[Korean entertainment] The girl raised by a tiger

None of them picked up the number, and they won't pick up until the matter is really over.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger, and the snowflakes were falling from the sky one after another, like a dazzling white waterfall.The trees that have lost all their leaves are covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars.

Kim Jong Kook picked up the backpack on the chair and walked out of the room.At the entrance of the hotel, Ms. Green, wearing a brown coat, was flipping through today's newspaper. When she heard the movement, she raised her head. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her silver hair, and she looked radiant: "Sir, are you going out?"

Jin Zhongguo nodded with a smile. Ms. Green is the proprietress of this hotel. She always likes to read the newspaper of the day at sunset, and greets every passenger who comes in and out with a smile.

Ms. Green blinked with a smile, lamenting the nightlife of young people, thinking of her young self, with a hint of naughtiness in her eyes: "I wish you a pleasant night."

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Winter nights always come very early, and only seven o'clock is about the same as ten o'clock in summer.Kim Jong Kook walked out of a small restaurant by the side of the road, missing Korea even more in his heart.Although there are also restaurants opened by Koreans here, I don’t know if it’s because of going abroad, but I always feel that it’s a little worse than what I eat in my own country.

On both sides of the street, evergreen pine and cypress trees in winter and summer are piled with fluffy and heavy snowballs.Because the snowball was too big, the leaf could not bear its weight and fell.It happened to fall into Kim Jong Kook's neck under the tree.He shivered from the cold, gathered the scarf around his neck, turned left into the alley, and quickened his pace back to the hotel.

The doors in the alleys were closed, and the streets were deserted.The pale moonlight shone on the ground, the shadows of the trees swayed, and occasionally one or two dogs barked.In the depths of the alley, a black man who was perfectly integrated with the night was lazily leaning against the wall. He has been with the night for a long time, even if there is no light, he still can't block his sight.

When he saw a thin figure turning in, he let go of the index and middle fingers of his left hand, and the cigarette sandwiched between the two fingers fell to his feet. He stepped on the sporadic fire with his right foot and pressed it hard a few times.Taking advantage of the cover of the night, he quickly walked towards that person.

The draft in the alley was like ice skates, and it hurt my face.Kim Jong Kook tore off his gloves and put them in his bag, covering half of his face with a scarf.

The black man who had been watching him secretly, suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his neck with his left elbow and pulled him back. The knife he took out from nowhere in his right hand pointed at his waist, with a deep and hoarse voice. It sounded in my ears: "Nomove, takeyourcashout! yon..."

The other party's babbling foreign language made Jin Zhongguo in a fog, but he could still understand the other party's intentions in such a scene and such actions.I keep all my money in my backpack and carry it with me wherever I go, but I never thought that I would become the target of others today.

"Ye, Ye," Kim Jong Kook nodded in agreement and raised his hand.He made a movement of taking the bag, saw that the other party did not move, took off one shoulder strap, then took off the other side, and handed it to the person behind him in a gesture of surrender.

Satisfied with the cooperation of the 'prey' today, the big black man smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the bag, but unexpectedly, the 'prey' flicked his wrist, and put the bag around the black man's neck.The black man punched him in the stomach angrily.

"Ah," Jin Zhongguo bent down in pain, and pulled down the schoolbag tightly held in his hand, and at the same time bent his right leg and kicked the black man hard in the stomach.The black man was also furious from the pain, grabbed his schoolbag with his left hand to save his neck that was about to suffocate, and swung his fist at Kim Jong Kook's face with his right hand.

Kim Jong Kook could clearly feel the loosening of his teeth, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.The hand holding the schoolbag did not let go, but held the schoolbag several times as hard as before.The black man took out the knife that he put away just now because he was happy with the cooperation of the 'prey', and stabbed at Jin Zhongguo's eyes with the handle tightly.

Kim Jong Kook reacted quickly and turned his head to avoid it. His left hand, which was gripping the schoolbag tightly, also let go of the blade, and his right hand grabbed the black man's wrist, trying to break the blade apart.A strong fishy smell wafted from the palm, and the red blood stained the blade red, overflowing from between the fingers.

Neither of the two players who were playing games with each other was willing to stop first, and it was the first time that the black man who wanted to ask for money had used a real knife on him.Usually when he robs, as long as the knife is lit, the 'prey' will take the initiative to hand over the money on their bodies. This is the first time he has met someone who dares to confront him like this.Thinking of the punches he had received just now, the black man pulled back the knife forcefully, and the hand that was already in his hand was even more injured by this pull.

Just when the black man was about to take advantage of Jin Zhongguo's exhaustion and was about to use the knife again, the sudden sound of the siren frightened the black man, and he grabbed the backpack that fell to the ground and ran towards the dark place.But he didn't want Kim Jong Kook to hold one side of the schoolbag without giving up.

"Fuckyou!" The black man kicked him twice again, and Kim Jong Kook fell to the ground all of a sudden, his sliding hand happened to touch the zipper, and the contents fell all over the floor.With fire in his eyes, the black man quickly picked up his wallet and was about to run deep into the alley again.He glanced at Kim Jong Kook who was lying on the ground, then kicked his feet twice, and then disappeared into the depths of the alley after venting his anger.

Chapter 16

"Darling," Mrs. Joseph, who had just finished watching the movie and was about to take a detour home, held her husband's hand tightly, and the little bird snuggled into Mr. Joseph's arms: "It's really dark here, I... oops."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Joseph staggered and rushed forward. If Mr. Joseph hadn't held her immediately, she might have fallen to the ground: "Honey, are you alright?"

"Oh, I really want to kick something." Mrs. Joseph opened her handbag and rummaged through it.After a while, he took out a pocket-sized flashlight from inside, pressed the switch, pointed it at the ground, and there was a man lying on his stomach in front of them, "Ah, this... this..." Mrs. Joseph let go of her hand in fright, and the flashlight fell on the ground. on the ground.

Mr. Joseph patted her on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, honey, I'll go and have a look."

"Wait a minute, or should we call the police?" Mrs. Joseph shook his hand anxiously.

"It's okay, I'll take a look first before I talk." Mr. Joseph squatted on the ground, picked up the flashlight that fell aside, and carefully patted the man's husband with one hand: "Hello, Sir? Hey...hey..."

Just when Joseph was about to give up, the people on the ground finally moved, coughing hurriedly with bloodshot voices.

"Sir, are you okay?" Mr. Joseph handed the flashlight back to his wife and helped him up.

Mrs. Joseph pointed the flashlight at him, and her scarred face made her exclaim: "God, sir, what happened to you? Do we need to call the police?"

The small halo of the flashlight gathered on Kim Jong Kook's face, the glaring light made him squint his eyes, he raised his hand to cover the light, and when he heard the English word 'police', he quickly waved his hand: "No need Thank you." If not necessary, he didn't want to alert the police and cause trouble for himself and brother Zhengnan.

"But, sir, are you seriously injured?" Mr. Joseph continued to persuade, it must have been robbed in this way.I heard that this road is often robbed. If Alice didn't want to take a small road to go home today, he would not take this road.

"Sir, can I borrow your flashlight?" Jin Zhongguo finally made Mr. Joseph understand what he meant by using blunt spoken language, body language, and gestures, and readily lent him the flashlight.

"Thank you." Kim Jong Kook bowed to thank him.Squat down and look for it on the ground.

The Joseph couple watched his movements curiously: "Sir, what are you looking for, do you need our help?" After speaking, the two squatted down and tied him up to search.

After a while, Mr. Joseph shook a backpack twice: "Hey, sir, is this yours?"

"Oh, thank you." Kim Jong Kook took the bag and rummaged through it.Empty backpack, nothing.Even the gift bag that Gospel gave me that I carefully placed in the interlayer was gone.

Jin Zhongguo's face turned pale, and he squatted on the ground again and carefully searched for it.But I couldn't help thinking wildly in my heart, maybe it was taken away by that person.After being kicked, I passed out, and I didn't even know what happened after I fainted.He didn't care about the money, he just hoped that the gift bag would not be taken away.

Half an hour later, Kim Jong Kook finally found the gift bag that was torn open and covered in mud in the corner. Except for the incomplete card, there was nothing else in it.After staying in a daze for a while, after thanking Joseph and his wife again and again, they walked towards the hotel with a limping.

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When Kim Jong Kook returned to the hotel, Kim Jong Nam was already lying on the bed watching TV, and when he heard the movement, he looked back and said, "Ah, what's going on with you?"

Kim Jong Kook walked over dejectedly, lying on the bed listlessly, covering his face with his hands without saying a word.

"What's the matter with you?" Kim Jong-nan came over and pulled his hand covering his face, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him: "What did you do just now, did you fight?"

Kim Jong Kook broke free from the tight restraints on Kim Jong Nam, and lay on his side on the bed, curled up into a ball.Now he doesn't want to say anything, and he doesn't want to say anything, his restless mood is like the eve of a volcanic eruption.

Kim Jong Nam waited for a long time, but he couldn't ask why, so he turned off the TV and