"There's no one in the monitoring room. I deleted all the videos from the past month." Liu Zhang and Liu Xun stood at the door of the bar, waiting for Dapeng to arrive.
Liu Xun nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back to the hotel now and go to Deyu tomorrow. Xudong was a tough guy in the past and he was very loyal. I remember he only had a grandmother at home."
As soon as Liu Xun finished speaking, the Q7 stopped at the door of the bar. Liu Xun and Liu Zhang got in the car one after another, and the Q7 drove towards the hotel.
"How does it feel to be born?" Liu Xun, still sitting in the back seat, asked Dapeng with a smile.
Dapeng blushed when he heard this, but he didn't say anything. Liu Zhang laughed and said, "What can you do? It's the first time, so we are all quick shooters."
"Haha..." A burst of laughter came from the car, and the Q7 disappeared into the night...
Liu Xun felt a little emotional at this time. Before retiring, no matter how he thought about it, he would never have thought that he would embark on this path, but now, even if he wanted to turn back, there was no chance to turn back. He could only continue to strengthen himself and move forward.
In the early morning, after a five-kilometer morning run, the sky was bright. After the four of them finished their buffet, they returned their room cards. Liu Zhang had booked the plane tickets last night, while Liu Xun drove to Deyu alone.
At the construction site of Deyu Construction Company, dense crowds of migrant workers had already started working. Liu Xun stopped aside and was not in a hurry to get out of the car.
A 1.9-meter-tall, sturdy young man in front of him caught his attention. Although he had not seen him for five years, he could still tell at a glance that this was Yue Xudong.
Yue Xudong was pushing a cart and walking forward at this time. He went back and forth no less than forty or fifty times. After about two hours, the foreman gave the order to rest, and the workers squatted on the ground and chatted.
Holding a yellowed cup, Yue Xudong poured a glass of boiled water, then took out a box of Hardman cigarettes worth 2.5 yuan, took out one, and put it to his mouth.
I took out my lighter and prepared to light a cigarette, but it wouldn't light. It might be because some sand got into the lighter when I was unloading it.
He was just about to borrow a light from his fellow workers, but at this moment, a hand appeared in front of him, holding a lighter, which was already lit.
Yue Xudong said thank you, lit up the cigarette, and then looked up, but when he saw the man's face, the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.
"Xun... Brother Xun?" Yue Xudong looked at Liu Xun with a hint of shock in his eyes, just like the shock a little child would feel if Ultraman suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Get in the car." Liu Xun patted Yue Xudong on the shoulder, then pointed at the Q7 next to him and said.
"I'm still working..." Yue Xudong picked up the Hardman cigarette that fell on the ground, blew away the dust on it, and said with an extremely embarrassed look.
"Just get in the car when I told you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Liu Xun patted Yue Xudong on the head and shouted angrily.
"Oh." Yue Xudong glanced at Q7 and guessed that Liu Xun must be successful in his career now. Wouldn't he be embarrassing Liu Xun by looking like this
After all, the world is cruel. Zhang Xiaolei is an example. When Yue Xudong saw Zhang Xiaolei that day, he went up to say hello. However, Zhang Xiaolei was not happy at all. He even felt that Yue Xudong was losing face by talking to him.
When they arrived in front of the Q7, Liu Xun opened the door and let Yue Xudong in. Yue Xudong glanced at the clean seat and said with great embarrassment: "Brother Xun, I won't sit here. I'm dirty..."
Speaking of this, I have to talk about Zhang Xiaolei again. After Yue Xudong met Zhang Xiaolei, he thought that Zhang Xiaolei's first sentence was a joke. After all, the two had a very close relationship when they were in school.
But just as he got into Zhang Xiaolei's BMW, Zhang Xiaolei drove it out directly, and poured no less than a bottle of perfume on the seat.
Through this incident, Yue Xudong realized that people can change, so he stopped deceiving himself. He exchanged a few polite words with Zhang Xiaolei and returned to the construction site.
Now, Yue Xudong looked at Q7 and recalled that scene in his mind. Although he had the impression that Liu Xun was not that kind of person, he still didn't want to gamble. After all, everyone had to save face. Instead of being driven down, it would be better not to go up.
Liu Xun looked at Yue Xudong, frowned, and said unhappily: "Xudong, you don't consider me your brother anymore, right? I asked you to get in the car and chat for a while, but you are so slow?"
Seeing Liu Xun's unhappy expression, Yue Xudong patted the dust off his butt, and then carefully sat in the passenger seat, still holding the Hardman cigarette in his hand, and did not dare to move his body for fear of damaging things in the car.
"Brother Xun, how did you know I was here?" Yue Xudong asked Liu Xun after Liu Xun closed the car door.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Do you want to follow me?" Liu Xun took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes and handed it to Yue Xudong. Although he didn't smoke, Dapeng and Liu Zhang did, so there were also cigarettes in the car.
Yue Xudong took the cigarette but didn't light it. He said softly, "I don't know how to do anything. I have only this useless energy. What can I do?"
"Fighting and killing." Liu Xun lit a lighter, lit a cigarette for Yue Xudong, and then said casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter like killing chickens and dogs.
Yue Xudong almost dropped the cigarette in his hand when he heard this. Liu Xun chuckled and said, "I have killed Zhang Xiaolei. One is for you, and the other is for Li Yan. What do you think? Tell me! As your brother, I won't force you. I just can't bear to see you in this situation, so I want to help you."
Liu Xun stopped talking after he finished speaking. He was waiting for Yue Xudong's answer, and he had made a decision in his heart. If Yue Xudong refused, Liu Xun would kill him without hesitation, because he had told Yue Xudong some things he shouldn't know. At this point, Liu Xun would not risk his own life as well as the lives of Dapeng and Liu Zhang.
After all, five years can change a lot of things. No one knows what the former brothers have become. Zhang Xiaolei is a living example.
Yue Xudong heard the news that Zhang Xiaolei was killed by Liu Xun, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Xun, since you have told Xudong about this, it means that you still regard Xudong as a brother. In this case, if I refuse again, I will appear to be a sissy! I have decided to follow you, just like five years ago, I will definitely be the first one to fight and cut people!"
"Okay, stop talking like a gangster. There won't be many fights, but you need this." Liu Xun pointed at his head and said. After all, S City is different from the village. What is needed there is brains, not brute force. Of course brute force is also needed, but only when necessary.
"Let's go, let's go to the mall to buy you some clothes first." Liu Xun started the car, but at this moment, Yue Xudong suddenly shouted: "Brother... Brother, wait a minute, my clothes and rice bowl are still at the construction site, wait for me to get them back."
"Take your sister!" Liu Xun cursed with a smile, and the Q7 rushed out with a "whoosh". When they reached the highway, Liu Xun said to Yue Xudong: "After buying clothes, go home and tell your grandmother, we will go to S City. Liu Zhang has already bought the plane tickets."
"My grandma passed away a year ago. Let's just go." Yue Xudong sighed, a hint of sadness in his eyes. He was raised by his grandma and had deep feelings for the old man.
Liu Xun nodded and said, "We have to go back and burn some incense for your grandmother before we go. People should not forget their roots. Filial piety is the most important virtue, and the virtues of the Chinese nation should not be forgotten." (To be continued)