Human ladder

"It's... difficult for people to get out of their own circle."

Ming Xun was not interested in the emptiness and flashy cheers in front of him. He seemed to be used to such scenes, indifferently as if he was watching a farce, but with a bit of condescension: "Everyone is in interpersonal communication. Playing one's own social role, there are more than a hundred social roles that people have to play in their life. Will be a loser in some of their eyes."

Everyone is afraid of failure.

A group of demons danced around, everyone was waiting for the closed door to open, and even the decadent air here never leaked out.

Wen Yan's eyes dimmed for a while, and he trembled uncontrollably.

He pinched his thigh to maintain his superficial calmness, and it took him a while to spit out the dull breath in his heart along with his words: "What if someone calls the police?"

Ming Xun looked at Wen Yan's reaction, and smiled with satisfaction: "No matter who it is... as long as the note comes over today, like that day," he leaned close to Wen Yan's ear, looking forward to it with a full smile Said: "I have a lot of things here, all prepared for you."

He was too close to Wen Yan, and even the cold cypress fragrance on Ming Xun's body stimulated every nerve of Wen Yan.

Wen Yanteng stood up from the sofa, which attracted the attention of many people. Before he could dissuade him, someone pushed the door open and entered.

Because of the backlight, Wen Yan couldn't see the specific face of the person who came, but someone had already recognized it first, and hurriedly booed and welcomed him: "Hey, Sun Yixing, you are here... Everyone is waiting for you."

Someone turned on a light, Sun Yixing closed the door, approached them, took off the scarf around his neck and said: "There is a traffic jam on the road, I apologize to everyone."

For just a split second, Wen Yan stared at the door, almost instinctively wanting to ask for help, rushing out desperately, wanting this Sun Yixing to leave this place that would ruin him quickly.

"Hey, old rules, three glasses of wine at the door."

Sun Yixing looked at the few people who were ready to cheat him, pointed at them and said, "You guys are not mean enough, you haven't even started yet. Well, just drink."

"Young Master Sun is refreshing, do you see—"

Leave... Get out of here quickly!

After Sun Yixing picked up the three glasses of wine that were full on the table and drank them all in one gulp, everyone let Sun Yixing sit down with satisfaction.

The snow hadn't stopped outside, and Sun Yixing's shoulders were left with snow-melted water stains. The indoor air conditioner was fully turned on, and he took off his coat and walked towards Wen Yan's empty seat.

Only then did Wen Yan see Sun Yixing's specific appearance: he was tall and thin, with two sections of hair shaved on one side.

You can't judge whether a person is good or bad just by looking at his clothes and demeanor.

It seems that people have a kind of compensatory mentality for the bad things they have done. Wen Yan now hopes that the person in front of him is at least a rich second generation with no crimes, so that his sense of guilt will not be so strong.

As if seeing what Wen Yan was thinking, Ming Xun put his shoulders on Wen Yan and greeted Sun Yixing who was walking towards Wen Yan: "Hi, I'm the manager here—"

"Who is this?"

Ming Xun pinched Wen Yan's shoulders, and said in an unchanged tone, "Oh, our second child."

Wen Yan shook off Ming Xun's hand in disapproval, and cursed: You are the second child!Your whole family is the second child.

Sun Yixing obviously had no interest in Wen Yan, so he nodded and sat down next to Wen Yan, saying hello, "Didn't you say you want to open a bottle of good wine? Where's the wine?"

Ming Xun lay beside Wen Yan's ear, and said slowly, "You want to tell him?"

Wen Yan gritted his teeth until there was a burst of blood in his mouth, which made him wake up immediately: "What does it matter to me? You have been staring at him for so long. If he doesn't die, I have to replace him. Do you think I am saving the world?"

"Hahaha, just kidding."

Having said that, Ming Xun didn't let go of his hand on his shoulder, but squinted his eyes at Sun Yixing with a calm and meaningless voice: "Life is full of addictive things, people—while suffering from it Controlled, while forcing myself to calm down, it is not difficult to live."

After finishing speaking, he gently pushed Wen Yan forward and said, "Come on."

"what?"

As someone cleared a table of wine bottles and shisha, the person who made the most noise took out something similar to a card bag from his pocket, and inside was a deck of playing cards, which were about to be distributed to everyone.

"Hey - there is a new little brother here, why don't you let him go first?"

The man was obviously with Ming Xun, and when he heard what Ming Xun said, he decisively handed the card to Wen Yan.

"You send it."

Wen Yan sat motionless on the sofa, and did not pick up the card box that the man handed him, allowing them to stalemate in mid-air.

what is that?

Is this just an ordinary deck of cards?

What is Ming Xun going to do? !

"what's up?"

"Who is the person brought by brother Ming?"

A term popped up in his mind: LSD—a hallucinogen.

It only takes a few micrograms to induce hallucinations of intense excitement, so it is sprayed on stamps or stickers, which confuses many people.It has been popular in the black market for a long time.

He has only heard of...

The two were at a stalemate. Since it was Ming Xun's opinion, no one dared to change it rashly.

Wen Yan had never felt so lonely for such a moment, he suddenly regretted it, he wanted to ask for help, he wanted to get out of it... This is not something that can be endured by gritting his teeth.

He is killing people.

Wen Yan turned around and almost gave in and said to Ming Xun, "I didn't call the note."

"I know."

Ming Xun didn't mean to let go at all, and leaned into Wen Yan's ear very relaxedly and said: "Go, one card per person, and the final comparison is very simple."

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Wen Yan, Wen Yan took the card box, got up and touched a card and handed it out one by one.

The people present resumed chatting normally, and someone said: "The person who died in your hospital last time, how did you settle down in the end?"

"After losing some money, don't these people just ask for money?"

He handed the poker card to Sun Yixing, which was a three of hearts.

"Thanks."

Sun Yixing just held the card between his fingers, and continued playing with his phone without looking up.

He didn't even look at Wen Yan's flustered eyes, if he raised his head...if he raised his head...

"What are you thinking about?"

Ming Xun seemed to be in a very good mood, and when he spoke to Wen Yan, he always spoke patiently and thoughtfully.

The two of them just showed the cards in their hands, and didn't care about the real result.

Someone booed and cheered, followed by louder voices: "Drink, drink, drink!"

Wen Yan broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at these unfamiliar people, each face was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes, waiting for the situation to happen at any time... A long few minutes passed, until another round of dealing cards began.

Wen Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Ming Xun incomprehensibly.

As if he was waiting for Wen Yan, Ming Xun smiled without any surprise: "What do you think it will be? It's a deck of playing cards, it's too simple, and we're not buying and selling by force."

He didn't realize what it was, and the winner picked up a fresh rose from the vase on the table.

The roses are dark red, and they are charming under the bright and somewhat gaudy lights.

"From the beginning to the end, this is a game between the king and the beggar, and only those who win are entitled to enjoy the delicious food."

Ming Xun's words always carry a kind of indifference, like a late-night radio host telling a story rigidly, with a tired and numb coldness.

"Liang Hua, your grandson must be very lucky today."

Liang Hua was the one who won. All eyes were on Liang Hua for a moment, and the princesses who came to serve him immediately supported him.

He seems to have become the king of this small world in an instant, holding the bright rose in his mouth, greedily sucking its stamens.

Only then did Wen Yan see clearly that it was a rose plant that could be mistaken for the real one, and it was as red as a pool of dark blood.Even Sun Yixing who was at the side was attracted to him.

Someone yelled to hurry up and open the next one.

"Once you want to win, that's what you yourself want to jump into—"

Ming Xun's voice bewitched while speaking in Wen Yan's ear with earnest and seductive patience. He saw all the rhythms in the arena, but as if afraid that Wen Yan would not understand, he patiently explained step by step.

A group of people sitting together fighting a landlord would not like to lose all the time, let alone such an occasion.

A chill came over Wen Yan's back, and Wen Yan stared at Liang Hua for a while - his face turned pale and flushed for a while, everything around them seemed to be non-existent, and his face was full of excitement.

It was not a kind of silly and unconscious excitement, but rather like the excitement of finally getting what one wanted and wanting nothing else.

It was only then that Wen Yan discovered that with him, all the people here were forced to play the roles Ming Xun had arranged.

Following is sin.

Obscurity is a sin.

Like a herd of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The rule of this game is that the winner holds all the initiative until the winner of the next round appears, and everyone scrambles to jump into the ring of fire—become the man who swallows gold, and the specimens of art in psychedelic colors .

Then he changed several ways of playing, Wen Yan didn't deal any more cards, and Sun Yixing beside him became more and more active as the game progressed, and the so-called scale became bigger and bigger.

A woman had already started to take off her clothes, and she was lying naked on a marble table that was as wide as two people, holding the bouquet of added roses in her mouth.

Under the psychedelic light, the bright red rose and the skinny body look particularly magnificent and strange.

The woman shouted excitedly: "I saw it——I saw it, hahaha, this is what I want! It's all mine!"

Above her head was the unique red shadow and green light of a nightclub box, surrounded by friends who were clamoring around her, and under the extreme happiness, it was no longer pure laughter. Some people were crying and lying on the ground with smiles on their faces.

Someone danced and jumped on the woman, as if some kind of twisted sacrificial ceremony.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yan saw Sun Yixing, who was like a wandering soul, being pushed and shoved from among these crazy people, and slowly joined in the most primitive and rough love of human beings while coaxing himself.

Wen Yan got up subconsciously to pull him and hold his hand.

Sun Yixing turned his head, stared at Wen Yan's face and smiled like an idiot for a while: "Who am I? Where did such a good-looking cowherd come from?"

"..."

Before Wen Yan could let go of the hand that was holding him, Sun Yixing grabbed it with his backhand, and then threw himself on Wen Yan's body.

A promiscuous, absurd, and even disgusting sex|love is not far away from him.

He can't see any humanity here, it seems to be a group|group sex of animals.

Wen Yan almost instinctively pushed Sun Yixing away who was pressing on him, but he didn't know if Ming Xun did it on purpose, but he sat beside him as if nothing had happened, holding a glass of wine.

"Fuck! Get off—"

At this time, Sun Yixing had already put his hand into Wen Yan's clothes, and kissed Wen Yan's face indiscriminately.

It's not that Wen Yan has never kissed anyone before, but his mother is Lu Congqi!

It's someone he likes!

Thinking of this, Wen Yan almost kicked Sun Yixing hard in the stomach.

Sun Yixing saw that he was not strong enough, and many people around him had already noticed this side. Dozens of hands stretched out in all directions to press Wen Yan's hands and feet on the sofa.

He had all his clothes on, but his posture was no different from the 'meat' on the table in front of him for fun.

"Ming Xun—my mother! Bastard—"

"Come on, come on, it's my turn to come down - I have already seen that this kid is beautiful!"

"Hahaha, is he still a baby?"

Sun Yixing waved his hands at these people as if he was unsteady, signaling him to come.

Then he lay on Wen Yan's body again, Ren Wenyan bit and kicked him desperately, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, pulled Wen Yan's clothes, reached into them and fumbled randomly .

Until the two of them got entangled together, Sun Yixing bit Wen Yan's ear and said a word out of breath: "I saw that deck of cards."

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, he briefly made eye contact with Sun Yixing, and found that Sun Yixing looked at Wen Yan with clear eyes.

The deck he gave to Sun Yixing had three nail prints made by him, in the shape of a 'K'.

K3.

A type of 'dried flower', a new type of recreational drug, artificially chemically synthesized, so it can be made into any shape to lure.

Wen Yan suppressed the instinctive disgust, continued to pretend to be with Sun Yixing a few times, and then found an opportunity to kick Sun Yixing's dick, cursing: "How dare you come?"

Wen Yan used all his strength for this kick.

"Fuck, where's the idiot? Does this fucking want to live?"

The people in the room were all in a state of excitement, as soon as they saw this, someone threw a wine bottle and threw a knife.

The scene was uncontrollably chaotic, Wen Yan endured being hit by them a few times, calculating in his mind how much Ming Xun wanted to see a good show.

Ming Xun squinted his eyes, while judging whether Wen Yan did it on purpose, trying not to kill anyone.

When he finally saw blood on Wen Yan's body, he nodded to Xiao Jia beside him.

Someone immediately broke into the door and pushed these disheveled and excited people to the ground one after another.

Sun Yixing screamed in pain.

Wen Yan's clothes were melted several times, and the clothes were soaked with blood on his chest.

He covered his wound and stood up in embarrassment, picked up the knife on the ground, caught Sun Yixing and was about to stab him - Ming Xun held Wen Yan's hand, looked at Wen Yan with cold eyes, and said, "Enough, today It was a bit big."

The blood on Wen Yan's face did not fade, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ming Xun, and looked back with the same coldness: "Nao? I was almost raped|raped by my mother, didn't you see it?! I'm making trouble for your mother!"

With a dark face, Ming Xun glanced around at the worrisome surroundings, as if he hadn't expected the current situation.

Then he dragged Wen Yan out.

Wen Yan lay on the sink in embarrassment and retched, the faucet was turned up to the maximum, and his whole head was numb by the cold water.

Ming Xun on the side watched all this and waited until Wen Yan calmed down before handing Wen Yan a cigarette.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand to catch it, and his trembling body finally returned to calm.

Although the lights are bright, the surroundings are safe and quiet.

It can be seen that Wen Yan still feels that it is still a dim and suffocating private room, and it is still a writhing body under the sluggish lights and lights.

Thinking of this, he still couldn't help retching and repelling psychologically and physically.

Seeing Wen Yan's reaction, Ming Xun finally believed it. He reached out to pat Wen Yan's shoulder apologetically, but Wen Yan dodged it all at once.

He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and smiled: "Today is mainly to familiarize you with the process, and to get to know them well - everyone will be on the same boat in the future, if you do well, the university town I can give you a piece too."

Jianwen Yan didn't say a word, and Ming Xun didn't mean to take back the sweetness, but just said: "Can I have someone send you back?"

Wen Yan shook his head, leaning on the wall and leaving as if fascinated.

Ming Xun narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where Wen Yan left. Xiao Jia came out behind him and said to Ming Xun, "Wen Yan's kick was so fucking cruel. These people are under control for now."

"Who do you think is pretending?"

Xiao Jia didn't seem to expect that Ming Xun didn't believe Wen Yan until now, he was stunned for a while, and said cautiously: "Sun Yixing is also addicted, it should be an accident that our goal has been achieved, right? After all..."

Ming Xun knew what Xiao Jia was going to say, waved at him, and left on his own.