The years when I was an old man

On the closed-circuit television, there was a burst of snowflakes.

Then, the image came out.

The moment I saw the picture, I was angry and heartbroken.

In a dog cage that was no more than one meter high, Uncle Zhong leaned against the cage with his waist bent and hunched.

The clothes on his body were torn to pieces.

There were wounds all over his face, hands, and body, and blood stains could be seen everywhere.

Opposite him was a big wolfhound.

One of the wolfdog's eyes was bloody.One ear is missing.

At this moment, the wolfdog did not dare to attack Uncle Zhong again.

It squatted there, growling in a low voice.

Fu Dahai pointed at the CCTV, and said to himself:

"Don't tell me, this old bastard is really good. This is the third wolfhound he killed today..."

As he said that, Fu Dahai turned his head to look at me, and asked with a smile:

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, how long do you think this old thing can last? Do you want me to send two more dogs to show you the excitement?"

What Fu Dahai said made Old Wu boss completely angry.

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly heard Zhao Rui say next to him:

"Think before you do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw several bodyguards standing on the stairs.

Two of them had already pulled out their spray guns.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointing at me and old Mr. Wu.

I know very well that this time it is our fault.

Uncle Zhong broke into other people's territory and was arrested.

Even with the use of force, this is the home of the Fu family, and we will definitely not get any advantage.

I suppressed the anger in my heart, directed at Fu Dahai, and said directly:

"Tell me, Fu Dahai. How can you let him go?"

Fu Dahai sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, took a nail clipper, and cut off the barb next to his fingertips.

"Let people go? Let me think about it. But, the sixth day. You have targeted me several times. Should you apologize to me?"

Fu Dahai's arrogant face made me feel disgusted.

But Uncle Zhong is in a miserable situation, and it is impossible for me to ignore him.

I took a deep breath and said to Fu Dahai:

"sorry!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhao Rui on the side tilted his head and looked at me, and said disdainfully:

"Sorry? Who are you saying sorry to?"

I know that they are deliberately embarrassing me.

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"I'm sorry, Fu Shao!"

I said again.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!"

Fu Dahai said without raising his head.

"I'm sorry, Fu Shao!"

I gritted my teeth and said bitterly.

Only then did Fu Dahai raised his head, looked at Zhao Rui, and he smiled:

"Zhao Rui, did you hear that? The Thousand Kings of Kanto are saying sorry to me? Hahaha!"

Both of them laughed at the same time.I looked at Fu Dahai blankly.

At this moment, I finally felt murderous.

"Can we let people go now?"

I asked Fu Dahai.

"Let people go?"

Fu Dahai looked at Zhao Rui and said with a smile.

"Did you hear me say I'm going to let you go?"

Zhao Rui shook his head and said with a smile:

"I didn't hear that!"

Throwing the nail clippers aside, Fu Dahai picked up a cigar next to the ashtray.

Use cigar scissors to cut the cap of the cap lightly, and use a lighter to burn one end back and forth.

After all the preparations were over, he took a sip, and then slowly spit it out.

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, it's not impossible to let me go. Here..."

He picked up the cigar cutter, opened it and closed it a few times.

"This thing is very fast, and I guess it won't hurt too much to cut off your fingers. As long as you cut off a finger, I will release this old thing. One finger for one life, you won't pay..."

As he spoke, he breathed a puff of smoke at me.

Behind the smoke was his ferocious and arrogant face.

For fear that I would be impulsive, Old Wu quickly grabbed the corner of my clothes and whispered:

"No, you can't listen to him. Even if you cut off your finger, this bastard won't let him go. Besides, your uncle must know that you cut off your finger to save him. He will never accept it..."

Seeing that I didn't move, Fu Haihai immediately said:

"Reluctance? Just get out if you can't bear it?"

Fu Dahai shouted arrogantly.

"Go, think long-term!"

Old Mr. Wu also persuaded me.

Indeed, now I have no way to save Uncle Zhong.

"Go away!"

Fu Dahai cursed again, and threw the cigar in his hand towards me.

Old Mr. Wu pulled me and walked towards the door.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Fu Dahai's voice came from behind him:

"I told you a long time ago that in Coconut Island, my Fu family has the final say. Either you get out of Coconut Island, or you just wait to die here!"

I looked back at Fu Dahai, and said indifferently:

"Fu Dahai, if something happens to Uncle Zhong, I will risk my life and never let you go!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I turned and left.

On the way back, my mind was full of images of Uncle Zhong hunched over in the dog cage.

No, I have to think of a way to rescue Uncle Zhong.

The convoy arrived at the small fishing village where we lived, and everyone got out of the car and entered the small building.

Just as Su Mei was about to enter the door, I suddenly called out to her back:

"Su Mei, come here!"

Su Mei walked towards me slowly.

"what happened?"

I pointed in the direction of the beach and said softly:

"Let's go!"