Reservoir Dogs

He knew that Liu Zekai was a jerk, but he thought it was a jerk limited to the relationship between men and women.

Probably his sister is the same, knowing that he drinks and plays with women, and hangs out with some dubious people in nightclubs all day long; but they never thought that one day Liu Zekai would get involved in gambling and even borrow money from usury.

After the group of people left, Fu Jingsan's face was ashen, and he picked up the debris on the ground with a broom without saying a word; the same was true for her sister, who came out of the small cubicle after hearing the footsteps fading away, and squatted on the ground to pick up the big pieces first. Rubbish.None of them could comment on this incident—it was too unbelievable and too sudden.

A few hours ago, it was warm and happy here; now, a few hours later, the doors and windows have been closed tightly, and there is still a bone-piercing chill.

They cleaned up for a long time, but they still couldn't clean up all the broken things; finally, it was my sister who spoke first.

She said, "I'm sorry, San'er, it's my sister who is wrong."

With a strong nasal voice, she was holding back her tears.His sister will never compromise in the face of any hardship, fatigue, hunger and cold. That kind of strength has always been equated with greatness in Fu Jingsan's heart; Because a few sweet words are delivered with sincerity.

Occasionally, Fu Jingsan really wanted to get angry at her and ask her what she was planning; but every now and then he would subconsciously hold back, turning into a distress that strangled his throat.

"It's my sister's fault..." She repeated it in a murmur, and suddenly pulled herself together and said, "I understand what he looks like now, and I won't be with him anymore!"

It was a bit late to say this, but it finally came.

"...I have already greeted the pier. In the past two days, you can either find someone to help deliver it, or tell the person in charge of the venue that I will deliver it in the morning."

"How is it possible in the morning? The night market is open until four or five o'clock. Who will come to collect the goods early in the morning..." Seeing that Fu Jingsan was about to leave after speaking, Zhang Qiankun hurriedly stopped him in front of his motorcycle, "Don't be kidding, we If this kind of small business fails to deliver the goods on time, they will change people decisively..."

"That afternoon."

"You just want to watch your sister go to and from get off work?" Zhang Qiankun said, "It's not necessary, call the police for this kind of thing, and the police will be done."

Fu Jingsan glanced at her phone, it was half an hour before her sister got off work.

He clicked his lips a little irritably: "Call the police and then, let them send a police officer to guard my sister 24 hours a day, do you think it is possible?"

"...Then it's not a problem for you to guard," Zhang Qiankun said, "The police should go find Liu Zekai."

"...I'm going to pick up my sister from get off work. Think of a way to deliver the goods these days. If you don't get out of the way, I'll hit you."

As he spoke, he deliberately made the engine hum.Zhang Qiankun had no choice but to get out of the way, watching him fly away: "Hurry up and solve it, don't trick me, third brother!!"

In fact, Fu Jingsan's first reaction was to call the police, and he went to Lao Li on purpose.

After Lao Li eagerly asked about the context of the matter, he told Fu Jingsan that they couldn't manage this matter for the time being.

If you want to find Liu Zekai, he is not a creditor; if you want to find a loan shark, he doesn't even know the name of the person or the boss behind it.They were like hyenas hiding in the shadows, ready to jump out and bite his sister at any moment.Fu Jingsan had no choice but to use the most clumsy method, which was to pick up and drop off her sister to and from get off work and keep her company.

This method doesn't last long, and Zhang Qiankun doesn't need to tell him that he knows it; but he can't think of a better method for a while.

He rode his bicycle to the shopping mall where his sister worked in the cold winter wind. Because he was delayed by Zhang Qiankun for a while, he drove to the street behind the staff passage, and saw his sister walking out with a few colleagues.

"...It seems that the temperature will drop again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..." She was talking, and she saw her younger brother riding on the bike at a glance, "Ah, my younger brother is here to pick me up, let's go back first!"

"That's great. It used to be your boyfriend who came to pick you up, and now you have a younger brother to pick you up. First sister, you are so happy."

Fu Jingyi didn't say anything, just waved his hands helplessly with a smile, and trotted to his younger brother: "Why are you here, you don't need to be busy?"

"I'm not busy these days," Fu Jing said three times, "I'll pick you up these few days."

"Really not busy? You are worried about me." My sister said, "To be honest, I am also a little scared, but think about it, these days are day shifts, so they dare not do anything..."

"I'm really not busy, I just came to pick you up by the way." Fu Jingsan urged to avoid this topic, and by the way, when her sister got into the car, she looked around calmly - there was no suspicious figure.

For a few brief minutes, he felt that maybe he was taking the matter too seriously, even though they smashed the Fu's house in a bad way the night before, they still didn't hurt anyone.But when he took his sister home by bike, he knew that his thoughts were too naive.

They walked upstairs talking and laughing, and the voice-activated lights on the promenade turned on. When they arrived at the door, my sister was still saying, "Let's go out to have a meal next time." trembling.

——The door, and even the walls on both sides, were written in red paint with a huge "debt repayment".

Before the paint dries out, there are creepy lines dripping down. This kind of picture even makes Fu Jingsan feel chills on his back.

This is their purpose, they may show up at any time to hurt him and his sister, and constantly and constantly put pressure on them so that they can choose to confess Liu Zekai's location when they can't stand the mental pressure.Or pay back.

Fu Jingsan had to stand in front of the door in the middle of the night scraping off the red paint, listening to her sister crying in the room, wondering whether it was because she was sad that Liu Zekai did such a thing, or because she was afraid.

Not long after he and his sister fell asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and the siblings got up in a panic. Fu Jingsan even went to the kitchen and took a knife and pointed it at the door, ready to deal with those debt collectors.But soon the smashing of the door stopped, and the people outside also left in a hurry.

After he sent his sister to work the next day, he immediately asked Lao Li what to do about it; however, the location of their house seemed to be abandoned by the whole city, not only the appearance was dilapidated, but even the nearest surveillance It is more than 1000 meters from that building.Although the case was filed, there was no solution at all.

Someone kept calling his sister, either asking about Liu Zekai's whereabouts or when she would pay back the money.

These and those, there are new tricks appearing constantly, what Fu Jingsan can think of, and what he can't think of, will emerge endlessly in the next two or three days.

He didn't get a good night's sleep, and neither did his sister.

When a new group of people came to "chat" about this matter, Fu Jingsan finally gritted his teeth and compromised: "...we will pay back the money, don't harass us anymore!"

"Sir, we don't have so much money..." "I have money, don't worry, sister." Fu Jing said to the group, "Give me some time..."

"Well, I'll come back to get the money after three days." The debtor said, "If you don't have any money, you will know the consequences yourself. Our boss's patience has reached its limit..."

He comforted his sister for a while before convincing her that he had saved 20 yuan.

In fact, with the income that Fu Jing reported to her three times, it is very easy to save 20 in the past few years; but what his sister doesn't know is that he has already put the money into the down payment of the house... He only has one in his pocket every month. Thousands of living expenses, and the remaining **Y/Q/Z/W/5/C/O/M** are all filled in the mortgage.

The only way is to borrow money, and borrow money to make up for the basket that Liu Zekai poked, so that his sister can live in peace.

He has asked Lao Li, and he knows that even if the police can take care of this matter, they cannot put all these violent debt collectors in the detention center; It doesn't help him to wake up or shoot him.

The first thing Fu Jing thinks of is of course his good brother Zhang Qiankun, but Zhang Qiankun, a prodigal son, spends as much as he earns every month, and has nothing in his hand except the money for turnover.

Then he went to ask Ye Zi again, before he could ask for a loan, he just casually said "what are you up to now", and Ye Zi told him that she opened the newly renovated nightclub in the city center and was busy opening it recently thing.

He flipped through the address book with his mobile phone, looking at the names that were either nodding acquaintances or work contacts, his thoughts seemed to be out of control and kept urging him to call someone.

He flicked the screen and stopped abruptly when the words "Huo Yunjiang" came into view.

At this time, it was hard for him not to think of Huo Yunjiang.

That kid from a rich family who has so much money that he has nowhere to spend it, that man who can give him tens of thousands at any time without paying it back.

Fu Jingsan was so disgusted by his shameless thoughts that he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't continue to scroll down for a while.He even began to suspect that his obsession with Huo Yunjiang was because he liked him or because he was rich; in short, when he was driven to nowhere by these disasters, he could only think of Huo Yunjiang, and could hardly restrain his desire to ask for help. desire.

Will he pick up the call?

Did he change his number?

Said to borrow money, will he borrow it?

What conditions will he offer this time?

Fu Jingsan was standing in the cold wind at the end of November, standing on the promenade in front of their house, looking at the bleak moon.He was smoking, but his forehead was sweating, and his hands were still trembling slightly.Behind those unanswered questions, followed by endless regrets.

If he really wants to pursue responsibility, his life will come to the situation it is today, perhaps not only because he did not strongly object to his sister being with Liu Zekai at the beginning; his thoughts all the way back to holding his sister's hand when he was young, Looking at other children holding hot chicken rolls in the air.

If you really want to pursue...

It would have been nice if it hadn't been born.

A few minutes later, he twisted half of the cigarette pestle on the wall with his backhand and threw it away. He slid his thumb down and finally reached the end of the address book.

"Boss Zhou, it's me, Fu Jingsan, the one who delivered the wine, with Zhang Qiankun..." He said in a low voice, "I want to treat you to a meal, **Y/Q/Z/W/5/ C/O/M** chat about something."

The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely noisy, as if it was in a nightclub.

Boss Zhou yelled and said, "What's the matter? You won't eat after dinner... Then what, I'm in my place, if you have something to say, come over and have a drink?"