May 20th is not a special holiday. The fireworks that are only set off on New Year's Day, New Year, Lantern Festival and other festivals are lighting up half of the Hong Kong city during non-prime hours. Only when the sky is just getting hazy, the colorful fireworks are set off.
The people after get off work are still on the bus, the working people are still having the dinner before going to work, the stall owners are preparing for the small peak of passenger flow in the evening, and the small vendors are pushing their carts to the main street, '簌' The sounds were so dense that they couldn't help but stop and look up, taking in their eyes the six words blessing someone in the sky.
Bing'er, this name is neither widespread nor remote, in general it is a good name. The girl who saw the scene in the sky was somewhat envious of Bing'er. Someone actually went to such trouble to set off fireworks for her. You know, these fireworks
But it is commendable to dye a small half of the port city with such romance!
The next morning, people in Kyoto who are accustomed to a fast-paced life have already gotten up. On the dining table are rice and other southern foods that the owner loves, and next to the rice bowl is a photo that has just been developed.
The person who took this photo took the view at night and did not turn on the flash, but under the bright light of the sky, he could still see the object clearly.
On top of the photo, a girl is nestling in the arms of a boy. In her arms, she raises her head and looks at the bright red sky. Under the huge "Happy Birthday", the two people look at each other very quietly. Although the picture is very confusing.
It's dim, but it shows a warm feeling
"Sister Meng, this photo is great. Why does the circle at the back look like a wheel? But it's such a beautiful cake."
At the dining table, a cute little girl with long eyelashes swayed in the air with her calves that could not reach the ground. She lay on the table and looked at the photo, blinking and saying.
"That's the Ferris wheel that hasn't been built yet. It's the iron lump that Sister Meng and Ran'er went to sit on last week." There were only two people sitting in the huge hall. The one who answered was the woman who always had a smile on her face, but her eyes were
When I look at that photo, the luster is a bit dim, and I feel lost and envious.
When Gong Yanmeng woke up in the morning, this photo had been placed on the table. It must have been placed by his father or brother. When he first looked at it, the lovers hugged each other under the fireworks, and the bright lights in front echoed it.
It’s a photo with an excellent angle. If it were to win some photography competitions, I’m not sure I’d win the first prize, but I’d at least win an excellence award.
Gently touching the photo, Gong Yanmeng looked at the characters in the photo. She could tell who the silhouette was from the front. The hero was him, but the heroine next to him was not her. In the dream, it was not like this.
"Ran'er, do you think the elder brother's sister is pretty?" Suddenly, Gong Yanmeng asked. In this photo, you can only vaguely see the girl nestling in the boy's arms. You can't see clearly from the front, and from the side.
Only the long hair shawl
"Ran'er thinks...she should be very beautiful." The little girl Ran'er tilted her head and thought for a while, with the innocence of her age: "Sister Meng, look, the photos are so beautiful, so the people in the photos should be very beautiful too.
"
"Very beautiful..." Gong Yanmeng smiled faintly and pinched the little girl's smooth baby face. In this family, she and Xiao Ran'er got along best: "Sister, I have decided to take you out to play."
After taking a look at the photo, Gong Yanmeng took a breath and turned the photo over so that the back was facing up... If you don't look at it, your mind will be calm.
When little Ran'er heard Gong Yanmeng said that he would take her out to play, she burst into cheers, but then she lowered her head and said: "Sister Meng, I've been shopping all over Kyoto, and Ran'er is tired of playing. Otherwise, we won't
Let’s go out to play and ask Sister Jing to come and accompany us.”
Born in Kyoto, little Ran'er is already old enough to go to school. But why do the children of the Gong family have to go out to study at an early age? Naturally, they invite teachers at home. In addition, the Gong family does have the so-called good genes. Gong Ran
It doesn't mean that children only need one semester to complete all the one-year courses and get full marks. The score rate is 95%, so the rest of the time is mostly spent playing. After a long time in the world, even in the big city of Kyoto
Tired of it
"Sister Jing has her own things to do, so how can she accompany us two to play?" Gong Yanmeng shook his head, and after the little girl looked a little disappointed, he continued with a smile: "We are not playing in Kyoto this time.
How about my sister taking you to Hong Kong City?"
One north and one south, the distance span is so big that it crosses half of the domestic territory. Gong Yanmeng has never been there, but Gong Raner has been there once.
"Port City? Okay, okay, let's go and play with big brother." Gong Raner was overjoyed when she heard that she could leave Kyoto, but after a while, the joy on the little girl's face faded again: "But uncle
They said if we are not allowed to go out, we will be scolded by them."
It can be seen from the look on the little girl's face that she is a little afraid of the uncle she talks about. For Gong Ran'er, anyone who is more cruel to her is a bad person. Even the eldest brother in Hong Kong City is considered a half-bad guy, just because of the dream.
My sister's relationship is not that of a complete bad person.
"I'll just go, they... don't care." Gong Yanmeng turned the photo over again. Looking at the two people leaning against each other, she felt that she was going... so she went. It was time to go.
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The next day in the port city, although there was no fast pace of life in Kyoto, everyone who should get up was already up, and some people who were accustomed to it had already finished washing up.
Dillon didn't get up because he hadn't fallen asleep at all. There were some bloodshot eyes in his eyes. Dillon sat in the hotel room with a gloomy expression. The two men in front of him looked afraid of Dillon and mixed with sadness. Last night, they
Most of this group of people are dead!
Two men armed with sniper rifles were sniped to death, four brothers in close combat were hacked to death with random knives, and the car in which the five brothers were blocking the road at night was crushed to pieces by a road roller, killing all five of them!
Does the other party's actions seem to be completely known to the other party, or is the other party's plan to detect everything around the prey?
Di Long took a deep gulp of cold water and felt gloomy. If the other party had all the port city in his hands, Di Long would admit it! But this was impossible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sit here! And if it was later
Or, Di Long could only take a breath. The other party has such precise arrangements and execution capabilities. Who is this organization? He now regrets taking on this task!
"Brother Di, what should we... do now?" A man with hair covering his ears in front of Di Long hesitated and said, "Secretary Huang seems to already know what happened last night."
Silence can not only describe the situation in the classroom, but also the silence in the room now. After the man finished speaking, there was no words for three full minutes. Di Long closed his eyes, thinking about something, and the two people standing there,
They are waiting for Brother Di's decision. Of the more than ten brothers who have returned to China, only six are left!
"Secretary Huang..." Di Long's voice was hoarse due to not sleeping last night: "Who the hell is he!"
If he hadn't blocked him many times, if he hadn't been noisy, if he hadn't been nosy, Ti Long believed that he could seize the many opportunities ahead, at least...he wouldn't have lost eleven brothers this time!
People in anger tend to attribute the cause of failure to others. Ti Long repeatedly warned himself not to let his anger take over his heart. He understood that talking too much will lead to mistakes, but this time he was really angry and confused, and his comrade-in-arms for many years died!
"I'm nothing, but I'm better than the idiot who sold his brother and still doesn't regret it!"
Not long after Di Long finished speaking, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and six burly men in plain clothes walked in. The summer T-shirt could not cover the protruding gun-shaped outline of his waist. The one who spoke was the burly man in a suit who walked in last.
The voice is indifferent and disdainful
When "Secretary Huang" saw the person coming, the two men in front of Di Long immediately shouted that this man was his immediate boss and the supervisor of this mission, and he could not afford to offend him.
Secretary Huang ignored these two people who were just minions in his eyes, walked straight to Ti Long, and said condescendingly: "If you do something wrong and shirk the responsibility on others, you are a waste!"
Dillon had given the name "trash" to many people who died in his hands, but now he was actually called a "trash" by others, which made Dillon's breathing become rapid and his eyes were fixed on the burly man, as if
like an enraged ferocious wolf
"Hmph! You still stare at people?" Secretary Huang's face showed a look of ridicule. He has always been unhappy with these mercenaries who can't stand up to the stage. To him, this kind of low life is far inferior to the killers trained by the country:
"I already knew about this last night, and the person in Kyoto has already said that if the employment is cancelled, the commission that should be paid to you will not be less. After picking it up, get out of the port city!"
He took out a bank card from his pocket and smashed it directly into Di Long's angry face. "Pop". Perhaps on purpose or by coincidence, the side of the bank card was stably slapped on the side of Di Long's face. The sound was very loud.
It's crisp
The bank card slid down the side of Dillon's face, and there was a massive red mark on the left side of his face. Seeing this, Dillon's two subordinates couldn't help but take a step forward. Secretary Huang's action was a naked insult, even if he was one of the employers.
So what about humans? Have they ever suffered from such a bird-like attitude?
Unexpectedly, Di Long stretched out his right hand, signaling the two of them not to worry about it. The anger on his face disappeared, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Judging from the technique just now, Secretary Huang was a
Master! Not to mention the six big men with guns behind him, he was alone. Ti Long guessed that he was no match for him!
"I understand, Secretary Huang, let's break up now." Returning to calmness, suppressing all the anger and unwillingness, Ti Long reached out to pick up the bank card that fell on the ground, patted it twice, and put it in his mouth
bag
Secretary Huang didn't expect that this man was a bit self-aware. He originally wanted to anger him and let him practice his fists. Killing him to get back the commission would not appear to be unethical. But now that he understands the current affairs, he will not
Needing to do too much, he nodded, appreciating him in his eyes.
"It's a good time to get together and break up. You will leave the port city today. The remaining unfinished tasks will naturally be taken over by my people. As you told me, we will break up at once! Get out!"