At eight o'clock in the morning, the city has woken up.
As long as there is a store on the road in the wholesale market, there will be many people crowded together, either rushing to grab the freshly baked goods, or competing to shout about their products.
The crowd surged like a tidal wave and was packed to the brim. The market was filled with hustle and bustle. The noise and the shouts of sellers mixed together to create a chaotic atmosphere.
All in all, there were a lot of people.
At the street corner, Xiao Cao stood tremblingly in front of Abudu, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness. In his eyes, Abudu seemed to be a two-faced person, who could be placed on his shoulders for a while, as if he had been there for decades.
The old friend laughed and chatted with him. After a while, he narrowed his narrow eyes, held his hand, and pushed the knife into the innocent woman's white neck.
Blood sprayed on Abdul's face, and he actually laughed out loud. He invited Xiao Cao into the room and started eating barbecue and drinking beer. He didn't care that there was a dead woman lying in the toilet with her blood dripping all over the floor.
Blood.
His kindness and cruelty made Xiao Cao irresistible.
Until one night later, Xiao Cao couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the blood that had long been wiped off his face.
"Xiao Cao, go over to the street and buy us some breakfast." Abdul's eyes were cold, but there was a smile on his lips.
"good."
Xiao Cao accepted Abdul's order tremblingly. His heart was beating wildly and his body seemed to have lost control. Although he was full of fear, his face slowly became expressionless, as if he had lost all his emotions.
Angry, he followed Abdul's orders mechanically.
Fear and helplessness made him numb and he became Abdul's puppet.
When Xiao Cao walked away, Aikbal, who had been holding back all night, complained: "Didn't I agree last night that I would let that kid have a good time before joining the gang? Why did he kill him in the end? His ID card was used in that room.
Once you register, the police will come to your door right away."
Abdul smiled, not taking it seriously at all: "This is so cool."
Akbar was furious and lowered his voice and said hastily: "Abdu! I said the police are going to find us through Xiao Cao soon. What should we do! Otherwise, we will blow up this place now?"
Abdul picked at his earwax and said slowly, "Why are you so anxious? The blood in the room has been cleaned away, and a no-disturbance sign has been hung at the door. No one will notice."
Akber looked around guiltily and said quickly: "I always feel that the police are going to jump out from behind and catch us soon. Hey, I'll go blow it up first."
With that said, Aikbal carefully carried his gadgets and prepared to go to the shop with the most people. He really didn't take his own life seriously.
Abdul grabbed the other person and stared at him as if he were looking at a fool: "I said Aikbal, are you really prepared to do this deal?"
Akber looked unbelievable: "Isn't everyone doing this? Do you want to do it again?"
Abdul shrugged and pointed at the gadget in Aikbal's arms: "Can't you control this? Let Xiao Cao go, we can just stand far away. If we see the opportunity then, 'bang'
It exploded immediately. Aren’t you always worried that the police will come to your door through Xiao Cao? We will send him to your door now, hey, he will just die."
Aike Baier listened for a long time and still didn't react.
Abdul patted him on the shoulder and continued: "Just send it to the police station and blow it up. Police station, do you understand?"
Akber lowered his head and glanced at the gadget in his arms, and said with self-knowledge: "Forget it about the police station. You might be killed before you can even get in. Let's just find a place with a lot of people."
Thanks to NJ's all-round, 360-degree security, people like Akber, who have not seen much of the world, are born with a little fear of the police, and even they themselves are not aware of it.
Abdul stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, curled his lips and said, "That's okay! Well, a lot of people crowded together suddenly flew into the air, like fireworks, eh, eh, not bad.
.Aikbal, maybe a head will happen to fly to our feet by then.
"Haha, it's so cool!"
As he spoke, Abdul was aroused by his emotions and became extremely excited. His facial muscles began to spasm, and his expression became distorted and fanatical. As his hands kept waving in the air, it seemed that at this moment his
There really is a human head in my hand.
Akber couldn't help but take half a step back.
"Mr. Abdul, I bought breakfast." Xiao Cao came back, holding a bag of breakfast and standing next to Abdul.
Aikber cast his eyes on this little guy who had recently joined the gang, wondering why this guy didn't just take the opportunity to run away? Why did he stay?
Abdul laughed, hugged Xiao Cao's neck tightly with one hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao Cao, what's your name, sir? You often see foreigners. You can go to the store to buy something for me later, and then I will give it to you."
Money, let you go online."
A flicker of light appeared in Xiao Cao's numb expression, and he nodded heavily.
Abdul motioned to Aikbal to bring over the gadgets, then pointed to a place in the west where many people gathered at the entrance of a store, and said: "Xiao Cao, just go to that store..."
Halfway through, Abdul stopped abruptly.
Because he found that several men in civilian clothes across the street looked like policemen, or in other words, they were policemen. They pointed at the opposite arm and dropped it.
Obviously, the plainclothes policemen opposite noticed them.
Abdul put his arms around Xiao Cao's neck, made a 180-degree turn, and strode away in the opposite direction, dragging his thin body.
Akbar had become accustomed to Abdul's wanton behavior and thought that Abdul had a new idea, so he immediately followed him and left.
Along the way, Abdul chatted enthusiastically with Xiao Cao, either telling about the mountains and rivers of his hometown, or asking Xiao Cao to introduce the humanities and history of the compulsory city.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When chatting happily, Abdul frequently turned back to ask for Aikbal's opinions, or share his own insights and ideas with him.
However, Abdul's eyes did not fall on Aikbal half the time. Most of the time, he looked over his shoulder and behind him.
The more times it happened, Aikbal also realized that something was wrong.
Are there any police following?
He forcibly resisted the desire to look back. In addition to fear, he also received a warning from the stern eyes that Abdul occasionally looked at him: Don't look back!
"Let's go somewhere else to have fun!"
Arriving at the entrance of a bus station, Abdul waved his hands excitedly and allowed the three of them to rush straight into the busy long-distance bus terminal with an unquestioning attitude.
Under the impact of Abdul's successive brainwashing and killings, Xiao Cao had completely lost his mind and could only mechanically carry out any of Abdul's orders.
The three of them turned into the bus station and saw a huge security gate at the entrance of the waiting room.
There were several long lines in front of the security gate, all of which were passengers waiting for security check. Behind them were several security guards in uniforms, both male and female. They looked like they had no fighting ability. It would be no problem to rush through forcefully.
Akbar's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Abdu, why don't we just stay here."
Abdul slapped the other person on the head with one hand and scolded: "What are you thinking about? We have to go to Dongzhou! Why are you so full of thoughts of perishing together?"
When he encountered the security gate, he would definitely not be able to hide the gadgets in Aikbal's arms. Unexpectedly, the idea of escaping by bus was suddenly dashed.
Abdul knew something was wrong, so he quickly looked back, then took the two of them to the corner of the station yard, preparing to wait for an opportunity to escape through the back door.
While he was looking around, a man wearing a peaked cap and a small bag hanging on his chest came over. He was only a few steps away, but his eyes were wandering, and he glanced at the surrounding situation from time to time. He looked slow, but in fact
He walked toward Abdul and the others with a clear purpose.
If it weren't for the sneaky, unkind look in his eyes, and the way he dared to touch someone alone, Abdul would have almost thought that the cap was also a policeman in civilian clothes.
As they approached a few people, the peaked cap's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he lowered his voice and asked: "Brother, where are you going? I have a ticket! It's a regular bus, and it's also a bus at the station, and the price is cheap! But you can't get on the bus at the station, just
Can I trouble you to get in the car in the alley behind?"
Abdul smiled, he turned out to be an omnipotent scalper.