One Pillow Huaxu

Wu Xie sat by the bed, looking out through the old window frame.In the distance is a stretch of dark mountain peaks, with a thin layer of snow falling on the top of the mountain, looming in the surrounding clouds and mists.

He looked at it for a while, picked up the cigarette on the bedside table, shook out one and lit it.But before taking a few breaths, the door was opened with a swish, followed by a familiar voice: "Mr. Wu, we are in a non-smoking ward, please cooperate, and don't make things difficult for us little nurses."

The fat man walked into the room with the thermos bucket in his hand. He pinched his nose and made a shrill voice on purpose. He raised his hand and quickly set up the table on Wu Xie's bed.

The fat man unscrewed the thermos, saw that Wu Xie ignored him, still sitting there smoking and looking out the window, snorted: "Smoke, keep smoking. Yesterday the doctor asked the family members to lecture, your..."

"Nurse Wang, here's one, I won't tell your leaders." Wu Xie interrupted him, and threw a cigarette over.

The fat man caught it neatly in the air. He looked at Wu Xie fixedly, and finally sat down beside him.Wu Xie exhaled a big mouthful of white smoke. The fat man looked at his expressionless face in the smoke, held the cigarette in his hand, and did not light it.

The fat man asked, "Still don't remember how to get there?"

"I can't remember." Wu Xie said lightly, biting a cigarette, and touched his stubbled head, "Perhaps God was moved by my self-sacrifice."

This is a remote mountainous area next to Medog, and there are less than a hundred families in the whole village.Right now, it is said to be a ward, but it is actually just a very simple place in the local area, which can barely be called a black clinic.

Wu Xie was discovered dozens of kilometers away from the place where he fell off the cliff.There was an abandoned earth house by the locals. When the fat man arrived, Wu Xie was lying in it alone, and then fell into a coma for a while before gradually regaining consciousness.

The fat man said: "God knows how to embroider? You are not skilled in sewing, but it is still passable. When it grows up, it will stand out and the effect will be outstanding."

When Wu Xie heard this, he paused with his hand holding the cigarette.He touched his neck, and heard the fat man say: "If you want me to say, the white-clothed angel we are looking for is reliable, professional, and will be dragged by you no matter how far away it is. It's just that this person has not been found yet. Otherwise, Fatty, I would have launched Plan B in such a hurry."

The fat man laid out the contents of the thermos: "It's not easy to get out in the capital, I'm tired and thin, you have to make it up to me."

Wu Xie sneered, reached out and patted his stomach hard.The fat man scolded, "How can you mess with the nurse, hooligan", and said:

"However, this is really strange. The person was rescued, but he was gone. He didn't want any money, and he left a man with a bad brain. The people here are tough, maybe they were taken by the local villagers. Tied up and left as a door-to-door son-in-law."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Xie, and muttered, "The longer a person grows, the more he looks like that person, even if his brain is not working well."

Wu Xie let the fat man talk at length without closing the door, and it took him a long time to say another sentence: "Check that person's account, and send the final payment after a while."

"So you remembered?" Fatty was taken aback.

"No. Words must be followed, the Wu family is not short of this money." Wu Xie said.

He pinched his cigarette, sighed for some reason, looked down at the soup bowl in front of him, and finally picked it up and poured it into his stomach.

Wu Xie really couldn't remember.He intuited that a lot of things happened during this period, but all the memories were very vague, as if separated by a layer of things, it was always hard to see clearly.

Fortunately, until now, although there are a few more detours, all trajectories are moving in the right direction.

He survived.

The fat man observed Wu Xie's expression, hesitant to speak.Wu Xie has absorbed a lot of snake venom over the years, and has been exposed to countless illusions. The fat man knows that his memory is often blurred, and there may even be situations where he cannot distinguish between illusions and reality.

So he didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject and said, "Then it's a sleep and a dream. But did God arrange for you to weed?"

"What do you mean?" Wu Xie put down the bowl, and glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye.The fat man pointed to his fingers and made a gesture: "When we found you, you were sleeping there alone. Your injuries were healed and your clothes were tightly wrapped. You just don't know what happened to your hands. Grabbed a lot of grass."

Wu Xie looked down at the crevices of his fingers. The mud and blood had been cleaned up, but the depths were reddened, as if stained by something.The fat man said again: "That thing looks like cattail grass, it's so red."

At this time, a clerk came in to collect the bowl, and interrupted after hearing the words: "You are talking about dream grass? "Dong Ming Ji" said that there is dream grass, which looks like cattail and is red in color. I dreamed about it tonight."

When the fat man heard this, he smacked his lips: "So amazing?"

The clerk took the bowl and walked out with a smile: "It's just a legend. If it's true, then 'Huaizhi can dream what you think', wouldn't it mean that you can dream of the person you want to dream of by holding it."

"Then what should I do? It sounds like it's worth a lot of money." The fat man turned his head and looked at Wu Xie, "You grabbed your hand too hard, and it took a lot of strength for me to break your hand. Throw it into the fire and burn it."

Wu Xie remained quiet during the conversation between the two, and thoughtfully lit another cigarette, looking out the window as if thinking about something.Hearing what the fat man said at this time, he stopped, suddenly smiled, and said lightly:

"When it's gone, it's gone."

Fatty looked at his expression, grinned and said, "Why, I had a good daydream? What did you dream about?"

Wu Xie leaned on the bed easily, and said casually: "I dreamed of a paradise thousands of miles away, where everyone has no desires or desires, and the space is as real as it is, and the emptiness is like a bed.

The fat man snorted: "Don't think that I'm uneducated, Fat Master, I just dream when I dream, and you've even taken away the Yellow Emperor. How much is a big bed room in Huaxu Hotel for a night?"

"I'm a senior sleepwalking member, and I don't need money."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, she suddenly felt that all this was indeed like sleeping with Hua Xu.It was as if he really had a dream that he couldn't recall, and he had arrived at a very distant place that he couldn't imagine, and walked with someone for a while.

But there seems to be something different.He closed his eyes, feeling that his heart was still beating, firm and powerful.

He seemed to have touched something in that darkness, and saw a Buddha.That place has a very long-lost feeling, as if it is just a kind of temperature that is actively approaching me, and it seems to be just a gust of wind coming from afar.

"That's a real senior member, did you enjoy any extra services?" The fat man teased.

Wu Xie opened his eyes, looked at the other party winking, raised his eyebrows and said: "There are many."

After speaking, he turned his head and stared fixedly at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.Fatty followed his line of sight and slowly put away that joking expression, hesitating for a moment as if he wanted to say something.Wu Xie unconsciously touched the scar on her wrist, and suddenly said again:

"It's almost time to close the net."

He turned his head, met the fat man's expression, and licked the corners of his mouth: "Why are you nervous, it's hard to lose, the God I believe in is on our side."

At this moment, his heart suddenly calmed down.He looked at the snow mountain again, feeling that the things touched in the dream were being transformed into a kind of power.

He felt as if he was holding a hand in the dark, and he could smell the snow-capped mountains in his nostrils.The temperature was familiar and warm, and the gust of wind was cold and gentle.

Thinking so, Wu Xie lowered his head and extinguished the cigarette, then got off the bed and stood still in front of the window.

He stretched his waist in a very relaxed way, took a last look at the snow-capped mountains, turned his head and walked straight to the fat man: "Have a good rest, let's go on the road again."

"In a few days, let's go to a cool place to spend the summer."

Ten years is a very long time, but the long night will eventually dawn.

We will definitely see you again.

(Finish)

Extra driver's license

(One)

The old electric fan on the wall swings back and forth, making a loud noise, blowing wind into the narrow room.But it's August now, and this wind can be said to be a drop in the bucket.Sitting at a desk that looks aged, I feel like my pants are stuck to the battered plastic bench below, and the blood on my forehead is diluted with sweat.

I refused the little policeman across the table to try to help me treat the wound, dragged the medicine box, and began to apply hydrogen peroxide to the wound.

On the bench on the other side of the table, there were five young men in sleek clothes sitting in a row. Everyone had bruised noses and grinning teeth. One of them couldn't stop the nosebleed, so he had to keep looking up at the ceiling.

I felt those gazes were still sticking to my back, put down the cotton swab and looked back blankly.The man in the head looked very fiercely, and he was pointing his middle finger at me. When he saw me turning his head, his hands froze immediately, and he pretended to shrink back into the depth of the chair.

"It's so hot, sit far away for me!"

"Be honest!" The old policeman, who was typing on the computer, slammed the table vigorously and cursed in dialect.The computer was probably about the same age as him, and the slap made the screen flicker a few times.The old man turned his face away after scolding, adjusted his presbyopic glasses, and continued to type the keyboard slowly letter by letter:

"My surname is Wu, right?"

I responded, not showing it on the face, but I still raised it in my heart.Seeing that the other party returned the ID card after muttering, he breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed back the thought of "how to contact Xiaohua to find someone".

It's been almost two years since he was a good student, and when the Wu family handicap was handed over, those old cases would naturally disappear completely.It's just that after so many years of being on the road, those who work in reverse are likely to be shot on the spot, so they are inevitably a little nervous when they get into the game.

Even if this is a dilapidated police station in a remote town near Yucun.

Probably my face looked relatively non-aggressive, and the old man treated me kindly, but the few people sitting on the bench couldn't hold back, and the leader started to shout again: "Damn it, he moved first Hand! This bastard came up with one kick, look at our car! And this injury, look! Look!"

The man stretched his neck to show the old man his swollen face, I raised my brows, and immediately hid my scarred arm under the table, then mobilized my emotions and made an expression of being a good citizen who was wronged:

"Don't listen to him. There are five of them, and I am one. Do you think it makes sense? They came first to stop my car, and I couldn't stop it, so I hit it."

As I said that, I pointed to the open space outside: "I have a driving recorder in my car, if you don't believe me, go and see it."

The old man nodded, sent the young man to get it, waved me aside, and told the next one to come over.I left the stool as promised, and walked to the edge of the bench with my hands in my hands.The person in charge was yelling a lot, but when he met my eyes, he immediately fell silent, shrunk his head, walked around in a circle, and went over there to answer.

I didn't care, and sat down where the man was just now.This direction was facing the old electric fan, and it was much cooler when the wind blew.I took out the cigarette in my pocket and put it in my mouth. When I turned my head, I saw the remaining four people crowded on the edge of the bench like arhats. With a laugh in his nose, he stretched out his hand over there.

The person next to him seemed to be startled, and said, "You, don't mess around."

I was a little amused, bit my cigarette and clicked my tongue, and said, "Excuse me."

The man threw the lighter over in the air tremblingly, and I lit the cigarette, then squinted my eyes and leaned back in the chair.

The young policeman came back soon. He looked at me and said, "Your village is far away from our town, and the head of the car was hit hard. Do you need to call your family?"

I glanced outside, it was indeed almost evening, and I didn't know how long it would take. I took out my phone and looked, only to find that the screen had cracked and the machine had crashed, probably sacrificed during a fight.

The little policeman saw it, went to the landline and picked up the receiver: "Give me the phone number of your family."

The fan just turned to the front, and I was sweating and was blown by the wind. At this time, I felt cold and hot, and my brain was empty. I didn't think much about it, and I reflexively reported a mobile phone that popped into my mind instantly. Number.

The young man dialed, and the other end answered very quickly.According to the procedures, the little policeman stated his identity and purpose of coming and the location of the police station, confirmed the identity of the other party, and then added: "Your family member's car crashed very badly, and there may be a compensation amount. It is recommended..."

The other party seemed to interrupt him directly. The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at me: "Ah, yes, I was injured, and a lot of blood flowed."

I was also taken aback when I heard the words, and turned around to see the little policeman holding the phone with a dazed expression on his face. It seemed that the other party hung up the phone directly.

I suddenly woke up at this time, stood up and asked, "Which family member did you notify?"

"How do I know which family member of yours it is?" Probably because my expression was a little scary, the young man also jumped.He took a step back, held back for a few seconds, and then continued:

"The man said his surname was Zhang."

As soon as I heard it, my temples twitched violently, and I cursed a curse word, and at the same time, two words echoed in my mind, it's over.

(two)

The cause of the matter has to start with the cold war between me and Poker-Face.In detail, this is not a cold war, because Pokerfing's business is as usual, and he didn't do anything wrong, it's just my unilateral behavior.

As usual, the two of us seldom quarrel, mainly because of Poker Finger's personality, and we can't even quarrel.I had nothing to do with him, I was angry for a while and could only turn my head and figure it out on my own, and if he took the initiative to come over, my anger would disappear.The fat man was still next to him, "quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, it's fun if you don't call it a fight."

It's just that it lasted longer this time, and all the sources came from a dream.I can't remember the exact time, but it was probably last week, when I was awakened directly from my deep sleep.

During those ten years, due to ingesting snake venom and being exposed to hallucinations, I often suffered from memory disturbances.All kinds of dreams made my sleep quality extremely bad, and I was always in a state of nervous tension.Including the time when I just received Poker Bottle, although I let go of that tone, the situation has not changed much.It's just that I avoided him at the time and didn't let him find out too much.

Now everything is stable, and Pok You Ping slept next to me for almost two years. I thought this problem would be cured long ago, but I didn't expect that dream that day made me break out in a cold sweat, and when I opened my eyes, I was so shocked that I burst into bullets.

It was only getting light outside, and I felt a severe headache and a buzzing in my head.I held my forehead and immediately tried to recall what I had dreamed about, but I couldn't remember anything.This feeling is very strange, because I don't think this dream is scary, but suddenly, I dreamed something, and everything in the dream was my own participation.

For example, some things that happened when you were young, the memory gradually fades as time goes by.But at a certain moment, I suddenly dreamed of going back to my childhood, as if I had relived my childhood, and I felt very familiar.

I quickly gave up on remembering, and unconsciously touched the scar on my neck, wondering if there was something causing this strange effect.At this time, I heard someone calling my name in a trance, and then a hand was wrapped around my waist.

My scalp immediately exploded, and my back tensed in a conditioned reflex. Turning over, I was about to twist the hand, and add a leg strangulation along the way.

It's just that as soon as I touched the hand, I was stunned for a few seconds, and I quickly reacted, and the vigorous movements began to ease.At the same time, as soon as I turned my head, I saw Poker Ping sitting beside him, looking at me solemnly.

Seeing that I came back to my senses, he seemed to be relieved, and he didn't care that I suddenly tried to cut his arm back with force. He hugged me with a little force, and wiped the cold sweat from my brow with the other hand .

I was a little dazed leaning against him, and I just felt that the feeling of stiffness in the spine still hasn't eased.

At this time, I suddenly realized a problem. Along with that vague dream, all the habits and conditioned reflexes I had developed during those ten years came back.

Fatty married the owner of the barber shop in the village in May this year, and has moved out for several months.But he was the closest person to me in those ten years. When he came to visit the next day, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with me.

I was squatting at the door drinking porridge expressionlessly with a gloomy face.After Fatty moved out, Poker-Face and I took turns cooking at home, and today should be my morning shift, but he refused.

The fat man only took one look at me, and the corners of his grin collapsed.He rushed in front of me with a stride, took a step back cautiously when he got there, looked left and right, looked around for a while, and then said:

"Damn it, I shouldn't. It's been two years. As far as my little brother's way of curing diseases and nourishing the mind is concerned, the old Chinese doctors are not reliable. How could he return to the pre-liberation overnight."

When I heard it, I thought what he said was reasonable, but I couldn't suppress the irritability in my heart, so I glared at him, ignored him, got up and went back to put the bowl.

The fat man seemed very worried, and followed me into the house.He watched me wash the dishes, and after a while, he suddenly squeezed to the side with an "oh", and slapped me on the shoulder: "Fatty, I know, you are intermittent menopause."

I was even more annoyed, and clicked my tongue: "Climb for me."

He didn't care: "If you don't climb, you'll kill you, you short-sightedness. You still want to scare me with your current appearance. I haven't seen you in those ten years. You look crazy."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to confirm his guess, breathed a sigh of relief, patted my shoulder again, and said earnestly: "Comrade naive, menopause is a normal phenomenon. Age, nine out of ten, will have convulsions."

"The organization believes that you can overcome it. If you can't overcome it, you can go to your partner. He is willing to listen to you." The fat man said, and when he turned his head and saw Poker Bottle coming back from the door with a bucket, he immediately choked his throat and shook his head. Meat ran over, "Xiao Wu, come here, come here. Scientific treatment, healthy life, don't panic, the director of this women's association will talk to you about science."

I saw him holding Poker Finger and muttering, but Poker Finger took a look at me, and actually stopped in his tracks and listened very seriously.I couldn't help being angry and funny, and the anxiety in my heart eased.

At the same time, I was a little depressed, and I muttered in my heart, shit, is it really menopause.

This thought made me feel uncomfortable. Although I don’t look old on the face, when I think about it now, when I look at Poker Face’s fair face, I feel more and more like "I am eating tender grass in an old cow". Although he is the older one.

But this idea also made me a little relieved, because I tried to avoid showing some things that happened in those ten years in front of Poker Bottle, including some of my own face.Fortunately, this time I clearly realized that I did not experience memory disturbance, nor did I go back into the wind and sand.

I'm in Yucun now, with Fatty and Boyouping.

I comforted myself that this was just a sudden mental impact, and according to what the fat man said, I would feel comfortable after a while.

It's just that I didn't expect this effect to last longer than I thought.Those habits came back to me more and more along with the vague dreams that happened every night.

At the same time, I found that Poker Bottle seemed to know something.

When I had that dream on the first day, I was faintly aware of it.Although it is summer now, the Zhang family is used to controlling their body temperature, and the air conditioner is turned on in our room, so he doesn't sweat at all when he sleeps.That day when I woke up and he came to hug me, I slapped his neck out of habit, only to find that his neck was covered in cold sweat.

This is not normal.I frowned and thought, and then suddenly came up with a very ridiculous idea.

Could it be that Poker Ping is also having a dream that affects the mind just like me?

This thought set off an alarm bell in my heart. When I thought about it, I jumped out of bed immediately after taking a shower, and rushed outside without wearing shoes.

Poker bottle just came out of the bathroom and was wiping his hair with a towel.Before he could put on his shirt, the heat from the bathroom was so steaming that his jaw was still dripping, and half of his chest was covered with black unicorn tattoos with fangs and claws.

Seeing me coming out of the back room with bare feet, he frowned. As soon as he put the towel down, he leaned over and stretched out his hands to wrap around my legs, and hugged me with one hand effortlessly.

His one-armed posture behind my thigh is like holding a child, I don't really care about it, I move my buttocks to make myself sit more comfortably, and lift his face up condescendingly.

Poker-face's hair was still half-dry, dripping water on his forehead.I clicked my tongue, and straightened my bangs to the top of my head to give him a big back.

Facing my sudden action, he was very calm, he raised his head against my chest and let me watch.I stared at his fully exposed face for a while, and I was sure that this person hadn't returned to the state he was ten years ago, hadn't lost his memory, and hadn't been affected by that bullshit fate again, so I felt relieved.

But my expression still didn't loosen. I looked into his eyes and said blankly, "Do you know something?"

As soon as I said this, I found that my tone became habitually cold, but I couldn't control it during this time.Poker bottle made a movement upon hearing this, but he didn't say anything, and started walking towards the room with me in his arms.

I hugged his shoulders, feeling a little annoyed for some reason, when he walked to the bed, I suddenly exerted force on my waist, hooked my legs around his waist, and brought him down on the bed.

He frowned, and reflexively raised his hand to rest on the back of my head, and at the same time turned to the side, so that I wouldn't become the one who hit the back of my head on the bed.I turned around, pressed him directly onto the bed, and sat on him as soon as I lifted my legs.

I sat on it and looked down at him. I don't know why I suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar.But I quickly focused on the current situation and said, "You're dreaming too."

This is what I said as a declarative sentence.Dreams are so virtual that I can't even remember my own, let alone see other people's dreams.But I just have a faint feeling, as if for some reason our spirits resonated.

Poker-Face looked up at me, he sighed for a while, put his hand on my waist, let me sit still, and said lightly: "I'm like you, I can't remember the specific content."

He stared at me for a while, and then said softly: "Wu Xie, some things happened because of a certain pattern. I can only be sure now that this won't hurt you. You don't need to pursue it deeply."

"No, these contents are very important." After hearing this, I didn't relax, but became more anxious, "It had an impact on me, I..."

When I said this, I stopped suddenly, but Poker Face seemed to know what I was thinking. He propped up his upper body, narrowed the distance from my eyes, and said:

"Nothing will happen anymore."

There was comfort in his voice, and I looked at his face steadily to make sure that he had noticed the change in me from the first day.It's just that he didn't show it, just like now, he just watched everything silently and gave me a support.

Thinking of this, I pursed my lips.The fat man said that if I couldn’t get over it, he would go to Pokerfinger. Pokerfinger is not afraid of me nagging, but this kind of thing is like a quarrel. After scolding the front foot, the back foot will feel stumbling. I don’t think I did it deliberately will be useful.

But looking into his eyes right now, I suppressed and suppressed the evil fire in my heart, and suddenly thought, forget it, don't suppress it.

Thinking of this, I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the mouth.

Boyouping is not a bodhisattva in the temple, they have slept together for almost two years, and have done everything they should do.After this year, my lung disease is completely cured, and I don't need to provoke him. He will never go astray when it is time to do business.It's just that I'm not in the right mood these days, and he seems to avoid it on purpose.

As for the occasions where I took the initiative to provoke, it was either that there were no occasions, or that the person was old after all, and it was impossible to have such a good time every time.I cursed a few dirty words secretly in my heart, thinking what to hide, menopause is not paralysis, I can't sleep with you yet.

Now, taking advantage of this evil fire, I showed an unprecedented initiative. I stuck his chin and kissed him for a while. I heard his breathing became thicker, and the hand on my waist also began to exert force, but I still didn't move to other places. place.

I clicked my tongue, separated the two, pushed him back again, sat on him condescendingly and began to pull my collar.

Poker-Face looked up at me without saying a word, the color in those dark eyes was frighteningly dark.Usually at this time, I would know what his eyes meant, which meant that he wanted to work hard to deal with me.

But at this time, I was not like in the past. I was a little worried about my old waist. I just stopped the action of unbuttoning it, sat on it and hooked my mouth at him, and suddenly rubbed my butt harder a few times.

He frowned slightly and pinched my waist in a warning manner, but his breathing stopped for a while.At this time, I also found that a certain part of the lower part had already changed, so I chuckled, put my hand on the tattoo on his chest, leaned over, and whispered something in his ear:

"Pretentious."

(three)

The consequences of proactively provoking are always serious, not to mention that I always wanted to take the initiative that day.He let me hold the initiative for a while, which also made me tired of even lifting a finger the next day.

The only good thing is that neither of us dreamed that night, probably because we didn't have time to dream.When I woke up the next day, Pokerfing sighed. I was still a little dazed, but I was a little upset when I heard my instinct, so I gathered up some energy and went up to him and nibbled him, saying, why, I have a problem with falling asleep.

Poker-face seemed a little helpless when he heard the words, he stroked my head a few times, and took advantage of the situation to kiss me too.

After doing this, I feel like I am happy, but I still can't calm down.According to the fat man, I have been half crazy during this time, even the aunt next door dare not scold me, and will take a detour when she sees it.

After a while, Pokerfing suddenly proposed to enter the mountain one day.He is more proficient in walking in the mountains than a forest ranger. Recently, he is only by my side, but he hasn't been in the mountains for a long time.I saw that he seemed to have something to do. After thinking about it, I finally let him go out pretending to be indifferent.

It's just that as soon as he left, the feeling of anxiety became more and more obvious.I cursed secretly, I made a mistake, I did all the work at home without any trouble, and then I squatted in the yard and started smoking cigarettes one by one.

After smoking for a while, I realized that the restlessness would never subside, and I didn't want to go to the fat man, so I stood up and walked around the room again.During this lap, I found that there was something wrong with the faucet of the washbasin, and the water was not flowing smoothly, so I quickly decided to go to the hardware store in the town, and take a drive to relax.

I planned to come back after buying something, without telling anyone else or leaving a note.It is August now, and the sun hangs high outside, and after the rainy village is on the main road, the sun is scorching the ground scorching hot.

The second-hand Nissan pickup truck was already dilapidated. At this moment, the air vents were making noise like a broken bellows. Although the air-conditioning was constantly blowing in, the interior of the car could not be cooled down.After driving for a while, I was upset, so I just rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

It's just that before I took a few puffs, there was a sound of engine roaring from the side and rear, and then a van accelerated and passed me to the left, and changed lanes in front of me with a flick of my head.

The other party drove extremely wildly. If I was not careful with the steering wheel, the two cars could directly collide.After the car jumped in front of me, it was not in a hurry to drive away. It pressed me at a medium speed for a while, and then accelerated and continued to drive forward, quite provocatively arrogant.

There are not so many rules and regulations on the dirt roads in the country, and many people are used to driving unruly. Fatty and I often meet, and most of them just curse a few words.But now it happened to hit me on the head of the fire, I stared straight at it for a while, biting a cigarette, then raised my hand to put it in gear, and at the same time slammed the accelerator down.

At this time, I just came to a curve, and the car in front was just slowing down. I accelerated to the side of the car, and when the curve passed, I turned the steering wheel hard, changed lanes and overtook the car in front.

At this time, I also heard a few swear words coming from inside, I ignored it, continued to put in gear and accelerated, and drove all the way to the cement road leading to the town.

There were more forks in the road here. After passing several intersections, I glanced in the rearview mirror and found that the car was still following me.

I shook my head, and was about to get rid of the van, but saw that the van suddenly started to accelerate and rushed to a position parallel to me.

I knew that this person wanted to force me to stop, but I didn't let go of the gas pedal, and continued to drive forward on the original road without changing my face.

When the other party saw it, they seemed to be in a hurry, and I heard a burst of scolding from inside, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.The two cars were chasing each other on the road for a while, and the other party finally became completely angry. He suddenly accelerated, abruptly stopped and threw it into the lane in front of me, and then the car swayed, instead of speeding up, he slowed down. It seemed that he wanted to force me to stop completely. .

I stared at the car that was getting closer and closer in front of me, and cursed in my heart, "I'm playing wild, this broken car is worthless." Out of the corner of my eye, I quickly glanced to the right, and without letting go of the gas pedal, I slammed into the car's butt. up.

At the moment of the collision, I slammed the steering wheel to the right and threw the front of the car onto the railing on the side of the road. Then I slammed on the brakes and barely stopped the car with a bang.

Although I knew the bottom of my heart after these few bumps, I still threw my whole body forward with inertia, and was pulled by the seat belt so as not to hit the windshield.I cursed, sat down quickly, looked up at the dash cam, saw that the camera could only see the side of the road, so I put it in gear, put on the handbrake, unfastened my seat belt and turned off the car.

When I got out of the car, a group of people came down from the van in front of me.The back of the other party's car was knocked down by me, and several people were standing in front of the car and yelling.I counted five of them, all of whom were dressed sloppily. When the leader saw me coming down, he took a sip and rushed in front of me. He wanted to grab my collar when he came up.

I turned my head to dodge, grabbed his arm and twisted hard behind his back, at the same time kicked his back knee and kicked him to the ground.The man let out a scream, and the remaining four were all taken aback, they probably didn't expect that the battle would turn into what it is today.

I just looked down at that person at this time, and when I looked down, I suddenly let out a "huh" and said, "The road to Yuanjia is narrow."

The other party also looked at my face at this time, and after a few seconds, his face turned blue, and he cursed "fuck" in a dirty manner, and began to struggle vigorously.

I kicked him on the back again, pressed him tightly, and continued: "Tell me, how do you pay for it? Young people drive so wildly, driving a hearse to send your brothers to be cremated?"

The county seat is so big, and there are many people coming and going. Fatty and I have dealt with many people.I do know this person, but the occasion of the meeting is not very pleasant.When we first moved to Yucun, the three of us went to the town market, and met this person who came to steal my mobile phone, and then we had a group fight with the person brought by the other party on the side of the road.

During the fight, the man was thrown directly by Poker Bottle, and even knocked out a few teeth.He also seemed to recall that bad memory, swallowed a few times, and then seemed to react suddenly, and yelled at the others: "What are you doing in a daze, beat him up! He's the only one this time!" people!"

As he said that, he suddenly broke free vigorously, turned over and punched me in the face.I dodged my head sideways, and when I returned to my position, I swung a straight punch, hitting him hard in the face.

This punch was hard, and there was only a muffled sound when the fist hit the flesh. The man howled and was thrown back directly.I reached out and threw the cigarette away, raised my foot and stomped it out on the ground, looked at the rest of the people, and said coldly: "You guys are so unlucky, I'm the only one."

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