The lure of the wolf

It was the first month of the lunar year, Xu Bei looked through the calendar, the atmosphere of the New Year gradually faded, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The New Year's pressure is too great. Although Xu Bei has always been alone during the New Year, the strong atmosphere of the New Year in the northern cities still makes him feel suffocated. It didn't stop until the first lunar month.

Xu Ling had already started his formal internship, and Xu Bei would sometimes call him. His attitude was still as cold as before, but he did not hang up the phone before Xu Bei finished speaking as before.

For Xu Bei, this is enough.

It's just that Xu Bei has never had the chance to meet his girlfriend who is as beautiful as a fairy, which makes Xu Bei a little regretful, but thinking about it, there are benefits to not seeing him, and some things can't be explained after getting acquainted.Xu Ling is an excellent kid, his girlfriend shouldn't see his brother who is not good enough, and it's best not to see that chaotic family ever.

Xu Bei opened several windows of his house to take a breath, and the cold wind came in, and he quickly escaped from the window.

Lang Jiu ran out of the bedroom and jumped to the window enjoying himself. He really liked the feeling of the bitingly cold wind penetrating his clothes and sliding over his skin.

"I have a hunch." Xu Bei put on his coat and lit a cigarette, "You will go crazy in summer."

"Is it very hot?" Lang Jiu sat on the sofa next to Xu Bei, "How hot is it?"

"It's like after you run hundreds of laps around the amusement park in your Winnie the Pooh clothes," Xu Bei intentionally frightened him, seeing Lang Jiu's frowning with a sense of accomplishment, "You know, just It's like sitting on a fire, it's covered with oil, crackling..."

"Then don't wear clothes." Lang Jiu had an inexplicable resistance to Xia Tian, ​​and when he heard Xu Bei say this, he became a little annoyed, and he took off his pajamas and threw it on Xu Bei's lap.

"Ouch," Xu Bei said, holding Yan Le, this kid is so funny, he lay down on the sofa, and kicked Lang Jiu's leg, "Look at you, you're so fucking, you're kidding me, don't you?" It's so scary, our house has air conditioning, and we can go swimming in the river, how nice..."

"Swimming?" Lang Jiu became interested, leaning on the back of the sofa with his hands and pressing towards Xu Bei, "I want to swim."

"Can you swim, little fart wolf?" Xu Bei raised his hand and patted his serious face, "Aren't you afraid of water? Yes...you take a bath every day, so you're not afraid of water..."

"I'm not a little wolf!" Lang Jiu was a little annoyed. Even Jiang Yue said that he had made rapid progress, "like a god's help" or something. Although he didn't understand what the word meant, he knew it was a compliment, but Xu Bei still Always making fun of him from time to time, he squeezed Xu Bei's chin, "You're a fart."

"Fuck!" Xu Bei patted his hand away. This kid loves to pinch his chin very much. Every time he gets upset, he pinches his chin vigorously. "You've learned how to swear. Changxing, you little thing?"

"You scold me first."

"Little fart wolf is not scolding you, okay, this is a fucking nickname..."

"Why is that asshole swearing?"

"You..." Xu Bei pinched out the cigarette. Since Da Lang Jiu became more and more proficient in speaking, it became very difficult to bully him, and he could easily get himself into it if he was not careful.

"Fart is a curse."

"All right, all right, let me tell you this," Xu Bei sat up, Lang Jiu was always a little unhappy about being a wolf half of the time, Xu Bei always felt that this kind of mentality was not very good, "You sometimes It's a wolf, this is an unavoidable problem, you can't be a wolf 24 hours a day, not even Shen Tu, do you understand?"

"Yeah." Lang Jiu lowered his eyelids, but he could still hear dissatisfaction in his tone.

"There's nothing wrong with a wolf. I never said anything about you because you are a wolf. Why do you have to fight yourself?" Xu Bei wanted to pat Lang Jiu's head, but finally patted him on the shoulder Pai, "I said, if it's a wolf, it's a wolf, and if it's a human, it's a bully, so it's over."

Shen Tu hadn't seen so much blood for a long time. It was a little difficult for him to breathe, the pores all over his body were tightened, and the pupils shrank into thin strips.

There was blood all over the floor, and the strong smell of blood filled this small room, and he even felt a little bit killing his eyes.

There were four corpses lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Even though they had been torn apart beyond recognition, Shen Tu could still recognize them. They were the four traitors who took refuge here.

"What's going on!" Shen Tu's voice was a little hoarse, and he grabbed a big man who had been standing beside him all the time, his knuckles turned pale from the force.

"We don't know, it's already like this when we came here in the morning," the big man was caught by Shen Tu with one hand, but he couldn't move. Squeeze yourself directly, "We really didn't find anything abnormal before."

Shen Tu stared at him for a long time, then slowly let go, and squatted next to several corpses.

The corpses were torn apart by something sharp, and even the exposed bones had deep scratches. They had been played with like cats and mice enough, and the final blow pierced the heart.

Shen Tu's hands were trembling, because of extreme anger, he could not tolerate cruelly insulting an opponent whose strength was lower than his own.

Never take pleasure in watching your opponent cry in pain.

Never count on the glory of taking ten times as long to kill an enemy who is not as good as you.

This was the first lesson Lin Rui taught him.

"Why don't you change the place," the big man bent down and covered several corpses with blankets, "I'll ask someone to take care of all of these..."

"No need to change, his goal is not here." Shen Tu put his blood-stained hand under his nose and smelled it, "I know who it is, and I will go find him."

Shen Tu knew who the murderer was, but at the time he only felt that this person had a strong murderous intent, and he could also see his hatred for the betrayer, but he didn't expect that he would be so arrogant that he would kill people here like a demonstration in this way.

The most important thing is that he came in, this is the safest place Shen Tu thinks, a place where people can hide and take refuge.

Gu Hang jumped lightly on the roof of a low bungalow at a very high speed, hardly making any sound.

There are many places where An He can hide. He has been hiding in the old town for two months without anyone noticing.

But the boss only let him hide, but did not give any instructions on the next step.

He was impatient, he hated this lurking life, he needed to fight, he needed to kill, he needed to see the traitor moaning and begging for mercy under his sharp claws...

He needed to prove himself that he had survived those hellish training sessions and endured the most unbearable pain, not to end up hiding like a ghost in Anhe.

But now it turns out that he underestimated Shen Tu.

The bleeding arm made him understand why the boss didn't let him act rashly, and why Xue Ya would be furious at him like a volcano erupting when he went to find Xuelang by himself.

When Shen Tu found him, he didn't even hide his aura. He was ready to fight as soon as he realized that Shen Tu had arrived, but he was still injured as soon as he handed over.

But for some reason, Shen Tu suddenly withdrew his hand when he could have seriously injured him, giving him a chance to escape.

"you are still alive……"

Shen Tu's words echoed in his ears, he didn't understand the meaning of these words, and he didn't want to understand, he hated himself for having to run away in embarrassment after Shen Tu showed mercy.

Shen Tu, I will make you regret letting me go today.

All traitors deserve to die!

Shen Tu watched Gu Hang disappear on the roof until there was no trace of him in the air.

The black sharp blade at his fingertips slowly retracted.

He let Gu Hang go, even though the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable like a blowout, wishing to tear him to pieces directly.But some unexpected things will always happen, no one can predict, such as the ring on Gu Hang's left middle finger.

Shen Tu knew that it would be a risky thing to let Gu Hang go. This kid still lacks actual combat experience and is not proficient in mastering his own abilities, but Shen Tu can already feel his amazing lethality. It won't be long before he will be The snow wolf's worst enemy.

Shen Tu felt a little uneasy. Xuelang, who was raised like a puppy by Xu Bei, now reads and writes every day, and still goes to work decently. He can't be Gu Hang's opponent at all...

Shen Tu regretted not taking Xuelang away when he was soft-hearted.

One trash raised another trash, Shen Tu frowned.

"You bastard, who the hell told you to wipe the glass with a dishcloth? You can't see it..." Standing on the table to wipe the lamp, Xu Bei saw Lang Jiu holding the dishcloth I wiped the windows very vigorously, a little bit like crying.

Lang Jiu's work as a balloon man has been finished, and the follow-up part-time job has not yet been settled, and there is no class today, so Xu Bei decided to clean up the house together.

"There is no more cloth." Lang Jiu looked at the dishcloth in his hand.

"Isn't there an old face towel in the bathroom, use that to wipe it," Xu Bei instructed him, he was sweating after cleaning up casually, and the heating in the community was so hot today in broad daylight, "After wiping the windows, mop the floor .”

"Yeah!" Lang Jiu had never done any housework and was full of energy.

To be precise, Xu Bei hasn't cleaned up the house since he moved in, and many places are dusty. When Xu Ling came last time, he scratched on the TV cabinet, leaving a clear path, and then sighed: "Xu Bei, I really admire you for making your life so messy."

"Student Gooey, do you think tidying up the house is fun?" Xu Bei glanced at Lang Jiu who was buried in cleaning the cabinets.

"En." Lang Jiu replied without raising his head.

"After that, you clean up every day, okay?"

"it is good."

"You're so good," Xu Bei jumped off the table in satisfaction, fell down on the sofa, took a cigarette and smoked it, "I didn't hurt you for nothing."

What Lang Jiu loves most is Xu Bei's praise. He wiped the cabinet quickly, ran over to get a lighter to help Xu Bei light his cigarette, and squatted beside him: "I will cook at night."

"Well, let's do it, I'll go shopping later."

"I'll go buy it, I'll pick it out, Xue Ya taught me," Lang Jiu touched Xu Bei's right hand, "Your hand is not good."

"Your hands are not good," Xu Bei laughed. "It's called hands... In fact, they are almost good. You can move your fingers."

Xu Bei moved his fingers, not very flexible, a little numb, but much better than before, his forearm no longer hurts, and now only a layer of gauze is wrapped around his hand. It was almost there, but he was repeatedly reminded to be mentally prepared, this hand was unlikely to return to its former flexibility.

Xu Bei felt that he was quite optimistic, and he was satisfied with the ability to use his right hand even after repeated blows from the doctor. He felt that there was no major problem, as long as he could button up his trousers with this hand, he would be fine.

But this hand really needs to be done quickly. Cary's money is almost obtained. During this time, he has not gone out to take the bag. He has not thought about it since Lang Jiu's birthday. He always feels that thinking about it There is a sense of guilt.

If you don't do your old job, you have to find other serious ways to get money, and your hands must be healed quickly.

"Stew some big bone soup for me at night to mend my hands," Xu Bei raised his hand and waved it a few times, "Would you like it, Chef Lang?"

"I'll ask Xue Ya when I come back." Lang Jiu was straightforward, and Xue Ya was his recipe.

"Just ask me, Xueya is not sure when she will come back, she didn't seem to come back last night," Xu Bei sat up and took a pen to open the menu for Lang Jiu to go out to buy, "Your sister Xueya is in a relationship, you know, but Her boyfriend is really bad, with a fucking face."

"What kind of fucking face?" Lang Jiu was a little curious.

"I didn't see it clearly," Xu Bei tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, "I always thought she was having an affair with Jiang Yue, but it's a pity that such a girl, Jiang Yue is good, just talk more nonsense."

"What is falling in love?" Lang Jiu was not interested in the relationship between Xue Ya and Jiang Yue.

"Didn't your great all-knowing Teacher Jiang tell you that you like me and I like you, and they talk a lot of nonsense when they're together, that's called falling in love."

"Are we dating?"

Xu Bei originally wrote like a spider crawling out after drinking too much, but when Lang Jiu said this, his hands shook, and the words trembled into heavenly scriptures.

"You're fucking out of your mind again?" Xu Bei cursed.

"I like you," Lang Jiu was stunned by the scolding, "You...don't like me?"

Xu Bei suddenly felt that the room was very hot. He stood up straight and slapped himself with a piece of paper. Lang Jiu asked this question so sharply that he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"Why don't you like me?" Lang Jiu looked at him somewhat disappointed.

"I didn't fucking say I don't like you," Xu Bei fanned the paper in his hand, and swallowed a bit with difficulty, "I've always liked you..."

"Really?" Lang Jiu's eyes lit up.

"Ah, but this liking is not the same as that liking, not that kind of liking, understand."

"What kind of like is that?"

"It's the kind of love that falls in love."

Lang Jiu hesitated for a moment, and answered seriously: "Then you just like me that way, okay?"