Sand Snake didn't notice my coming. When I stood beside him, his eyes were still closed, his fingers were still tapping on the edge of the chair, with a somewhat contented expression on his face.
My gaze was calm and cold, and I stared at his neck and throat for a long time, then gently picked up the razor by the sink.
The sink was full, and I wondered if the two men were going to take a bath or something. I just walked quietly to Sand Snake, but he still didn't notice my coming and kept his eyes closed. Even in his mouth, he was humming a ditty softly along with the music.
The razor in my hand made a slight gesture...
The next second, I patted Sand Snake on the shoulder, and when he opened his eyes a little, I immediately strangled his neck with my arms from behind, and even though he was struggling desperately, I still pushed him straight from the chair. dragged down. He even tried his best to wriggle, I knew he wanted to yell, but I blocked his throat, I could only squeeze out the sound of "crack" from his throat, but he couldn't yell out a word.
His strength is not small, but I strangled his neck and struggled for a while, and his strength weakened due to lack of oxygen. I have already dragged him to the edge of the pool, and then pressed the parts above his neck hard. Into the water, while the other hand with the razor reaches out...
one time!
Just one click!
The razor slashed across his neck and throat, and the blade easily cut his throat, skin, and trachea, and was cut open immediately. And because it is underwater, the blood will not spurt out, let alone splash on my body, just watching a stream of blood come up from the water...
I just took two steps back, and at the same time let go of the Sand Snake with both arms, his whole body was like an emptied sack, limp to the ground, his hands tightly strangled his throat, blood kept flowing It came out from between the fingers, and it dyed half of his body red in an instant! Then I watched him grow his mouth and breathe desperately. Unfortunately, because his trachea was cut by me, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe again!
Gradually, his strength for twisting and struggling on the ground became less and less, and blood spattered. I stood coldly and looked at him all the time, watching his eyes almost bulge out, like the eyes of a dead fish , just stare at me, stare at me...
I don't know if there is such a thing as death without peace in this world, but at this moment Sand Snake looks like death without peace!
I cautiously walked to his side, then looked down at him for a few seconds, and then said in a calm tone: "Baye sends you my greetings."
After that, I didn't care if he could still hear my last words, I turned around and walked to the pool, and washed the blood stains on my palms and fingers with water in the pool with an indifferent expression.
When I do all of this, every movement is very slow and careful. After I was sure that there were no blood stains on my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror and confirmed that there were no blood stains on my body.
I looked at the time, from when I walked in here to when I finished what I was going to do, it took a total of three minutes and thirty seconds...
When I walked out of this shampoo center, the little girl at the door gave me a surprised look, as if she wanted to come up to stop me, but after I dropped a few banknotes, she immediately made no other moves.
When he walked out of the gate, the driver of the Sand Snake was already sitting in the car. He was holding a disposable paper bucket in his hand and was eating something with a pair of chopsticks. He probably ordered takeaway.
His eyes swept over me again, this time I walked up to him without looking at him, and then stood outside the car door, knocking on the windows lightly.
This guy opened the car window impatiently, and then asked me something in Cantonese. I didn't say anything, took out a cigarette, and made a gesture of asking for fire. He frowned, but still glanced at me, subconsciously put a piece of beef in the chopsticks in his hand into his mouth, and stretched his other hand into his arms to take out a lighter for me...
In such a second, I suddenly raised my hand and slapped hard on the back of his hand holding the chopsticks! !
Snapped! !
The chopsticks went straight into his mouth, almost piercing his throat!
In the end, blood spurted out of his mouth immediately, but because of his angle, the blood sprayed into the car, and I moved away slightly, and watched his painful hands grabbing my mouth, trying to pull out the chopsticks... This is also a human conditioned natural reflex.
So, I punched him in the hand again!
This time, with the power of my punch, the chopsticks penetrated deeper, even if they didn't penetrate his throat before, this time they have really penetrated! The chopsticks were apparently broken in two too!
The driver was struggling frantically in the car, howling in pain and twisting, but unfortunately he couldn't make too much noise...
I knew very well that he was dead.
Then I immediately turned around and left the car, and walked quickly towards the other side of the street in a cold manner. There was a continuous sound of car horns behind me, probably because the driver was out of gas and pressed on the steering wheel...
The shrill horn alarmed the little girl in the shampoo room, the girl ran out and immediately let out a horrible scream, and I walked out of the street amidst the screams and the sound of car horns, and went to A car on the corner of the street left quickly.
The car drove down a street, and I just turned the steering wheel with one hand, put my fingers in my mouth with the other hand, and bit my teeth a few times.
I have a little plastic wrap over each finger to make sure I don't get any fingerprints.
Then I drove the car to a place designated by Ba Ye, which was a car wash shop. As soon as I entered the car, several workers came over and rinsed the car with a water gun, and I got out of the car without telling these people. In a word, he walked to the back, quickly took off his coat, took off the beard on his mouth, and threw it into an iron trash can, then picked up a bottle in the corner, and put The liquid inside was poured in, lit another cigarette for myself, and after taking a puff, threw the burning cigarette into the trash can...
boom!
A flame erupted in the trash can immediately! The raging flames burned everything to ashes.
I looked at the flames, and I was in a trance.
All of a sudden, I felt nauseated, and then I rushed to the small bathroom door, crashed into a small toilet cubicle, squatted down immediately, and almost threw up while hugging the toilet!
I vomited non-stop, I felt stomach cramps, I vomited out almost all the food I ate today and the tea I drank in the afternoon, my stomach was empty, I was still hugging the toilet, I almost swallowed my bile Spit it out!
My face was full of snot and tears, and the filthy residue at the corner of my mouth, and I was panting heavily, feeling as if I had been hollowed out, my body was floating, limp...
After calming down, I walked out, turned on the faucet of the sink, washed my face with water, and started washing my hands again! I picked up the soap on the side and washed my hands five times, and the skin on my hands turned red! But I still haven't stopped! I even picked up a brush on the side and brushed my hands desperately!
Even though I scratched my hands and bled, I still felt the smell of blood on my hands was unbearable... that dirty smell made me almost spit it out again...
He raised his face and looked at the mirror in front of him... The man inside had a livid complexion, with water droplets on his face, rolling down his hair and cheeks, his eyes were distorted and ferocious...
I feel a little chilly in my heart...
Is this really me? It's me, Chen Yang? Is it my little five
I tried my best to smile at myself in the mirror. In the mirror, I showed a mouthful of teeth that had not been yellowed by tobacco, which were still fair, but my eyes were a little distorted.
i killed...
I kill!
Yes, this is not the first time I have killed people: I have already killed people in the bloody battle on the long street in Guangzhou. In the sea, in the sea, I killed the black person too...
But those two times were different from today!
That time on the streets of Guangzhou, I was forced, they wanted to kill me, I had to fight them! I can only work hard! Desperately killing someone, I don't have much regret in my heart!
At sea, I killed that black person because of hate! It's the previous humiliation of treating us like animals, and what they did to Xiaofeng... I killed that bastard, and I only had pleasure in my heart!
But today is different!
This sand snake, I don't know him at all. I don't know anything about this man other than his name and age! Even before yesterday, I hadn't even heard of this person, I didn't even know such a person existed in the world!
I don't have any hatred with him, and I don't know what kind of person he is, and I don't know if he really deserves to die... I killed him only because Ba Ye asked me to kill him, only because I had to kill him to have a chance to succeed!
Not out of hatred, without any reason, killing someone who has nothing to do with me... Such a situation makes me feel that my heart is full of a distorted feeling at this moment! !
Two real people, before this, there was no intersection between my life and them at all! But now I appeared inexplicably, and then inexplicably took the lives of them—two strangers!
So what am I
Am I still Chen Yang
Am I still little five
The skin on my hand was scratched, blood flowed out, the pain stimulated my nerves, but I didn't care, I just focused on looking at myself in the mirror... examining me in the mirror!
After a long time, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and it was the subordinate of Ba Ye, the sarcastic middle-aged man who came in.
"Is it over?"
After he glanced at me, his gaze rested on my bleeding finger.
"Hmm." I nodded.
"Okay, Eighth Master wants to see you."
I was about to go out with him without saying a word, but he suddenly turned around and smiled at me, with a trace of complexity in his smile: "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you, my name is Tiger, you You can just call me a tiger. I didn’t tell you before because you are an outsider, but now…”
He looked into my eyes and said deeply in a calm tone: "From now on, you are already one of your own."