The lure of the wolf

Xu Bei was sitting on the heating hood in front of the window sill wiping his knives. The sound of firecrackers came from outside the window from time to time, and the smell of gunpowder wafted in. It was a lonely New Year scene.

Brother Ping sent this knife over early in the morning, and it was basically the same as the one that Xu Bei had lost before. If there is any difference, it is that this knife is still new, and there is no gap on the blade.

Xu Bei couldn't find knife oil for a while, and he used sewing machine oil to wipe the knife. He went downstairs and asked the old man for it. This kind of thing can only be found in the old urban areas where the way of life was maintained more than ten years ago, but sewing machine oil Wiping the knife with Vaseline will do the trick.

Because there was no knife handle, Xu Bei found an old thermal underwear and tore it into strips and wrapped it around one end of the knife. He waved it in his hand twice, and it felt good.

Only when he has a knife on his body can Xu Bei feel safe.Although if something like yesterday happened, let alone a knife, even if it was a gun, he might not have a chance to take it out, but this feeling is still more at ease than when he only has a lighter on his body.

The little wolf has been quietly lying on the edge of the radiator, watching Xu Bei wipe the knife intently.Xu Bei took the knife and twirled it in his hand twice, and passed it in front of its nose: "Student Wolf, this is the most convenient weapon for your father to use. Come, smell it."

The little wolf shrugged his nose, shook his head and sneezed, stood up without hesitation, turned his head and walked away.

Xu Bei watched it pull Baji's back, and remembered that Lang Jiu's fingertips were shining coldly in the parking lot yesterday. up.

But that light really looked like some kind of tiny metal, but Lang Jiu refused to say what it was, or, he didn't know what it was at all?

Xu Bei glanced at the time, and it was almost time to set off as planned.

On New Year's Eve, rubbing hemp all night and sleeping until eleven o'clock the next day to go out and wander the streets together is an old custom in his family, and this time used to be just right.

This group includes Xu Bei's grandparents, parents and brothers, seven aunts and seven aunts, the lineup is quite large.

"Okay?" Xu Bei put on his coat, inserted the hilt of the knife into the sleeve of the coat, and looked back at Lang Jiu, "Son, I have two things to remember today. First, no matter what happens, What's the matter, as long as I don't let you move, you are not allowed to run around alone. Second, if I let you move, you slow down a little... Don't make it look like teleportation, it makes people look suspicious, understand Is it gone?"

"Yeah." Lang Jiu nodded, not wearing his coat.

"Put it on," Xu Bei put the coat on him, "repeat my request."

Lang Jiu hesitated for a moment, this order was a bit difficult for him, he held back for a long time before he said: "Don't move, slow down."

"That's right, I've made progress, and I've learned to reduce and refine," Xu Bei reached out and patted Lang Jiu's face, "Let's go."

When he walked downstairs, Xu Bei's cell phone rang, he took it out and took a look, Xu Ling.

Xu Bei stared at the name on the screen for a long time, finally took a deep breath, let it out slowly, pressed his fingers on the keyboard, and hung up the phone.

This call can't be answered, he knows what Xu Ling is going to say, but this is the only chance he has to meet the old bastard, if he gives up, he doesn't know when he can find the old bastard again next time.

Xu Ling leaned against the bedroom window, listened to the busy tone from the phone, threw the phone on the bed, lay with his hands under his head and looked at the ceiling, he knew that Xu Bei would not answer the phone.

There are quite a lot of people in the living room, because Dad is the eldest son, so all group activities in the first grade of junior high school come to his house, and the laughter and laughter in the room make him a little annoyed.My mother said loudly in the living room that the children of each family have come back this year, and they are all here...

All the people?

Xu Ling looked at the photo frame on the bedside table. The two children on it were smiling brightly. He still remembered that when this photo was taken, he was 8 years old and Xu Bei was 12 years old. At that time, his greatest joy every day was to follow Xu Bei Walking around behind him, Xu Bei is the god in his heart.

This is the last photo of them together.

When did Xu Bei start going home less and less often, when did he go to work-study school, when did he drop out, when did he start getting into conflict with his father, when did he stop going home... He doesn't remember all of this.

Now Xu Bei is no longer counted as a family member, and there is no room for him at home, and even the photo on the table is only taken out by himself when he returns home.

Xu Ling's thoughts drifted far away.

"Xiaoling, why are you still hiding in the house?" Mom knocked on the door outside, "I'm ready to go out, I'll wait for you, it's rare that your dad comes back, come out!"

Xu Ling lazily got off the bed, opened the door, and a room full of distracted noise rushed towards his face. His father greeted all relatives and friends with a big brother-like expression: "Let's go, let's go out."

While getting dressed, Xu Ling went downstairs behind the noisy dozen or so people, with his father walking in front.

Xu Ling hadn't seen him for a long time, and he still looked energetic, but his mother's face was a bit haggard.

The Xu family's house faces the street, and when you go out of the first floor, you will find Yiqian Street, which is famous in the entire Western District for hooligans.

Dad took the lead to step out of the corridor, but suddenly stopped in place, his body was very stiff.The relatives were still chatting and laughing happily, rushing out one after another, and those who squeezed out were all frozen in place.

Xu Ling, who was at the end of the line, saw a group of relatives and friends standing frozen in place, and immediately realized that something was going to happen.

Xu Bei is here.

Xu Bei was squatting on the opposite side of the street, his coat was zipped up to cover his chin, and he was smoking a cigarette, looking a little absent-minded.

When he saw the old bastard leading a group of relatives to appear, he flicked his finger lightly, and the cigarette butt drew an arc and landed on the snow.

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to do with this situation.

In their hearts, Xu Bei is someone who does not exist in this family, and he has disappeared for a long time.

His appearance made everyone a little uneasy, especially Xu Guangrong. He never expected that Ban Datong would let Xu Bei appear in the small street in Yiqian so leisurely.

"Why are you here?" Xu Guangrong was a little apprehensive, but he still asked with a parental face, but his voice sounded far from the corresponding momentum.

Xu Bei stood up slowly, got off the sidewalk, and walked towards the street with his right hand hanging by his side.

After walking a few steps, a one-foot-long knife with a cold light slid out from his cuff and held it in his hand.

"Clear the account." Xu Bei said two words without expression.

"What are you doing—" Mom was the first person to react.

"Ask him," Xu Bei looked at the man in front of him whose face had already turned pale, the hand holding the knife wanted to slash at him directly, "he knows best what I want to do."

The muscles on Xu Guangrong's face twitched, he wanted to laugh but didn't, he avoided Xu Bei's piercing gaze, turned around and gave a dry smile to his relatives, before everyone understood what he wanted to say, he turned around suddenly Sa Yazi started running.

All the people present were stunned. No one thought that Xu Guangrong was not too young, and he would run so fast, with lightning and thunder, his legs stretched like a fan, and he was as vigorous as a rabbit.

Xu Bei sneered, knowing that this would be the case.He turned his saber, and when he was about to chase after him, Xu Ling shouted behind him: "Xu Bei!"

He turned his head and saw Xu Ling standing at the entrance of the corridor.

The little boy has grown up, the tension in Xu Bei's heart suddenly loosened a bit, but he quickly shook off this frustrating sense of loss, he glanced at Xu Ling, and said in a calm voice, don't worry about it, He chased after Xu Guangrong in the direction he was running.

In the few seconds he was hesitating, Xu Guangrong had already rushed out more than ten steps like an arrow. Xu Bei frowned, and shouted to the front: "Lang Jiu!"

In fact, Xu Bei no longer remembered where he asked Lang Jiu to wait for him, and he didn't see anyone all the way.When Lang Jiu came out from a tree by the side of the road, he was a little surprised that such a big man was standing by the side of the road, and he didn't see it?

Just as surprised as him was Xu Guangrong who was running wildly and looking around. He obviously didn't see anyone on the side of the road, but now a person rushed out as if by magic, right in front of his eyes.

Xu Guangrong didn't have time to stop, let alone change his running route, so he reluctantly bumped into the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

This collision made his eyes stare, and he almost knelt down.

Xu Guangrong gritted his teeth and cursed, and didn't care to see the person in front of him clearly. He adjusted his direction and planned to pass this person and continue running wildly.

But before he could take two steps, the collar suddenly tightened, and a huge pulling force pulled him backwards. His legs were still running in front, but his upper body was pulled backwards.

When Xu Bei was chasing after him, Lang Jiu grabbed Xu Guangrong by his collar and threw him to his feet with an expression of unwillingness.

"What are you going to do!" Xu Guangrong was a little scared, but at the same time he was quite embarrassing. The person who was chasing him with a knife was his son, who had been beaten by him since he was a child. .

"Get up," Xu Bei pulled him up from the ground, pushed him to the rolling gate of a roadside shop, and put the knife directly on his neck, "Are you surprised, do you think I was already killed by Ban Datong?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Why did I harm my son like this!" Xu Guangrong squinted at the knife in Xu Bei's hand.

The family members also chased after them. When they saw this scene, they all panicked and yelled, "Xiaobei, what are you doing! What's wrong with you who are celebrating Chinese New Year! That's your father..."

"Don't force me to stab him right now," Xu Bei said coldly, looking at these familiar and unfamiliar faces, Xu Ling stood at the end with no expression on his face, but there was nothing hidden in his eyes. In relief and pain, he looked away, the knife in his hand trembling a little, "I'll leave after asking."

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Xu Guangrong saw Xu Bei's hesitation, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that Xu Ling returned home today. He lowered his voice and said to Xu Bei, "What kind of words do your brother see when you look like this!"

"Where is Ban Datong's stuff?" Xu Bei put some effort into his saber.

Xu Guangrong immediately howled as if he had been stabbed several times: "Are you going to kill me? Are you going to kill me—"

"Where is Ban Datong's stuff?" Xu Bei ignored him and repeated it again.

"It's not with me anymore, it's sold." Xu Guangrong saw that howling was useless, so he could only answer in a low voice through gritted teeth. Xu Bei's cold voice made his legs weak.

"Who did you sell it to?" Xu Bei stared into his eyes and continued to ask.

"Even the cannon."

"What about the money?"

Xu Guangrong shut his mouth. The money, of course, was spent. If it wasn't for the lack of money, he wouldn't have sold the item, and the price was severely suppressed by Lian Da Pao, which was at least one-third lower.

"I asked you for money!" Xu Bei pressed his knife on his neck, and a few seconds later, a thin bloodstain appeared on his neck.

Xu Guangrong felt the pain, and screamed in disregard of face: "The money is spent! I didn't have much money at all—fuck, you can do something to your old man like this—"

Xu Bei let go, and the knife left Xu Guangrong's neck.Xu Guangrong clutched his neck and rushed back to the group of relatives, shouting nonstop.

"Happy New Year," Xu Bei said, turning his head and looking at his relatives and friends who were stunned. He stuck the knife into the snowdrift on the side of the road to wipe it off, and patted Lang Jiu, who had been standing quietly beside him, " Walk."

"Don't worry, I won't come again in the future." Xu Bei dropped a sentence when he turned around.

Xu Bei felt that he was very tired. If there were not so many people now, he really wanted to lean on Lang Jiu. This tired feeling swept over him like a tide.

He won't come back again, since the time the old bastard gave him dirty clothes, he has thought so, and he will be alone in the future.

"Xu Bei." Xu Ling's voice came from behind.

Xu Bei turned his head.

"Happy New Year."

"Ah, happy new year."