In the middle of the bumpy dirt road, the motorcycle flew sideways, and half of the motorcycle body fell into the trench. Long Haitao sat on the ground in a miserable state. His left arm and left cheek were all scratched with blood. His right hand was in his pocket. inside, but still didn't pull out the pistol.
Two cars blocked the road in front and behind. Han Dayan pointed his gun at Long Haitao without saying a word. Han Laoer sat in the car and did not get out at all.
"Bang."
Hassan and I stepped out of the car and walked slowly to Long Haitao.
"I guess it was you who caused this," Long Haitao gritted his teeth and looked at me and said.
I stood there, looking at this middle-aged man who once had great fame in Kazakhstan. I was silent for a moment and asked expressionlessly: "Long Haitao, can you afford to lose?"
"Xiang Nan, with real swords and guns, even five of you are no match." Long Haitao looked at me and replied.
"Real swords, real guns, what do you have, pointing at those migrant workers who are paid to do things, or your Shandong brothers who have not arrived! Long Haitao, society is progressing, you are out of date." I felt calm. 's reply.
"……."
Long Haitao heard my words and chose to remain silent this time.
"Haitao, you and I both started from the grassroots. It's not easy to get here by stumbling all the way. By a combination of circumstances and luck, you and I both have a point. Although we have lost the capital to speak in this society, we have failed. Death has to be like that, what do you think?"
I looked at Long Haitao, took out the cigarette case from my pocket, and threw one to him.
"Snapped."
As the flames danced, Long Haitao took out the hand holding the pistol, lit a cigarette, sat cross-legged on the ground and took a puff, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I am obsolete, when will you be obsolete?"
"Whenever I sit here with you, I will be out of date," I replied, smoking a cigarette and lowering my head.
"You're fucking exciting me." Long Haitao looked at me sideways and blew out smoke.
"Brother Yanzi, are you afraid of killing people?"
I didn't answer Long Haitao's words and turned to ask Han Dayan.
"Have I never killed anyone?" Han Dayan pointed the gun at Long Haitao and asked me back.
Long Haitao became a little excited while listening to our conversation. He took two puffs on his cigarette holder. The spicy nicotine made his lips numb and his throat stinging.
"Xiang Nan, I know you must be the one who bought the land. I will return the money to you. Can you... let me go?"
Long Haitao, who was in his forties, prayed in a hoarse voice. Although there was no one else around him, this plea for mercy made his heart feel like needles pricking him.
"cannot."
I was silent for three seconds and replied simply.
After I finished speaking, Long Haitao and I looked at each other and said with trembling lips: "Xiang Nan, sometimes, the matter of retribution is really mysterious. I lost an eyeball in exchange for ten years of glory, but Looking back, I wanted to exchange ten years of glory for a life, but God didn't pay for me. I admit I lost, but I feel that the way I feel at this moment, you will experience it yourself one day..."
"I also think it's quite mysterious, but in order not to experience what you are feeling now, then I have to meet an opponent and defeat an opponent."
I replied to Long Haitao, turned around and left.
Ten seconds later.
"Kang,."
With a gunshot, Long Haitao's head burst into a cloud of blood mist, and his body fell to the ground with a thud. The blood sprayed out in a straight line, and the cigarette butt glowing with fire was right next to his ear, floating in the sticky water. on the blood.
Since then,.
Long Haitao is gone. The bullet he prepared for me was nailed into his own head. The reason why I turned around and left was because I didn’t want to see his expression with the gun pointed at my temple. I don’t want to remember it. Live and never want to see it.
Natural selection, we live in such a circle, and we don’t even have a way out, so how can we consider other people’s difficulties and obstacles?
Long Haitao's last threat in life and the words of retribution frightened me?
The answer is, I am definitely afraid.
But precisely because I am afraid, I have to be careful and guard against it.
…
"Pfft,."
"There's gunshots, Captain Fu."
The police officer in Lao Fu's car suddenly sat up.
"There's a fire, go over and take a look." After waiting for a long time, the old man finally heard the sound of gunshots, so he shouted excitedly.
The vehicle followed the sound of gunshots and searched for nearly 20 minutes, and then found Long Haitao's body on the dirt road. The old man was stunned for two seconds and did not feel sad for Long Haitao's death. His first words were: "What happened? Why did the person die?"
For Lao Fu, is there any difference between catching someone alive and catching someone dead?
The answer is yes.
In this matter, everyone has their own interests and demands, and humanity and warmth are all shockingly indifferent.
…
In the car.
We had already left the scene and headed for the city in a detour. Hassan drove the car and frowned at me and asked, "Brother, does he have to die?"
"...Does he have to do that to the eldest prince and Beibei? There are some things, if you ask the reason, there will be no result." I was silent for a while and asked.
"But I think...he is no longer a threat to us. If he leaves, he will leave." Hassan replied.
"...Let's drive."
I looked out the window, paused for a long time, and replied softly.
…
Half an hour later.
We entered the city and drove the two cars into the garage. Han Laoer and Hassan started washing the cars with buckets. Han Dayan and I walked out of the garage and prepared to go home.
"Beep bell bell,."
Just as Han Dayan and I were walking on the empty street, the phone suddenly rang.
"Hello."
"I, Lao Fu."
"Hmm." I snorted through my nose.
"Why do people die?" Old Fu asked through gritted teeth.
When I heard this, I felt it was very nonsense. I was silent for a long time, and then roared back: "Old Fu, don't you fucking think that the words you asked are worse than mine? It's like what a policeman should do." Are you asking,,ah,.”
The old man was a little dazed and a little stunned by my shouting.
Yes, he is a policeman, why would he ask this question? Old Fu thought blankly.
"Snapped."
I was a little annoyed and hung up the phone directly.
"You have great mood swings, haha." Han Dayan turned to look at me and said.
"Dirty, so damn dirty."
I turned around and spat, hugged my shoulders, and stood with Han Dayan, preparing to stop the taxi on the street.
"...tap tap tap..."
At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly appeared behind Han Dayan and I. It was very light.
A young man, wearing a peaked cap and a jacket on a hot day, put his right hand into his arms and stared at my back with hazy eyes.
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