Reborn you idiot

At 05:30 in the evening, it was the rush hour after get off work, and the bus stop was crowded with sweaty people.

There is no wind, and the hot summer in Guangzhou is as hot as a steam oven. The asphalt pavement is baked and steamed. Occasionally, a private car rushes past the platform, creating a gust of air, which also brings dust and carbon dioxide.

Dahu dragged his injured leg and looked hurried. He staggered to the side of the stop sign and stretched his neck to look around.

Suddenly he was patted on the shoulder, Duhu turned his head abruptly, and a smile appeared on his bruised face: "Brother Li."

The burly brother Li raised his chin and turned around. Duo hurriedly followed. The two walked out of the crowd one after the other and came to the bottom of the nearby overpass.

Brother Li looked around vigilantly, then opened the black handbag, took out a bundle of bundled hundred-yuan bills, and handed it over: "Here, there are seventy thousand in total, all of which are here, click on it."

When Duhu touched the brand-new and bright red banknotes, he felt a prickly feeling. He frantically stuffed them into his pockets: "There's no need to count them. I still can't trust you, thank you."

Brother Li asked: "I can't see that you have some skills, where did you get the wrongdoing?"

Du Hu faltered: "...just an old classmate, I see he's doing well, so..."

Brother Li just asked casually, seeing that Dahu had already collected the money, and it was time for him to leave, so he said, "Brothers are a little more aggressive, don't mind. There will be such good things in the future, and you can find them at any time if you need cooperation." We, we Northeast people are the most trustworthy, so let's go."

Du Hu nodded again and again: "I don't mind, I don't mind, Brother Li, go slowly, goodbye."

He watched Brother Li walk to the side of the street, got into a red Santana, and then spit on the ground: "Fuck, fuck you Northeast guy, little bastard!"

Dahu was full of money, so he was not at ease to take the bus. If a thief picked up a pocket at random, he would lose a lot of money, so he walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.This is a heavy 7 yuan, but he got it with blood and tears and against his conscience.

He did lose money in gambling, and everything he told Zhang Weidong was true, only the amount owed was false.

Dahu lost 20 yuan in one night, and when his head cleared up, he was stunned, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The people in the underground casino locked him in a small dark room and refused to let him go. He had to call someone to redeem him with money.After being punched and kicked several times, Duhu couldn't take it anymore, and the gangsters threatened to mutilate him, so he had no choice but to call Zhang Weidong for help.

But he overstated the amount, and there was a total of [-] more, of which [-] was given to the group as "hard work expenses".

In fact, he wasn't sure if Zhang Weidong would help him, after all, the other party hated gamblers the most, but he was sure of one thing, if he was willing to help, a mere 30 would definitely not be a problem!

Because a few months ago, Duo had personally witnessed Zhang Weidong sitting in a grocery store with another man. The two were very close.

Later, he tested Zhang Weidong, and from the secretive reaction of the other party, he confirmed his guess even more-not only did Zhang Weidong have a difficult relationship with that man, but he was also shady.Zhang Weidong is also really funny, when he has never seen a star or has never seen the world?Is that Hummer h3, and that outfit, affordable for a starlet?

As for the man who cared for Zhang Weidong, he would recognize him even if he turned into ashes—Jun Xiao!

Remembering the name, Duo clenched his fists and sneered.

30 is nothing, but he still dares to take 300 million from Mr. Xiao.

No amount of money can buy back what Xiao Jun owed him.

Du Hu asked the driver to drive the car to Maoye Department Store, where his wife was working as a salesperson, and it was estimated that she was about to leave work now.

For the sake of divorce and child custody, they parted and reunited, and entangled again and again for several years. Duhu was really reluctant to part with music, and his wife was unwilling to be with a man who couldn't even support the family. It is bound to continue to entangle.

This Friday was a little different than usual.

Xiao Jungu insisted on bringing Zhang Weidong to Baiyun Lake. The purpose of this trip was fishing.

Of course Zhang Weidong was reluctant. He regarded this day as paying off his debts, entering at dark and leaving at dawn. Although the fixed process and pattern were like rushing to be tortured, at least he had confidence in his mind.But Jun Xiao was very insistent that he had a dinner that he couldn't miss at night, and the elders of the family were also present, let alone leave early.

In broad daylight, Zhang Weidong really didn't want to get together with him, so he asked, "Why do you have to go fishing?"

Xiao Jungu replied: "Fishing is a very good outdoor activity, which can cultivate one's morality."

Zhang Weidong snorted: "Haven't you heard that one's nature is hard to change?"

Xiao Junso nodded slightly: "But I have heard another saying that an iron pestle is ground into a needle."

Zhang Weidong was speechless. The man said that he was grinding the needle, but he was actually sharpening his edges and corners, to adjust/teach him to look what he wanted.

Xiao Junso often played such tricks, and had a great time playing them.

When he arrived at Baiyun Lake, Zhang Weidong sat down under the sun umbrella, lit a cigarette, and stared at the green lake in a daze.

Xiao Jungu opened the trunk of the car, took out the fishing tools one by one, squatted on the ground and started to work. He hooked the bait, threw the hook out, and finally handed the fishing rod to Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong took it and put it aside casually, without looking at it, and continued smoking.

So Xiao Jun did not force him, put his fishing rod in place, and sat next to Zhang Weidong.Although he came to fish, he didn't care too much about the harvest. He lay on his back on the wooden folding bench, resting his arms on his head, with a lazy look.

Although the weather is hot, there is a breeze by the lake, and one or two birds pass by the water from time to time. Being in such an environment, it seems that even the rhythm of time has slowed down. It really corresponds to the old saying - stealing a floating life for half a day idle.

Zhang Weidong didn't have this kind of leisure and elegance, he sat for a while, really bored, so he went to the car to get a beer.

Xiao Jun turned his face sideways and squinted at him: "I started drinking in broad daylight, let's see what you look like."

Zhang Weidong took a sip of the bitter liquid, held the beer can, and asked sarcastically, "What do you want me to look like?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Junso actually thought seriously, and finally answered with the corner of his mouth hooked: "The better the temper, the more patience, the living habits need to be changed, the IQ is barely enough, and the EQ is completely failed. Also, don't He is always frizzy, and will start fighting if he disagrees with three sentences."

Zhang Weidong's face was full of black lines, and he felt the need to remind him: "Don't complicate simple things, okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Boss, you pay the money, and I'll sell the meat—you just put on your pants when you're done, and be a competent client, and don't worry about the rest, thank you."

"Don't call me boss." Xiao Jun didn't like to hear this, and his face turned cold.

Zhang Weidong also had a cold face, every time they opened their mouths to talk, after a few sentences, they would always fall into a similar deadlock.

As a result, the two of them were not in the mood to fish anymore. They sat by the lake together, back to back, each silent.

Time slipped away little by little under his nose. Seeing that the sun was about to set, Xiao Jun got up and picked up the bamboo basket soaked in the water, which contained the only crucian carp he caught today.

"Dongzi, look." Xiao Jun weighed the weight of the bamboo basket and said with a smile: "This guy is quite fresh, and he is not small. While there is still some time, I will take the fish back and make soup for you." Drink it, it must taste good."

Zhang Weidong looked at the crucian carp flopping about in the bamboo basket, and said, "Let's let it go."

Xiao Jun was taken aback for a moment, then fixed his eyes on Zhang Weidong.

"You never liked to eat fish, since it satisfies your pleasure of fishing, why should you kill them all?"

"You still remember that I don't like fish." Xiao Jun had a strange expression on his face.

Zhang Weidong didn't want to take up this topic, so he kept quiet.

Xiao Jungu looked at Zhang Weidong silently for a while, and suddenly turned the bamboo basket over.The grass-green crucian carp fell to the ground, its mouth opened and closed, and it looked uncomfortable because of the lack of water. Before the fish could struggle and writhe, it was trampled on the soles of its feet.

Xiao Junso stepped on the head of the fish, took out a cigarette from his pocket at the same time, lit it, put it in his mouth and said: "I can put it back in the lake, or I can just trample it to death like this, do you want to kill it all?" , it's up to me to be happy."

There was something in his words, Zhang Weidong closed his eyes: "It's up to you."

"As you said, follow me." Xiao Jun moved his foot away, and then kicked the fish farther from the shore, then he bent down, faced Zhang Weidong face to face, and puffed out a puff of smoke : "Look, it's so pitiful, just like you."

Zhang Weidong's chest was painful, and the kick just now seemed to be kicked on the tip of his heart.

Xiao Jungu is really too ruthless, he doesn't use blood to kill, so he hinted to him: If you want me to release you, don't even think about it!

Zhang Weidong pushed the man away, stood up abruptly, strode over, and stomped viciously on the undead crucian carp. His expression was ferocious, and he stomped out the fish's eyeballs—sooner or later, he would die. Might as well give it a good time!

Xiao Jungu was not a man to be provoked, he dragged Zhang Weidong and pushed him into the car, and when the car door was slammed shut, he began to peel off his pants.He repeatedly unbuckled Zhang Weidong's belt, and then tore and ripped, intending to tear off his underpants as well.

Zhang Weidong was so angry that his face turned blue, he roared and kicked recklessly—it was still broad daylight, and there were tourists wandering by the lake, in this situation, Xiao Jun so boldly played with the car shock!He is shameless, but he has shame too!

The space in the carriage was small, and the hands and feet could not be stretched. The two rolled into a rough entanglement.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of him, Zhang Weidong was furious, and bit Xiao Jungu's ear, tasted the blood.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jun cried out in pain and subconsciously punched him on the heart!

When he punched Zhang Weidong, the back of his hand hurt, and he immediately regretted it. He stopped suppressing Zhang Weidong and called out: "Dongzi..."

Zhang Weidong's eyes turned black, he covered his chest and coughed twice, curled up, and it took him a while to recover from the pain.

In the end, Xiao Jun did not do anything bad. He knelt in front of the back seat, put his arms around Weidong, rubbed his face against his sweaty forehead, rubbed his chest with his hands, and cursed angrily and bitterly. : "It hurts to make you angry at me, to make you angry at me? It deserves it!"