He and I were both frightened. He reacted very quickly and picked up a chair next to him, looking at me with hostility.
"Who are you? How did you get into my house?"
I was also frightened. After taking a deep breath, I said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not a bad person. I'm here to find you."
He glanced at the closed door of the main room, then at the opened back door, and his brows suddenly furrowed: "Who are you? What are you doing?"
I was afraid that he would throw a chair at me, so I cautiously took two steps back and said, "I don't mean any harm. I came to you to find out something. Don't worry about the chair and we can talk."
He didn't put down the chair, but still stared at me, as if he was about to smash the chair at me the next moment.
At this time, the old lady's voice came from the back room: "Mao'er, who are you talking to? Are there guests at home?"
"Mom, it's okay... don't worry about it, it's a friend from my work." He immediately responded to the back room in a lower tone.
I can see that this guy is a filial son.
He was very gentle when talking to his mother, but when he looked at me, his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.
However, the old lady's voice soon came from the back room: "Your friend is here! Then you can treat him well, and I will take the medicine and cook for you."
An idea struck me, and I rushed to the back room and said, "Auntie, I'm your son's colleague. You don't need to bother me. We are old friends and we never see each other outside."
He immediately rushed to the back room and said, "Mom, don't bother me. We've all eaten. Let's just talk about something. You take the medicine and go to bed early."
After saying that, he glared at me again, lowered his voice and said: "Who are you? What are you going to do? If you didn't say I called the police, you broke into a private house..."
Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him and said, "You can call the police. I'm worried that you won't call the police. The police will come just in time to reveal all the things you did."
His frown deepened, and his eyes were as sharp as knives as he glared at me.
After a brief silence, he picked up the chair in his hand and threw it towards me.
I dodged, but he grabbed a woodcutter next to him and rushed towards me.
I raised the knife and dropped it. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, otherwise the knife would have hit my head.
The knife struck the stool next to him, making a "stirrup" sound and cutting a deep gash.
This is a deadly move!
I thought that he would not be so violent if he was kind, but it seems that I thought too much. Dogs will jump over the wall when they are anxious, let alone humans.
He must have been frightened by what I just said, so he wanted to kill me to silence me.
I stopped being polite and quickly took out the butcher's knife from my back and confronted him.
"Are you sure you want to fight with me?"
Looking at the shining blade in my hand, he was stunned for a moment.
I then said: "Put down the knife if you are sensible, and let's have a good chat. If you don't want to talk, then just chop it. Anyway, I didn't want to live before I came here."
He was so angry that he was shaking all over and looked at me with red eyes. He could lower his voice and yell at me: "Who the hell are you? Have I offended you?"
"Put the knife down and let's talk."
He hesitated for a moment, sneered, and put down the knife.
I also put the knife back behind my back, then took out a cigarette and handed him one first.
He hesitated for a while, then waved his hand at me to say no.
I lit it myself and took a puff. I lit the cigarette just to calm myself down a bit. I was nervous too!
After blowing out the smoke, I said, "Let me ask you first, do you know Wang Hao?"
He narrowed his eyes, but said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about, I don't recognize it."
I smiled and said, "Stop pretending. If you didn't know me, I wouldn't come to your house. If you want to have a good chat, just tell me the truth."
He was so angry at me that he looked at me fiercely and threatened through gritted teeth: "Boy, don't compete with me or make me angry. I'll make it impossible for you to leave this village."
I took out my phone without any hesitation, checked the time, and said, "It's 8:45 pm, there are still fifteen minutes left. If I don't call my friend back, he will call the police."
He smiled coldly: "So what? Fifteen minutes is enough for me to kill you."
I tried to keep myself calm, took a puff of cigarette and said, "Well, I believe it, but I have to resist if you kill me, right? Give you five minutes, and it will take time to dispose of my body, right?"
After saying that, I added with a smile: "Which is faster, you or the police car?"
Seeing that I was so calm, his fierce posture finally weakened a bit, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "I know Wang Hao, but I don't know you. What do you want to do?"
I smiled and lifted the chair on the floor.
After sitting down, he said calmly: "Six days ago, you helped Wang Hao design several programs. He used them in a competition, and now he won first place."
"So what? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Of course it has something to do with me. I also participated in this competition. If it weren't for your program, I would be the first place."
He sneered and said, "That's because your skills are inferior to others."
"You are wrong. I was ahead in the final total score. Do you want to know why?"
He looked at me fiercely, waiting for me to say the next thing.
I took another puff of cigarette and said slowly: "Because I have stains on my body, the organizer disqualified me from the competition, but my program was chosen by Jiangshan Technology. Do you know Jiang Shimin?"
After a short pause, I continued: "He helped me, but what he said was wrong and offended Wang Hao. In order to save myself, I stood up and explained in front of the public that Wang Hao's procedure was not done by him. Now
I have to find evidence, otherwise I will face jail time..."
Before I could finish speaking, he snorted again and said, "You asked for it, why did you do that?"
I was still not in a hurry, and slowly explained: "I just said that I have stains on my body and have been rejected by my peers. I need this opportunity to prove myself."
"What does that have to do with me?"
"Are you stupid? I have said so much, don't you understand yet?" I said angrily, "Because of you, I am in a dilemma now. I must find the person behind Wang Hao who helped him design the program, otherwise I will
Going to jail."
"So what are you thinking about now?"
"Just help me explain the situation."
He snorted disdainfully: "You have found the wrong person, haven't you? You are afraid of going to jail, but if I go and announce it, wouldn't I be the one who goes to jail? Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Indeed, you will probably go to jail, but I will definitely do my best to help you."
"You are fucking mentally ill! Do you think I will agree?"
"Fuck you!" I stood up suddenly and hit his head with the cigarette butt in my hand.
"Keep your mouth clean! Now I'm giving you a chance."
"Fuck!" He cursed again and was about to pick up the woodcutter just now.
At this time, the old lady's old and hoarse voice came from the room again: "Mao'er, why are you still quarreling? Talk about what you have to say! Don't quarrel with your friends..."
Because he was extremely angry, the woodcutter he held in his hand kept shaking. Veins popped out on his neck. He clenched his teeth and stared at me with a pair of blood-red eyes.
But facing the old voice coming from the back room, he suppressed his murderous energy and said softly: "Mom, it's okay, we didn't quarrel, let's keep it down."
After he calmed down a little, I took a look at the phone and said, "There are still five minutes left. If I don't call back, my friend will call the police. What do you think?"