boyfriend shameless

Chapter 11

He was awakened by the ear-piercing shout, grabbed the things at hand and threw them out: "Damn, what's the sound, didn't you see that I was sleeping!" Last night, while grandpa was not at home, he sneaked back to his gangster's lair, and with his brother When they got together, they drank too much and fell asleep on the bed. Now that they haven't had enough sleep, they are woken up and feel terrible.

"Hey Gongge!" His strongest brother Wen Zheng ran over, picked up the book he threw out, and put it back on the table respectfully, "Sorry, it's too noisy outside, I asked the brothers to close the door. Don't hurry up and close the door, be quick with your hands and feet."

Before the door was closed, the tragic shout suddenly sounded like a sharp whistle, piercing the eardrums, Gong Jiang sat up abruptly, opened the curtains, Wen Zheng couldn't stop her: "Brother Gong!"

The dazzling silver light pierced the eyeballs in an instant, it was not sunlight, but the light of a knife!

The sharp blade was reflected by the sun with a piercing cold light, and the blood flowed down the back of the blade and splashed onto the gray concrete floor, evenly spreading the tragic red.

A man frantically waved a knife, roaring loudly, cutting everything he saw. In his tight arms, a boy about seven or eight years old was crying loudly. A scarlet bloody mouth was cut on the arm.

"Papa, Mama—Papa, Mama—"

The original noisy alley was silent, the doors of every house were closed, and the door of the hardware store could not be closed. The clerk quietly hid behind the container, and half of his head came out in fear, staring at the man in fear.The boss who sells the iron pot is thick-backed, often pats his chest, and proudly says that his grandfather is a martial arts expert. The fat and fat belly was pressed into the pile of iron utensils, for fear that a piece of pork belly would be chopped off by a man.

There was no living person in the alley, everyone who could speak was hiding, and even the stray wild cat screamed in surprise, and quickly jumped up the wall.

No one came to rescue, no one acted bravely, those who had the ability to save others and those who were usually arrogant all turned into cowards. The boy's mournful cries passed through every alley, but they did not arouse people's conscience.

"Brother Gong, don't meddle in this matter!" Wen Zheng nervously closed the curtains, "This man is a drug addict, his mind is not clear, and he will slash people madly at any time. The note came a few times, but he ran away The last time this mad dog hacked a stray dog ​​to death in the street, a brother couldn't see to stop him, but he hacked him and is still lying in the hospital. Brother Gong, the addict who is most afraid of dying in a fight, don't you Put yourself in for this matter. We called the police, and when the note comes, this baby will definitely be saved."

Gong Jiang took out a cigarette, Wen Zheng lit it for him, and he took a deep breath.The boy's crying became weaker, he seemed to be desperate, and he seemed to be out of breath, leaving only a sad sobbing sound, helpless and sad.

Gong Jiang remembered the time when she was beaten by her stepfather. He just had not had time to finish harvesting the rice before it rained, so he was hung up and whipped to death, every time he was beaten on his bones, it hurt bitterly.He cried hissingly and broke his heart, but those indifferent relatives stood three steps away and laughed at him in a manner of "you deserve it" and "we don't care about it".

Desperation and grief, he's had enough of this pain!

He threw the unsmoked cigarette on the ground and stamped it out: "You said just now that he would kill people at any time."

"Yes... yes." Wen Zheng shivered.

"That is to say," Gong Jiang picked up a bench, opened the window and slammed at the knife raised by the man, "he may have chopped off the boy before the notice came!" Jumped directly to the second floor.

The thrill came in just a few tens of seconds. A second before he smashed the bench, the man raised his knife and slashed at the little boy. The moment he snatched the little boy from the man's arms, the man raised his knife to him!

Gong Jiang woke up from the nightmare.He didn't know when the heating was turned off, and the room was pierced by a biting cold wind, which was as cold as an ice cave, but his head was covered with sweat, and the sweat was frozen into ice slag before it dripped down.

He actually dreamed of that terrible past.The scar on his face seemed to respond to his master's dream, and he felt a faint pain. He stroked the uneven scar tremblingly, and buried his face in his palm.

I don't know which lunatic is singing outside the window while drunk, with a deadly male duck voice hanging, howling ghosts and wolves in an incomprehensible song, harsh and unpleasant, Gong Jiang violently opened the blackout cloth, and yelled downstairs: " What the hell are you yelling about, do you know what time it is..."

What time is it?Gong Jiang paused, only to realize that it was dark, the lights in every house were completely extinguished, and the air temperature was extremely cold, all of which reminded him that it was late at night.

The man downstairs took a big gulp from the wine bottle, spewed out the spirits with a puff, and cursed at the sky in a high-pitched voice: "You fucking know what, I was scolded by the boss, lost my job, and was also scolded by my girlfriend." Abandoned! Do you know what she said about me, saying that I am decadent, useless, and spineless, that I don't want to comfort me anymore, and let me fend for myself!"

Being scolded by the leader and losing his job, these experiences are very similar to his.Gong Jiang should feel sympathy for this man, or empathize with the sadness, but in his heart, he resisted disgust and contempt.

Look at what this man looks like, his mouth stinks of wine, his body is sloppy, he is uncomfortable, and he disturbs others, making sleepy people uncomfortable.The lights of the opposite house were turned on one after another, someone opened the window and yelled at the man who was still singing in the north wind, and some rude person poured a basin of cold water directly, pouring the man into a mess.

Gong Jiang looked at the drenched man, and suddenly remembered these days, whether Feng Ying looked at him with helplessness, despair, and then giving up, and whether he would also be like his current mood, despising those who do not think about making progress he.

Such a decadent person, even he hates him, let alone Feng Ying.What about the backbone, what about the ambition, where are they all gone?He has come and gone in the wind and rain for so many years, no matter how he was hit, he became a half-dead waste!When a knife cut his face, he didn't say a word. It wasn't until the little boy cried and touched his face that he realized that there was a big gash on his face.

At that time, there were two big cuts on his body, each of which saw the bones. He was never afraid, and even if he thought about it afterwards, he would proudly say that he was a great hero.

It is extremely ironic that the once great hero has become today's big bear.

The man downstairs stopped howling. He sat down on the ground soaked in cold water, crying with his head in his arms.

"Hey!" Gong Jiang opened the window and threw down a big towel, "Wipe off your tears, stand up if you are a man, you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of a living ass!"

The man was holding the big towel in a daze.He didn't know how he was related to "death", but when he wanted to ask, Gong Jiang had disappeared from the window sill.