The night wind blows, and the clouds in the sky slowly converge, flow, drift, and converge again.

Ah Wu raised his head and stared blankly at the cold moon that appeared in the night sky, he didn't know how long he had been standing like this, he didn't even know why he was standing in this place, and when he realized this, he finally leveled his gaze and looked around.

It was a small parking lot, surrounded by two or three damaged and abandoned cars, and behind him was an old commercial building—he was no stranger to it.

"Hmm..." He looked at the exit of the parking lot, and was about to walk, when he suddenly felt a strange sensation of pain mixed with tingling and itching in his lower back and abdomen, plus a strange feeling of swinging.

In the moonlight, he pulled open his patterned shirt stained with dried blood, and saw a large crack about ten centimeters wide around his waist, and the rotten flesh at the edge of the crack rolled up, and a large section of intestines stained with black-brown blood hung out.

The strange feeling of wobbling came from the intestines hanging outside the body.

", where is this? How so? Ah Wu panicked at this time, and the vulgar mantra was habitually blurted out, and he saw that his hands and arms were covered with bruises, abrasions, and bruises, and his whole body was torn and dirty, and he was not particularly surprised by his appearance—it was nothing more than a severe beating.

In the past 20 years of his life, he has become like this, or let others become like this, there are too many times to count, but this is the first time that even his intestines are hanging outside his body.

"Who did it?" he couldn't remember who brought him here and beat him like this. He searched his mind for the enemy, but he couldn't remember any of them, the faces of those people were blurry, and he could only vaguely recall that at some point, day or night, he had chased and fought with people.

He took a step, the intestines around his waist swayed with his steps, and the pain and tingling sensation was even worse, even more than the pain, which made him very uncomfortable, like the uncomfortable feeling of kneeling for a long time and his legs being numb, and then rubbing vigorously.

A cold wind blew, brushing through his intestines and into the crack in his waist, making him feel even more uncomfortable. Ah Wu gritted his teeth, pinched his intestines, and trembled back into the breach in his waist. The intestines were soft and soft, not elastic at all, he felt indescribably strange, and when he saw the dried blood stains on his hands, he thought that the hole in his stomach should make him bleed a lot, but at this time, the hole and the intestines did not have a drop of blood.

He looked back not far away, and there was a dark stain on the ground, which he thought was bloodstained.

Or is the blood already drained?

He felt a strange sense of fear, and for a moment he didn't want to think about it, so he pressed his hand on the hole in his waist and walked out of the parking lot quickly.

Outside the parking lot was a winding alley, and he walked around the alley for a long time, and when he came to a slightly more lively place, he met pedestrians on the road, as well as some late-night vendors such as lo-mei and salt-crispy chicken.

Ah Wu walked with his head bowed quickly, not daring to look at the passers-by, he felt that he was too embarrassed now.

A burst of red and blue flashing lights suddenly lit up behind him, causing him to suddenly increase his alertness and speed up his pace to walk into the nearest alley to him.

Passing was a police car.

"Die." He poked his head out of the alley, glared hatefully at the departing police car, and opened his mouth to curse a string of eighteen words of expletiveness.

He saw that the police car was not turning the corner at the corner of the street, and then slipped out of the alley, and the chaotic scenes flashed in his mind, and he tried to think of something, but he only remembered that one night, it seemed that he was going to take something to the parking lot and give it to someone.

Not long after the police car was gone, several heavy motorcycles slowly drove out of the dark alley, and several motorcyclists were also dodging the patrolling police cars, laughing at each other and shouting at the police before leaving.

Ah Wu swallowed as he watched the departing convoy, his expertise telling him which of the heavy motorcycles were more expensive in the market, and which of them was easier to get his hands on...

He vaguely remembered that night, he had brought to the parking lot an expensive heavy motorcycle, which was to be handed over to a certain big brother on the road with whom he had traded several times.

"Brother Dog... Brother Pi?" Ah Wu can't remember the name of this big brother, and he can't remember what this big brother looks like, but he clearly knows that he doesn't like this guy, and he can even be said to be quite disgusted with him, but whenever this big brother needs a batch of "new goods", Ah Wu will still bring the "goods" to the place designated by the big brother on time in exchange for payment.

"Did I sin against him and be done by him?"

Ah Wu stopped, stared at the window of the car parked on the side of the street, and was really startled to see his broken face in the reflection, there was a serious wound on his forehead, stained red, it was a depression and crack, he reached out and touched it lightly, the same was a slight soreness mixed with a slight itching, some pictures suddenly flashed in his mind, and he remembered that this breach was smashed by a big man holding a brick.

"Damn, Leopard, I'll get it back." Ah Wu then remembered that the big man was called "Ah Leopard", whether it was the right-hand man who didn't know whether he was called Brother Dog or Brother Pi, and the instructions on what kind of cars the big brother wanted recently and where to deliver them were all passed on to him by Ah Leopard.

"Hmph, I've invited you to drink a few times in vain, and it's really heavy..." Ah Wu touched the serious bruises on his face, his eye circles were swollen a lot, his cheeks were also swollen, his lips were cracked, and the black-brown spots of blood were all over his face, Ah Wu looked at this tragic appearance in the reflection of the car window, and even he felt unbearable to see it.

Ah Wu touched the wounds on his face, and gradually remembered that night he let five or six of his subordinates who didn't know what to call him surround him, beating like sandbags, and kept fighting, beating and beating.

Ah Wu tilted his head and thought, he couldn't figure it out, didn't he lead the car to that brother? Why was he beaten, and for what? What happened after the beating? Why are you still standing straight and looking at the moon?

"It's really weak, I was beaten to amnesia..."

There was a feeling in the reflection of the car window and in the air around him, a thought he had noticed but didn't want to admit. He lifted his shirt again, looked at the big crack on his waist that was more than ten centimeters, and reached out to press around the crack, causing the intestine to fall out again. He looked at the dry and soft intestines, and muttered, "No... ”

"! How can it be? Ah Wu began to panic, he pinched his face for a while, patted his body for a while, and still felt the touch and a slight pain, which made him feel that he might not be dead yet.