The way the Night Dire eats is really scary, and its food intake is simply beyond the scope of human understanding, which is shocking to the world.
As a last resort, Du Weiguo chose to eat at a very quiet roadside stall in a back alley that only sold wontons and bamboo noodles.
Not far from this roadside stall, across the road, is a 6-story residential building. It is old, and the exterior walls are already crumbling.
On the edge of the rooftop on the top floor, there was a girl wearing a white floral dress, who suddenly climbed up the rooftop wall with great difficulty.
The girl was about 16 or 7 years old. She had beautiful features and a slim figure. With Du Weiguo's eyesight, he could see clearly.
The hem of this girl's skirt was muddy and even had rips, and she had a white paper flower pinned to her temple.
The little girl's eyes were red, with tears still hanging on her face that had not yet dried up. Her expression was sad, and her eyes were full of determination.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows lightly and stood up immediately. He picked up the wet handkerchief on the table and wiped his hands, thinking to himself.
This child must have just lost a relative. Could it be that she suffered some injustice and wanted to jump off the building?
Du Weiguo has never been a holy mother. After leaving the country, she became a murderer. After going through hundreds of battles and wading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, her heart has long been as hard as iron.
However, Du Weiguo still couldn't do such a thing as not saving his life. After ten years of drinking ice, his blood was still cold.
"Night Dire, don't eat too much and get to work quickly!"
Du Weiguo kicked Night Dire angrily and gave a low scolding. Now that he was eating delicious food, this guy had already eaten like crazy. He kept showing off and selectively ignored his orders.
There is a profound spiritual connection between Nightmare and Du Weiguo. Of course, Nightmare's idea of saving people is clear to him.
It's just that it is busy enjoying its appetite and chooses to act stupid.
After being kicked and scolded, Nightmare could no longer pretend to be stupid. Although she felt a hundred reluctances in her heart, she did not dare to disobey Du Weiguo's orders.
A humanized helpless expression appeared on the dog's face, and he lazily raised his head, with a faint red light flashing in his eyes.
The thin girl on the top of the building had just struggled to climb the wall when she seemed to hear something suddenly coming from behind her.
Her eyes were wide open, an incredible expression appeared on her face, tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned around violently.
Then, as if she was crazy, she jumped back to the rooftop without hesitation, ran towards the door crying, and after only two steps, her vision went dark and she fell to the ground.
In front of the night stall, Nightmare snorted very arrogantly and turned to look at Du Weiguo, his eyes full of pride and a hint of impatience.
It probably means that you have the nerve to interrupt my meal for such a trivial matter. Are you mentally ill?
Du Weiguo didn't bother to calm down with it and scolded him angrily: "Okay, eat it, eat it, you pig."
Then Du Weiguo turned his attention to Ma Wu and said in a deep voice: "Fifth Master, I'm going to do something. Please wait for me here for a while."
"Okay, sir."
Ma Wu had been secretly watching the little moves between Du Weiguo and Nightmare, not knowing what was going on, and holding back his doubts.
But he is experienced in the world, has a strict mouth, does not even ask an unnecessary word, and has a perfect sense of proportion.
Du Weiguo didn't waste any time and walked towards the house across the street. Since he had met him, he had to ask why.
This private house is an old-fashioned tube building, with dozens of households on each floor, door to door, and door to door. It is so narrow that it looks like a pigeon cage.
There was no running water in the building, and there were chamber pots and toilets in the narrow corridor, which filled the air with a foul and unpleasant smell. There was not even any lighting in the corridor, and it was very dark, which was especially suitable for shooting ghost movies.
Du Weiguo walked calmly and walked up the stairs unhurriedly. He went straight to the top floor, squatted down, helped the little girl who had fainted on the ground, and gently shook her shoulders.
The little girl was extremely thin and leaned softly in Du Weiguo's arms. She slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her.
After a while, she reacted suddenly, struggled to sit up, subconsciously hugged her chest, and asked timidly:
"You, who are you?"
She spoke Cantonese with a slight mainland accent, and her voice was very small, soft and waxy. Du Weiguo was in a trance, and suddenly thought of Zuo Lan who was far away in Sijiu City.
Ordinarily, Zuo Lan should be 13 years old this year, and should be a big girl. I don’t know how she is doing now.
At the moment, the situation in the north is complicated and difficult to describe. News has been completely cut off. Not to mention Zuo Lan, not even Hu Fei can be contacted.
It's not that Du Weiguo doesn't want to contact him, he really can't and doesn't dare to. At this juncture, if he rashly uses an overseas radio station to send a telegram to Hu Fei, the consequences will be...
Du Weiguo was a little distracted. The little girl in front of him glanced timidly at him. Seeing that he was in a daze, his eyes were clear and he didn't look like a bad person, so he plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice:
"Who are you?"
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head, suppressed all these messy thoughts, and said in a gentle voice as much as possible:
"Oh, I'm a police officer. I happened to pass by here. Little girl, what's your name? Have you been wronged in any way?"
Du Weiguo casually made up a reason that is relatively easy to accept. Although the current reputation of the Hong Kong Island police is very average.
But if something really happens, he is still relatively trustworthy. Sure enough, when the little girl heard that he was a policeman, her fearful expression immediately dissipated.
However, a pair of charming big eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist, and she choked with sobs and said:
"You are Sir, my name is Amei, I, I~~"
Before she finished speaking, Amei's tears fell down, and she told her experience intermittently.
Her real name is Xue Liwen and her nickname is Amei. She is 15 years old. She is originally from Dahe Village, Baihua Township, Huidong County, Huizhou. She fled to Hong Kong Island.
A-mei's father was seriously injured in the war in his early years. He fell ill and passed away when she was only a few years old.
In the days that followed, A-mei and her mother depended on each other, gritting their teeth and holding on. At such a young age, she had experienced all kinds of suffering in the world, and she was extremely sensible.
It is true that a hemp rope only picks out the thinnest places to break, and bad luck only picks out misfortune.
There are many disputes in front of the widow's house. Amei's mother is very pretty and has a graceful figure. She is a famous beauty from all over the country.
And the man died at a young age, leaving her helpless. Such a little widow will naturally arouse countless malicious covetous people.
The brigade secretary of Dahe Village is one of these scoundrels. More than once or twice, he has tried to steal good fortune and jade, both overtly and covertly.
Amei's mother has a strong and fierce character, and would rather die than obey. Fortunately, after all, we are all fellow villagers and belong to the same clan. Those who go around can be considered related.
The brigade secretary did not dare to use too much force, to do things thoroughly and to force too much, so he could only be greedy and could not accomplish anything good.
Angry and embarrassed, they made things difficult at every turn. Life became increasingly difficult for A-Mei and her daughter, but they managed to remain calm. Her mother never remarried, and she endured hardships alone, pulling A-Mei to grow up.
Last year, strong winds swept through, turning everything upside down, and all peace was broken.
The secretary of the brigade is a clever and thoughtful man who is good at speculation. In the midst of chaos, he has gained astonishing power. I dare not say more about this, but everyone knows it.
With the power in his hands, he immediately cast his evil gaze on A-mei's mother, whom he had coveted for a long time, and decisively extended his claws.
Randomly finding a ridiculous reason creates an opportunity to be alone together, but Amei's mother is also a smart woman, not only has a backbone, but also has a hint of courage in her character.
That day, when she was called away alone by the secretary of the brigade, she had a hidden agenda. When the beast showed his true colors and wanted to take advantage of her.
Amei's mother pretended to be flattering at first, and then used the secretly hidden scissors to cut off the sexpot's lifeblood with just one cut.
Then, A-mei’s mother took A-mei away from Dahe Village under the cover of darkness. They walked day and night, eating the wind and drinking the dew, for a full 13 days, and finally escaped to Hong Kong Island on foot.
By the time they arrived at Hong Kong Island, the two of them were already dying from the torture, like beggars, and they were no longer human.
A-mei has an uncle from her natal family in Hong Kong Island, and he has written to them before. They came all the way to join him.
The first few months were fine. With my uncle's full care, life went smoothly. Mother and daughter also breathed a long sigh of relief and started a new life full of expectations.
A-Mei and her mother were both ingenious and able to endure hardships, and they soon found a job in a plastic flower factory in the New Territories.
Although the income is not much, the two women are used to hardship and live a simple life. This humble income is more than enough for them, and they can even make a small surplus.
At this point, A-Mei and her daughter have finally come to the end of their hardships and are beginning to look forward to a better life in the future.
However, bad luck never lets go of the poor easily. They have only been safe for a few months and have just celebrated the New Year. Their good days have come to an end.
A-Mei’s mother got married early and was only 16 years old when she was born. This is commonplace in rural areas today and is nothing new.
Therefore, when A-mei turns 15, she transforms from an ugly duckling into a graceful white swan almost overnight, and her mother is about to turn 31, which is the age when women are most charming.
Life on Hong Kong Island is relatively stable. After a few months of care, the two of them have recovered their vitality. They are becoming more and more beautiful every day, and their beauty can no longer be concealed.
In this still somewhat wild era, time is in chaos, and it is definitely a disaster rather than a blessing for a woman from a poor family to be too beautiful.
In fact, the beauty of the two of them can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu. For Du Weiguo, who is used to seeing top-notch beauties, it is naturally difficult for him to appreciate them.
But for old perverts who have never seen much of the world, they are very coveted, especially as a mother-daughter flower, which makes some perverts with ulterior motives and evil taste just want to take action.
Just after the New Year, Amei's uncle was dragged into playing cards by some of his co-workers. At first he always won small amounts, and basically every day he could get back a roast goose, old wine, cigarettes, etc.
Within a week, Uncle A-mei was completely addicted and became addicted. The more he played, the more he played, and soon his savings were wiped out. Even before he was young, he owed a huge gambling debt.
The biggest debt was due to a gangster nicknamed Shengfan, which amounted to more than 8,000 Hong Kong dollars. This was a huge amount of money, and for a small household, it was already an astronomical figure.
Uncle Amei works as an assembly line worker at a Kowloon soft drink factory, and his monthly salary is only NT$200. This amount of money is enough for him to work without food or water for 4 years.
At this point, this vulgar immortal game has been completed, and Shengfan finally showed his face and showed his fangs.
Every day he would come with a few dwarf mules to collect debts, and each time he would give Uncle Amei a severe beating, beating him to a black and blue face, and forcing him to repay the money at the usurious interest rate.
Usury, also known as loan sharking, is also called the king of hell's profit. The game is like a nine-in-one game. The interest is compounded. There are many tricks. Once you get involved, you will have to peel off the skin even if you don't die.
After gritting his teeth and paying off the interest for a few days, Uncle Amei couldn't bear it anymore. After another beating, Shengfan made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
This debt, including the principal and interest, was treated as a betrothal gift, and A-mei's mother was directly married to him, and it was written off in one stroke.
Uncle Amei is a timid and honest man who is afraid of getting into trouble. He was punched for several days in a row, and there was no part of his body that was not free of pain.
Now that I was hooked up with a loan shark that could kill people, I was so frightened that I almost agreed without thinking.
His life was at stake, and he didn't care about his face. He knelt in front of A-mei's mother, cried bitterly, begged in every possible way, and tried to persuade her.
After all, they are siblings. The eldest brother is the father, and Amei’s mother has also lost her bearings. She cannot just watch her brother die like this.
Although he knew it was a trap, he could only accept his fate, grit his teeth, and hastily marry Shengfan.
Shengfan's home is in the residential building at the foot of the building. He was originally a low-class mule who had nothing to do all day long.
He was addicted to eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, but he was still a lustful devil. Within a month, the freshness he felt towards A-mei's mother was gone.
So, this beast turned his evil eyes on the graceful A-mei who had gone away. Fortunately, A-mei's mother protected her well enough.
Moreover, Amei’s mother has a fierce temper. She really dares to go all out at critical moments, so she always lets Shengfan succeed.
Although A-mei lives a fearful life every day, with her mother's desperate protection, she finally has no danger.
But Shengfan was a dirty little mule with no sense of shame and no bottom line. Within a few days, the biggest tragedy happened.
Seven days ago, Amei's mother was robbed on her way home alone late at night after working overtime. She was stabbed three times in the vital parts and died on the spot.
Today is A-Mei’s mother’s first birthday, and it’s not even past midnight yet. Shengfan, this beast, is so drunk that she can’t wait to rape A-Mei’s mother in front of her spiritual statue.
A-mei resisted desperately, and in a panic, she knocked down the drunken fan with a pot of burning toilet paper. Seeing that the blood was all over her face and she was motionless, she thought she had killed someone.
I wanted to surrender, but when I turned around and looked at my mother's portrait on the wall, I was immediately discouraged and had the idea of committing suicide.
Amei finished telling her tragic experience intermittently, her eyes were red and pitiful, and Du Weiguo asked warmly:
"Mei, where is your uncle?"
Amei shook her head:
"I don't know. He pushed my mother into the fire pit. He was ashamed to see others. I heard that he went to work on a ship at sea."
Du Weiguo nodded, and Amei burst into tears and asked twitchingly:
"Sir, I really don't want to go to jail or be shot. Can you let me die by myself? I want to go down and find my mother~~"
Du Weiguo felt a pity in his heart, stretched out his hand to rub her little head, and said with gentle comfort:
"Mei, I can guarantee that you will never go to jail, and there is no need to commit suicide. Your mother definitely wants you to live well, are you right?"
"But, but, I killed someone, and I have to pay for it with my life~"
Killing for life, this is the simplest understanding of A-mei. Du Weiguo smiled and helped her up from the ground, and gently dusted her body:
"I said you don't have to go to jail, so you won't go to jail, let alone die. Trust me, go, take me to your house, and I'll see if this creature is dead."
Du Weiguo's magnetic voice and spring-like smile seemed to carry some indescribable magic power, almost instantly igniting the still extinguished light of hope in Amei's heart.
"Okay~"
Amei stopped crying, nodded subconsciously, made a weak sound, and timidly held the corner of his clothes.
Shengfan's house is located in the middle of the fourth floor of this residential building. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a sharp smell of alcohol and a faint smell of paper dust.
The space in the house is very narrow, with the layout of one bedroom and one living room. There is a small hard board bed in the living room, and an old wooden cabinet is placed in the northeast corner.
On top of the cabinet, there was a small rusty incense burner and two plates of wilted, not-so-fresh fruits, forming an extremely simple mourning hall.
Du Weiguo glanced at the portrait of a woman on the wall. It was indeed quite delicate and very similar to Amei, and then he turned his attention to a strong man lying on the ground.
This guy is really tall, about 172cm tall. This height is considered tall in today's Hong Kong Island. This guy is very strong, tall and thick, with a full face.
A cut was made on his forehead by a pottery basin, and the paper ash and blood were mixed together and flowed all over his face, making it impossible to see his original appearance.
With just a brief glance, Du Weiguo knew that this guy was not dead. Although he was motionless, he was still breathing heavily.
"He, is he dead?"
Amei hid behind Du Weiguo, trembling all over, and asked in a voice as loud as an ant. Du Weiguo patted her arm and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, he's not dead yet~"
After saying that, Du Weiguo stepped on Shengfan's calf with a heavy kick. He immediately opened his eyes wide and let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. (End of Chapter)