Six months later, at the gate of a detention center in Arashiyama, Beijing:
As the iron door slammed open, a boy with a tender face and a white face appeared in the center of the iron door, but his messy hair and half a cigarette dangling from his mouth were completely similar to him. No, the old camouflage uniform on his body can still see the traces of blood stains. He walked out of it empty-handed, swaying one step at a time, and said cursingly:
"Damn, I haven't waited enough? Why did you let me out?"
The guards in uniform on the side heard Wu Tian’s words, and they were very angry. During these six months, they really regarded this man as an ancestor. The young man’s father said that he would be punished and punished. Let him reflect on it in the detention center, but in fact, apart from not being able to go out, Wu Tian was in this detention center. He was completely recuperated by the elderly, but out of habit, he still greeted Wu Tian:
"Wu Shao, it's good to go, don't come back, we will be indefinitely in the future."
"It's easy to talk, there will be a period later, goodbye."
Everyone who comes out of the detention center knows that the guard told you not to come back again. There will be no time limit. I hope you will be a good man after you go out and stop being caught. However, our Young Master Wu directly replied "There will be a time later." "Goodbye", this shows that he still wants to come back. This makes the guards on guard a palpitating heart. It doesn't matter if you change it or not, but don't go back to the Lanshan Detention Center again, otherwise it is them who suffer and suffer.
Seeing that Wu Tian had just stepped out of the cordon, the guard seemed to be sending a plague god. He only heard a bang, and he slammed the iron gate shut.
Hearing the sound of the iron gate closing, Wu Tian turned slightly and cursed:
"Grandma is a bear, so fucking rude."
After spitting the smoked cigarette butt onto the ground, Wu Tian smashed it a few times and complained:
"Damn, my old man's brain was kicked by a donkey too? I was caught in a drag racing before, and the old man came out with a word. This time it was fine. I was locked up for six months without seeing me once, so I came out. I'm not here to pick me up, hey..."
Wu Tian sighed, took another cigarette from his pocket, and was about to tap it. Suddenly, there was a roar of the engine, and a black Volkswagen CC car flicked and stopped in front of Wu Tian. Sand dust directly put out the fire Wu Tian was igniting, causing Wu Tian to become ashamed.
"Grass!" Wu Tian simply threw the smoke and the lighter directly on the ground and cursed: "Fucking. You're looking for death! I just came out. I'm looking for bad luck, right?"
He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to move forward and pull the driver down, but when his eyes glanced at the license plate, Wu Tian was stunned. This license plate, this car model, this damn, isn't his old man's car? Thinking of his own filthy scolding mother, Wu Tian couldn't help but shudder. In this car, it was definitely his own old son Wu Shiliang. After that, he just got out of it and had to be punished by his own old son when he went back.
"squeak······"
As the car window fell, a simple face appeared. It was Wei Debing who drove. Wu Tian saw this familiar face and let out a deep breath. As long as it's not his own old man, Wu Shiliang, he can say anything. , But then, Wu Tian's face sank, his hands quickly went through the car window, and he clasped Wei Debing's head and cursed:
"You kid fucking will scare me, right? I killed you."
"Don't don't!" Wei Debing hurriedly pleaded: "My god, it was my uncle who asked me to pick you up. Really, it was my uncle who asked me to pick you up!"
"Leave me less nonsense, which uncle dares to make you tease me like this."
Wu Tian grabbed Weidebing’s head, and strangled him, even though Weidebing was here to pick him up, but this kid actually played drifting in front of his familiar hand, and a flick of his tail made him feel ashamed. How could he not let it go? Wu Tian was angry.
"Brother Tian, Brother Tian, it's your father, and your father asked you to come and pick me up."
Hearing Wei Debing said that his old man came to pick him up, Wu Tian was taken aback for a moment, then let go of his hands, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Really?"
"Really, my uncle lent me this car and asked me to pick you up."
Wu Tian looked at this Volkswagen CC car. This car was the old man's special car. Even he himself and the old man wouldn't drive it. How could it be given to Wei Debing? But the license plate hanging on the front and rear of the car is indeed the old man's car. That's right, Wu Tian rubbed his hands and said:
"Little soldier, get out of the car, let me have a good time."
"No!" Unexpectedly, Wei Debing refused with a serious face: "Uncle said, you don't have a driver's license, so you are not allowed to drive, and he asked you to go to the hospital with me first, and stay in the ward with Brother Hao for a few days before talking."
"What? Let me live in the hospital ward?" Wu Tian seemed to be greatly stimulated, holding the window with his hands, and reaching into the car, and asked again: "Are you sure? Are you sure that my old man said it?"
"Ok!"
Seeing Wei Debing nodded affirmatively, Wu Tian reluctantly accepted the reality, took out the cigarette, picked up the lighter that was thrown on the ground and asked, "Well, where do you kid live?"
"Me? I live in your house!"
The lighter that was already on was instantly extinguished by Wei Debing's words, as if a gust of wind was blowing in his face, not only blowing out the fire in his hand, but also blowing his heart out of the cold, Wu Tian No interest in smoking, but fortunately he threw it far away and cursed:
"Old man, am I yours on earth?"
"Brother Tian, get in the car!" Wei Debing urged: "Brother Hao is still waiting for us in the hospital. Three days later, we have to report to the Border City Military Region."
Wu Tian got into the car with a frustrated expression and looked at the kraft paper bag in the back seat with the bright red "file bag" written on it. Wu Tian held it in his hand and said, "This is not Could it be a transfer order? That shit commander gathered all of us in his border city military area, so he is not afraid that we will make trouble for him?"
After the roar of the engine, Wei Debing and Wu Tian stopped in the underground parking lot of the hospital, but when Wei Debing stopped the car, he heard an anxious cry:
"Big brother, please, this is my father's life-saving money, I really can't give it to you, I beg you."
Wu Tian and Wei Debing looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a girl wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of washed white jeans, and a pair of slightly yellowed white sneakers on their feet. Wu Tian At a glance, she can see that her clothes are sold on the floor, which adds up to less than a hundred yuan, but the girl’s fair skin, handsome face, and combed ponytails make people feel pure and pure. Holding a cloth bag in his hand, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head at the three big men in front of him, crying into tears.
"Hey, little sister, you have two choices. One is to give us the bag in your hand. For these two, we take it ourselves. Of course, we also take you away."
The headed fat man wearing a white vest with a big thick gold chain threatened the little girl. The flying dragon tattoo on his back made people feel palpitation. He stretched out his fat right hand and prepared to touch the girl. It seemed that the passers-by suddenly disappeared collectively at this moment. The entire underground garage was empty. Only the girl's miserable cry for mercy echoed in the empty basement, as if it were a complaint from a late-night ghost.
"Snapped······"
Just when his hand was about to touch the little girl's face, a sturdy and powerful hand suddenly slammed out halfway, squeezing the fat man's salty pig's hand tightly, and it was Wu Tian who stopped him.
"Fatty man, put away your fat pig hands, or your grandfather will chop him off and feed the dog."
The obese man was startled when he saw his right hand was suddenly restrained, but when he looked up and saw Wu Tian's messy hair and shabby camouflage uniforms, he immediately regained confidence and cursed:
"Where are the migrant workers, be nosy, and want to be a hero to save the United States, your kid is impatient, right?"
"Yes," another thin, tall young man on the side immediately helped out: "Do you know who this is? This is our Wang brother, the face of the capital is called Wang Ye."
"Wang what? Wangcai? Why are you fat man named my dog?" Wu Tian asked pretending to be unheard.
"Damn, you're going to die!" Another little gangster who hadn't spoken directly took out a ten-centimeter fruit knife and pointed at Wu Tian: "Apologize to Brother Wang, or I will kill you. "
"Bah!" Wu Tian squeezed the fat man's wrist tightly with one hand, and spit out cursed: "Have you ever seen someone apologize to a dog? Oh, no, you rubbish, you are a dog. Insulted the dog's name and snatched money from the family members of other patients. Are there any points of interest?"
"Chuanxi? I let you know what Chuxi is, brothers, I will abolish him for Master Wang!"
This fat man wearing a vest and tattooed with a flying dragon immediately asked the brothers to do something, maybe nervous, maybe afraid, the hand of the little hooligan holding the knife kept trembling, and saw the little hooligan holding the knife holding the knife. He staggered towards Wu Tian's lower abdomen.
"puff······"
"what······"
He only heard the sound of a blade inserted into the skin, followed by a scream like a pig. I saw the fruit knife of about ten centimeters stuck straight into the fat man's arm, blood gurgling out.
It turned out that at the moment the little gangster stabbed, Wu Tian clenched the fat man’s hand and slammed it forward, and directly sent his right hand to the tip of the knife, as if it were two cars colliding with each other. It hurts. The fat man screamed.
Seeing that I missed the boss, the little hooligan with the knife turned and ran, and even scrambled towards the exit to flee for his life. He was beaten by the migrant worker in front of him. If he was caught by the boss, he wouldn’t die. Disabled, so he didn't hesitate to abandon his eldest brother and turned to escape.
"Ah..."
Seeing Wu Tian let go of his boss, another tall and thin man shouted cheer to himself, put on a boxing posture, and jumped into pieces, ready to attack, Wu Tiangang thought he had met Lianjiazi at first, and he was cautious. Waited for half a minute, the guy just jumped and bluffed.
"I'm grass!" Wu Tian cursed helplessly: "Are you fucking dancing square dance? Do you fight or not?"