please shoot me down

Finally, that person also noticed Sha Qi again, after all, Sha Qi never left his eyes from the beginning to the end when he was sneaking around, it was really hard not to notice.

He did put away the gun first, and glanced at Sha Qi again as he tied his belt.Then he walked to the sink, waiting for Sha Qi to follow after him.

Silly Seven pretended to wash his hands nonchalantly, took out paper, and wiped his hands.

When two soldiers meet, they must be calm.He felt that since the man had looked at him so many times, it would be difficult for him not to speak.

Sure enough, the man spoke.He didn't leave after washing his hands, looking at Silly Seven through the plane mirror in the toilet.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked, "I see you've been staring at me for a long time."

"Do I have it?" Sha Qi pretended to be deep and said, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The man smiled, looked back at the mirror, and looked directly at Sha Qi, "What's the matter, have we ever met? If it was me leaving without saying goodbye, I apologize to you."

"Farewell without saying goodbye?" This person's rank is higher than that of silly seven, and silly seven didn't understand what the other party meant.

So he threw out a skill, which is a key trick for not understanding what the other party is saying and not letting the other party realize that he didn't understand-repeat the key words in the other party's mouth.

Sure enough, the man scratched the root of his hair in embarrassment, and continued the conversation himself-"But I believe we had a good night, if you need, I don't mind reliving it again."

The directness of these words made Sha Qi a little dazed, and before Sha Qi answered, the man took the initiative to walk towards Sha Qi.

He put his hand on Sha Qi's shoulder, stroked it, and Sha Qi felt that he didn't need to cut the radish anymore, but the Tibetan mastiff in his heart bumped against his cock again, which made him a little dizzy.

"It's strange, did I really have a relationship with you? Why don't I remember it at all," the man said while stroking Silly's arm with a slightly stronger strength, pinching the muscles of Silly's full-loaded autumn clothes, and said with emotion ——"You should have left a deep impression on me, after all, your condition, your figure, your—"

Sha Qi didn't quite remember what happened later, the Tibetan Mastiff hit him so hard that it hit his lungs and crushed his stomach.Then he walked all the way down, biting at the lower abdomen, and then took him to soar in the white clouds and blue sky, and the night of lightning and thunder outside the house.

His nose was filled with the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and the smell of the toilet, and there was also a wonderful smell on the other party, which was something pleasant but not like a fragrance.

He's not sure how much he's freed, but that's about as much as a brand new water-based pen.

By the time he realized it, the two of them had already washed their hands in the sink, washed their faces, took out paper, and looked at each other.

"What's your name?" Silly Seven's head was still dizzy. After all, this guy was the first person to touch his body in months except for his hands—of course, the octopus helped him to wrap the wound. No, after all, this is the care of the superiors for the subordinates.

Silly Seven didn't ask this person to leave any contact information, but at least leave a name.

The man just curled his lips and didn't answer.He washed his hands, and without even looking at Sha Qi again, he walked straight to the door of the toilet.

Silly Seven didn't know which tendon was wrongly threaded, and suddenly called out—"You...do you like eating octopus balls?"

The man still didn't answer, but Sha Qi could see that his hand stopped on the handle for a moment, and then disappeared behind the toilet door as if nothing had happened.

Sha Qi stood in the toilet for a while, then took out his mobile phone.

He took the phone that the octopus had given him, and stared at the only number on it.

After a while, he put the phone back in his pocket.They washed their faces again and left the bathroom together.

(10)

The man had already left, and Sha Qi didn't even see his back when he left the bar.I don't know how long the two of them messed around in the bathroom, but the sound of the rain had quietened down a lot when they came out.

Back to Uncle Pi, Uncle Pi has already woken up.At this moment, I was concentrating on wiping the drool on the table, rubbing the paper towels, and throwing them into balls again.

He looked at Silly Seven and pointed at the bar. Silly Seven had no choice but to come over with two glasses of fire horse wine.

Uncle Fart patted Sha Qi's face with his haggard fingers, the fingers still smelled of saliva and greasy tabletop, and he smiled greasy-"I see that your face is flushed and your eyes are bright, did you have a momentary change just now?" pleasure?"

Silly seven said you fucking still watch me go in?Did you know that person just now?What's the background?

"I just watched you come out," Uncle Pi said, pushing the wine over to Sha Qi, "Have you washed your hands yet? Don't touch me if you haven't."

Sha Qi shook his head and refused to drink.

The rain was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he had to go back before dawn.There is still a little bit of comfortable aftertaste in the lower body, he can use the aftertaste to sleep well.

It was even colder in the wolf country after the rain, and when he went out of the bar, Sha Qi shivered.As soon as the rain stopped, the cold wind blew more presumptuously.Freeze off the oil on the surface of the skin, and then freeze the chapped marks.

Sha Qi looked at the sky, and the sky was already glowing slightly.It's past four o'clock in the morning, and it's been a night in such chaos.

Silly Seven spends most of his days not accepting missions like this. If he doesn't come to the tavern to make himself stink, he goes to the chess and card room to smoke.

In fact, he is particularly afraid of going to bed early. Once he lies on the bed soberly, his mother will appear when he closes his eyes.

He fantasized about his mother's last appearance countless times, whether she had lost her hair, wrinkled her skin, struggled to swallow her last breath, or was in a sleepless sleep, and entered another realm from then on.

Or not at all, but flashing back to the light, as full of energy as chasing him all over the room with a bamboo whip when he was a child, Sha Qi covered his head and wailed, got under the table, and ran out of the hut all the way.

At this time, the mother would stand at the door and yell, but if she couldn't yell twice, there must be an enthusiastic neighbor who put down the basket in his hand, quickly grabbed the brat with sharp eyes and hands, twisted silly ears and sent it back.

Then Sha Qi continued to be beaten, the whip was vigorously thrown on his buttocks, and a layer of plaster was applied at night.

The old mother said, if you are not obedient, do you still touch other people's melons!

Silly Seven said, don't touch or touch, don't eat or eat.

The mother said again, if you don't go to school, do you dare to play with the teacher again!

Silly seven said, go to school, don't play, don't play.

The old mother slapped the plaster aside, and then slapped Shaqi's thigh, saying that she went to scoop up the soup, and the beating made my back hurt, so I drank the soup and came over to help me step on my back.

But probably the beatings weren't hard enough, so Sha Qi only finished elementary school and his skin was thickened.

Of course, he can't blame him entirely. The children in the neighborhood went out to earn money before they finished elementary school. The silly seven-dollars grew up, and they should have been able to subsidize their families long ago.

The old mother scolded him a lot, and gave him a cloth bag after scolding, saying that you can go with the second aunt's son tomorrow, the construction site is short of people, so you go, don't be lazy.

The old mother didn't beat him that day, because she handed over the cloth pocket, just about to stand up, and then sat down with her hands on her waist.After sitting down, I never stood up again.

The bamboo whip later also became a clothes rail, occasionally dusting the quilt, dusting off the musty smell round and round.

After a while, the old mother stopped scolding him, and started to twitch when he spoke loudly, unable to get angry or scold him.So the casserole changed from the old mother's hands to Sha Qi's.

Silly Seven left from the construction site, went to his friend's casino, and then followed him to count the numbers with knives, guns and sticks. Finally, one night, they formed a group and were stopped by the roaring police car, put on handcuffs, and escorted into the police car.

Silly Seven hates to think of these, and every time he thinks of it, his ears will ring.

The night alone was too quiet, so quiet that he couldn't fall asleep. In his dream, his mother was full of noise, shaking his white hair, but he could no longer pick up the bamboo whip on the ground.

But it’s different when it’s daylight, the streets are bustling when it’s daylight, and that person can sleep easily, not to mention there is such a thing to reminisce tonight, and he can probably wake up with a smile when he sleeps until evening.

(11)

It took about three to 10 minutes to walk back to the rented area from the tavern, and I had a face-to-face meeting with Uncle Lai who came back from the collection.

Uncle Lai and Uncle Pi know each other, and they both have a big monster tattoo on their arms.

He raised his chin and said, Uncle Fart is not dead, is he?

Silly Seven said it's a pity, he is still alive, you have to settle the bill when you go back, I don't know how much he drank again.

Uncle Lai stared at Sha Qi's face, pondered for a while, and said, I see you have peach blossoms on your face and golden eyes, don't you——

Silly Qi laughed, Uncle Lai said yes, then you go back and sleep well, I will be here tonight, I am coming, I invite you.

Silly said yes in a hurry.

Silly Seven likes Uncle Lai even more than Uncle Pi.Uncle Lai is a real person, and he doesn't talk like nonsense like Uncle Pi. Uncle Pi asks for money for drinks all day long, and Uncle Lai fills in later.

Uncle Lai's name is Lai Cha, and he was a legendary figure in his early years.When he came up from the equator, he was thrown into the ring in the underground boxing ring at first. Looking at him skinny, he thought he was just a rag in the boxing ring, which could clean the blood from the ring that night.

So in the beginning, everyone didn't bet on him, only idiots bet on him. This is something only charitable gambling kings do, and ordinary people don't have this awareness.

Unexpectedly, Lai Cha won once and won again.I signed the life and death certificate several times, but I became the one who survived.

During those days, Lai Cha's name was heard all over the surrounding underground boxing rings, and he transformed from a rag to a cash cow.

People in the wolf country like to watch this kind of plot reversal stuff. You want a strong man to go up and make a fool, and everyone will throw wine bottles into the ring if they don't enjoy themselves.But if this little monkey is able to turn into a strong man, those spectators who don't know what they drank and ate will be so excited that they can knock wine bottles on their heads.

But Sha Qi only heard about it. When he met Uncle Lai, Uncle Lai had retired to the world, and found a random boxing ring to practice newcomers and collect money.

According to Uncle Lai's words, this is a bunch of old bones, so I will accept it when I see it.