Falling back to gl

After midnight, the area outside the city was silent, and the surroundings were deserted and desolate.

This street is located near the demolition of old factories. It is an area with a low density of residents. At night, especially after eleven o’clock in the evening, all the shops on the street are closed, and even the convenience store closes in the middle of the night. Industry.

There are two diametrically opposite worlds inside and outside the late-night bar. Inside the bungalow with industrial decoration style, the sound of rhythmic music is deafening, the changing lights are dim, and the guests dominated by desire and hormones are immersed in a luxurious and crazy atmosphere; At the same time, except for the bar, all the places are empty, except for the occasional figures who come in and out of the door, most of the other places are closed. .

The permanent residents all know that it is a place of gangsters and rogues, and it is not safe. They have to detour through it even during the daytime, and they are afraid to avoid it after dark.

It is not surprising that anything happens in the depths of the alley. Fights, beatings, appointments with gangsters... are all commonplace.Anyway, no one will die, and the unemployed youths who have been taught repeatedly will often act impulsively. After a few cups of yellow soup, they will become pure two hundred and five, which will always cause trouble for the police comrades.

The monitoring at the entrance of the alley is a gimmick and is useless.

Due to security management, two cameras were installed here a while ago, but they were destroyed by noisy drunks in less than half a month, and they haven't been replaced with new ones yet.The original one was just a rotten shell, hung on the wall as a decoration, unable to monitor the scene in the alleyway at this time.

This has become a blind spot, the best place to "clear and settle accounts".

Guo Jinyun, who had been beaten heavily, leaned against the corner of the wall. After being hit, he suddenly fell to the side, curled up in pain, and then let out a scream like a pig being killed.

"what--"

The unknown person hit hard, lowered his head wearing a pure black mask, most of his face was hidden in the darkness, as if he couldn't hear his painful wailing, and immediately threw a stick on his leg.

He was ruthless and decisive, without waiting for this idiot to react at all, and he just dealt with it coldly when he aimed at it.

The pain continued to hit, and Guo Jinyun's whole body convulsed, his nerves paralyzed by alcohol and nicotine tightened, and he tried to hide with his hands on his head, cursing and resisting.

"Fuck! My mother!"

"stop!"

"Don't hit, don't hit! I hate you!"

……

But the smack was ineffective, neither could resist the slightest bit, nor could it make the opponent stop, but instead provoked a more merciless beating.The sticks were like dense rain, falling firmly on the flesh one after another.

Guo Jinyun was tall and big, so he had no strength to fight back, let alone fight back, and it was difficult for him to even stand up.Two consecutive days of heavy drinking and a period of excessive indulgence have emptied his body. The veins on his neck are bulging due to the pain from eating, and his handsome face swells red rapidly at the same time, like a plucked pheasant, dying to die. Rolling circles on the ground, tossing and turning, the mouth continued to shout "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Stop, stop!"

"I kill you!"

"Ah-fuck! Your mother*!"

……

After a while, he had no bones to beg for mercy, and crawled on his stomach, with nowhere to hide, so he could only desperately drill towards the place where he could hide, looking for a chance to escape.

"Forgive me, brother, I was wrong."

"sorry Sorry!"

"Brother, please forgive me!"

……

The one standing in front of him didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he just moved his hands, didn't say a word, and even groaned or gasped.

This man was very hostile, and his posture was comparable to that of a dead man who wanted his life. He seemed to have a blood feud with Guo Jinyun, but he didn't hit the really terrible parts of the head and neck, and avoided them on purpose.

Being subdued was useless, Guo Jinyun crawled to the other side in a panic, yelling, trying to find a righteous passer-by for help, and also used this to make a big noise to scare the other side away.

But this trick still can't change the situation of being beaten. His cries for help can't reach the ears of the drinkers, and it's even more impossible for the surrounding residents. madman.

This kind of person is self-inflicted when he is beaten, and if he is punished, it will be regarded as God's eyes. It is best not to come here again after beating him, so as not to cause him to do evil and harm everyone.

Guo Jinyun is usually used to bullying, and he has always been the only one who bullies others, so there is no place for him to be beaten.He was very arrogant at first, as if he could counter the opponent at any time, as if this was still his place, but when he was beaten like a dead dog sticking out his tongue, his arrogant arrogance was completely wiped out, what self-esteem All arrogance was gone, and her knees were as soft as boiled noodles.

The evil god in front of him, who seemed to have stepped out of the cold winter ice, turned a deaf ear to his confession, and kicked him in the stomach again, knocking him to the ground.

Guo Jinyun didn't have the energy to yell anymore, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and almost choked on his own saliva, fell on the dirty ground and coughed desperately.

When I came here, I was still wearing a brand of show bag, dressed up brightly, like the handsome boy on the TV, I want to have a face and an image, but now I only have a mess all over my body, which is worse than falling into a trash can full of filth. It was even worse.

The other party grabbed his waxed curly hair, like an emotionless machine, dragged him and slammed him against the wall, and immediately gave him two slaps without muddling.

pop-

The sound is extremely crisp, like a skin drum.

Guo Jinyun's eyes turned dizzy for a while, and he couldn't tell whether he was too drunk or was beaten too hard.

……

Someone walked by at the end of the alley, and they could clearly hear the fight here, but everyone chose to speed up their pace and stay away from the right and wrong place, so as not to be involved in it.

As long as there is a fight between punks, a fight will be stopped.No one wants to cause trouble, for fear that they will suffer disaster if they meddle in their own affairs.

I can't remember exactly how long he was beaten, but it wasn't long, it was only two or three minutes, and Guo Jinyun was lying on the back without moving.

The man stepped on his chest and looked down from above.

The night was dim, and Guo Jinyun still couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and couldn't distinguish anything.

That person put the end of the stick to his forehead, patted his face with it, and then crushed the tip of his shoe that was stained with dirty water to the middle of his throat.As long as it is crushed hard, it seems that his humble life can be taken instantly.

One side of Guo Jinyun's face was so swollen that he couldn't open his eyelids. If he weighed a thousand catties, his head was tilted to one side, and he passed out like this.

Still no one came here, no one could help him.

After a while, the stick was taken away, and the man let Guo Jinyun go, so far he took it away.

Pulling down the brim of his hat to cover his beautiful eyes, this man quietly walked out of the alley without looking back, and disappeared at a far corner.It was as if he had never been here before, with no trace left.

After about 10 minutes, the customers who came out of the bar to breathe outside tentatively walked into the alley and found Guo Jinyun who was breathing in but not out.

But this guest didn't do good deeds to help, and held the principle of nothing to do with himself, he only touched Guo Jinyun carefully, and found that Guo Jinyun didn't look like a ghost who was about to die, thinking that someone fell to the ground after drinking too much , and walked away in relief.

Guo Jinyun was sent to the hospital after two o'clock in the morning. I don't know how many times the alcoholic who found him called 120 for him. At that time, the guy had already woken up, and he screamed desperately after being carried on the stretcher.

"Call the police, call the police!"

"Easy! Don't touch me!"

"Pain Pain!"

"Damn it, my leg is broken! Oh, hiss... You idiots, take it easy, it hurts..."

The medical staff who came out of the ambulance at night yelled at him from the left ear and out the right ear. They carried him into the car and began to check him briefly, and asked him about his symptoms as required.

Guo Jinyun was still shouting vigorously, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured.

His dog leg was not broken, and his body only suffered skin trauma, so there is no major problem for the time being.

The medical staff were still conscientious, thinking that he was a patient, and he was still drunk, so he endured his nervousness until he couldn't take it anymore, and a doctor stopped him: "Shut up, be quiet."

Without the service of sticks, Guo Jinyun obviously didn't learn a lesson. Now even the medical staff scolded them, digging up ancestors regardless of who they were.

Thanks to the big-hearted medical staff, they did not share common knowledge with him, so they sent him to the hospital to take an X-ray to check whether there was any internal bleeding, and by the way, he notified his family members to come and pick him up.

It is common for hospitals to accept such people in the middle of the night, so it’s no surprise, just follow the procedures.

The medical staff also helped to call the police, but they were unsuccessful.

Guo Jinyun stopped him by himself. He was so pretentious before, seeing that the hospital was about to call, but he held back dumbly, not daring to call the police, for fear that his family members would bump into him when they came.

He is very self-aware and knows that he is not a good person. He has a lot of immoral behaviors, and he is not sure who will be arrested.

He snatched the mobile phone of the medical staff, and hung up quickly when it was not connected, his face wrinkled in pain, and exclaimed: "Don't hit!"

He changed his mind too quickly, with a fierce look on his face, as if he was about to swallow someone alive, the medical staff was startled, took half a step back, and then quickly pressed him down to keep him lying on the hospital bed.

The right and wrong of a remote bar is limited to one place, and the incident here has not affected other unrelated people.

Z University Campus Activity Center, the drink shop is open as usual today, and the night shift is as long as yesterday, from [-]pm to [-]pm.

Ji Cen'an went to work there normally, never absent from work, and worked as much as he was paid.

When I returned to Beiyuan after get off work, the lights in the villa were all turned off.

The servants and Nanjia's secretary assistants had already left, Zhao Qihong was asleep, and the entire second floor was completely dark.

Ji Cen'an went up with his satchel on his back, and moved lightly. When he reached the second floor, he took off his clothes first, and washed them together before resting.

Nanjia is not here, and doing this in the middle of the night will not disturb anyone.

Standing under the shower and washing his back with cold water, Ji Cen'an took a breath, wiped his face, and slowly scrubbed his chest, gradually calming down.

Before going to bed, she hangs the washed clothes and shoes to the air, not leaving any work for the helper aunt, but she is very diligent.

An unremarkable night, no different from usual.

Maybe A Chong and the others were all fine now, Xisheng's matter was almost settled, and there should be no more troubles. Ji Cen'an was quite calm this night, and his body and mind became much more stable.

It was so late, and she still didn't sleep. After washing up, she leaned on the bedside and typed on the computer. Her dexterous fingers moved extremely fast, switching interfaces for a while, and writing codes for a while.

Regarding the late return this time, Ji Cen'an got rid of the bodyguard again this night. When the next day dawned, he informed Nanjia and reported everything in detail.

But it was probably caused by the incidents of the past few days. Nanjia didn't give a proper expression like before, as if he didn't care, and let it go after listening.

When we met again, Nanjia didn't ask a single word, and didn't care whether Ji Cen'an went to see A Chong and the others again, or what happened to her, and treated it as ignorance.

It was clear that there had never been any quarrels or quarrels, but the relationship between the two failed to move forward. Instead, it cooled down with the resolution of the problems of A Chong's family, and was poured with cold water.

But it's not that the relationship was broken, it's just that something was missing, and the tape was rewound and moved back to the time when we first met again.

Nanjia went up to the third floor and waited for Ji Cen'an. There were measuring tapes, some tools and blueprints on the table. After the man entered, he raised his eyebrows, opened his lips, and said softly, "Come here."

Ji Cen'an looked far away and stepped forward.

"What?" She asked knowingly, her voice was very low.

Nanga said, "Stand with your back turned."

Ji Cen'an turned around, knowing that it was time to fulfill the conditions.

What has been promised cannot just be said and not implemented.

"Want to try a new work?" Ji Cen'an turned his head to look.

Not wanting to explain, Nanjia touched the person's back, touched the spine groove line in the middle through the fabric, and stuck her fingertips on the narrowest part of her waist.

"Turn around, don't look at me." Nanjia said softly, moving his eyes down to where his fingers touched, "Straighten."

Thin summer t-shirts with a somewhat noticeable feel.

Ji Cen'an couldn't help but froze, and immediately obeyed.

Nanjia walked away, closed the open door to isolate the interference from the outside world, and then turned back and walked behind her.

The curtains of the studio on the third floor were all drawn, and the door was closed tightly. This place became a closed space, an impenetrable cage.

They all face the direction of the backyard, one in front and one in the back.

Unable to see behind, Ji Cen'an's mouth tensed.

Nanjia half-closed his eyes, pulled down the slightly wrinkled corner of the man's clothes, picked up the soft ruler on the table after a while, and said gently: "Take off all the outer clothes and pants."