fierce god

The Old People's Square is a relatively high-end private salon in U City, which specializes in hosting some banquets and celebrity parties. Today, there is a small dinner for the anniversary of a certain magazine. Li Yinglan has appeared on the inside pages of their advertisements several times, so after being It is not too abrupt in the ranks of invitations.

The seats at the dinner party were not too big or too small, and the director and screenwriter of "Asgard" were already relatively high-ranking among them, so Wan He really waited for a while before the little stars who surrounded them dispersed, and then Step forward together with Li Yinglan.

We are all smart people, so I don't need to elaborate on why they came here. Li Yinglan wanted to break through herself, and the other party also wanted to be friends with them, but it was just a male number three, and it was not for anyone, so they hit it off and talked very happily.

During this period, Li Yinglan's phone rang, and he picked it up while he was in the bathroom. The caller was Wang Yihuan.

Miss Wang asked him where he was now and wanted to find him for dinner.

Based on previous lessons learned, Li Yinglan only said that she had a job, but didn't tell her the specific address. Regardless of Wang Yihuan repeatedly urging him not to drink on the phone, she hung up the phone directly.When he came out, he saw that a friend had joined in the small area where he was just now, and Wan He had gone somewhere.

Director Zhao hurriedly introduced them with a smile: "Mr. Li, this is Mr. Bai. I don't know if you recognize him or not. Yubai Century is also one of the investors of our drama."

Li Yinglan looked at Bai Hui who appeared, and nodded to him faintly. Bai Hui is only the youngest son of the Bai family, two years older than Yinglan, and still in college. It's good for him, that is, for the Bai family.

Bai Hui smiled happily: "Of course we know each other, Yinglan. I didn't expect to meet here too. It's really fate."

Seeing this, Director Zhao and Editor-in-Chief greeted everyone warmly, and asked people to bring two more bottles of wine, as if they wanted to communicate and exchange feelings.

Bai Hui courteously poured a glass and handed it to Li Yinglan.

Li Yinglan looked at the crystal clear liquid in the cup, paused, and took it...

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After dinner, Liu Xile took a shower and saw Gao Kun walking out in neat clothes, and asked strangely, "Brother, where are you going?"

Gao Kun said: "The light bulb in the house is broken, I'll go buy one."

Liu Xile bluffed: "It's broken again? This broken circuit can destroy two people in a month, so I should ask the foreman to reimburse me for this money."

Gao Kun shook his head: "It's okay, just a few light bulbs."

Liu Xile chased after him: "Then you put it here, I'll buy it."

Gao Kun didn't stop on his feet, and he left the person behind in a few steps: "No, I have to go shopping."

Liu Xile looked at Gao Kun's back quickly leaving, and clicked his tongue proudly: "I must have gone to the bookstore again. I have never seen a migrant worker who is more educated than my brother..."

Gao Kun's mobile phone is still an old-fashioned non-smart phone. Fortunately, he doesn't need too many functions, as long as he can send and receive text messages and make calls.

At this moment, he was squatting in a dark alley on Sixth Street, District Z, with a dilapidated five-story old-fashioned small apartment behind him. Gao Kun stared at the beating second hand on the screen, and played with the lighter in his hand.

He has not smoked for two years. At the beginning, he was the most addicted to smoking when it was the most difficult time. He could beat people to death for a short piece of cigarette butt. Later, when the environment was more relaxed and comfortable, he quit all these things and drank alcohol. At the same time, no matter how much others try to persuade him, he is like a dead old man who has been terminally ill and has undergone chemotherapy. He just wants to live simply, for as long as he can.However, some habits have been formed and cannot be changed. As long as you are free, you still like to play a few games, and it is good to have some comfort.

The clock jumped to ten o'clock in the evening, and there were soft footsteps in the corridor, but Gao Kun turned his eyes away and concentrated on studying the building not far away.

City U has been developing faster and faster in recent years, and the high-rise buildings are full of bright lights. Compared with when Gao Kun first arrived here, there have been earth-shaking changes. However, no matter how glamorous a city is, it is always changing. It seems to be here, and it seems to be myself...

But across the road, there is a retro and exquisite bungalow at the other end, and this is an old dilapidated building.

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"Crack," Gao Kun closed the lighter, put the two light bulbs on the ground into his pocket, and slowly stood up.

As soon as he moved, the sound of approaching footsteps inside also stopped, and the next moment he suddenly started running as if he had noticed something, but he was heading in a completely different direction.

In the darkness, one could see that the person who came was short in stature, but his movements were fast, and he slid across the corridor with a sharp sound, almost like a weasel.

But his movements are fast, but Gao Kun is faster than him. The man who was just leisurely and idle suddenly rushed out like an arrow off the string, directly stepped over the three steps in front of him, and stepped on it again. The broken boxes that had been piled up on the ground flew behind the man.

Sensing that Gao Kun was approaching the opponent, he immediately reacted. He first picked up a wooden stick and threw it at Gao Kun. After being avoided decisively, he pulled the iron gate to block it. The narrow and dilapidated place provided a good place for him to hide. The only condition was that no matter how he obstructed them, they couldn't get rid of Gao Kun's pursuit. The two ran along the winding alleys until they finally entered a dead end, and the man finally stopped.

Looking from the front, this is a stout man with a crew cut. He panted and begged Gao Kun for mercy: "I, I really have no money..."

Gao Kun didn't speak, just looked at him with a very calm expression on his face.

The other party said again: "Brother, let's talk about a condition, let's see if it works. I can't afford big money for the time being, but small money..."

Gao Kun met that rather sincere face, and his hands that were stuck into his clothes, paused as if he was heartbroken, and asked, "What conditions?"

The burly man smiled, and looked behind Gao Kun: "The condition is that you go by yourself, or... only I will see you off."

Gao Kun heard the clicking sound, and saw the man pull out an electric shock baton as long as an arm from his arms. He turned his head again, and at some point behind him there were five or six people holding an electric shock baton. All kinds of people who control tools are slowly approaching here...

Ten minutes later, Gao Kun's cell phone rang.

No one heard.

Another 5 minutes later, it rang again.

Still no one answered.

After another 5 minutes, the ringing was very persistent and firm until a hand pressed the call button.

A voice of inquiry came from the other end immediately: "Akun, what's the matter? Do you want to help?"

"Where are you?" Gao Kun asked back.

The person on the phone said: "At the entrance of the alley, the license plate is UA0010."

Gao Kun said "hmm", "Wait."

After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and glanced at the people lying at his feet. There were three people in total, stumbling around, and the rest ran away, and the guys spilled all over the floor, but it didn't matter, as long as the one he wanted was there.

Gao Kun pulled out the strong and sturdy one from the crowd, and carefully distinguished his slightly blood-stained face. After confirming that there was no mistake, he dragged one of his feet outside. Hearing the muffled sound of thumping, he looked back and saw that it was the other person's head knocking on the road. After thinking about it, Gao Kun threw his leg away, walked around to the man's head, and grabbed his hair. Drag it up again.

The alley is not far away, and it takes two or three minutes to arrive. In the silent night, there is indeed an SUV parked there.Gao Kun stepped forward, the car door opened, and several tall young men jumped out from inside.

The leader was a man with scars on his eyebrows, and when he saw the person Gao Kun was carrying, he scolded his mother: "Fuck, let me tell you, don't look at this guy who is small and smart. He has studied for a few years before. Fist, caused many of my brothers to suffer from him, Xiao Liang has a broken arm and is still lying in the hospital, short and short, crooked in the stomach!"

Gao Kun threw the man on the ground, and the one on his side went to take over, and asked the man with the scar, "Brother Gui, do you want to stop the bleeding?"

Yao Zhenggui glanced at it in disgust, nodded, and asked Gao Kun again as if buying hairy crabs: "Is it alive?"

Gao Kun has the professionalism of a seller: "No serious injury."

Yao Zhenggui patted him on the shoulder in admiration, and repeated what he said on the phone yesterday: "If I didn't want to make too much noise, I wouldn't bother you."

Gao Kun shook his head, his face remained unchanged, pointing to the man who was carried into the car and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yao Zhenggui said: "I owe gambling debts, I want to sell my wife and children for 300 million yuan, what a rotten dog!"

Noticing that Gao Kun looked at the short man's expression slightly, and narrowed his eyes, Yao Zhenggui hurriedly said: "People have done bad things, it's better to live, it's so easy to die, you don't have to worry about anything when you close your eyes Only by living can you pay back slowly.” He also used the accent on the word “live”.

Gao Kun's tight jaw relaxed, and he nodded and pushed away the thick stack of things Yao Zhenggui handed over.

"No need this time..."

Yao Zhenggui knew what Gao Kun was thinking, so he didn't insist, and put the money back: "Then ask me to get it when you need it. They also told me about the last time I went back to Huaishan. I don’t even know the fart, Boss Jin said you can go back anytime you want, but it’s stupid to go back and suffer the anger, I still have a few temporary jobs here, you can bring joy and have a look together when you have time, “Although the salary is low Not high, but Yao Zhenggui understood Gao Kun's meaning, it doesn't matter if you are not decent, the most important thing is to be clean and decent.

After speaking, Yao Zhenggui went to work, but Gao Kun didn't let him see him off, saying he wanted to take a walk nearby.

The night was dark, and the lights of the buildings in the distance were turned off one by one, only the nearby streets were still flashing with neon lights. damaged.When I looked up again, I unknowingly walked in front of a row of exquisite western-style buildings, with all kinds of luxury cars on both sides.

Gao Kun paused, and his eyes were on a white Panamera not far away, almost new, and the tire stripes were replaced by a new one.

Gao Kun looked at the license plate of the car, and after a while, he passed it and entered a dark alley.

However, as soon as he turned the corner, he heard low-pitched whispers, and he was so melancholy that he was like a soul. Gao Kun's night vision ability is very strong, even if he has just faced strong light, he can quickly adapt to the darkness, so In just a few seconds, he could see the scene in front of him clearly. A man was hugging another drunk man from behind, and the sound of screaming was coming from the mouth behind him.

What he shouted was: "Yinglan... Yinglan..."

Gao Kun heard it clearly, and then frowned.