No one answered the wolf-headed man.
This person came too strangely, and his identity was too suspicious. In this dim and ambiguous light, he appeared in front of everyone wearing a bronze wolf-head mask, which made people feel heavy and uncomfortable. Is this something a normal person can do
"Why? No one wants to answer?" The wolf-headed man said with a smile. "You bully me because I'm disabled?"
The man with the earrings secretly swallowed his saliva and said, "We are not bullying you. We don't know the questions you asked. That Young Master Liu has never been out in the spotlight since the incident. He used to come to the Blue Mountain Club whenever he had time, and I met him several times, but I haven't seen him for a long time."
"That's right. There were rumors before that he was dead, but I don't believe it anyway. Later, it was Liu Qingming who came out to support the Liu family, and this rumor became more and more popular." The fat man didn't continue talking. If he continued, it would sound like he was trying to sow discord.
"So you think that the unlucky and miserable Young Master Liu is doomed to die, right?" The wolf-headed man stretched out his hand to pat the fat man's face. Although the fat man was fat, he was not short. The wolf-headed man sitting in a wheelchair tried hard to stretch out his hand but could not reach his face.
"Send your face here." said the wolf-headed man.
The fat man gritted his teeth, ignored the surprise of the crowd and the hidden sneer on their faces, and actually offered his face over.
The wolf-headed man patted the fat man's face, laughed, and said, "You fat man, your big head is quite flexible. Do you know what will happen to you if you don't give me your face?"
"I don't know." The fat man's face was very close to the wolf-head mask, so he could more deeply feel the mockery and hatred emanating from the wolf's eyes. He was very confused. He had no grudges against this wolf-headed man. It was just their first meeting. Why did he hate him
He soon realized that the wolf-headed man's look was not directed at him, because the object of his ridicule and hatred was himself - he used the same look when looking at others.
"I will break one of your legs." The wolf-headed man laughed, but his voice was eerie.
The fat man didn't laugh, because he knew the wolf-headed man was not joking with him. Although the wolf-headed man was disabled, the man pushing the cart behind him looked at him as if he were looking at a lifeless corpse.
He was afraid of the cart pusher.
"This is such a bad habit." The wolf-headed man let go of the fat man's face and sighed softly, "I'm disabled, so I want to break everyone's legs. Why should I sit in a wheelchair while you can walk with your legs? This is not fair."
The wolf-headed man looked at everyone present and said, "Do you think this is unfair?"
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"Don't you want to know what happened to one of the Four Beauties of Huacheng who had a broken leg and a scratched face? It happens that I am very familiar with him, so let me tell you what kind of life he lives, okay? - Do you know how he walks?" asked the wolf-headed man.
“-------”Everyone was stunned. Is this guy a lunatic
The smarter ones already knew the identity of this wolf-headed man, and they wanted to shove their heads into the sofa so that no one could recognize them. Why did they go to the Blue Mountain Club tonight? Why not go to the Jiangnan Club? Why not go to the Qingcheng Club? Why not go to any other club? Why this damn Blue Mountain
"Let me show you how to do it." The wolf-headed man said with a smile. He tried to stand up by supporting himself with his hands on the wheelchair, but just as his buttocks left the wheelchair, he fell back weakly.
He didn't have much strength in his body.
The cart pusher wanted to help, but the wolf-headed man pushed him away and said, "I can do it myself."
He stepped out with one foot and landed on the ground, then lifted the other foot and landed gently on the ground. He bent his buttocks and held the wheelchair with both hands to support his body.
Only after both of his feet landed on the ground at the same time and he was sure that he could stand firmly did he slowly loosen his grip on the wheelchair.
Fortunately, my body only shook a few times and I didn't fall.
"Come, let me show you how Young Master Liu, one of the four young masters of Huacheng, walks." The wolf-headed man said with a smile.
His left leg was more stable, and his right leg was more seriously injured, so when his left leg took a step forward, his right leg would drag forward at the same time. His body swayed from side to side like a duck that had just learned to walk.
He walked from the bar to the corridor, and then from the corridor to the bar, and said with a smile: "Did you see that? That's how Young Master Liu walked? Don't you think it's funny? Don't you think he looks like a duck?"
The wolf-headed man walked and laughed, and walked over and over again in the small space with great interest. As he walked, he asked everyone if Young Master Liu walked like a duck.
More and more people gathered around, and some even ran out from the box to watch from close range.
No one spoke, no one smiled.
Everyone held their breath, as if they were watching a very sad one-man stage play.
In the private room upstairs, Liu Qingming and a group of friends were drinking and chatting.
Watching the wolf-headed man's performance through the window, Liu Qingming's face was so gloomy that a handful of water could be squeezed out of it.
"Young Master, is that wolf-headed man crazy? When did the Blue Mountain Club need a clown to perform?"
Snapped!
Liu Qingming turned around suddenly and slapped the talkative guy in the face.
"Don't call me Young Master." Liu Qing shouted hoarsely.
A long-legged beauty leisurely held a wine glass and said, "What? Liu Qingming, do you have so little courage? It was the Liu family's decision to let you take the lead, not you who scrambled for the position. What are you afraid of?"
"Wang Jinghong, shut up." Liu Qingming stared at the woman fiercely and said, "If you want to die, don't drag me to hell with you."
Wang Jinghong stood up, holding a glass of wine in front of the window, and sneered, "Having a big brother like this is indeed scary enough to give people nightmares at night - but a cripple is a cripple, and a disabled person is a disabled person. What else can he do now? Are you going to hand over everything you have in your hands just because of his ridiculous return? I tell you, if you dare to do this, I will look down on you for the rest of my life."
Wang Jinghong pointed at the wolf-headed man who was still walking around, and said with a giggle, "Look, does he look like a duck?"
Liu Qingming didn't laugh. He clenched his teeth and held the window tightly with both hands, almost tearing off a piece of the precious wood.
This is a difficult decision for him!
The wolf-headed man walked back and forth five or six times, panting and sweating. More and more people gathered around him, which made him very satisfied.
He turned around and scanned the whole place, smiling and greeting everyone present, saying, "What do you think, is that Young Master Liu funny? Is he pitiful? However, there is something even more funny and pitiful - do you know what his face looks like after being shaved? You must not know, right?"
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The wolf-headed man patted his chest proudly and said, "I know. Come, let me show you - do you want some applause?"
No one applauded!
No one dared to applaud!
The atmosphere at the scene was terribly depressing. There were lights and wine everywhere, and there were handsome men and beautiful women everywhere, but everyone seemed to be undergoing a solemn trial.
This wolf-headed man was judging them. Such strange thoughts emerged in their minds.
No one applauded, but the wolf-headed man was still enthusiastic and said, "You didn't see my performance, so you didn't want to applaud. When you see my performance, you will definitely applaud - because no one in the world can perform more like me."
As the wolf-headed man spoke, he reached out and touched the back of his neck.
He took off the wolf head mask, revealing a grim face that instantly sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
Yes, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a grimace.
There were scars all over the place, one wound next to another, and there was almost no intact skin.
The left eye was cut in half, the bridge of the nose had sunk almost into a big hole, and most of the lips had been cut off - it looked like you could pick up a piece with chopsticks and dip it in mustard to eat with wine.
This is no longer a human being. Even an evil ghost who has dressed up a little would look more likable than him.
This wolf-headed man was none other than Liu Shu, one of the Four Beauties of Huacheng who had been missing for a long time.
"Where's the applause?" The wolf-headed man said. He didn't laugh, his voice was hoarse and low, as if he was crying. "Now that you've seen my performance, you should give me some applause, right? I bet you can never find someone who can imitate me better than me - because the person I'm imitating is myself."
Pah---
The applause finally broke out, but it was not warm.
A tall man came over with two glasses of red wine and said, "Young Master, I'll toast you a glass."
The wolf-headed man took the red wine, clinked glasses with the man, and drank it all in one gulp.
A woman came over with two glasses of foreign wine and said, "Mr. Liu, you are still the most attractive man in the world."
The wolf-headed man took the woman's wine glass, clinked glasses with her, and drank it all in one gulp.
More people came over with wine glasses.
Looking at the willow tree surrounded by countless people toasting, the eyes of the cart pusher became moist.
Lan Shan Gu watched the scene in front of him, tapping the table with his fingers rhythmically, and said solemnly: "If you are so cruel to yourself, you will be even more cruel to others. The willow tree now is the truly terrifying willow tree. People like this are worthy of being your opponents, right?"
Fang Yan stood beside Lan Shan Gu and said with a wry smile: "Why are all my opponents such lunatics?" (To be continued)