The American Scripture

The air in the park is very good. There are not many people in the morning. There are a few people sparsely. There is a lake at the end of a forest in the distance. It is huge and almost runs through the entire park. On a wooden chair in the park, an old man is quiet Sitting there looking at the gleaming lake surface, the sun's lingering light flashed a golden dazzling light from time to time.

On a bench in the woods, a thin and tall man in a trench coat was about to put a cigarette in his mouth, then took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then highlighted a burst of smoke. Let his face become a little fuzzy. He now often uses this method to stabilize his mood.

"Smoking is not allowed here, sir!" At this time, a uniformed security guard in the park came over. He looked at the man sitting on the chair and frowned. "In view of your behavior, I must let the police do it. deal with."

"I'm sorry, I admit, I shouldn't smoke, but, sir...can you give me a chance?" The thin man stood up, quickly took the cigarette from his mouth, and then looked around, there was nothing to extinguish Where there is a cigarette, just press the cigarette **** into your palm.

Suddenly the contact between the cigarette **** and the palm of the hand made a "sizzling" sound of burning meat. This made the security guard very nervous. He pushed back two steps, then stretched out one palm, facing the thin man, touched the pistol at the waist with the other, and said loudly, "You want What are you doing? Hold your head in your hands and be stood facing me, hurry up!"

The lanky man was a little stunned. He shrugged and said helplessly: "Okay. Don't be nervous, relax, I will do what you say. No need to draw a gun, I will not pose a threat to you!" He said that he hugged his head with both hands, turned around, and stood facing the big tree.

The security guard came over, spread his legs, and searched him, but found nothing. Nodded, stepped back a few steps, and said to the man: "Now you can turn around. Answer a few questions, and I will consider letting you go!"

"Please feel free, sir!" The lanky man turned around, facing the security guard. "Do I still need to hold my head?"

"Yes. When you are satisfied with me, I will let you put it down, being bullshit, man, this is good for you and me, listen...what are you doing here? Here!" Watching, he pressed one hand on the handle of the pistol at his waist and stared at the thin man.

"I'm waiting for someone!" the lanky man replied.

"Waiting for? Is it someone you met secretly? Do you have a deal? Poison p or money money?" The security glared at the lanky man. "You better stay still, or I will shoot without hesitation!"

"Okay. Okay, I'm waiting for my friend, not the **** trades like p and w money. I said, sir, can you imagine that someone else is a criminal? I didn't do anything just now, except for two puffs. Smoke!" The lanky man became a little impatient, he shouted at the security guard.

"Take two mouthfuls? Is it dna?" The security continued.

"No, this is the cigarette I have smoked. I haven't finished smoking it yet. Would you like to see it?" The security guard threw it over, "You better see for yourself, this is shredded tobacco, not hemp!"

"I will!" The security guard squatted cautiously on the seat, but his eyes still did not leave the tall lanky man, "This is one of your evidence, you better be careful."

"Can I put my hand down?" said the tall and thin man.

"Tell me your name and your credentials!"

"It's here!" The thin and tall man reached into his pocket and took out his wallet, "I have my credentials on it, can I put my hand down now?"

"Yes, but don't play tricks, I remember you, man, Shia Presskin, it doesn't sound like a good person's name, I remember you!" said the security guard and threw the wallet over. However, it seemed that he didn't use enough force on purpose, and the wallet fell about two meters away from Preskin, just out of reach of his arm.

The security guard said, stretched out his finger and pointed at Preskin: "I remember you, you can't run away, man, as long as you dare to commit a crime here, I will make you look good!" Turned around, looked back twice while walking, and then went to patrol not far away.

Preskin shook his head, slowly pierced himself, picked up his wallet, sighed, patted the dirt on it, put it in his pocket, and slowly sat back. on the chair. He looked at the lake, sparkling, and then looked around, only to find that the person he was waiting for had not yet arrived.

Obviously Zhen Fan had agreed. Although it was conveyed through the secretary's mouth, he felt that Zhen Fan would definitely come. He looked at his watch a little restlessly. The time had come. The agreed time was ten o'clock. It was now five minutes past ten. Maybe it's coming soon! Wait and see, he said to himself.

The sun shines into the woods, making the woods look mottled. Time passed by one minute and one second. At this moment, the old man sitting by the lake suddenly stood up slowly and walked towards the lake.

At this moment, Preskin suddenly felt a very bad feeling in his heart. The old man might have a problem, but he couldn't tell where the problem was. While he was still thinking, suddenly a splash of water was picked up on the lake. Then came the sound of "puff".

"Damn, that old man fell into the water!" Preskin cursed secretly, and suddenly his figure moved. He moved very fast, and he reached the lake in an instant, then jumped in and jumped into it. In the water, dive toward the place where the old man fell into the lake.

But he didn't see anything. He suddenly popped his head out of the lake. Looking around, he saw the old man on the shore looking at Preskin with a big smile and asking loudly, "Hey, buddy, Do you usually swim in clothes? Haha... you are the first fool I saw today!"

"God!" Presskin cursed, and then asked loudly, "Did you not fall?"

"Of course, although I am old, I am not too confused. I haven't lived enough, how could I fall? It's you... what can't you think of? Did you go to a woman to live your property? Or someone else stabbed in the ass? Haha!" The old man's obvious gloating tone made Presskin suddenly feel aggrieved and want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault!" Presskin swam up from the water, then twisted the water on his body and walked towards the woods on his own, just now. When I was sitting on the chair, I found a three or four-year-old boy crying beside the chair.

"What's the matter with you?" Presskin glanced at the little boy and couldn't help asking.

"My mother is gone, I don't know how to get home!" The little boy wiped his tears, then looked at Preskin pitifully, "Can you find my mother for me?"

Preskin frowned, then looked at his watch, almost fifteen minutes had passed. He looked at it and said, "Wait, I'll make a call!" Then he took out the phone.

"Hello, this is Fan Zhen's call!" A woman's voice came over there.

"I'm sorry, I'm Sia Presskin, I have an appointment with Mr. Zhen, may I ask Mr. Zhen to leave now?"

"Yes, he has already set off, and it is estimated that he will arrive in ten minutes!" said the woman's voice over there.

"Okay, thank you!" Presskin looked at the little boy, then at his watch, and then squatted down. The clothes on his body were already dry. This is because he used his special ability. He didn't want to We met Zhen Fan so wet.

"Let's... wait another ten minutes, ten minutes later, we will go to the police station together, they will help you find your mother, okay?" Presskin confronted.

"No, no...I'm going to find my mother now!" The little boy quit, he kicked and stared at Preskin dissatisfied, "I'll find my mother by myself. You are a bad guy!" Cape Leskin, just go ahead.

Preskin watched the little boy running past him and running towards the front, he couldn't help but hesitate, and then said to him: "Hey, go, chase after, and then hold the little boy's hand, "I will take You go to the police station! "

"I don't want to see the police, can you help me find my mother?" The little boy looked at Presskin.

"Well, I will try my best. Can you tell me where you live? What's your mother's name?" Presskin knelt down ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ looked at the little boy and laughed, "Also, little guy , Can you tell me, your name?"

"I don't know what my mother's name is, but she often calls me little Bruce, so...you call me Bruce too." The little boy smiled and looked at Preskin, "You are a good person!"

"What are you talking about?" Presskin looked at the little boy dumbfoundingly. He didn't expect that he would get such an evaluation in the little boy's mouth. In the past, I was a guy who didn't blink. He couldn't help laughing wryly, then squatted down and looked at it:

"Maybe, maybe I'm a good person, all right, Mr. Bruce, let's go to your mother now and tell me where you lost your mother?" Presskin smiled and stood up.

I didn't know that the boy suddenly looked at Presskin's back, with a happy expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "Mom, mom, I am here!"

Presskin froze for a moment, then turned his head, but saw nothing. When he turned his head again, he was stunned. There was no one in front of him. The little boy was gone, as if he had never appeared before. There was only a slight "swooshing" sound from the leaves when the wind from the forest passed. (To be continued...) u