Chapter 471

A black Audi drove smoothly on the road.

The middle-aged man shakes down the glass and spits out blood.

"Damn, today's luck is really bad, but the grandson's luck is also good. The three girls, no matter their body or appearance, are all the best. Hey, I don't know what luck that boy has." The middle-aged man thought.

Just now, his blood just spit on the glass of a white Volkswagen driving side by side with him.

"Damn, you're blind. What's the matter?" The Volkswagen owner was angry and put down the window to scold the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was full of fire and immediately countered: "I'm happy. What can you do to me? I'm driving a broken car. It's a good idea to walk on the road. I'm not afraid of breaking down on the way. "

"Grass, it's great to drive an Audi!" VW car owners didn't pay attention at the beginning. After a glance, they found that the other side was driving an Audi A8L. Compared with the other side, their speedeng was not of the same level. They felt a little guilty. After a scolding, they had to close the car window and step on the accelerator to leave immediately.

"Cut, rubbish, don't run if you have the ability!" Huang Bo laughed and his face was full of satisfaction.

Back home, the middle-aged man lay in bed and turned on the TV for a while, holding on to his abdomen with one hand.

"Yes, is it a mosquito bite or a skin allergy?" He also looked a little happy.

Scratching didn't stop the itching, but it became more and more intense, and the itching feeling became more and more clear.

Finally, the faster Huang Bo grasps, the skin on his body has been red, and even the blood has finally penetrated.

It seems that the itching does not come from the skin, but from the bones. Now Huang Bo has only one feeling. It seems that tens of thousands of ants have got into his body and crawled on the bones. From time to time, they open their mouths and bite their own bones and organs. This is a kind of inhuman torture for Huang Bo, He even wanted to hold his hand in his stomach, which seemed to be the only way to relieve the pain he was suffering.

After a while, he raised his hand, with blood and flesh standing between his nails.

Looking down at his stomach, Huang Bo shivered.

He really didn't know when his stomach had been scratched. It was full of blood, and the whole belly looked shocking.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Xiao Yao had said to himself.

Cherish the few hours you have left. If I were you, I would go home and tell my wife and children goodbye immediately.

This is what Xiao Yao said at that time.

Even up to now, Huang Bo still remembers it clearly, mainly because when Xiao Yao said this, he had already felt a deep coolness.

At first, he didn't take that sentence seriously. He just felt that the other party didn't dare to do anything about himself. He just said cruel words. He also said a lot of such words. Most men want face. It seems that it's the only thing they can do when they can't do anything. But now, he suddenly feels that what the other party says is not a joke at all, But in a very serious attitude to give their own advice.

"I don't want to die!" Huang Bo took a deep breath, immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

Apart from doing so, he didn't know what else he could have done before.

At this moment, his brain was almost completely shrouded in fear.

He always felt that he would not live long.

His eyes were full of anger and resentment. If he saw Xiao Yao again now, he would not care about anything and would rush up and give each other two knives.

Even if you really want to kill yourself, there is no need to choose this way, right?

Even now, Huang Bo doesn't know how Xiao Yao does it. Is he a wizard? Otherwise, how to explain what happened to him now?

Weird!

He really wants to break his head, but he can't figure out when Xiao Yao did it on him.

"I can't die..." although Huang Bo wanted to restrain himself, he had to stretch out his hand to continue to scratch because of the itchy feeling on his body.

Originally, his eyes twinkled with resentment or anger, but gradually, his eyes showed only a kind of sadness.

He felt that he was going to die this time.

Blood, left on the sofa, finally dripping on the ground.

more and more.

The original resentment in his eyes completely faded, more of a regret.

Finally, he reached out and took out his cell phone again.

My hands are full of blood.

He called his wife first.

The phone rang for a long time and was about to hang up before it was connected.

"What do you want me to do?" There came a woman's voice, "thirty thousand!"

"Are you playing mahjong again?" Huang Bo asked.

"Yes, I'm playing mahjong. What's the matter? Damn, you are allowed to fool around all day long. Now I have to go through your permission to play mahjong? " The voice over the phone seemed impatient. "What's the matter? If not, I'll hang up. By the way, I've spent the 100000 yuan you gave me last time. Besides, don't call me in the future besides giving me money. I don't have much time to chat with you. "

With these words, the phone has been hung up.

Huang Bo looked at the mobile phone in his hand and gave a bitter smile. His face was getting older and paler.

On the second call, he called his son who went to school in other places.

"What are you doing, son?" Huang Bo said with a smile, but the smile seemed far fetched.

"Wocao, dragon wave group, damn it, you Kengbi, hello? Dad? What can I do for you? If you have something to say, I'll hang up! " Huang Xiaole said impatiently.

"Nothing. I just miss you." Huang Bo said.

"Miss me? What's your problem? By the way, did you buy the BMW I asked you to buy for me? I can tell you, my girlfriend said that if I didn't have a BMW, she would kick me out. Then don't blame me for not recognizing your father. " Huang Xiaole said, and quickly said, "I don't tell you, I joined the group, hang up!"

There was a busy tone on the phone.

He wanted to make a call to his parents. First he opened the call record, but after reading it for a long time, he couldn't find the call record. Finally, he had to look for it from the address book.

He wanted to slap himself.

It seems that I haven't called my parents for more than a month.

Soon, the phone was connected.

Just three rings.

"Hello, son? Why are you calling now? Have you had dinner? " Speaking of this, the sound of some vicissitudes, but also can not help but take a cold breath, "hiss..."

"What's the matter, Ma?" Huang Bo asked quickly, but his voice was weak.

"It's OK. I was too anxious to answer the phone just now, so I hit my foot on the leg of the sofa."

Huang Bo's bloody hand rubbed his eyes and choked: "what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Ha, I'm afraid you can't wait to hang up?" The old man said with a dry smile.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you..." Huang Bo's body was shaking.

It's not because of the pain in my body, just because of the infinite regret in my heart.

At this moment, he didn't hate Xiao Yao so much. He felt that it was a waste of air for people like himself to live in the world. If it wasn't for his current situation, he might not realize how stupid he was all his life.

"Well, son, what are you sorry for? Is there something wrong outside? If there's something wrong, it's nothing. Hurry back to your hometown. Your father and I are not as healthy as we are now. We can continue to work. " The old man said quickly.

Huang Bo smiles.

A hearty smile.

"Mom, it's the proudest thing in my life for me to have parents like you." Huang Bo said with a smile.

Gradually, his voice grew weaker as he grew older.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it on his stomach. He took a deep breath, but his brain was a little more sober.

He knew that if he closed his eyes now, he would never wake up again.

"Mom, I'll hang up first. You and my dad should rest early." Huang Bo said.

"Well, then you should have a rest early too!" The old man said quickly.

"Well, by the way, Ma."

"What's the matter?" The old man asked curiously.

"I love you." Huanbo said with a smile, "I want to be your son forever."

"What are you talking about, silly boy?" The old man couldn't laugh or cry. By this time, the phone had been hung up.

Huang Bo opens the recording software.

"I'm Huang Bo. Next, this voice will be my last medical advice. All my assets will be given to my parents and my younger brothers and sisters. Of course, if my younger brothers and sisters are not filial to my parents, they will ask the court to take back all their inheritance and transfer it to my parents. Will..."

Click the stop button and his head is in a daze.

In the eyes originally twinkled bright light, slowly dim.

"I don't hate it anymore."

This is the last word he said when he was alive

In the last lesson of his life, Huang Bo got the sublimation of his soul. He suddenly felt that death was not so terrible. Originally, he thought that this was the end of his life, but when he suddenly realized at the last moment, he realized that this was just the beginning of himself.

If there is a next life, I will choose to be a kind person. Be kind to yourself, be kind to those who love you... When he came 120 years ago, Huang Bo had lost his breath. The scene is a little strange. There is blood all over his body. It looks like he has broken his stomach. What's more, there is a smile on the face of the dead. Peaceful smile