The bandage man listened intently. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened later?"
Kaowei wiped away her tears, "The eldest brother in his club was wiped out. At that time, it seemed that the world was peaceful. He committed crimes and made meritorious service. The police only detained him for half a month before letting him go. He came to me and was very happy. He said that he would be lucky if he survived a catastrophe. Two months later, a TV set was sent to our residence. I don’t know who sent it. The above only said that he won the lottery. He plugged in the power happily. Washing grapes in the kitchen, I suddenly heard a bang, and the house was shaking. It turned out that the TV had exploded. After thinking about it, I realized that this was someone on the road avenging him. He was bombed with blood all over his body. After arriving at the hospital, I was diagnosed with severe burns. I stayed with him all night. He desperately said we should break up, let’s break up, I just cried, I knew he didn’t want to hurt me. I thought it was safe to be in the hospital. Knowing that he disappeared a few days later, he has never been seen since. Maybe he was dead. He was wrapped in a bucket in cement and thrown into the river by people on the road. I hope he is dead so that he won’t have to suffer any more. But I hope he is still alive, I am really conflicted!"
Corvette covered her face and started crying.
The bandage man stretched out a hand and wanted to pat her shoulder. He paused in mid-air for a while and then retracted. He asked, "What is his name?"
"Wang Xi."
"Wang Xi..."
"Do you know him?" Kovi asked with a glimmer of hope.
"No, I don't know, I'm just an ordinary person." The bandage man picked up the bottle, "Take this back!"
"You drink it, it's all opened anyway."
"It will only make you more painful..." The light in the bandage man's eyes dimmed, and he thought of the cruel night again.
"I went to rest, and you go to bed earlier."
Kovi went downstairs, and saw the bandaged man sitting in the dark picking up the wine bottle and putting it on his mouth again, tears slid from the corners of his eyes.
Hearing that there was no movement downstairs, the bandage man turned out from the window. The houses here were next to each other. He stepped on two walls and went down into the alley.
Under the cover of night, he came to the road and moved slowly in the sleeping city like a ghost. He looked down at his phone from time to time. There was a small program similar to navigation on the phone, which marked all the surveillance along the way. Position and orientation of the device.
This mobile phone was also made with ID cards bought on the black market. He had several ID cards on his body. He had never thought of using the techniques he had seen in criminals one day.
He stole a bicycle on the road, and he could only breathe a sigh of relief when he came to the suburbs, his leg was almost broken from exhaustion.
A mountain appeared in front with a snow-white tombstone. The bandage man threw his bicycle in the grass, went up the mountain, slipped into the cemetery, searched among the rows of tombstones, and finally saw Han Luoxi's name.
There is a photo of her pasted there, and that happy smiling face on the tombstone will only make the mourners sadder.
The man in the bandage stroked the dents of each word on the tombstone with his fingers, and then put his head on it and cried. After crying enough, he took out the wine and poured it on the tombstone and said to the person in the photo: "Roche, I I don't know how to live anymore."
The answer to him was still a happy smiling face.
Then he went to visit another old friend. Li Mu’s tombstone was next to Han Luoxi. The bandaged man took out three cigarettes and placed them in front of the tombstone. He said to the person in the photo: "Master, you don't have to worry about lung cancer death now. , But don’t think about being quiet, I will choke you with cigarettes every year... as long as I am alive!"
After paying homage to the deceased, the bandaged man walked back the same way. On the way back, he met a police car. He immediately threw the bicycle and jumped into the grass beside the road. The police saw a suspicious guy and got out of the car and searched for a while. , And went back to the car.
He walked back to the city and met a group of gangsters in an alley. They were bullying an uncle dressed as an office worker. The uncle knelt on the ground holding his head, shivering, and a little gangster with dyed blue hair gave a fan. Uncle slapped, uncle's face was swollen, and his companion laughed cheerfully.
The bandage man clenched his fists. He wanted to go up and clean up the gang of hooligans and vent his accumulated anger, but when he saw the monitor above, he hesitated again, and finally left his collar silently.
Back in the attic of Kaowei's house, he lay down and fell asleep, speechless all night.
The morning tranquility of Goupkin Alley was broken by a smashing sound. A group of debt collectors found the old tailor and threw the things in his room out one by one. The old tailor begged humbly, "Uncle, uncle, don't throw me away for dinner." Guys!"
The headed man’s ugly facial features are like an impressionist oil painting. He slapped his hair with his hands and said, “When will you pay back the money?”
"Another two days of grace..." the old tailor said with confidence.
The "Impressionists" twisted their bodies like evil spirits, jumped up and down, posing like a crab, gritted their teeth.
The younger brother explained: "Our brother Mo is mentally ill. As long as we hear the phrase'two days of grace', we will kill someone. You can say it again and try again."
The old tailor looked like paper, "I really have no money now."
"Old stuff, who are you bluffing? What do you eat, drink, and wear if you don't have money!" "Impressionist" pointed at him, his eyes gradually cold, "Give you another chance."
"Really... I really can't get the money, I don't have a dime, and then..."
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" "Impressionist" leaned his face and laughed, and the old tailor's hair was horrified.
The residents in the alley were alarmed, and they had already gathered to watch. Many people had smirking smiles on their faces. Sister Zhang was still holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, watching and nibbling with relish.
In this scene, the bandage man was also watching from the attic window.
"Impressionist" made a gesture, the younger brother immediately jumped up, kicked and beat at the old tailor, "Impressionist" suddenly furious, kicked a younger brother, and said: "I made this gesture not to tell you to beat People, I'm asking you to get what I put in the trunk!"
The younger brother looked innocent, "Generally speaking, this means hitting people, I understand correctly."
"Am I wrong?" The "Impressionist" kicked him down again and made the gesture again.
The little brother hurried to fetch things. The "Impressionists" slapped his hair fiercely, and said without a smile, "Let's play a game."
"Please, give me another two days of grace. I really don't have money." The old tailor lay on the ground and begged.
"Impressionism" really became popular this time, and he kicked the old tailor fiercely, "Are you a robot? You will say this, if we want us to pity you, who will pity us? If you don't have money, the boss will scold We, you are so poor, what loan sharks are you borrowing! Ah?"
"Take him to sell organs. I heard that a testicle is 400,000 yuan, and a waist is 600,000 yuan. It is good to cast this old man!" Sister Zhang suggested.
After a while, the boys got the props, an iron chain with the thickness of a little finger, and the crowd became excited.
When the "Impressionists" ordered the younger brother to start stripping the old tailor's clothes, everyone was overwhelmed with excitement, and their faces were filled with happy smiles...