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Wu Adi was fourteen years old and lived in Changkang Street, Sushui. The red brick building leaned against two steel-making cooling towers.

At that time, the Wu family was gloomy.Wu Adi's father, Wu Gang, was a model worker who worked diligently in the instrument factory for more than ten years. When he was called into the workshop director's office in December, he was patted on the shoulder to persuade him: "Master Wu, who can be smooth sailing? There will always be problems in life. It’s not just you, there are many people in the factory, I believe you are all glorious!” Wearing a great sentiment, the model worker was bought out and laid off.

Wu Adi's mother in the first factory was "doomed", and she and her husband were just around the corner.She could save face and go to the bus station to fry fried dough sticks, but Wu Gang only dared to stay at home and drink.It's already too late, and I still have to worry about Wu Adi's junior promotion.

Wu Adi can't think about the hardships of adults. He only hates endless homework and one thing: why does he have the same name as a sports brand?

Wu Adi’s mother Yu Huan’s ancestral home is Suzhou. Her parents are high school teachers. She is fair-skinned, petite, and can’t ride a [-] bicycle with one leg.Wu Adi obviously inherited her. She is not very beautiful, but she is extremely delicate, with a clear complexion and bruised and purple veins.Governor Wu Adi was different from any boy on Changkang Street, not only in appearance but also in demeanor.

The eldest son of the grain and oil store is a meaty man, who looks like a rice bag when he necks his neck and hugs his chest. When he was three years old, he got a long gun for playing. Since then, he has been domineering Changkang Street and has become a "little king".

The old mother of "Little King" is addicted to mahjong and poker. "Little King" proficiently spit out the first short sentence: You are such a fucking little/bitch/bitch.Fat people find it laborious to move their mouths, so he simplified it into a "little bitch", plus a fierce movement of raising a gun and shooting. "Little Dawang" is always followed by twos and threes, similar to Wen Qiang's horse boys, who have learned the meaning and spelling of the word "bitch" from him, and memorized it by heart, turning it into a common oral habit, which is very honorable.If you don’t dare to scold the adults on Changkang Street, you will be thrown into the grain and oil store by the back of your neck to ask for an explanation; even more afraid to speak to the boy who rides a bicycle on Changkang Street to Sushui No. type of kicking.

Wu Adi, if he can't do it, blame him for being so weak that he looks like he deserves to suffer.

At that time, Wu Adi often wore pea-green bunts, and sat on the bench in front of the door, eating melons with teary eyes.His mother is strict and requires him to have all kinds of dancing, calligraphy, studies, interpersonal relationships, and manners, so that he can be different from any vulgar household on Changkang Street.If Wu Adi failed to pass the test, he received all kinds of corporal punishment; if he did well, he was allowed to be hugged and kissed, to eat some snacks, and to play with the imported doll for a while.The doll was very expensive, and it was placed together with Yu Huan's ring, hand cream, silk scarf and lip balm.

The "little king" and his party saw him crying, and they were happy: "Little bitch, little bitch, women only learn to dance, you don't have a dick!" The boys all showed theirs and showed them to Wu Adi.

At the front of the spear is a rogue's hand, covered with green silk, touching his bean-like nipples and the granulation between his legs.Wu Adi took a mouthful of melon and did not dare to move, let the spear wander away, and then replaced it with their hands.Wu Gang, who smelled like motor oil, pedaled his bicycle into the long alley after get off work, and then he let out an angry "hey" and picked up a sorghum broom and swung it on the head of the "little king".

Wu Aidi cried and said, "I won't learn to dance anymore!"

Wu Gang covered his mouth: "Okay, let your mother slap your palm again."

From the first to sixth grades, Wu Adi's grades were extremely poor. He could be a transparent child in the class; but he couldn't. .At that time, there was gradually a saying called "mother", when you talked to me, I whispered, and after a long time, whenever you mentioned him, it was followed by either "mother" or "sneakers".

There is a self-employed son in the class. The driver picks him up and goes to school. The sneakers are changed every day and every month. Every time he wears Adidas, he has to lift his foot when he enters the class. !"

Wu Adi was the most heroic when he stood up and slapped the self-employed son.He was standing on the seat, wearing a snow-white and clean sportswear, his jet-black hair was limp, clinging to his clear facial features, his eyes, nose, and even the pinnae of his ears were faintly red, and his tears followed Chuan Chuan rolled down, his jaw trembled slightly, he covered his mouth and sobbed, his voice was thin and high-pitched, and his whole body trembled.At that moment, the class was quiet, empty for a few seconds, not because of his slap intimidation, but because Wu Adi found out that even if Wu Adi got angry, it was real, exactly like a woman who was concerned.

Call the parents, Yu Huan is here.The teacher in charge was worried, but evasive: "I suggest you... correct his gender concept?"

"Correct what? Is there anything wrong with him?!" Yu Huan stood up to drink and knocked down the head teacher's teacup.

The teacher in charge was at a loss for words—it was an uncomfortable feeling, like water soaking through the paper, soft and moist, and she couldn't describe it.

On the way home, Yu Huan asked again unwillingly: "Do you think you are abnormal?"

Wu Adi shook his head in a daze: "I don't know."

She hugged and stroked her son, gritted her teeth and said, "You are very normal."

Then the grades were still red, but Yu Huan became surprisingly tolerant, and only sighed and said, "You just have to do well."

Wu Adi did poorly in the sixth-grade university entrance exam, and was assigned to Sushui No. [-] Middle School. Not to mention the sponsorship fee, the school was full of garbage, and people who entered it were considered useless.At that time, Wu Gang was addicted to alcohol. He was still wearing a navy blue uniform that smelled of motor oil, and he staggered down the street to the end of the street with a half bottle of sharp wine in his hand.

Those who lost their jobs either died of anger, started a small business, or returned to the countryside to farm.He is a coward, originally he lives like mud, trying to be flat, not colorful, how can it rain in his land just by calling?About to be turned into a puddle of mud?Wu Adi tremblingly came to pray for Wu Gang to go home for dinner. Wu Gang slid down against the green wall, seeing his weak appearance, felt a cramping pain in his stomach.

I want a promising son!Look at what the hell your mother raised you!As soon as he slapped it, Wu Adi's tinnitus started to ring, and his ears buzzed like the sound of ocean waves.

Wu Gang also happened that year. "Little King" was ignorant all the way, made social friends, and borrowed a powerful long air gun from Sushui Zhenhunzi.He stood on the second floor of his house overlooking, holding a gun in his arm, aiming with his eyes closed with a smirk, hey - he wants his mother to avenge the sorghum broom back then!

Wu Gang was shot through his right eye by an air gun bullet.Wu Adi only remembered that his face was bloody, and he screamed and rolled on the spot.He was so frightened that he cried and covered his hands while helping him, his hands were stained with blood and sticky matter, only later did he realize that they were crystals.

Later, when Wu Gang died of a cranial infection at the Railway Hospital, the factory leader sent many wreaths.

Wu Gang broke seven, and Wu Adi had another stroke, his temperament changed, from weak to soft and cold.Yu Huan is aging twice as fast, with deepened nasolabial folds and withered hair, but he will stare at Wu Adi more lovingly.Call it good luck, Qiu Mingkai from Anqing learned from Yan Fengying's disciple, 36 years old, returned to Sushui to run a small Huangmei opera school.In his early years, he pursued Huan too much and fell in love deeply. Yu Huan's mother just hated his oily-haired noodle like a boy actor.When they come back again, things are different and people are different, the old lover is exhausted, Qiong Yao is just a stinky shit in reality, he must not be able to continue the love of the past.He considered it as compensation and as a fulfillment of his dream, and asked Yu Huan: "You can let Adi learn Huangmei Opera from me, and he will directly join the theater troupe in the future, and he will also have a solid job."

Qiu Mingkai asked Wu Adi to try "The Son-in-Law", singing Feng Suzhen's "If I want to break off my relationship with Li Lang".

The tone is very high pitched and very tactful, and Wu Adi got on top of it with many twists and turns, without a sense of sadness.

The opera school rents electricity transmission and transformation in a very old building, scattered with only [-] or [-] students, half a little older, either soft in body or soft in voice.The theater school is adjacent to No. [-] Trash High School, full of bastards with poor studies, and the two schools are separated by a wall.Wu Adi had a lifetime of bad luck, spent a lifetime of luck, and met Li Simin, the tyrant of the [-]th Lieutenant Colonel, who was not good at words.

It was very funny at that time, the drama school had a bad relationship with the Sixteenth Middle School, and there were frequent "fights".The conflict originated from the sloppy discipline of the No. [-] High School, which never arranges to get up early for morning reading, while the opera school has a collective voice when the sky shines.Leaving it there every day is very annoying, and it sounds very ominous.But it's both you and me, and no one can say that anyone has to be a low-level kid for whom.Since there is no reason to talk about it, let's just fucking do it.

The school bastards have always been idle, doing evil in groups of three or four, jubilant like the reunification of the two sides of the strait.They climbed over the wall as if they were walking on flat ground, and easily penetrated into the sphere of influence of the opera school, smashing the windows one by one, throwing broken bricks and tiles; The fringed tassels cut into silky strands are very cheap anyway.Hitting people is a routine operation. Girls are weak and Liu Fufeng, and boys are greasy.

Most of the bastards are not handsome, with acne on their faces, and they can't be called ugly; they also have ideals, most of them are PLA or pilots, but they have always been despised by teachers as "you are worthy".The bastards are very organized in playing school, just like devils entering the village, hungry, so they chased a flopping sick chicken like crazy—while Qiumenkai was not around, they rushed in, two charged, two outflanked, and one reared , Five chasing one.What happened to the crowd?Who the hell told you it was fair?When caught, he squatted in a circle, untied the calf leather belt with brass locks, slumped the waist of his trousers, and slapped the "sick chicken" on the head and face with the end of his tail insultingly and brightly: "Ask your mother to sing! Tell your mother to sing! Chicken!" / Cry for your father, and sing for your mother!"

What did Wu Adi think that time?

He thought, let's just spare my life, pick softies, and knock down one by one, I'll see if I'm a man after all.

In his opinion, Li Simin's taste is a bit low. Although he is tall, he also has a pair of good-looking eyebrows and eyes, but he stands by the side and does not speak, without any sharpness, like ink entering water, and gradually disappears steadily and quietly. up.Handy guys are also divided into classes, starting with sticks, followed by bricks and tiles, iron bars, brass pipes, hammers, watermelon knives, and guns.The brass pipe is strangled by the school bully, and it is really a murder weapon, which is a matter of the underworld.At that time, Wu Adi's innate talents had already "shown his sharpness". He grabbed a shovel from under the wall, shouted loudly, ran up and jumped high, and slammed Li Simin on the back of the head.

It was autumn, and a ginkgo plant lost its hair in different seasons, and a small gold-plated fan was woven into a soft blanket.Li Simin turned her head, lowered her head slightly, and met Wu Adi's eyes.A few years later, when I entered the theater, I realized that the scene was very similar to Zhang Yimou's "Hero".Li Simin frowned, a line of blood snaked down, split his face, all the way to the corner of his mouth, and slid into his neck.He sighed, then fell to his knees without crying out for pain.

The school bastard turned his head away for two seconds, lost his head, and wailed bitterly: "Boss! Who is your mother!" Only they are allowed to beat people, and others are not allowed to beat him. It's really fucking unreasonable.

With a radius of one meter, there is Wu Adi, holding a shovel, standing proudly like an anti-Japanese hero.

He was thrown a meter by the flying kick, and fell to the ground with a plop, sinking into the soft golden blanket.Before he was in a daze from the pain, he subconsciously glanced down, and saw the person called "Brother Li", who was holding the back of his head with four or five dirty hands, looking at him.There was no trace of anger in that look, but full of forbearance.That year, there was nothing in the sky.

Fate said that he didn't need to be thanked, let alone be hated. He had no intention of making any arrangements.

In [-], Wu Adi had a lot of food and clothing, but he was still in pain. After all, he was asking for trouble.As for studying Huangmei Opera, it was hard and boring, and he wasn't really talented, and his thin voice was not suitable for singing male roles. It was more suitable and interesting for him to dress up as a heroine or a boudoir in red and green.This interest is not due to the drama itself, but only because of gender inversion.His long-standing conflicts and anxiety were sorted out, the teeth of the comb were sharp, and once he combed it, it was smooth and naturally painful once.He pinched between his legs and often said: You are so redundant.

There are quite a lot of rumors about Li Simin: Changing his age by five years, a few old knife marks, his childhood growing up in a den of thieves, using double sticks to overthrow the record of the former leader of the bastard allies in the [-]th High School, all amazing Like Chen Haonan's personal resume.That time he was given a moderate concussion by Wu Adi's shovel. He climbed over the wall vertically to enter the drama school, stood there without farting, and was sent to the county emergency department in Baotou. What a fucking disaster.

When Qiu Mingkai returned to school, he looked exactly like Fei Yuqing, whose handsome face was smothered in reddish brown. He grabbed Wu Adi and yelled, "How do you want me to explain to your mother?!"

The instigator said "heroically": "They hit people first, he deserves it."

"Don't fart!"

"...I'm going to apologize, please, Teacher Qiu, please don't tell my mother." He wailed.

What is it like for the underworld to be injured and hospitalized?Sitting in a circle of subordinates, with cigarettes in their mouths and sticks in their mouths, they looked vicious. The boss was dressed in a suit and placed cross-legged in the center of the bed.With a wave of his hand, he picked up the traitor, snapped his fingers, and punched like rain.The romance of the rivers and lakes that came from Hong Kong in those years is really a bit bluffing.

Wu Adi knocked on the door of the ward anxiously, heartbroken, and said in his heart that he would die or die, at worst, I would pay you a leg.The door of the room opened, revealing a face full of acne.The bastard grabbed his schoolbag and glared angrily, "Damn it, how dare you fucking come here!"

The room is bright and spacious, clean and white, the smell of disinfectant seems to have washed away all the bastards, they are no longer cheap, and there is a smell of green pheasants.The back of Li Simin's head was gloriously stitched, and she simply shaved and wrapped it in white gauze.He was holding a red Fuji with a bite missing in his hand, it was bright red.

Regarding the follow-up, the bastards took care of the mother for Li Simin.

"Damn it, let's beat it with a belt, and you fucking use a shovel! It's hard enough! Our boss's head has been shaved! Hurry up and pay for it!"

Qiu Mingkai sang about the civil and military niche, and he couldn't help but hesitantly said: "Yes, yes, compensation is necessary, but this matter, I will definitely negotiate with his parents."

"I, fuck, why are you calling me parents? If you want to die, call me parents. No, no, no, no, no!"

"You still—"

"Hey, have you ever seen a gangster call you a parent? Uncle."

"you--"

"My little cousin didn't collect the money because he worked in this hospital! In this way, we don't need the medical expenses." The gangster bared his teeth, shrewd and cunning, and took out a cigarette and handed it out like an adult, saying, "Just pay us a game console." , how?! Not bad, are you? You are a fucking adult, let alone you can’t even afford a game console?”

Qiumenkai was completely silent.

Wu Adi has been secretly observing Li Simin, knowing that when the boss speaks, he counts.

Li Simin gnawed half of the apple, and spoke as Wu Adi thought, with a deep but kind tone and a slightly hoarse voice: "We don't care about it, don't pay if you don't, and can you hang your voice later? It's really noisy of."

Wu Adi has been confused for a long time in the future, how can a person like him be the boss?There was a memory in the dream, chaotic and full, Wu Qimeng was awakened, feeling extremely tired as if he had lived a new life.He sat up with his arms propped up, brushed his long hair away, and the back of his neck was dripping with sweat.He took out the small mobile phone under the pillow and squinted to look at the screen. It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, February in the Gregorian calendar in [-].

Tu Wen was very satisfied with Liu Yadong this time, and praised him for his speed.

In fact, Liu Yadong could not be said to be a good person, at most he was willing to listen to orders, and helped Tu Wen save a little worry.After that incident, in terms of merit and deeds, Tu Wen was five thousand, Lao Jia was four thousand, and he and Lan Zhou were two thousand each, all in cash.A brand-new stack of red hair was tucked into the envelope of the district government envelope, with their respective names neatly written on the front, not to mention that it was a bonus for thugs, but thought it was a year-end internal distribution.

By the way, Shao Jinquan also got ID cards for the three of them.He said, "Knowing that both of you are under [-], you have changed them to adults, and what month and date you were born, as long as you know."

Liu Yadong touched the edges and corners of the plastic-covered card, looked at the one-inch photo, and saw the watermark patterns changing with metallic luster, feeling inexplicably terrified.He never gave Shao Jinquan a single image, but the card was all about himself.

In the middle of the text, Tu Wen revealed the remaining assets under Shao Jinquan's jurisdiction, which infiltrated everywhere.In the west of Sushui County, there are Wanjiahuan Supermarket, Fulin Shangan Food City, and Yudeshui Express Hotel, and in the east of the county, you can find Moordi Hall, Yifa Small Loan Company, Haoran Painting and Calligraphy and so on.Even half a county's large rental transport management long-distance transport.Tu Wen rode his big motorcycle, and took Liu Yadong around for a while, to become familiar with him.He said you'd better understand that our business is so intertwined that it's impossible for anyone to guard only one lifeline, otherwise you won't know how to die.

Liu Yadong couldn't hold back, and asked him, "Brother Quan is the boss?"

"That's really not true." Tu Wen smiled, "We are part-time workers, and Brother Quan is a senior part-time worker, and he still has one on his head." Pointing to the sky.

Liu Yadong didn't continue to ask, Tu Wen said slyly: "Have you heard about Hengyuan Real Estate? Wen Qi, Boss Wen."

"Wen Qi" can't be her real name, it's so clear and elegant, it doesn't sound like a gangster?But there is a huge crowd of people, and the files retrieved from the police station show that Wen Qi is not only his real name, but also innocent, with no criminal record.

He was a talented Luotuozi of the Southern Academy of Arts back then. The times were bad, and he joined the army on the spot after graduation. Not long after the Sino-Vietnamese Laoshan War broke out, he went to the front line with his troops and joined the 44th Army. Personal third-class merit.After retiring to the rear, he retired from the army at the deputy company level. A few years later, in 1987, China, real estate entered the commercialization node, and he made a destructive leap forward, ushering in a golden decade.He bravely went to Hainan to pan for gold, and received the first dividend from Chinese real estate.Later, although there were ups and downs, but steadily and steadily, from small to large, it is now worth a lot of money.

But one is always behind the other. The back of the resume looks like a white page, but in fact it is the turmeric in the trick that meets alkali, and it takes a little effort to develop it.

The 90s was the early stage of the real estate bubble. The Hainan bubble was the first to burst, and ninety percent of the real estate companies closed their doors.He thought about it several times, I would die immediately in Zha Haili, and maybe there was still a little bit of my original glory.But it is inconceivable that human nature will change rapidly after being put to death.A gasp is able to turn over, and the idiot will be honest again.In order not to be imprisoned again, he has been involved in black and white since then, supporting his confidantes, manipulating with hanging wires, and making white gloves for others.

After Liu Yadong came, he heard the sound in the house with one ear and two ears.

"The big Buddha's face shows that it's a serious matter." Tu Wen laughed, and then said furtively: "The farther you are, the safer you are, you know? Let's hold a reception during the Chinese New Year, and you will be able to see each other."

Tu Wen collects the food city's "tax" on a quarterly basis, which is based on the lunar calendar year, and the accounts on and off the stage are due.This job should be Wu Qimeng's, but last time he had a conflict with Fu Wenqiang's Yang Wei.

Yang Weiyin is the same as "impotence", and he has an ominous sense of fate. People only call him "Old Weizi".Fu Wenqiang's end is similar to a family business, and most of his subordinates are related to relatives. The old Weizi is considered to be a generation older than the "boss".

Yang Wei drank [-]% that time, Wu Qimeng's red dress burned his eyes, he went to pull him, and when he looked at the front, he found that it was a man, but his anger became even more intense.He brought a younger brother to clamp Wu Qimeng into the public toilet to check if there were two sets of accessories between his legs.Li Simin followed Shao Jinquan, and Wu Qimeng followed Li Simin. After three or four years of fighting, it is impossible to know how to punch.But you can beat one, but you can't beat a pair with a knife in the back of your butt.Wu Qimeng came back to give his account in a mess, but was pressed by Li Simin and refused to say anything.There was noise in the toilet at night, Li Simin put on his clothes, went to the cubicle and kicked the door, and saw him sitting on the toilet with a pale face, blood on his hands, and spots on the floor.A shiny soda bottle lay horizontally on the tiles, with strands of blood sticking to its body.

"Go to the hospital!" Li Simin gnashed his teeth like that rarely.

Li Simin was the number one "deep and calm" under Shao Jinquan, and when Shao Jinquan was lazy, he could just say, "Let Simin handle it".But he went to the machine research institute the next day, entered the old house where Old Weizi lived and lived, and chopped him down with a fire axe.Three strokes on the back and one stroke on the head, Lao Weizi has since lost half of his scalp and one left ear.

Everyone in this business is cautious in their words and deeds, and their interests do not conflict. I will not get involved with you easily, let alone your life.Fu Wenqiang was headstrong, and his subordinates were dismissed. He didn't think about the cause, and decided it was a demonstration.It happened that he was making a lot of money in the mine business and he was floating, so he immediately sent someone to open the warehouse to carry a gun, threatening that three shots equals three axes, and this Liangzi must be settled with Li Simin.

If Shao Jinquan hadn't come forward to mediate, it would have been a fight with weapons.

But Fu Wenqiang is based on Lu Zhi's venomous deeds, and his pennies must be unimaginable. He said forget it, but it may not be true.Shao Jinquan exempted Wu Qimeng from the task of collecting "taxes". Firstly, he was afraid of causing more trouble for his safety.

On the way back, Tu Wen bought bowls of beans from the fly restaurant to warm up, but Liu Yadong refused to eat, and sat on his toes kicking the ground, tapping a piece of Yellow Crane Tower.

"Wu Adi used to be a chicken." Tu Wen didn't eat soybeans, and picked them out of the brine one by one, "Li Simin wiped countless buttocks for him, and he didn't get angry if he didn't say hello. Take care of it, I think it looks cheap."

Liu Yadong couldn't help being curious, and couldn't help but think of Wu Qimeng that night, so he asked, "The two of them are... that kind of relationship?"

"What's the matter? The object? Shit, just deny it." Tu Wen spat, "Enemy."

"..."

"But Li Simin is willing to give his life to him. If you say that he loves him very much, I think it is true!"

Liu Yadong laughed and put out the cigarette.

"Aren't you funny?"

"good."

"In one's life, it's very unpleasant to meet someone who is willing to risk his life. Really, don't you think you will be tied up to death in this life? It's not tied up by others, you locked yourself in "Tu Wen was bored clean, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, "But it's really lucky to meet such a person who lives such a simple and purposeful life. But?"

Liu Yadong was noncommittal, looking outside the door and across the street.After a while, he asked, "Brother Jiuqiang, is there a shoe store nearby?"

"Two stations north of Jinding, Hongmao Commercial Building, what are you doing?"

"I'll just ask."

It has been a long time since Sushui cleared, but the sky is still like a crab shell upside down, and the white morning light is getting colder day by day.

Liu Yadong followed behind, and was the first to see through the unusual behavior of the car, straight and purposeful.It was not an easy task to rush over and break Tu Wen. He didn't know, so he was extremely vigilant. With Liu Yadong hooking his throat, it was inevitable that he would struggle for a while.Liu Yadong swept his legs repeatedly, and Tu Wen knelt down on one knee.He pounced on him again, rolling over in his arms.

After about two seconds, a black mulberry hit Damo head-on.Without stopping, Heisang continued to accelerate and rush into the side road and turn right.

Dalmo hung in the air and fell to the ground again, and the gasoline in the shell splashed all over the ground.Tu Wen propped his hands on the ground, stunned for a moment, and then yelled violently: "Fuck/fuck!"