"Li Ming! Come out!" Li Xiaoshu shouted loudly into the room as soon as she returned home.
The room that responded was indeed lit but empty.
After Li Xiaoshu glanced around the room, she found noodles that were still steaming overnight and a pack of fruit-flavored candies on the table.
Walking forward, he reached out and took out the note on the noodle bowl. It said: Xiao Shu, I have something to go out to do, so I ordered a bowl of noodles for you. You can go to bed early after eating, and you don't have to wait for me. I bought some.
Candy, if you feel sleepy while studying, you can also eat two.
Xiao Shu, who was holding her breath, finally could only let out a sigh when she saw the noodle bowl on the table and the poached eggs covering it.
After sitting down, Xiao Shu reached out to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, and was about to pick up the noodles to eat when she suddenly reached out and picked up the note on the table with a strange expression.
My former brother had a strong and firm brushstrokes, round handwriting, regular strokes, and even sizes.
But now on the note, the ink is restrained, with a hint of madness, and the strokes are sharp and sharp, but they suddenly turn back.
"It's really strange..." Li Xiaoshu tilted her head and said in confusion.
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After changing out of his school uniform, Li Ming was wearing a black sportswear with white vertical stripes on the side. He walked to the end of the path in front of his house in the drizzle like felt, and a black van was standing alone at this time.
Stop under the dim streetlight.
Li Ming stepped forward, and the car door slowly opened amidst the sound of the slide rails. A familiar man was looking at Li Ming impatiently - it was the person who had previously collected the debts owed by Li Ming's family.
"Hurry up and get in the car. You're taking your time. There are still things to do tonight." The man said angrily.
Li Ming nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the car door, and then got into the car.
The sound of the slide rails sounded again, and after the door closed, the roar of the engine sounded, and then the vehicle started slowly after a jitter.
"Let's introduce ourselves first to save you the trouble of addressing each other later." The man reached out and fiddled with his bangs, flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said, "My name is Wen Bo, you can just call me Brother Bo..." After the man finished speaking, he pointed to the driver driving in front and the person sitting next to Li Ming and continued, "This is Anzi, and this is Xiaotian."
Wen Bo is in his mid-twenties, wearing a brown shiny leather jacket, with his long hair hanging diagonally on his forehead, and his whole body is slightly thinner.
As for Anzi and Xiaotian, they are both in their early twenties, one is fat and the other is thin, and both are slightly fancy-dressed.
After nodding to the three of them with a smile, Li Ming said, "My name is Li Ming, and I will rely on you all to take care of me from now on."
After hearing Li Ming introduce himself, Wen Bo frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Your name usually sounds a bit weird, so you can give yourself a nickname."
In the dark carriage, Li Ming tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Okay Brother Bo, I am a dog, so why not call me Li Dog."
Li Dog, Li Gouzi, the hungry dog that neighed on the snowy night, has now truly come to this world.
Nodding, Wen Bo threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stamped it out with his leather shoes. After looking at Li Ming, he then said to several people with a serious expression, "There is an old ruffian who sells meat. He took cough medicine and incurred a huge debt.
If you don’t get along, you’re still fooling around with us..."
Having said this, Wen Bo paused for a moment, looked at Li Ming, and then continued, "Brother Zong said, this debt is bad, but we must also show an attitude to teach him a lesson, otherwise
From now on, I will really become a philanthropist."
Li Ming nodded to indicate that he understood, and then continued to wait for Wen Bo's next article.
"We'll keep the momentum going for you later. If you take action tonight, it's just a matter of voting for a certificate. Is there any problem?" Wen Bo looked directly into Li Ming's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from the face of the young man in front of him.
Cowardice.
Li Ming raised his head and licked his lips. The light from the window shone into the dark car. The moment the light hit Li Ming's eyes, Wen Bo felt a slight numbness in his spine, as if he saw wild animals.
Like a wolf.
"Okay, Brother Bo, I understand." Li Ming nodded and said with a smile.
Speechless all the way, the group of people parked the car at the door of the butcher's house as the night gradually dimmed.
"Anzai, you're here..." Wen Bo casually ordered.
After a few people got out of the car, they looked around, then took out a black bag from the trunk, and then continued, "This bastard butcher, I heard he was a ruthless person before. Be careful, after all, he killed the pig."
After more than ten years, I will always have some skills in my hands. After controlling this guy and destroying his right hand and left leg, we will retreat."
After that, Wenbo took out the knives from the package and distributed them to the two of them, then led everyone towards the butcher's house.
Arriving at the door of the butcher's house, Wen Bo stepped back and stepped aside, signaling Li Ming to come forward and knock on the door.
Li Ming, who was dressed in sportswear, squeezed the short dagger in his hand and was about to knock on the door when he found that the butcher's family did not lock him to death but gently covered him.
Wen Bo looked to the side with some doubts, and the latter nodded fiercely.
He gently reached out and pushed, and with a creaking sound, the door in front of Li Ming swayed open, and three people filed in.
As soon as he entered the door, Li Ming heard the sound of the TV program in his ears, and smelled a sour smell at the tip of his nose. After he got used to the light and dark, what he saw in front of him was a person who flickered on and off under the influence of the light from the TV.
Living room.
A variety show with no nutritional value is being shown on the TV, the coffee table is covered with wine bottles, the garbage-strewn floor is filled with dirty clothes, the lunch box is full of flies, and there is a stench of vomit.
Object.
The three villains were holding sharp knives and looked at the scene in front of them in shock.
Xiaotian looked at the bare-chested man with bruises sitting on the sofa and the hateful-looking woman with her breasts exposed beside him. He turned to look at Bo Ge in a daze and said, "Bo Bo, this..."
·What should I do?"
Under the instructions of Brother Zong, what I came here to ask for was to use this butcher to kill chickens to scare monkeys and establish authority, but the scene in front of him obviously made Wenbo not know what to do.
To kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, what you want is blood, and what you want is to make all the waiting monkeys feel fear.
However, killing a sick chicken obviously cannot have such an effect.
Even if you bite the bullet and get the thing done, people on the street will not feel awe after word spreads. Instead, they will laugh at Brother Zong for not having the vision to let the bad debt go, and finally take it out on the loser.
But if you don’t do anything, others will think that the butcher will just let the debt fall through the cracks.
Wenbo is regarded as a confidant by Zong Ge, not because he is strong or smart, but because he will act according to Zong Ge's intentions.
So when looking at the scene in front of him, Wen Bo suddenly felt a little difficult.
Just as Wen Bo put the back of his right hand holding the blade in front of his forehead, a groan came out, and the woman who was sitting on the sofa stood up with a numb expression.
After yawning, the woman casually glanced at the three people holding Han Mang in front of her, then staggered like a zombie to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water to drink.
Wen Bo looked at the woman with a sallow complexion and dilated pupils in front of him, spat in disgust, and then cursed angrily, "These drunk people are so damn disgusting..."
When the situation reached a deadlock, Li Ming, who was standing aside, casually dropped the sharp blade at his feet, raised a devilish smile on his lips, and then suddenly said, "Brother Bo, didn't you say you want to hand over your name? Let me do it.