On the night of July 16th, a light truck loaded with cargo was driving on a suburban highway. Two people in the car dang their cigarette butts and stared nervously at the road illuminated by the lights. Only one or two conversations occasionally broke the silence.
"Has the people at the pier arrived? Let's call again!"
"Hey, have you asked it a few times? Don't worry, there will be no problems. Just wait for the money to be counted when this batch of goods arrives!"
"I'm still a little worried."
"I'm worried about your size. Several toll booths passed safely. The police would have taken action long ago if they wanted to keep an eye on us."
"I hope so!"
"Can you stop talking about bad things, it's really unlucky... Pooh!"
The driver's cell phone rang, and when he answered the call, the car body suddenly trembles. The two heard a bang, which seemed to be a tire burst, and four tires burst together.
Then a strong light came from the field in front of them, and the two of them screamed, there was an ambush!
The car with a flat tire couldn't move at all. The off-road vehicle behind rushed aggressively, knocked their light truck over with a bang, and turned over a few times in the field. When it stopped, the body was already severely deformed. The two people inside fell into a coma with blood on their heads.
Two people jumped off the off-road vehicle. One of the tall one stepped forward, reached into the window of the car, and cut the throats of the two men. They snorted and swallowed.
Another person wore gloves and began to search the scattered goods. Those were boxes of oranges, but under each box there was a pistol wrapped in greased paper, sixteen in total.
These million-worth foreign smuggled guns were casually packed into a large black bag, and the gun searcher blew a whistle to signal his companions to board the car.
After getting in the car, the throat slitter asked: "I still don't understand, why do you want to do this?"
"With money for errands, are you not happy if you have money?"
"Do you dare to spend? The police are already watching you." Companion sneered. "You are getting more and more timid now. You can only do some risk-free work. When will we find the police to settle the accounts!"
"Haha, are you still thinking about this?" He patted his companion on the shoulder, "What's the meaning of a game without opponents, we can go now with caution."
"I want to kill! I want to commit a crime alone, with a name that goes down in history, not under the fictitious name of'Zhou Xiao'." The companion rubbed the blade in his hand with his finger.
"Don't worry, when the time is right, I will let you go out and make a big fuss... And this experiment is what I wanted to do a long time ago. Think about it, an ordinary person with hatred gets a gun. , What a wonderful reaction will happen."
Companion smiled with interest, "The police will be tortured to a scorch."
"And let's watch from the sidelines, isn't it fun?" He started the car, "delivery to your door!"
Suddenly the companion said: "It seems like it is going to rain... My shoulder is starting to hurt again."
In the early morning of July 17, Wang Xu was awakened by an alarm clock, got up and put on his clothes. The window glass was covered with raindrops from last night. He walked out of the bedroom and saw his mother sleeping on the sofa with alcohol and turning on the TV all night. There were snowflakes dots, the ashtray of the coffee table was full of cigarette butts, and the smell of smoke filled the whole living room.
Mom is still dressed in a ballroom dress, a vulgar red dress, black silk stockings, and the makeup on her face is painted like a ghost. No amount of makeup can conceal the growing wrinkles in the corners of her eyes.
Wang Xu wrinkled his nose in disgust, picked up his mother's wallet, and took today's pocket money by himself. Although there were a few 100 yuan in the wallet, he didn't touch those, but picked a 20 yuan.
He feels heavy when he thinks of going to school, but he has to go to school. If he skips class and the teacher’s phone calls home, his mother will act in a miserable drama, saying that he is working so hard in the dance hall for whom and for him. Eat and drink but can’t even study well, and then started crying about his miserable life. Before getting married, Wang Xu’s father had a big belly, left school in a daze, gave birth to a child in a daze, and then the man was arrested by the police again. After leaving, how hard it was to bring a towing oil bottle, as if all her miserable life was Wang Xu's fault.
Wang Xu shouted in the quarrel more than once, since she didn't want me, why did she give birth to me in the first place, her mother's answer was either a more violent cry or a slap in the face, depending on her mood at the time.
Later, Wang Xu learned about the "mystery" between men and women in the biology class, and despised the irresponsible mother even more. It turned out that I was born for the happiness of the process. This woman was confused all her life and lived like a life. A talking animal.
Wang Xu put his schoolbag on his back and was about to leave. Suddenly he found a shoe box beside the door. There was a note on it that said "Wang Xu accept it." The note was wet and crumpled, and it seemed to be raining.
Wang Xu was surprised for a while. Which courier is so magical who can actually put things in the house
Then I thought about it, no, there is no express note on this box, besides, he doesn't have any friends from other places. It is impossible for the father in prison to send things out. In fact, he rarely even sends letters.
Wang Xu opened the box, which was filled with crushed newspapers, with a dark object in the middle of the newspaper.
He opened his mouth wide in surprise, this... This is a gun!
The initial touch is indeed the cold and hard metal. This gun is very heavy and seems to be real. The inscriptions on it are all in English. I don't know what model it is.
In addition to the gun, there is also a box of bullets.
He poured the bullet into his palm, the texture was extremely real, and then tried to pull the magazine out, press the bullet in, and then insert the magazine back. There was a needle on the side of the gun, which was probably safe.
I have never eaten pork, but I have also seen pig running. After all, he often comes into contact with firearms in games and movies. He knows how to transport the gun and how to aim it.
Turning on the insurance, Wang Xu held the gun in his hand and aimed with one eye. There was a subtle resistance from the trigger. As long as he pressed it down, the bullet would shoot out.
Of course he did not dare to shoot. The gunshots would be very loud, so that the whole building could be heard, and his mother would also be awakened...
By the way, this gun shouldn't be brought back by mother, right
But the words on the note didn't look like my mother wrote. Besides, how could a dancer in a nightclub get a gun? She looked like a real guy!
After pondering for a while, Wang Xu filled the gun with bullets and hid it in his schoolbag, then took the box downstairs and threw it away.
There is this dangerous thing in his schoolbag. He feels weird, and at the same time he has an inexplicable sense of security. If Dahu bullies him again today, he will use this gun to scare Dahu...
After making up his mind, a smile appeared on Wang Xu's face.