please shoot me down

There is a companion on the road.

The sound echoed in the alley, drawing a curse from a woman and a broken wine bottle thrown from upstairs.Without looking up, he wiped the blood off the gun.

Octopus said, if you have done three votes, you will officially enter the industry.Give you a mobile phone, just answer my call.

Silly Seven ordered some small cakes this time, and the double amount of small cakes finally overflowed the upper and lower pockets.He said, can't I call the original one? It's fine to call the original one. If there are too many mobile phones, I can't remember to bring them, and I will lose them.

Octopuses should be more careful when they say they are on the right track, maybe your three votes have already been targeted by others, so it is always right to be careful.

Silly Seven took the phone from the table, and complained again—how can I carry it, I can’t even fill it with banknotes, so where can I put it in my extra pocket?

Octopus dropped a briefcase, "Put the money in it, and put the gun in it."

Being robbed is a waste of money, but the key gun is not lost.This is silly to understand, but it still makes him unhappy.It's not easy to kill people. The money is obtained in exchange for the head and the waist of the trousers. Treating it so hastily is like chasing a girl after spending a lot of money in the coffin, and then leaving the girl at home to idle.

"Only when people are safe can they make more money," Octopus reminded seeing Shaqi hesitating. I have to kill you too."

Sha Qi left the dilapidated apartment with a briefcase, wearing a windbreaker, making him look like an office worker, and a little boss who just came back from a business trip.What is that called? By the way, it is called self-employed.

Silly Seven is also considered self-employed, and when he took out the money from his briefcase and piled it up and stuffed it under the bed, his idea became more firm.

He took off his clothes on the floor, turned over and lay down on the spring bed that smelled like copper.He felt that he was surrounded by banknotes, which felt more comfortable than being surrounded by a woman, which could make him excited enough to get an erection, and then excited to the point of nocturnal emission.

It seems that there are tentacles of octopus in Chunmengjian, and with a wave, a pile of gold coins will fall down.

(4)

When the third knife came down, Sha Qi finally reacted.

He took two steps back and reached for the pistol on his waist.He fired several shots at the first man to come down from the van.Then he fired several shots at the door of the van, causing the people in the van to dodge and dare not chase again.

He turned over and got up, thinking that the wound on my back had just healed, and this time it was torn apart again.

He nimbly drilled into the alley, and knocked over the fruit stand in the alley.He pulled down the bamboo basket, and the fruit bounced everywhere.Then run again and shoot again until the bullets are empty, and the people behind are blocked by confusion.

He ran on for a while longer, putting on his hat and taking off his coat.The empty pistol was stuck in his waist, and after running a few steps, he stuffed it back into his pocket.The muzzle of the gun was still hot, which made his thigh feel uncomfortable.I wear thin trousers today, and I haven't worn underwear yet.

Originally, I wanted to come down to have dinner, pack some supper and stay up late to watch the football game.This time he made a bet, and he would never lose money tonight.Unexpectedly, before he even reached the entrance of the fast food restaurant, a van lay beside him.

I probably won't be able to watch the game tonight, and my whereabouts have been exposed, so I have to move immediately.He suddenly felt a little sorry for the landlord. The landlord was a single woman in her 50s. She thought he was shabby and always cooked soup for him these days.

The soup wasn't delicious, but at least it didn't give him diarrhea.

It's too late to say thanks now, and it depends on fate to say goodbye.But when he reloaded the gun, quickly packed the small cakes under the bed, went downstairs and went out to the street, he didn't see the aunt's face.

It seems that there is no reason.

Silly Seven suddenly felt a little sad.

He looked down at his briefcase, and there were two mobile phones in the left and right trouser pockets.One gun was still hot in his trousers, and the other was nervously retracted into his egg.

Silly Qi was walking quickly on the street, thinking about which mission gave away his flaws, and which line of enemies came to the door.But he was stupid after all. After crossing several streets, he didn't think of a reason when he found a short-term rental house.

This was the first time he was hunted down by his enemies, and he suddenly realized that the octopus' warning was meaningful.The more orders received, the more obvious the goal.He was already on the road, and he couldn't be shot back before he took a few steps on the road.

In the hour after settling into his new short-term rental, he smoked four cigarettes and rang Octopus.

He said, I was followed, what's going on, do you know?

The octopus was taken aback, and said, I don't know, I followed, are you safe now?

"If it's not safe, I'll call you out of breath." Sha Qi said, while taking off his trousers, he looked at the part of himself that was burned by the muzzle of the gun.

Octopus asked again, "Are you hurt?"

"Three knives, but it's okay, skin trauma." Sha Qi whimpered, the scalded place was more painful than a knife cut.

The octopus pondered for a while, then said——"Next time I change the location, I'll let you know."

Hanging up the phone, Sha Qi lay down on the bed all at once.But as soon as his back touched the bed board, it bounced up again in an instant.He gasped and sat up again, turning his head left and right but couldn't see the injury on his back.

This is the ninth month and seven days of his cooperation with Octopus, and he has contacted Octopus a total of eleven times up to the last time.Among the eleven missions, he was asked to kill seven times, killing eight in total.The other four missions required him to set fire twice, rob goods once, and transport a box of unknown stuff.

He was pinched by the back of a chair when he was delivering goods last time, and there was a bloodstain, and it was the octopus that gave him the medicine.She laughed at him while taking the medicine, and reckoned she had to laugh at him this time.

There are probably eleven origins in the eleven missions, so it's normal for Shaqi to not be able to figure out which killer was sent by the enemy.

He opened the briefcase, moved the burlap bag containing the remaining money to the side of the bed, and unzipped the chain, letting the smell of money hit his face.He adjusted his posture and was actually lying on the bed.

He needs money to calm him down.

At this time, the smell that hits the face is the best medicine.

(5)

At night, Silly Seven also had a dream, dreaming that he was back inside the high wall again.

Sha Qi was imprisoned for three years because he killed three people while participating in a weapon fight.But in group fights, who the hell can see who is beaten.Anyway, when others rushed up, they charged themselves, when others shot guns, they squatted down, and when others shouted, they also howled, and then everyone dispersed, leaving behind three bodies that could not get up.

There were a dozen of them in total, all of whom were arrested.But there are not many people who are actually in prison. After all, some people have heavy pockets, and they can escape the pain of flesh and blood when they take them out.But if you don't go to jail, you don't have to suffer from flesh and blood?Silly Seven doesn't think so.

Beside the high wall, there is a huge Macaranga tannica, which sprouts in spring and leaves in autumn.The branches are long and thick, half black and half brown.

I heard that the prison was originally a mass grave, and Xuetong stood there early.In the year when the prison was built, there was a thunderstorm on a summer night, and the lightning struck straight down, splitting the thick branches, and burning half of them black.

But the blood tung tree not only did not die, but grew even more prosperous than before.

The walls of the prison were built high enough to enclose it at first.Unexpectedly, within a few years, it poked its head out of the high wall again, like a group of trapped beasts like them.

Silly Seven watched Xuetong in this prison for three years, reflecting on whether he stabbed someone in that group fight.

It's a pity that he really has a bad mind, and after thinking about it for a year, he couldn't figure it out. Instead, there was a bad news that his mother died of illness.

The prison guard said that you can apply to go back to attend to funeral affairs, and then come back to continue serving your sentence when you are done.

The prison guard and him looked at each other across a desk, and he was stunned for a while before he understood what the other party said.

The prison guard asked, what's the matter, do you want to apply, and I can help you make a report.

Sha Qi lowered his eyes, looked at the blank paper on the table, and finally shook his head.

They are all dead, and there is no point in going out again.He couldn't find any money in his pocket, and the group fight was also to find some gold coins.Even after letting him go back, he still hugged the jar and howled, thinking about it, he might as well give up.

He said, is it okay to put the ashes on the table at home?

The prison guard said yes.

He also said, close the window, I am afraid that the weather will be bad in winter and the jar will rust.

The prison guard said that the ceramic jar was stainless.

He thought about it for a while, and thought that he didn't have anything to say, so he got up and left.After walking two steps, I stopped, and turned back to ask the prison guard—why did you burn it without notifying me?

The prison guard didn't answer, and Sha Qi didn't force it.That night he was lying on the Datong bunk, looking out the window.The blood tung tree on the high wall swayed with the wind, making his mind go blank.

Silly Seven spent another two years in prison watching Xuetong, thinking about the question of stabbing someone or not making no sense.On the day he came out of the cell, he walked all the way, stepping on the leaves of Macaranga tungii all the way.

When I got home, I thought that the jar was placed in the middle of the wooden house, but unexpectedly, I didn't even see the wooden house when I walked back.

He went to the police station to report and said that my house was gone. The house was so big—he gestured—how could it be gone?

The people at the police station listened for a long time with a confused face, and finally slapped their thighs, suddenly realized, took out a few documents from the drawer, and said that you are an idiot, you sign it, you are in prison, and you have no relatives at home , This house was demolished a year ago, and you will get a supplementary payment after signing your name.

If the idiot doesn't sign, what about the jar?

The other party asked, what jar?

Sha Qi said, the ashes urn is so big, it is placed in the center of the room, and the urn——

"I don't know about that. Why don't you go to the funeral home and ask, maybe it's stored there." The man clicked on the documents on the desktop, urging Sha Qi to start writing.

That is to say, from that day on, Shaqi lost his house and his family, and he probably had a little money in his pocket, but within a week, he spent it all on the gambling table.He didn't go to the funeral home for no reason.

He slept in the gambling shop in those few days.