God said I would meet you

The sound outside the door separated the sky, and a wave of waves perfectly covered all the movement in the bathroom. Zhao Wujie's blood mixed with saliva was pulled into a sticky thread, hanging from his mouth, dripping like sugar painting on the ground.

Here he is alone, no one will come to his rescue, no one even knows that he is being beaten here like a dog.

Seeing that this guy had completely lost the ability to resist, Zhang Xinli hit enough and finally stopped temporarily. He let go of Zhao Wujie's stubble, then lifted his collar, turned him over, and asked, "Do you know why?"

Although it was a question, his words didn't mean much to ask, it was more like a statement. The corners of Zhao Wujie's eyes were swollen. He half-opened his eyes, and grinned with bloody teeth in an extremely embarrassing smile: "I know." ..." He said weakly, "If I had known...then I would have been more ruthless, and pushed from the window...then probably wouldn't be able to save me."

The ceiling of the hospital is higher than that of the residential area, and the lobby on the first floor actually spans two floors. If the person falls straight down from a height of more than ten meters without any buffer, the injury caused by the high fall is by no means as simple as a broken rib.

"What a pity..." Zhao Wujie choked on his own blood and saliva, he coughed and said, "If he... died... it would be fine."

The unrecognizable face really showed no remorse. Those who didn't know thought that he and Lin Jinyu had some revenge for killing his father. Zhang Xinli clamped his jaw tightly, making him look up at him, and said coldly: "Then you also Can't live."

His tone was as cold as pig iron. These words were not some kind of bluff or a trick to scare people with harsh words, but a cold statement without any exaggeration, a warning and a sentence.

Zhao Wujie's eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them. He looked at the face he liked very much through the gap between his eyelids, and moved his lips, saying, "It doesn't matter."

He will retaliate and is full of hatred. He hates Lin Jinyu, hates Lin Jinyu for preventing him from getting what he wants, hates Lin Jinyu for giving and receiving love.

Zhang Xinli didn't expect much from Zhao Wujie's conscience at first, but he wanted him to repent, to repent everything he had done, and to be so afraid that he would wake up trembling from a dream even thinking about it in the middle of the night.

He let go of his hand, allowing Zhao Wujie to fall against the side of the dirty urinal.

Zhao Wujie didn't even have the strength to sit upright. As soon as Zhang Xinli let go, he hit the ceramic wall with an unknown liquid on his face, and then slid down the wall like mud.

Zhang Xinli didn't look at him again, but stood up, and casually threw the jackknife to Asu.

Asu took it accurately, his brother Ake lit a cigarette, and without Zhang Xinli's instructions, he came over to support his shoulder blades, dragged Zhao Wujie, who was in a mess all over the place, to the open space, and then, not too dirty, went up and slapped his face halfway Said: "Open your eyes, don't pretend to be dead."

He was obviously used to doing this kind of thing, and he exuded an aura of "good at this way". The owner of the night show liked this kind of guy very much. He was calm enough, ruthless enough, and could do things without wasting words.

This is the other side of the impoverished Yi people in Liangshan that Lin Jinyu has never really seen. The Liangshan he saw in his youth was a gentle Liangshan under the protection of Zhang Xinli. Those who stay far away from him say that he is their younger brother, so everyone regards him as one of their own.

However, in fact, poverty and backward education often breed violence and barbarism. They are twins in the depths of the mountains. Those young people who cannot or do not want to enter the factory for various reasons and cannot receive education return home lazily to live with pigs. Eating and drinking in the same room, drinking and sleeping, dawdling around, the diligent ones turned to other "jobs" to make a living, and the same clans were connected by blood, no matter in Liangshan, Xichang, or Dongguan, they all formed cliques , do not talk about morality and law, only talk about the loyalty of the same family.

This is the other side that Zhang Xinli has been trying to avoid Lin Jinyu from seeing. Although barbarism sometimes has its own charm, the charm does not lie in this. It is the dross that poverty and survival bless them, and he is also one of them. ... If there is no Lin Jinyu, he will always be one of them.

Zhao Wujie's eyelids were half closed, and only a little white of his eyes could be seen. The bruises and blood stains almost covered half of his face. He wanted to resist, but Zhang Xinli hit hard, and the severe pain made him powerless.

"A dead fish is just as boring," Ake turned his head and asked Zhang Xinli, "Dabin (brother, brother), what are you talking about?"

Zhang Xinli stood aside and said, "Whatever."

He told Ake to play whatever he wanted, Ake held a cigarette in his mouth, pinched Zhao Wujie's face and looked around, and asked, "To what degree?"

Zhang Xinli replied with four words: "Be careful."

His younger brother Asu came over, straddled Zhao Wujie, glanced at the man who had slapped him, opened the pocket knife, and cut off the bandage around his neck.

The plaster cast on Zhao's hand was covered with blood, urine, and sewage. Asu spread his feet apart, crossed his legs, and greeted Zhao Wujie below with a semi-mature voice: "Hey."

Zhao Wujie absolutely hates someone riding on his head and domineering, especially this person is still a child with no hair. He tried his best to open his eyes, looked at Asu's very angry expression, and said in his mouth: "Mom! Bitch... bastard, there are times when you cry."

"Cut," Asu said viciously, holding his collar, "You idiot, you cry later than you anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed Zhao Wujie's plaster cast hand to the floor, raised his hand, picked up the jackknife, and struck it down quickly and hard with the blunt other end.

Zhao Wujie gasped, gritted his teeth and yelled. Ake was on the sidelines, watching his brother smash the plaster with his hands and feet very quickly, and then scratched a few times, exposing his swollen hand that hadn't healed.

Ake handed the last butt of the cigarette that was burning in his mouth to his younger brother, and whistled. Asu came over, and straightened Zhao Wujie's hand suddenly, as if he was setting someone's bones.

Broken bones and bruised tendons were subjected to secondary stress... Only those who have suffered fractures can understand how sour this taste is. Zhao Wujie howled "Ah", and there were pea-sized oozes from his forehead, which were visible to the naked eye. Beads of sweat come.

"Are you comfortable?" Ake and his brother cooperated tacitly. He grabbed Zhao Wujie's forearm and said, "Come again, what gesture should I make?"

The teeth in Zhao Wujie's mouth were almost shattered. With bulging veins, he endured the burning pain, raised his uninjured left hand, and slowly gestured with his middle finger.

Those who are ruthless and have no sense of morality are more patient than ordinary people. Ake has seen many such people. He spat in Zhao Wujie's face, said nothing, and winked at his brother.

Asu understood, he took off Zhao Wujie's shoes three times, five times and two times, and then smoked the cigarette butt to let it burn the last residual heat... Then when the orange cigarette butt was burning hot, he pressed it on It touched Zhao Wujie's foot.

The soles of the feet are amazing. The thickness of the skin is not the problem, but it is extremely sensitive. The burning brings not only high temperature and pain, but also a maddening itching when it is extremely hot. It is itchy, painful and hot, which makes people I want to scratch it, but if I really scratch it, it will be full of blood and excruciating pain.

"Stop!" Zhao Wujie twisted and struggled, scratching around with his left hand, as if trying to dig a hole in the tiles, Ake turned to Zhang Xinli for another cigarette, took out a lighter and shook it in front of Zhao Wujie.

Zhang Xinli threw the whole bag to him, and calmly watched this dirty and penetrating scene.

"Stop you sons of bitches," Zhao Wujie yelled endlessly, at the moment he was held down by two people, foul language became the only weapon he could use: "Let go of your father...I'll fuck you...ah ah!"

Asu turned a deaf ear to it, he took the cigarettes, lit them one by one, and pressed them directly on the soles of Zhao Wujie's feet, ankles and underarms. The lighter went to burn his toes, and there was a strange smell of burning nails in the air. Zhao Wujie screamed and sweated profusely.

"What are you shouting, isn't it very stubborn?" Ake knocked the soot into his mouth directly, and said, "You haven't burned your tongue yet."

Zhao Wujie went out in a mess, poohing white soot, sticky saliva, and blood. Ake kicked him a few times, and suddenly seemed to think of something funny, beckoned his brother to give him the knife, and said at the same time: " Get him up."

Like Zhang Xinli, Ah Su violently lifted Zhao Wujie's hair, as if trying to peel off his scalp, and ordered: "Get up!"

Getting his hair pulled looks like nothing but actually hurts. Zhao Wujie is like a cow whose head is tied to a nose rope. Unless he doesn’t want his own scalp anymore, he can only stand up staggeringly according to Asu’s will, stalking The neck is askew.

The bathroom is very big. Ake walked to the door for a while, walked to the sink where he washed his hands, and combed his hair in front of the mirror. Then he knocked on the complete mirror with the handle of a knife. The mirror was reduced to a heap of silvery splinters.

He smashed the big pieces into pieces, threw the knife back to Asu, wrapped it in his jacket, scattered it all on the ground, and whistled at Zhao Wujie.

Zhao Wujie's feet were scalded with a lot of smoke scars and blood was still oozing out. The unknown alcoholic liquid on the ground made his wounds sting. Ake said: "Come, come here."

Between him and Zhao Wujie lay a large piece of broken mirror, if he stepped on it with bare feet, he would be stabbed with countless wounds, Zhao Wujie gasped for breath and didn't move.

Asu pushed him and cursed, "Happi, hurry up."

Zhao Wujie staggered, shrinking his head, as if he had completely lost his strength and was about to lose his ability to move. Asu pushed him a few times, Zhao Wujie only walked forward a little, more than ten steps away from Zhang Xinli, and Ake by the pool. More than ten steps away.

Asu pushed him from behind and didn't move, Zhao Wujie's eyes turned white, as if he was about to faint, no matter how much he scolded him, he didn't move forward, Asu lost his patience, and wanted to show in front of his brother and Zhang Xinli, so he changed After getting a position, he quickly walked a few steps to the front of Zhao Wujie, trying to repeat the old trick and stretched out his hand to drag him away by his hair... Little did he know that Zhao Wujie was waiting for this opportunity.

It was too late to say it, but Zhao Wujie, who was still dizzy at first, suddenly opened his arms, like an eagle spreading its wings and stretching out its iron claws, and took advantage of his height to quickly pinch Asu.

The size of an adult is not at the same level as that of a 14-year-old child. Although Asu immediately stretched out his hands to resist, he couldn't get rid of Zhao Wujie at all.

Zhao Wujie exerted all his strength, pushed him, and fell down on the broken mirror that pierced the ground, taking him as a backer.

Asu snorted, the weight of more than a hundred catties pressed on him, the scum pierced into his scalp, and the exposed skin of the shoulder and neck, puncturing bright red blood.

"younger brother!"

This accident happened in the blink of an eye. Ake and Zhang Xinli rushed towards Zhao Wujie at the same time, but they couldn't arrive immediately. Zhao Wujie immediately grabbed the folding knife from Asu's hand and stabbed him in the face viciously— —

At this critical moment, Zhang Xinli passed his elbows around his neck, tightly hugged his neck from behind, then changed his center of gravity and fell to the side, trying his best to stop the dangerous knife.

Halfway through Zhao Wujie's force, the point of the knife left a deep and narrow wound on Asu's face, and blood gushed out of the wound like a new spring.

Zhang Xinli didn't let go, and rolled him to the side, his hands were knotted around his neck, his elbows were tightly tightened to pinch him, and at the same time the other hand pushed forward to the back of his head, Zhao Wujie couldn't breathe for a moment.

During the rolling, both of them had a lot of sharp debris from the mirror on their bodies. The one surnamed Zhao began to struggle like crazy, stabbing and scratching Zhang Xinli's arms with a knife... Fortunately, he didn't know how to use this kind of tricks, and the winter Wearing thick clothes, those unreasonable attacks only left flesh and blood wounds of varying shades on Zhang Xinli's arms, not his muscles or bones.

Ake quickly took the opportunity to grab his brother's clothes, and dragged Asu from among the sharp mirror fragments to a clean place.

The naked strangulation worked very quickly. Zhao Wujie only struggled for about six or seven seconds. Due to the insufficient blood supply to the brain, his vision soon became blurred... No matter how many knives he received, Zhang Xinli's elbow was stuck firmly on his neck. Until Zhao Wujie completely lost consciousness.

Ake was originally focused on his younger brother, and was busy picking up the crumbs stuck in Asu's body. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Wujie's head drooping on Zhang Xinli's side, and his hands were hanging down like boiled noodles. , and Zhang Xinli may be a little red-eyed, and he hasn't let go, but the grip is getting tighter and tighter. Every time he exerts force, a stream of blood is pumped out from the knife edge.

"Hey hey!" Ake jumped up and rushed over there, ignoring the sporadic scum, and knelt down on the ground, bent down to pat Zhang Xinli's arm: "Waza, Waza, let go... Hurry up!" let go!"

Cerebral ischemia is very dangerous, and it will kill people if it lasts for more than ten and a half minutes. Ake kept calling Zhang Xinli in Yi dialect, which seemed to wake him up at last. Zhang Xinli's arm muscles gradually relaxed, and he no longer followed It clamped Zhao Wujie tightly like pliers.

Ake finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

It took tens of seconds and a minute for Zhao Wujie to wake up. Over there, Asu grinned and picked the crumbs on the back of his neck. Zhang Xinli threw Zhao Wujie aside, and squatted with Ake panting for breath.

"Fuck, I'm scared to death." Ake was shocked. He took the knife back from Zhao Wujie's hand, took out the last two good cigarettes from the cigarette case, and gave one to Zhang Xinli. The two lit up and squatted side by side. He twitched his head.

"Are you scared to death?" Zhang Xinli smoked a cigarette with a gloomy expression: "Not at all."

"Damn thought you were going to kill people," Ake took a puff of smoke and went out: "I'm not scared to death, but I'm not ready to go in yet."

Asu couldn't pick it clean for a long time, and leaned over with his teeth bared, Ake handed him his cigarette to smoke, and the two brothers huddled together to rely on nicotine to calm their nerves... But before taking a few sips, Asu's ears suddenly moved, Then look to the door.

The bar's heavily modernist steel-faced wood-core door rattles—someone is knocking on the door outside.

Zhang Xinli and Ake were stunned at the same time. They hung a sign outside before setting up the trap, but that sign is not omnipotent. It’s okay to coax ordinary customers. The staff should feel strange after passing by a few times... a toilet, go to work It was fine before, but now it's broken all the time?

Akebi made a "shh" gesture, got up and dragged Zhao Wujie behind the door, and Asu quickly scratched the ground with his foot, sweeping away the debris so that it was not so obvious.

Zhang Xinli waited for the two of them to clean up for a while, then pinched a cigarette, touched it, gently unlocked the door, took a deep breath, and was about to see who was knocking on the door, and if it was not from the store or a visitor, he would say haha In the maintenance, if it is a colleague, say that there are people who are drunk and crazy... I hope it can be delayed for a while.

——Zhang Xinli held the doorknob and looked back at the two Ake brothers. The three of them held their breath at the same time.

Asu was already prepared to take advantage of the gap between the people outside the door and Zhang Xinli, and ran through the window, but the result was completely beyond his expectation. Zhang Xinli opened the door slightly and took a look outside. It didn't go according to plan. Hao Hao started talking about it to cover, but reached out without saying a word, and dragged the guy outside the door in with great force.

What's the situation?Ake was very confused, this was different from the plan agreed at the beginning to deal with emergencies, it was nothing to deal with Zhao Wujie, it was not clear if passers-by were involved.

He wanted to ask something, but Zhang Xinli didn't look at him. He picked up the clothes on Shao Rong's back, shook his hands, and threw him on the ground roughly.

Shao Rong fell into a puddle of filth, he helped the crooked mirror frame, got up a little slippery, didn't even look at the three menacing men beside him, but rushed towards Zhao Wujie.

Zhao Wujie's face was covered with red and white things, swollen, bruised, purple, and almost invisible. Shao Rong threw himself on him, touched him cautiously, shrugged his shoulders, Suddenly choked up and began to cry.

In the corridor of the hospital, Zhao Wujie told him to go wherever he wanted, but he had nowhere to go, so he had to go to the parking lot to drive out, followed Zhao Wujie secretly, watched him walk out of the hospital on the main road, walked to the station, and got on the bus. The bus, then got off and went into the bar.

He didn't dare to get too close, so he could only hide in the corner like a mouse, carefully hiding his figure, so that Zhao Wujie couldn't see it—until Zhao Wujie rushed through the door sullenly.

He waited outside for half an hour and still didn't see Zhao Wujie come out, so Shao Rong knew that something happened in all likelihood.

He saw Ake when he was hiding before, and saw that black and thin man seemed to be like him, following Zhao Wujie...but he didn't expect what happened later.

The Asu brothers didn't know who this was, but Zhang Xinli knew it very well. He went over and kicked Shao Rong, grabbed his clothes by the shoulders, tried to lift him away, and said, "Stay aside, it's none of your business."

Although this cowardly guy can be regarded as an accomplice in the whole incident, Zhang Xinli didn't plan to do anything to him. He has a grievance and a debtor. Under this guy's high pressure, Shao Rong's life should be very difficult. Let him go.

Shao Rong obviously didn't want to leave Zhao Wujie's side, he just cried and held Zhao Wujie's hand tightly.

Zhang Xinli didn't have much patience with others. After pulling Shao Rong a few times, he still didn't move, so he kicked Shao Rong directly on his waist and violently kicked him to the side, saying, "Get out of here."

Shao Rong murmured: "No...no."

On the ground, Zhao Wujie, whose brain had regained blood supply, finally breathed a sigh of relief and regained some consciousness, but he was panting heavily, and he still seemed to have no strength. Shao Rong sat up on his knees, supported his shoulders and let him lie on his lap, half hug him.

Zhang Xinli squatted down and looked at the two people who were so cheap together, and finally warned: "Put him down," he said: "He did what he did, I don't want to trouble you, it is best to watch from the side. .”

"No..." Shao Rong's face was full of tears, and he said something that Zhang Xinli couldn't understand: "It's not like that, don't..."

Asu was covered in blood, and he had no place to vent his anger at the moment. After a few words, he could also hear that the guy who accidentally broke in was not an unrelated person at all. He snatched the knife over, stepped forward and said, "A group?"

Zhao Wujie was lying in Shao Rong's arms, his chest heaving with difficulty, looked at them, and said intermittently: "...if you want to do it, hurry up...frown...my last name is yours..."

Asu wiped the blood from the wound on his temple, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, don't cry when I shave off your fingernails one by one." As he spoke, he flashed out the jackknife.

Just as he was about to step forward, Shao Rong suddenly looked at Zhang Xinli and shouted, "It's really not what you think it is!"

The shards of the mirror reflected the bright LED light on the ceiling, like a shattered crystal. Shao Rong’s hands trembled and his voice trembled. The blood and dirt on Zhao Wujie’s clothes rubbed against him, but he still hugged him tightly he.

He murmured, "You think...he ordered me to slander Lin Jinyu for stealing things and cheating on her mistress, right...no...that wasn't his idea..."

Zhang Xinli stopped Asu, who was too lazy to listen to this nonsense, and wanted to go forward to do something directly, and stood there watching him, waiting for him to finish.

Shao Rong trembled and looked at Zhang Xinli like a ghost. He was obviously terrified, and his voice was stretched like a straightened fishing line, but he still said, "Xiaojie was very disappointed when he came back, but he didn't intend to do anything. What……"

He trembled and said, "That's actually... all of it is... my idea."