Chapter 39: A Black Street of One Man
Passers-by just watched in silence.
No one stepped forward.
Even when the monkey gets closer to them, it will take two steps back.
Even if you hear the monkey's begging.
Until...
"I... I'll send you! ”
A young girl with a delicate face, who was only about twenty years old, bit her lip, walked out of the crowd with fear and trembling, and pushed her battery car.
"Thanks..."
"Thank you..."
At this time, the monkey's wheezing became more and more intense.
Looking at the girl with lost eyes, she smiled reluctantly, her face as pale as paper.
The girl didn't dare to look into the monkey's eyes.
Just lowered his head, tremblingly helped the monkey up and put it on the battery car, covered with blood.
Looking at the blood stains on her clothes, the girl seemed to be even more frightened.
It took several times to sit on the battery car and start successfully.
"You... You don't fall. ”
She said nervously.
"To... Before going to the Black Street..."
"I'm not going to die..."
The monkey said weakly, smiling self-deprecatingly.
At this moment, he only felt great sadness and irony.
At the last moment of his life, the only reinforcement he could think of and trust was...
It's the black street that everyone hates, including the one he hated a few days ago.
In front of the glowing city lord's mansion and the muddy black street...
He will note...
Crushed on the black street.
And, without any hesitation.
"Huh?"
"There is a situation!"
"Notify HQ!"
At the entrance of the black street, looking at the blood-stained monkey, the expressions of the two passers-by sitting on the bench changed, and they suddenly got up and took out their mobile phones.
The girl, on the other hand, looked at the rumored place of sin, gritted her teeth, and rushed in.
"Huh?"
"This guy is a little familiar."
As he went deeper, a passer-by on Center Street looked at the monkey and raised an eyebrow.
"The people from the infirmary, I went out with Tong Tong in the morning!"
"Where's Tong Tong?"
"!"
The other person subconsciously responded, and then, as if thinking of something, his expression changed suddenly, and he chased wildly to the place where the battery car left.
"Monkey!"
"Where's Tong Tong!"
He asked with a low growl.
"Was... Caught... up..."
The monkey sat at the back of the battery car, his body had become a little stiff, but his hands were firmly on the girl's waist and he muttered.
He couldn't see who was in front of him, and everything was just an instinctive response.
The running passer-by paused, his face became extremely ugly, as if he was hesitating something, and finally walked towards the west street without saying a word.
Unconsciously, the killing intent on his body was already boiling.
"To... It's here..."
"Navigation and positioning, that is... Here it is. ”
The battery car stops.
The girl's voice trembled and she carefully got off the battery car.
At this moment, the monkey's eyes were closed, and his breathing was extremely weak.
He struggled to open his eyes and said in a voice that he could only hear, "Thanks... Thank you..."
"I... I was supposed to put... I'll leave the money to you..."
"But Tong Tong... To heal the sick. ”
The girl shook her head in a panic, carefully supported the monkey, sat at the door of the steps of the medical hall, looked at the closed door of the medical hall, and then returned to the battery car, accelerated away, and her back was so flustered.
But even so, she was still stronger than everyone present.
"Crazy... Maniac..."
The monkey leaned against the doorway, using its head instead of its hands, and kept banging on the door of the infirmary, making a dull sound.
No one responded.
"Steal... Steal out to play..."
"Without ... Take me. ”
"Take me, I'll... You don't have to die..."
"A big... Big man, in that case, who... Who would bear to lose ... Leave him behind..."
"Qiushui, Imperial City, East Ertiao Street..."
"But... It's a pity..."
The monkey seemed to return to the light, became a little refreshed, staggered to his feet, dipped his fingers in the blood on his clothes, and wrote laboriously on the door of the medical hall...
"Little Cleaning"
"Caught"
"Dangerous"
By the time I wrote the last word, it was already very messy.
If you don't identify it carefully, you can't see it at all.
But the monkey smiled, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he looked around with a blurred vision, and finally his eyes fell on the ordinary chair that was placed at the entrance of the medical hall, and finally staggered over and sat down on it.
"Basking in the sun..."
"I'm going to bask in the sun..."
"It's... I don't want to die..."
"I'm so scared of death..."
"However, I didn't expect to be in the most ... Last minute... When.. became an immortal. ”
He reached out and fumbled in the pocket of his clothes, finally grabbing the bank card that he had picked up at some point, clutching it tightly, gasping for air.
At this moment, the heat flow in the body completely dissipates.
"Tong Tong !!"
"Caught !!"
"Dangerous !!"
At the last moment of life, the monkey sits on a chair and utters a deathbed, final cry!!
Voices echoed through the silent streets.
His head, too, was completely planted at this moment.
The arm hung down in mid-air.
Blood continued to flow down his fingertips on the ground, and the newly added chair in the medical hall was completely stained red...
Bright...
Scarlet...
As usual, the sun shone on the chair and shone on the monkey.
As if nothing had changed.
It's like...
Everything changes.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that at this moment, the corners of the monkey's mouth are still with... The last smile.
There is no ferocity in the past.
It's just that...
A simple smile.
He knew that as long as the news reached the black street...
Tong Tong...
Liveable.
……
With the monkey's shout, one door after another opened, and the light of the door converged on the medical hall, converging on the monkey and the blood-red text on the door.
Speechless.
It was as if at this moment, the mute button was pressed on Center Street.
The next second...
A fat man in a chef's uniform silently turned around and returned to the room, and when he came out again, he was already holding a heavy kitchen knife in his hand, showing his edge under the reflection of the sun.
"I said..."
"I will never go out of the dark street again in this life..."
In the teahouse, the old man sighed, with a complicated look on his face, silently picked up the crutches leaning against the door, and tidied up his whitened robe that had already been washed.
"Storyteller, go all directions..."
"Blood from all sides..."
"The Quartet is ridiculous..."
He just bent his back and walked slowly towards the black street, step by step, on crutches.
Under the flyover.
"I... It's just a thief..."
"I'm not going to fight..."
Wednesday Dog, with a strap on his hand, muttered in his mouth, and just raised his right hand with a plaster cast and struck it on the bridge!
Gypsum crushed.
The right hand hidden in it has long since healed.
"I want to trick Tong Tong into taking care of me for a few more days..."
The sound still echoes under the overpass.
But the man has gone away.