A New Character Every Month

"No...Impossible, I must have identified the wrong person."

Alec stared intently at the woman, his eyes gradually turning red.

Light-blond hair, a few freckles on the right cheek, and around her neck is the diamond necklace that he bought two months ago.

Everything was telling him that the woman was Prima, his girlfriend who had been in love with him for many years.

Hume clinked glasses with the manager with a cup of wine in one hand, while the other passed Prima's neck and into the neckline of her dress.

Under the clothes, one after another, a daydreaming amplitude floated up.

Judging from the smile on Prima's face, there was no trace of dissatisfaction or rustiness. Obviously, without Alec's knowledge, the two of them had already done this behavior many times.

So much so that the scene seemed perfectly ordinary.

At this moment, Alec suddenly remembered what he had read in a foreign book.

When a woman cheats on a man behind her back, she is putting a hat on him, a green hat like a grassland or a forest.

From this point of view, how many hats does he have on his head?

Desperation, anger, humiliation, and the effects of alcohol, Alec moved.

He stepped towards the booth, like a hungry old wolf seeing food, with fierce eyes, unstoppable.

In the middle, he also picked up an unopened bottle of red wine.

"Asshole! If you dare to take my wine, you don't want to die, do you?"

The owner of the bottle of wine, a red-haired man, cursed and tried to catch up.

But his companion quickly pulled him back and shook his head at him.

Of all the things that can happen in a bar where alcohol and lower body manipulation take place, a sudden pick up of a bottle, like this one, is often a sign of bloodshed ensuing.

They are just here for a drink, and if possible, to solve their physical problems. There is no need to bear the blood for others for a bottle of wine that is not worth much.

A few steps away from Hume's booth, an angry voice came out of Alec's mouth: "Hume, how do you want to die?"

Normally, his voice wouldn't attract much attention in a rowdy bar.

But at this time, the booth where Hume was located had just become the focus of the crowd, and even the staff hadn't completely dispersed. With just a glance, many people around saw Alec's angry appearance and the wine bottle he was holding in his right hand. .

Hume also heard the voice, and when he turned around to see Alec, a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Hey, isn't this Alec?"

"go to hell!"

With a grim expression on his face, Alec strode into the booth with the wine bottle in his hand raised high, about to fall towards Hume.

next moment.

A heavy punch hit him in the face from the side.

With just one blow, he was knocked down to the ground, and the red wine bottle also fell off, fell to the ground and shattered, splashing a pool of red wine.

"The VIP who wants to touch us, has he asked us?"

The thug next to him who was in charge of delivering the wine smiled and sighed in his heart how dangerous it was.

If they hadn't left the booth because they had just finished delivering the wine, I'm afraid the red wine bottle would really hit the VIP's head.

At that time, even if they knocked this person down, the bonus for this month would probably be wasted.

"Poor Alec."

Hume shook his head, held Prima in his arms, and said while reaching out his hands and making unbearable movements, "In this world, violence cannot solve problems. Without money, you are nothing."

Holding two women in his arms, the manager glanced at Alec with disdain, as if he had no interest in talking.

"Prima!"

Alec ignored Hume's taunt, but looked at the woman in his arms.

But all he got was disappointment and deeper despair. Prima seemed not to see him, like an animal in estrus, looking at the colorful lights on the top of the bar with blurred eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Hume smiled triumphantly: "The woman you love the most is just a bitch to me, but even so, she would rather be my bitch than your woman. "

"Hum!"

Alec let out a low roar like a beast, got up and rushed towards Hume again.

In fact, at this moment, he just wanted to deal with this scumbag severely.

But soon, the thug next to him punched him again.

Alec fell to the ground without any accident.

Anger and alcohol can indeed bring him courage, and can also make his body burst out with more strength than usual, but they can't change the fact that his body is already weak.

The thug pressed Alec's head firmly in an extremely humiliating way, letting his face touch the red wine on the ground.

"Gentlemen, how should I deal with this person?"

A staff member asked Hume and the manager.

"Just hit it and throw it out."

Hume said casually, and then asked Prima in his arms, "Why, don't you love your man?"

"He's not my man."

Prima held her head high, not even interested in glancing at Alec, and said: "Weak character and no money, if it wasn't for seeing him pitiful, and giving me his salary on time every month, I would have given him my salary early." Just broke up with him."

Hearing the unfeeling reply from the woman he loves the most, Alec's eyes gradually faded, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

"Unfortunately I have a good bottle of wine."

Not far away, the red-haired man looked at Alec who was being dragged out by the thugs, and said casually.

"If I were him, I might be desperate too."

The red-haired friend said: "The person I love the most betrayed me. Although I have never experienced it, I can understand this feeling."

The red hair picked up a glass of wine, poured it down his throat and said, "It's a big loss to make myself so embarrassed for a bitch!"

The red-haired friend nodded: "It's really a big loss."

After a brief interlude, the bar resumed its lively atmosphere again.

After today, no one will remember the angry, pitiful and humble man just now.

In the dark alley outside the side door of the bar, Alec was thrown to the ground by several thugs like a marionette.

Immediately, fists rained down on him.

2 minute later.

The thugs stopped one after another.

"Garbage, be sensible, some people are not something you can afford."

"Fortunately, boy, if you smashed that bottle of wine on our VIP's head today, you will be a cripple now."

"Don't come to our bar again in the future, otherwise we will call once!"

After a few thugs cursed a few words, they turned and left.

The thug who was walking at the end looked back at Alec, sighed and said, "We are all just ordinary people, we can't compete with those rich and powerful people, let's give up!"

The footsteps gradually moved away, and only Alec was left around.

Alec turned over with difficulty and looked at the almost starless night sky.

The body hurts, and every time I touch the skin, it hurts, but it is nothing compared to the heartache that all kinds of despair turn into.

"Can't you fight?"

Alec murmured, got up, leaned on the wall, walked out of the dark and narrow alley, and came to the road outside.

beep!

beep!

beep!

A small car came head-on, honking its horn wildly.

But Alec, who heard the voice, didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it. Instead, he turned his head to look at the small car, and even reached out to block the light of his eyes from taking pictures of the other party.

There was no fear at all in his expression, and there was even a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

There was a sudden sound of brakes.

The car barely stopped when it was less than half a meter away from Alec.

"You son of a bitch, are you courting death?"

The bearded car owner poked his head out and cursed.

Alec looked at each other and nodded seriously: "Yes, sir, can you fulfill me?"

Hearing this unexpected reply, the owner of the car was obviously taken aback, then gave him a complicated look, sat back in the car, reversed, turned, and accelerated to pass.

A voice could be faintly heard shouting in the air: "Crazy!"

Seeing this, Alec's mood did not change unnecessarily, but he crossed the road and came to a nearby building that was about to be demolished.

Go straight up the stairs.

In the darkness, only the sound of his footsteps remained.

When he came to the top of the building, Alec looked at the guardrail in front of him, which was only half his height, as if he was greatly attracted, and walked over there involuntarily.

When life is in despair, when all illusions are shattered, when hatred cannot be repaid, he still wants to escape as usual.

And in his heart, death is the best escape!

Alec had just walked half the distance when he noticed that his toe seemed to have kicked something.

Looking down, under the faint moonlight, you can vaguely see a black notebook and a line of text on it: Death Note.

"Do you agree with my death?"

Alec picked up the notebook, reached out and touched Death.

He looked up at the guardrail ahead again, took a notebook, and walked forward.