The Light of the Dogs

Such a big sun, go out without driving, dick hot!

After only 10 minutes of walking, the short sleeves on Jinjiu Ten's body were completely wet. The place he arrived was a small shop. The light in the small shop was dim, there was no air conditioner, only an electric fan was blowing a paralyzed A young man sleeping in the dark on a recliner, and a girl wearing cat ears who is surfing the Internet sitting behind the cigarette counter.

Ginjiu Ten adjusted the electric fan, and the sweat-soaked clothes were blown by the wind, and immediately wrapped around his waist stickily, showing a somewhat menacing posture.

He touched the counter with his index finger and found a layer of dust, and his expression became even more gloomy.

"I walked for a month, and you didn't clean up for a month, right?"

The girl was concentrating on the computer in front of her, but when he spoke, she trembled in fright. When she turned her head, the corners of her mouth were still stained with potato chip crumbs. One eye focused normally, but the right eye had a crooked eyeball, which was a squint.

The Gin Ten swept over her short white skirt covered in oil stains, then over her face with uneven skin tone, and finally landed on the cat ear headband on top of her head.

"Take off that thing," he ordered, and the girl immediately took off the headband, messing up her oily hair, "Wipe the table, the cigarette codes on the counter are all in order, and give me the account book for this month." .”

The account book that was handed to him was crooked, and the date and amount of money were also ambiguous. Gin Ten flipped through the account book, and the girl behind the counter took out a dry rag and wiped the table next to him. Gin Ten's eyes were there. He glanced at the rag, then he raised his head and stared at the girl with an unfriendly expression, "Don't you find it annoying to live in the garbage dump every day?"

The girl lowered her head, clutching the rag in her hand, and said nothing.

Gin Ten said again, "Wash the rag."

The girl finally came out from behind the counter. Although she didn't look very good, she had a good figure, a pair of straight long legs, but no breasts.

After she finished washing the rag, she stepped forward to pick up the basin of dirty water, raised her hand and splashed it on the young man who was sleeping like a dead pig.

This young man was riding a horse and whipping his whip in a bloody fight in his dream, when a basin of cold water fell from the sky, and he was thrown off the horse, and he jumped up and stood in front of Jinjiu Ten. Choked to death by saliva.

His short stature paled in comparison to Gin Ten's tallness, and his status as the boss of Gin Ten made him even more anxious.

He said, "Brother Jin, you're back!"

Jinjiu Ten said: "One hour, settle the bill for me."

After finishing speaking, he walked past the young man to the small door at the back, and walked through a corridor that was as wide as one person. Inside was a [-]-square-meter hall, where players played poker, Pai Gow, mahjong, and slot machines. All the eyes were blinded, only a few narrow windows on the top of the wall penetrated into the sky in the smoke.There is another monitoring room at the far end of the hall. Gin Wine Ten knocked on the gate. Inside, a charming woman was counting money. There were five other young people who were smoking or drinking. Tattoos on various parts.

"Brother Jin," the five youths immediately stood up.

The Gin Ten brushed his thumb over the stack of bills without looking at them.

"Have all the accounts released have been recovered?"

A thin young man handed over an IOU,

"Last time, Boss Liu, who sold cloth, borrowed 20 yuan and hadn't returned it. He ran away. When we went to his house, there was only an old lady, a middle-aged woman and a child left. They couldn't contact the person surnamed Liu. .”

"If you can't get in touch, don't contact us. Hasn't his real estate certificate been transferred to us? Is the house vacant?"

"This..." The thin young man rubbed his head and winked at the brothers behind him, but they pretended not to see it, so the thin young man had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "The other party is a shrew, and they are orphans and widows." , I'm... not... not embarrassed."

"Yo," Jinjiu Ten smiled contemptuously, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the vicious-looking little sheep who looked down and looked down in front of him. If you don’t come back, why don’t you give the orphans and widows a cushion?”

A few young men were even more hesitant to speak, and just lowered their heads so that they wanted to poke their breastbone.

Gin Ten had a pleasant face: "Would you give me a pad?"

The little sheep shook their heads wildly.

"Don't pretend to be a fucking good man!" He slapped a wad of banknotes on the skinny young man's face, and cursed in a low voice: "Trash! Give me the address."

This is an old building, the walls are cracked, the bottom is covered with moss, and there is a musty smell in the corridors. It is really not very good, but because it is close to the city center, the housing prices are still high.

Jinjiu Ten avoided the cat's eyes and knocked on the door a few times. When a wrinkled old woman appeared in the crack of the door, he opened the door and strode in. After sweeping around, he went straight to the refrigerator in the kitchen, picked out a bottle of Coke from inside, unscrewed the cap and poured half of the bottle.

A woman in the room shouted, "Mommy, fuck?"

Gin Wine Ten screwed on the bottle cap, "Debt collector."

The woman who came out was in her early forties, wearing only her pajamas, her breasts slumped over the fat around her waist, and her hair was still a little messy.Seeing Jinjiushi sitting in the living room of his home with a shirtless shirt and a golden knife, he couldn't recover, and asked in the local dialect: "Looking for Sasuke?"

The gin was all over the coffee table, another cigarette dangling from his mouth, and the ash flicked unceremoniously on the spotless floor.

He grabbed his crotch and asked the staring woman, "Is this Liu Wei's house?"

The hostess lowered her face, pinched her waist with one hand, and said in a sharp voice,

"Liu Wei is not here, he owes you money, you can go to him instead of us, we have nothing to do with him, and we have no money."

"Oh," Ginjiu Shiman nodded nonchalantly, "I didn't intend to ask you for money either. When he borrowed the money, he had already transferred the house to us, and we can only get the house back after repaying the money. If we don't own the house, it will belong to us." .I'm here to inform you now that we will move out from here within three days, and we have sold this house."

"Don't talk nonsense!" The hostess' roar shook Jinjiu Ten's eardrums, and he tilted his head to block one ear unbearably, only to hear the roar continue: "This house belongs to my mother. Damn, when did it belong to you? What right does he have to transfer the house to you? Who are you? I tell you if you behave like this again, I will call the police! Get out of my house immediately!"

After smoking the cigarette of Gin Ten, he also put his legs down from the coffee table. He threw the cigarette butt into a teacup. The scar that ran through the entire chest became more ferocious because of his curved upper body, like a long centipede perched on the chest.He looked at the old woman who had been at a loss. Her gray and thin hair showed a little scalp, her hands were clasped together, her body was bent, and her cloudy eyes looked back and forth between him and the hostess.

"Old lady," Gin Ten said, "the house belongs to your son, right?"

The hostess looked at the old lady and said impatiently: "Mom, tell the truth, why should the house be given to that prodigal?"

The old lady gave her daughter a submissive look, her little feet wearing embroidered shoes took two steps back unconsciously. Judging from the age of the bad habit of bound feet, this old lady is at least 80 years old.

"Okay, you don't need to ask such an obvious answer." Ginjiu Ten looked around the house, "Move, if you haven't moved out after three days, then I can only forcefully move for you."

"You fart! I know, Liu Wei borrowed 20 from you, and our house is worth at least 80. You are lending usury, I want to call the police! Call the police and arrest you! Don't think you can be lawless! You think this Where is it that you can be so arrogant!"

Ginjiu Ten only felt exhausted dealing with this old woman, and didn't bother to talk nonsense, stood up, picked up his coat and walked to the door, "If you want to call the police, the house has indeed been handed over to us in accordance with legal procedures, and it's a nail in the coffin. No one can save you from nailing."

"I'm warning you, little red guy," the woman said with her eyes protruding from the sockets, and she pointed her index finger at Gin Ten's nose. The local dialect and Mandarin were mixed together, and her shrill voice was like a croaking duck running in Gin Ten's ears. Come and run around, "Nong don't want this old donkey! Don't think you can bully us casually if we are not capable. If you are in a hurry, I will go to the government gate to pull a banner. At worst, I will take off my clothes and kneel in front of the city hall. When all the reporters and TV stations come to report, I don't believe I can't catch you!"

Well, this is indeed a way.Jinjiu Ten looked at the ceiling, turned his head slowly, stared at her lifelessly, he was thinking about how to make this old woman give in, fight?That's definitely not acceptable. Beating someone is against the law, and the traces of breaking the law are too obvious, so he's going to hang out again.hit?Throwing things will cause trouble to the police station, which is a bad idea.

Just as he was struggling, there was the sound of a key unlocking the door, and the middle-aged woman stepped up to lock the door, but before she had time, a boy in a school uniform with a schoolbag on his back had already entered the door.

The boy looked at the three adults at the door in confusion, the woman hurriedly pushed him out of the door, but Ginjiu Ten was one step ahead of her, grabbed the boy's hair over her head, and pulled him inside.

"What are you doing? Let him go, let him go! If you dare to touch my son, I will fight you hard!"

The women's palms slapped Jin Jiushi's bare back in an endless stream, but they didn't stop his pace at all. There were gradually a few fingernail marks on his body, and the old lady who had been silent all this time also reached out to stop him. Mouth humming something.

Gin Ten knocked the little boy to the ground, the soles of his shoes stepped on his neck, and then he received a slap on the face, but because he was too tall, the slap couldn't completely cover his face. his face.

But this was enough to make Gin Ten stare at her viciously, the woman showed no sign of weakness, her fluffy curly hair was in a mess on top of her head, and while she was staring at Gin Ten, the sound in her throat was strong enough to penetrate the roof. screamed, almost spraying saliva on Gin Ten's chest, and looking around for something to increase his chances of winning when fighting him desperately, but his whole face was flushed, and he was trembling, because Gin Ten had stepped on him. His son was dying.

Gin Ten looked at her fiercely for a while, and waited for her to stop shouting before saying:

"Your son is from No. [-] Middle School?" He didn't need her answer, and said to himself, "Move out within three days, or I will find someone to clean up your son."

After he finished speaking, he bent down to grab the boy's schoolbag as if thinking of something, and took out the textbook to see the name on it, "Liu Yi, I remember. If you go to the police or go to the government to make trouble, I will chop you up." One of my son's hands. I'm not afraid of going to jail, but your son..." He raised the corner of his mouth and let out a cold snort, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "You choose the house and your son's future yourself."

He withdrew his feet, and the old lady looked at him pleadingly on the way to the door. She stretched out her hand in the void and wanted to stop him but she didn't dare. Tears were trapped in wrinkles and covered her entire face.

Jinjiu kept his eyes fixed, and when he got downstairs, he heard the cry from above, "I'll tell you not to feel sorry for that prodigal son! What will we do if we lose the house? Let's all die together, let's not live anymore... "

He started the car, and the air-conditioning blowing against his face was a breath of fresh air in the scorching summer, and Jinjiu Ten smoked another cigarette. He remembered a Korean movie where the male lead asked people to buy an insurance policy before lending usury , If it is not up to the due date, just chop off a hand, or knock off his leg, and then exchange for the insurance money to offset the account.

It's a lightweight method, and he feels they should learn it.

The sun was scorching, it was only one o'clock, and his day's work had just begun.

He came to a small hotel again, went up to the second floor and knocked on the door.The curtains were drawn in the room in broad daylight, and the light bulbs with low wattage illuminated the sweaty people at the foot of the bed like ghosts.

"Brother Jin," the younger brother at the door closed the door.

Gin Ten slapped his nose, and there was a choking smell in the room. He walked up to the man and knelt down, "Is he the one who tricked the second child?"

The root pillar standing next to him nodded, "It's him."

"Fuck," Gin Wine Ten looked at the man and sneered disdainfully, "I thought it was a fucking character, and the co-author was also a pig and two brothers. Where's the girl?"

Gen Zhu pouts towards the bathroom, "I guess I've had a lot of drug addiction, I'm dead, my body is still hot!"

When he was working at Gin Wine Ten, there were only two types of people in the world for him: disabled people and capable people.

A useless person is a person who needs to be abolished.

Capable people are people who can still be used.

Jinjiu Ten stood up, and said to the two younger brothers behind him, "Put that girl on the bed, if you don't do it, let them have a sex fight, and if you do it, you will kill her immediately."

"Do you still have a fucking habit of watching raped corpses?" Gen Zhu grinned wickedly.

"You know what a fart," Gin Wine Ten kicked him, and when someone threw the woman on the bed, he picked up the man at the foot of the bed and threw it on the woman, kicking that fat ass, "Hurry up Do it, let you have a good time before you die."

When the man touched the woman's body, he realized that he was going to die. He turned his head and stared blankly at the people in the room, and finally set his gaze on Jinjiu Ten, "Can't we give you a way out?"

Jinjiu Ten said contemptuously with a cigarette in his mouth, "What do you think?"

The man didn't speak, turned his head, stared at the dead woman on the bed for a while, and then stretched the woman's legs to dry.At the end of the work, as soon as his body trembled, someone pinched his neck.

Gin Ten plunged the needle into the man's aorta, pushed the liquid in the syringe to the head at a constant speed, pulled out the needle and threw it on the bedside table.

The man's fat body twitched for a while, and then he lay on top of the woman and did not move.

"Clean it up, don't leave any traces." After ordering Jinjiu Ten, he walked out of the hotel with Gen Zhu.

The two looked calm as if they had killed a bug, which was insignificant and irrelevant.

Gen Zhu stood on the side of the street and looked into the distance and sighed leisurely: "Tell me, if we don't sell drugs, there won't be so many useless people?"

Gin Ten squatted under the tree trunk, the smoke from the jet mixed with the car exhaust and covered his face. His expression was numb and old-fashioned, and it took a long time for his dark eyes to reveal a deep-rooted sense of world-weariness. "Your question is like the chicken or the egg, you idiot!"