a female accomplice, and that one is definitely not his wife. I kept an eye on them when I first got on the plane. I thought to myself, if that's the case, then if we don't come here, there will be nothing. Lao Lin didn't speak, the mountains were uneven, and he panted and searched.

Not to be found, there were no visible traces, and the bloodstains were gone in just a few steps. At this time, Lao Lin was seven or eight meters away from me, he looked around, and then was about to go to the river to wash his hands and face, suddenly, a stick hit his back accurately, with great force, Lao Lin was beaten and rolled into the river, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The foreign woman, who came out from behind a big rock, with a wooden stick the thickness of her arm, smiled at me and smiled kindly. I didn't know her name at the time, but I knew that the terrible was surrounding me like sunshine, and Lao Lin and I could not escape the disaster. She laughed because my pants were wet.

Then she put away her smile, and the teasing of her prey ended there. With a stick in his hand and a whistle in his mouth, he staggered towards me. I quickly tried to pick up a rock to hit her, but just as I was bending down, the stick that had just hit Lao Lin struck me in the back.