"Damn, why are you so slow?"
Ding Zihui shook off the ash from his cigarette and squatted at the neon intersection, looking around impatiently. His fluorescent yellow jacket was a bit dazzling.
He looked angrily at the deserted street for a few times, then walked towards the west block with a cigarette in his hand. He rubbed his hands and pulled his bulging satchel in front of him, and leaned against the slightly lit alley to keep himself warm. , his mouth kept dirty:
"Stupid thing, if you don't come back, I'll give you twice as much. There are a lot of good things that people will snatch, damn..."
"Ahem!"
A hoarse and muffled cough came from the narrow alley behind him, as if he was holding a mouthful of century-old phlegm.
Ding Zihui stopped cursing, turned his head cautiously and hesitantly, and glanced into the alley behind him, only to see a corner of clothes flashing past at the end.
House demolition coming?
Ding Zihui's eyes flickered, probably due to the stimulation of alcohol and the irritability of waiting. He looked at the deserted street again, and finally walked into the narrow alley with a cigarette in his hand.
"You're here? What are you doing hiding here like a mouse? Everything in the West Block is out in the open, and there is no patrol to manage it."
The upper entrance of the narrow alley was almost blocked by iron sheets that protected the rain, and it was so dark that only the flickering red light of the cigarette butt remained.
Ding Zihui slowed down as he approached the corner, and his curses became more aggressive: "Is it you? I don't want the parts anymore? Do you know that few people in the entire red light district can do such fine work..."
"Bang!"
A sudden change occurred, and he kicked his knees with sudden force. Ding Zihui staggered to his knees and screamed in pain. The sound of breaking wind hit his ears and kicked him to the ground!
"Ahem...fuck!"
Ding Zihui cursed, his ears buzzed and his teeth became loose. The knee he was kicked shattered into pieces, and he curled up in pain.
Ding Zihui stepped over the cigarette with his combat boots and approached, trembling and looking up: "You are not demolishing the house, what are you going to do? I'm warning you, I am from the Red Queen Casino, if you..."
"Did I let you talk?"
The voice of the visitor was calm.
Ding Zihui was stunned: "What——"
Before he could finish his words, the hijacker grabbed his hair, dragged his body up, held down his head and smashed it against the wall!
"hiss……"
Ding Zihui's vision suddenly went dark, and he gasped, and then he was pulled up again and buckled repeatedly. His flesh and blood collided and rubbed against the lime, causing blood to spatter.
"I was wrong, I was wrong!"
The blood on his forehead stained the wall. Ding Zihui touched the back of his waist and begged for mercy, "What do you want? I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you!"
"What do you want me to do?"
The person behind him laughed softly, and the next second his head was pushed down even more roughly, making a "bang" sound in the dark alley!
Ding Zihui was dizzy. It took a long time, or maybe only a few seconds, for him to realize from the severe numbness, dizziness, vomiting, and pain that he was not dead.
The hijacker slowly opened his coat and pulled out the gun from his waist.
"AKM, ah, what a good gun."
There was a "click" sound of loading, and the cold barrel of the gun grazed the back of his neck and pressed against the back of his head. "At such a close distance, it should be able to blow his head open."
"no, do not want!"
Ding Zihui struggled desperately with blood on his head. The tremor of death wrapped around his nerves. He just wanted to live, "What do you want? Is it gun parts? I have everything on my body, and I will give it to you! If it's not enough, I will find it for you." Demolition of homes, arms, money, anything!”
"Arms to demolish homes?"
The visitor seemed to be a little interested, and said in a low and hoarse voice with a smile, "Did you just say that you were from the Red Queen Casino?"
"Yes, I am."
"I really don't know much about the arms trade here. How about... you tell me what the Red Queen Casino is, and I will consider whether to let you go."
Don’t know this?
He is not from the red light district!
Ding Zihui rolled his eyes, and without having time to think about it, he swallowed the bloody saliva and said with a trembling voice:
"Red, the Red Queen Casino is the largest black market trading hub in the Second Outer City. It mainly deals in arms business and is also the largest arms seller in the Second Outer City. I, I am the parts mechanic at the Red Queen Casino. This time I am making some parts privately to make extra money. …If you want it, I’ll give it to you.”
"Earning extra money privately by stealing from casinos?"
"I'm not stealing! This is allowed. The casino will allocate certain materials every month for technicians to resell. The boss of our casino has few talents and is very generous to skilled talents!"
His voice suddenly rose, eager to prove that he didn't break the rules.
After he finished speaking, he realized it later and shivered in the dead silence.
"...talent?"
For a long time, the hijacker chuckled.
The hoarse voice became softer, and it was obvious that it was a woman.
The root of his hair hurt, and Ding Zihui was forced to look up to meet the hijacker's eyes. The baby blue eyes were a unique color. The light in the narrow alley was not strong, and the long eyelashes cast shadows. Only one side of the dark blue could be seen, almost silent. deep water.
Ding Zihui was shocked: "It's you! You are -"
"who I am?"
Bai Shu smiled lightly, slammed Ding Zihui's head against the wall, and pulled him up without moving his expression.
"Ahem... No, I don't know who you are, I've never seen you!"
Ding Zihui gasped violently, and the fear made the pain blur, "Let me go, it's because I can't see the mountain, it's because I'm blind! It's because I couldn't control my mouth and acted like a bitch, I... uh uh uh!"
The barrel of the gun was violently thrust into his mouth, causing the teeth that were about to close to bleed. The iron smell doubled the feeling of vomiting.
"Ah, you really can't control your mouth, and you shouldn't recognize me."
Bai Zhu lowered her eyelids. She looked at the frightened man, and there seemed to be a thrilling pleasure passing through her eyes.
"You are right in saying 'If you don't have a tutor, you will be beaten'," she whispered softly, "but in my case, it's fatal."
"Uh! Uh-huh!" Ding Zihui's eyes suddenly opened wide, whimpering and struggling desperately.
"——Be careful in the next life."
Bai Zhu pulled the trigger.
boom!
The gunfire disappeared in a flash, and the hunter in the bar paused and continued drinking. Ning Zhi at the bar didn't even raise his eyelids. Even the birds in the red light district just fluttered their wings twice and continued to doze off. The passers-by in the backstreet cursed "Big "There was trouble again during the day" and he went home as a matter of course.
The smell of brain matter was not very pleasant, so Baizhu deliberately chose a good angle to avoid staining his clothes.
She took off Ding Zihui's satchel, stood up and walked towards the depths.
Only corpses with blown-out faces were left in the narrow alley, and cigarettes that fell to the ground were still burning.
