Chapter 815

The bandage man listened attentively. He asked in a hoarse voice, "what happened later?"

Kauwei wiped away her tears. "The eldest brother in his community was wiped out. It seemed that the world was peaceful for a while. He made great contributions. The police only detained him for half a month and let him go. He came to me and was very happy to say that he would be blessed if he didn't die. Two months later, a TV set was sent to our house, and we didn't know who sent it. It only said that he won the lottery. He happily plugged in the power supply. At that time, I was washing grapes in the kitchen, and suddenly heard a bang. The house was shaking. The TV set exploded. After thinking about it, I realized that this was revenge from the people on the road. He was blown all over with blood and was diagnosed with severe burns after he was sent to the hospital. I accompanied him all night. He desperately said that we should break up. Let's break up. I just cry. I know he doesn't want to hurt me. I thought it was safe in the hospital. I didn't know that he disappeared a few days later. He hasn't appeared since then. Maybe he died. He was wrapped in a bucket of cement and thrown into the river. I hope he died, so I don't have to suffer any more. But I hope he still lives. I'm really in conflict! "

Kau Wei covered her face and sobbed.

The bandage man reached out a hand, wanted to pat her on the shoulder, stopped for a while in mid air and then retracted. He asked, "what's his name?"

"Wang Xi."

"Wang Xi..."

"Do you know him?" Kauai 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!"

"Drink it. It's all on anyway."

"It's just more painful to drink..." The light in the bandage man's eyes dimmed, and he remembered the cruel night.

"I went to bed and you went to bed earlier."

Kauwei went downstairs. When he went downstairs, he saw the bandaged man sitting in the dark picking up the wine bottle and putting it on his mouth. His eyes were glistening with tears.

When he heard that there was no movement downstairs, the bandage man turned over from the window. The houses here were next to each other. He stepped on two walls and went down to 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 mobile phone from time to time. There was a small program similar to navigation on the mobile phone, which would mark the location and orientation of all monitors along the way.

This mobile phone is also handled with the ID card bought from the black market. He has several ID cards on him. He once saw the skills in criminals. He didn't expect that he would use them one day.

On the way, he stole a bicycle and came to the outskirts to relax. His legs were tired out.

There is a mountain in front of it. There is a white tombstone on it. The bandaged man throws his bicycle in the grass, goes up the mountain, sneaks into the cemetery, looks for it in the rows of tombstones, and finally sees the name of hanloch.

With her picture on it, the happy smile on the tombstone will only make the mourner more sad.

The bandage man stroked the dents of every word on the tombstone with his fingers, then put his head on it and cried. When he cried enough, he took out the wine and poured it on the tombstone. He said to the man in the picture, "Roche, I don't know how to live anymore."

The answer is still a happy smile.

Then he went to see another old friend. Li Mu's tombstone was next to hanluoxi. The bandaged man took out three cigarettes and put them in front of the tombstone. He said to the man in the picture, "master, you don't have to worry about dying of lung cancer now, but you don't want to be quiet. I use cigarettes to choke you every year As long as I'm alive! "

After the memorial ceremony, the bandaged man ran back to the original road. On the way back, he met a police car. He immediately threw his bike away and jumped into the grass beside the road. The police saw a suspicious guy, got off the car and searched for him for a while, then went back to the car.

He walked back to the city and met a group of hooligans in an alley. They were bullying an uncle dressed as a working man. The uncle knelt on the ground and hugged his head. He shivered. A little hooligan with blue hair slapped his uncle in the face. His face was swollen and his companion laughed happily.

The bandaged man clenched his fist. He wanted to go up and clean up the gang of hooligans and vent his anger. But when he saw the monitor above, he hesitated again and finally put up his collar and left silently.

Back in kauwei's attic, he lay down and fell asleep, speechless all night.

The tranquility of Goupi Lane in the morning was broken by a crash. A group of debt collectors found the old tailor and threw all the things in his room out. The old tailor begged humbly, "Grandpa, Grandpa, don't throw me to eat!"

The head man's ugly features are like an Impressionist oil painting. He rolled his hair with his hands and said, "when will I pay back the money?"

"Two more days..." Said the old tailor with a low voice.

"Impressionism" is like an evil spirit attached to the body. The ghosts and animals twist their bodies, jump up and fall down, pose like crabs and gnash their teeth.

The younger brother explained: "we mogo are insane. As soon as we hear the sentence of" two days of grace ", we will cut people off. Try again."

The old tailor looked like paper. "I really don't have money now."

"Old man, who are you bluffing about? What do you eat, drink and wear without money?" "Impressionists" pointed at him, his eyes gradually cold, "give you another chance."

"Really I really can't get any money. I don't have a dime. No more... "

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" "Impressionists" held up their faces and laughed. The old tailor was horrified.

The residents in the alley were alarmed and had gathered around for a long time. Many of them were smiling happily. Mrs. Zhang still held a handful of melon seeds in her hand and ate them while watching.

In this scene, the bandaged man is also watching from the attic window.

"Impressionist" made a gesture, the little brother immediately jumped up, kicked and hit the old tailor. "Impressionist" suddenly became furious, kicked a little brother over, and said, "I don't mean you to hit people, I mean you to get what I put in the back carriage!"

Younger brother looked innocent. "Generally speaking, this means hitting people. I didn't understand it wrong."

"Am I wrong?" The Impressionists kicked him down again and made that gesture again.

Little brother hurriedly ran to get something. "Impressionists" rolled their hair severely, and chuckled, "let's play a game."

"Please, give me another two days. I really don't have any money." The old tailor was lying on the ground begging.

"Impressionists" really got angry this time. They kicked the old tailor hard. "Are you a robot? It will be said that if we want to pity you, who will pity us? Otherwise, the boss of Qian will scold us. If you are so poor, what kind of usury do you borrow! Ah? "

"Take him to sell organs. I heard that a testicle of 400000 yuan and a waist of 600000 yuan would be better if you cut the old satchel!" Mrs. Zhang put forward suggestions.

After a while, I took the props, a small finger thick iron chain, and the crowd was excited.

When the "Impressionists" told the younger brother to start peeling the old tailor's clothes, everyone was excited and their faces were full of happy smiles