After patting the cigarette box and unable to find a second cigarette, Mickey flattened the cigarette box and threw it into the corner of the room. He touched the few change left in his pocket and squeezed out of the small room. Run for the door. His brother's wife happened to be walking in with a child in her arms, and both of them were stunned for a moment. The aisle is not wide and can only accommodate one person walking with a little more distance. This is a common problem with all the houses in District 5, because they need more area for living and not for walking with children.
Mickey's brother's wife held her child against the wall of the aisle, leaving half a distance. Mickey walked over and walked sideways outside. Mickey's body is very strong, so it is inevitable that there will be some physical contact. During this process, Mickey smells a faint milky fragrance, which is the smell of milk babies. His heart beat a little faster. In midsummer, everyone didn't wear much clothes. He just lowered his head subconsciously and saw a lump of moisture on his brother's and wife's chest, with a faint dark color showing through. He squeezed past with some nostalgia, feeling a little more irritated.
Mickey has three children in his family, two boys and one girl. The girl had already been married off and became a burden to other people's families. Only the two boys remained at home. The parents lived in the attic, the brothers lived in two rooms on the second floor, and the first floor was the kitchen and dining room, as well as the utility room. The house is not big and a bit crowded, especially after my brother gets married. It is destined that the space in this house will not be enough in the future.
Mickey used to work at the dock, and it was not easy to find a woman to marry. On the contrary, his younger brother was still in school, but he was already married and had a child. For this reason, Mickey's parents almost spent all their family savings, but he had no complaints, after all, he was his biological brother. It's just that sometimes life is inconvenient, especially at night.
Mickey left the house without looking back and vowed that as long as he got through tomorrow, he would change to a bigger house, and then choose the one he liked from a group of women one by one to become his wife. He will have three... no, four children, and he will build a garden so that they can play freely, and also arrange a separate room for each of them, a large room. He needed a swimming pool so he wouldn't have to travel three boroughs to enjoy the water on a crowded beach in the summer.
He wants to buy a car for every child, let them have the best education, the best clothes, and let them have the best of everything! He will also let them go to school, even if it costs money to go to school, so that they will have a decent job after graduation and become the middle class. Maybe one or two of these children are very smart and have the talents of capitalists. He can use part of the money to let them invest or do business. Maybe there will be a rich man in the family from then on.
At that time, he would accompany his wife every day, or go out to exercise with friends. In the evening, he would find a bar to drink, and occasionally eat meat. Such days will be very long, but he thinks it is not boring because he lives in happiness every day.
Thinking of this, Mickey breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he gets things done for tomorrow, days like this will no longer be a fantasy. He has a plan, he plans to take all the money for himself. No one will ever find money too much. It is obvious that one person can have millions, so why should he share the money equally with those mediocre people? He kept this plan in his heart. According to the plan, they would eventually go to sea and land at another location.
There was plenty of time and opportunity for him to put his plans into action on the sea. After taking such a big risk, there had to be some decent gains.
Patting his pocket, he remembered that the last cigarette had been smoked. He followed the dim street and saw a house with a searchlight on in the distance, which was a store. The shops in District 5 basically don't have any decent facades. They are either scrapped trucks and renovated, or they are shops operated in residential buildings. The store won't sell anything expensive. Most of the items cost between a few dozen and a dollar, and no more than two dollars at most, because the backlog of goods will take up too much money from the store owner.
He bought a box of 15-cent cigarettes. You could smell the low-quality tobacco inside through the cigarette box. He took out one and lit it under the street lamp. The moment the fire lit up, it also illuminated the surrounding environment. . His hands trembled because at that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person standing under the tree on the roadside
Standing in such a dark place at night, it felt scary no matter what I thought. Although Mickey didn't believe that there were gods and ghosts in this world, he still chose to walk forward without saying a word, with his head lowered, and his pace quickened accordingly. But no matter how fast he walked, he always felt like there was someone following him behind him.
After passing three broken street lights in a row, he stood under the fourth street light that was on and turned around viciously to see who was joking with him. He was a little embarrassed when he saw the guy. A child who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old was standing at the junction of light and darkness with a schoolbag on his back. The child looked at Mickey with a horrified look. The muscles on Mickey's face were somewhat deformed, and his ferocious expression was sourly twisted under the influence of embarrassment. He wiped the sweat from his face, took out three ten coins from his pocket and threw it on the ground, "Take the money and go another way. If I find you following me again, don't blame me for being rude! "
Seeing the child bend down timidly, Mickey turned around and planned to continue walking forward. The moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme. A guy wearing a round felt hat and a windbreaker in the middle of summer stood in front of him. The next second, a sharp object pierced his chest from his chest. A moist and hot feeling immediately started from the place where it was stabbed and continued to spread to the surroundings. The strength in his body also quickly escaped from Mickey's body along the wound. The man stepped forward, supported Mickey, and whispered in his ear.
"Herr Dühring asked me to say hello to you!"
Mickey pushed the man away with all his strength, turned around, and staggered away, trying to escape. Just when he was about to hit the boy, the boy took out a knife, leaned forward, and inserted it into his Abdominal cavity. His whole body was like a cooked shrimp, curled up, hunched over, and clutching his chest.
He lowered his head in disbelief and watched as the boy with a normal expression slowly pulled the foot-long knife away from his body and calmly avoided the direction in which he fell. The sound of dripping water seemed to be magnified countless times, and his eyesight turned black. He fell to the ground as the world was spinning. He watched with his own eyes as the boy took out two small glass bottles from his schoolbag and threw them to the ground before his eyes, breaking into pieces. An indescribable strange smell began to penetrate his nostrils, and the power seemed to return to his body with this smell, and even the wound did not hurt so much.
The two left quickly. Mickey, who gradually regained his "strength", wanted to get up, but he tried many times without success. He shouted for help, alerting the residents nearby. Soon the ambulance arrived and took him to the hospital. His injury looked serious, but in fact it was not serious. He was discharged from the hospital that night after a simple bandage and blood transfusion. The demonstration started as expected early the next morning. Mickey led everyone in an orderly manner, holding signs and shouting slogans, all the way from the Fifth District to the door of Mr. 350,000's house.
In order to calm the turmoil, Mr. 350,000 invited them into the manor. There were not many bodyguards in the manor. Mickey, who was discussing how to resolve the matter with Mr. 350,000, suddenly pulled out a gun and killed the two bodyguards behind Mr. 350,000, and subdued the rich man.
The rich man who was afraid of death did not hesitate to have someone take out 10 million in cash from the bank and hand it to him, and boarded a ship with them to escape from Illian. On the boat, in the disbelief eyes of his companions, Mickey shot and killed all his companions, and pointed the gun at Mr. 350,000. Mr. 350,000 cried and begged him for mercy, telling him how miserable he was. Pitiful.
A second before pulling the trigger, Mickey suddenly wanted to know the rich man's name, "I don't know your name yet!" He looked down at the incompetent rich man, feeling proud in his heart.
The rich man suddenly stopped crying and said a name that was very familiar to him but could not remember where he had heard it before - Du Lin. t
He didn't think too much about this matter, he shot and killed the guy named Dulin, and then left this city and this country far away with his 10 million in cash. He spent a little money to sneak into the Federation, settled there, married a wife and had children, and lived a happy life...
Savi withdrew his fingers from Mickey's neck. His expression was a bit strange, because the second before Mickey's heart stopped beating, he was smiling, and he was smiling extremely happily, as if he was not dead at all. With lingering fear, he withdrew his eyes from the puddle of liquid under the tip of his nose, and shivered involuntarily. It was so terrifying. This kind of anesthetic was so terrifying. It could actually make people forget the fear of death and feel happy!
Dover patted him on the shoulder, "That's why you don't try everything new, because you never know what's harmful and what's harmless."
"I understand, brother, let's go to the next one now?" Savi shook his schoolbag and inserted the long knife against his trouser leg, revealing the three-inch long handle.
Dufo responded lightly, took out a small book, found Mickey's name, and then blacked out the name...
(End of chapter)