Wu Kui suddenly fell silent, walked silently to the sofa, opened the pack of beer, took out a bottle at random, and drank it in big gulps. Some of the beer overflowed from the corners of his mouth and fell into his collar.
The small bottle of beer was gone quickly.
He threw the can hard on the ground and stepped on it. The bottle flattened instantly. He picked up the can with both hands and threw it into the corner behind the kitchen, where there were already about six or seven cans and plastic bottles accumulated.
After Brother Yuan flicked his head hard, he threw the cooked food on the table, walked into the kitchen, bent down, and took out a plastic bag wrapped in several layers of red bags from the small refrigerator that was only calf-high. Then, a pair of furry hands lowered the curtain.
Feng Tao put his arm around Wu Kui and pulled him to sit on the sofa. "Alright, alright, tell me what happened. I'll make sure you get it sorted. Angry kids don't grow tall. Your brother Yuan made you a pig's trotter yesterday to help you recover."
He didn't say anything, listening to the sound of chopping bones in the kitchen, his mind lost in Feng Ge's nagging and the whirring of the pressure cooker. He watched as a cloud of mist swept through the curtains and landed heavily on the table. The familiar, pure smell caressed his pores over and over again, and he felt completely relaxed.
The familiar voice in his ears gradually made him let down his guard. He unconsciously picked up the chopsticks and picked up the meat in the stainless steel basin. The meat had a slightly caramelized skin and distinct layers, trembling at the tip of the chopsticks.
With a dreamy urging, he slowly put it into his mouth. A greasy taste and sweetness instantly melted on the tip of his tongue. A shock poured out from his heart. He seemed to be drunk and ate a lot of meat again.
The wire in the light bulb lit up, and in the darkness, an "M" glittered into his eyes. His face was distorted, and his facial features were reflected in the light, flickering, flowing everywhere like a flood.
The M-shaped light flickered until everyone fell to the ground, their faces flushed and every pore smelling of alcohol. Brother Yuan also started to snore loudly, the sound was really lingering and endless.
Feng Tao pressed on Wu Kui, murmuring, "Drink, drink, drink." Everything was so familiar, yet so special.
He pushed Feng Tao away, who was pressing on him. After touching his face, he staggered to his feet and rushed to the kitchen. He turned on the faucet, and the water flowed with a loud noise.
He tucked his head underneath, opened his eyes wide, and let the water splash on his face. His eyes were red with stimulation, like a bull in the bullring that had been given stimulants.
He floated to the chopping board like a ghost and picked up the knife. There were some greasy pork bone scraps on the board, which reflected the faint light.
Feng Tao seemed to be possessed by a demon, waving a kitchen knife in both hands.
At this time, Brother Yuan, who was half lying on the sofa, rubbed his eyes and stood up. The moment he spoke, the smell of alcohol instantly filled the air. "Taotao, are you hungry? I'm in the kitchen. Brother, how about I bring you something to eat?"
"No need!" Feng Tao immediately rushed towards him, holding the kitchen knife high in his hand.
All I could hear was the sound of the kitchen knife biting into bones and flesh, and the words coming from the abyss.
"You guys haunt me every day! If I could kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time."
"Heh, you're still pestering me, bah, I won't let you go even if I die."
"Is this meat delicious? First think about whose meat you were eating in the first place!"
At this time, a plate of pig heads that had been served on the table at some point had turned into a human head. On the face that was gnawed into a mess, there was still an intact eyeball.
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"Points!" Ning Que stretched out his hand to the old man.
The old man muttered, "Just showing me this stuff, I might as well go to the theater. Those men and women are so interesting." He took out a mobile phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times. "I'm transferring it to you."
Ning Que looked at the balance and smiled, "Uncle, is there anything else you want to see? As long as the money is in place, I can help you with anything in minutes."
"Oh, no need. Just let me send those two people to the mental hospital. Don't worry about anything else."
When Ning Que returned to her dream, two little monsters with the faces of two grown men rushed towards her, hugged her legs and cried.
"Ah, what are you doing? You just take it when others look at you!" Ning Que picked up the broken arms and legs on the ground and put them back. "I'm telling you, if you meet someone like that, just fight them back. If someone tries to trick you, you just bleed a little and scare them away, right?"
After Ning Que lectured them for a while, he took out the remaining part of the blackhead from the refrigerator, and took the head on the table with him. Finally, he carried the unconscious Wu Kui and disappeared from the room, leaving only pots and pans flying in the air and the two faceless monsters still standing there in a daze.
With a thud, Heitou woke up suddenly, feeling a chill running through his body. His joints ached in waves, but his right leg was burning with pain, and he could even smell the scent of chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic.
In another room, Wu Kui kicked the table in front of him to the ground, making a loud bang.
Heitou rushed over after hearing the sound, put one hand on the door, and asked breathlessly, "Brother Kui, you!"
Wu Kui's eyes were red, his hands were moving up and down, and he was mumbling something, "I, I, I. What am I doing! I want to leave, I want to leave here!"
It was then that he seemed to notice Heitou in front of him. He was very excited and said, "Heitou, let's go. Let's pack up our things and leave."
Before he could finish his words, he denied himself again, "No, it's too late, just take the money, we don't take anything else."
Wu Kui was incredibly confident in his intuition; after all, it was his intuition that had gotten him to this point. Once, he felt a sudden surge of panic and headaches, so he immediately told the team leader to switch to a different IP address, drop the order, and transfer it to another team.
It was a very dangerous day, but the next day I saw the news that a small fraud den had been busted, and the police were jubilant, with lights and banners hanging. It was because of this special function that Wu Kui was able to evade legal sanctions.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. They looked at each other, neither of them dared to move. They let the door knock for a long time until they heard the footsteps gradually fade away.
In front of Heitou, Wu Kui pulled out a wad of bills from the back of his wardrobe, took out his backpack and stuffed money into it desperately, "Heitou, please pay attention to the door. By the way, bring your bag here as well. You can take the rest of the money away."
Heitou glanced at the money, then at the door that was no longer shaking, and swallowed nervously, "Okay!"
"Can you take me one?" Suddenly a woman they didn't know appeared outside their window and greeted them with a smile.
Wu Kui thought, this is a 6-story building, how did she get up there?
Ning Que sat up there, dragging out the battle with them through a glass window. "These Mao Zedong portraits are so bright red, so adorable. Can you give me some?"
At this time, a little ghost next to her was trembling and holding Ning Que's waist, reporting to her. Others could not see it, but they would see a woman talking to the air around her.
"Wu Kui, do you remember that you swindled a pregnant woman out of her money? Then she cried and cried, and the little angel in her belly was washed away by the water. Do you remember?"
The weather is pretty good today, and the sun is shining brightly outside, but there are not many leaves on the trees. There are still a few little sparrows jumping around on the branches, determined to get the last few leaves down.
Wu Kui's head hurt more and more, as if a needle was pricking it. He moved faster and faster, and pieces of bright red paper scattered in every corner of the room, looking very extravagant.
Ning Que was still outside, making full use of her chatterbox. "Yeah, wouldn't you be scared when you sleep? You've lied to so many people. If they all cry and come looking for you in your dreams, wouldn't you wake up in shock?"
Wu Kui's words lingered in his mind, and he became furious. "You little bitch, you keep talking nonsense. You're the only one who has a mouth, aren't you?" He opened the window with a snap and wanted to push her out.
After he saw a piece of red clothes falling down, the piercing pain in his head eased a little. He was about to leave, but he found that the door outside was broken open and a group of policemen came in with guns raised.
Ning Que used Honghong to pull from time to time, and finally felt relieved when he saw the police car parked on the street. When he turned his head, he found an old lady standing there in a daze, holding a spray bottle and rubbing her eyes with her other hand.
Ning Que said sorry softly and quickly disappeared from the block.
"Ah! Don't stick to me! Go play by yourself!" Ning Que pulled down the balls that were clinging to his legs, then put the wooden blocks into a small box and put them aside.
"Sister Li, have all these wishes been fulfilled?" Ning Que asked while pretending.
Li Mei next to him continued, "That's right. After helping others, our bodies have become much stronger. Now I can even walk around the playground."
"By the way, sister, your son's ID card has been approved."
As the sun sets, a group of people sit on the ground, next to them are tall glass bottles. The red ropes on them add a bit of warmth to the glass bottles, making them look particularly beautiful in the autumn.
Dandan's eyes suddenly became sharp, but after being called by an aunt, he returned to his ignorant and well-behaved look and stumbled towards them.
"Hey, is anyone there?" Ning Que seemed to suddenly hear the voice of a courier in the distance at the door, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Later, when Brother Mo entered the room, he brought in a palm-sized express package. When he opened it, it was a paper package with a note on it that read, "Please write to the one who is destined to receive it - Ning Que."
Ning Que looked at the note with even greater confusion, muttering, "What the hell is this? Did you give it to yourself first? Why don't I have any impression of it?"
After opening it, it turned out to be a piece of jade with a warm texture. The green inside was like flowing seaweed, lifelike. The shape should be a fox, and the two blood-red spots on the jade looked like two eyes.
Sister Li looked at it and said, "Then tell me first. After all, it's for you. Then you can take a closer look and see who sent it. Tomorrow I'll ask your brother to go to the express station and ask if they can trace the sender."
"Okay." Ning Que stuffed the jade into his pocket. "Sister, what are you cooking for dinner tonight?"
At night, only the wind was whistling outside. The room was very quiet and no sound could be heard, but Ning Que did not sleep well at all.
A thick and lingering air was suppressing her and making it hard for her to breathe.
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