"Mouse." Yuan Shao also said, "I don't recommend you go either. Since we have decided to be bad guys, we must be bad all the way and never soften our hearts. Besides, we didn't do anything to the child. We even took the child to the playground. This is already enough. There is no need to feel uneasy or guilty."
I didn't say anything. I leaned against the phone booth, closed my eyes, and my mind was filled with Chen Xiaohang's cute face. He said, "Brother, I think you are a good person, so I followed you out." This is a child's trust in me; the heart-wrenching cry of the woman on the phone is the desperate wail of a mother; the bitter pleading of the man on the phone is the dignity that a father has given up. And all of this was caused by me, a wicked person.
My heart ached. I didn’t know if I could be a bad person in the future, but I knew I couldn’t do it today.
"Brother Yu," I said, "I'll go. You guys go to the playground first and watch over the child. If I'm really unlucky and go to that family's house, I'll be greeted by a bunch of police. You guys just release the child right away, and I won't betray you. If they really want to cooperate sincerely, I'll call you and send the child over."
Yuan Shao sighed, turned around, and looked at the vehicles passing by on the road; Zhang Beichen shook his head and closed his eyes; Meng Liang looked up at the sky, and was very interested in a few sparrows perched on the power lines. Brother Yu patted my shoulder and said, "In a gang, the judgment of the white paper fan is particularly important, and sometimes it can determine the life and death of a gang. Since I regard you as my white paper fan, I will definitely believe in your judgment. Go ahead, I'll wait for your call."
"Brother Yu, thank you for your trust." I breathed a sigh of relief, my heart filled with emotion.
Brother Yu punched me in the chest and said, "I've told you so many times, we don't need to say thank you to each other!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Although Yuan Shao had his back to us, he still said, "If you say thank you to this guy, he will bite you like a mad dog." Yu Chengfei kicked him in the ass without any hesitation: "Who the hell are you scolding, you have no respect for your elders?"
Yuan Shao covered his buttocks and laughed, as if being kicked by Yu Chengfei was a particularly glorious thing. Zhang Beichen watched this scene and took out a cigarette from his pocket. Before he could light it, Yu Chengfei and Yuan Shao rushed over to grab it.
"You don't have any!" Zhang Beichen yelled. Seeing this, Meng Liang quietly moved the cigarettes from his buttocks pocket to his underwear pocket. Unfortunately, he was a little slow, and Yu Chengfei, Yuan Shao, and Zhang Beichen all pushed him to the ground and snatched away his only half pack of cigarettes.
"I don't want to live anymore!" Meng Liang wailed, "Every day you just steal my cigarettes!"
This group of people were just like a bunch of kids, rolling around on the ground. Who could have thought that after a long time, they would grow into one of the most powerful forces in the city? Who could have thought that after a long time, this group of people who created countless legends would die, get injured, flee, or retreat... But their spirit has never disappeared.
God gave them glory like kings, but also trampled them under his feet mercilessly.
Is fate determined at a certain moment?
I called Zhang Xueying's home again and told the man that I would be there in a while. The man thanked me profusely and repeatedly promised that he would never call the police and would prepare the money from his family for me. The van took me back to Zhang Xueying's community. Yu Chengfei was not in a hurry to let me get off. Instead, he let the van go around the community twice. After confirming that there was no suspicious situation, he stopped a few hundred meters away from Zhang Xueying's home.
I admire Yu Chengfei's meticulousness and feel that I still have a lot to learn. After getting off the car, I slowly walked towards Zhang Xueying's house, pretending to be careless while carefully observing the movements in the community. Everything was calm and harmonious, the uncle walking his dog, the loving couple, the aunt chatting... There was no abnormality at all.
But who knows? Maybe after I knocked on Zhang Xueying's door, I would be knocked to the ground by a group of policemen with real guns.
I am gambling, gambling on my ability to judge people, gambling on my understanding of human nature.
This bet is so dangerous that it could send me to jail again.
Bad Youth
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