Come to the door

Zhuang Xuteng once had a job as an assembly line worker in a magic crystal factory, earning about 1,100 euros a month. 400 euros were used to pay rent and 350 euros for daily living. The remaining money was saved and used for his sister's tuition and to deal with sudden expenses.

This income is indeed very tight, but he has seen what two thousand euros looks like before, and he will not be hysterical or extremely nervous.

Unless the two thousand, four hundred and fifty euros are too critical, it is a huge sum of money that can allow him and his sister to continue to live. It needs to be protected and taken care of.

On the bus on the way home, he sat in the front row, which was closest to the driver and therefore the safest. According to experience, if you encounter danger, you can rush to the front immediately if you are in the first row. The driver will try to prevent the danger from spreading.

If you are in the last row, you will be helpless. No one will stand up for you, they all just want to get to the next stop as soon as possible and then leave.

Isn't it a bit embarrassing that you are still so worried when you have already become a mercenary?

Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and pushed this thought away. He just completed the first commission with Brother Dao. During that period, he mainly worked as a living telescope and was not considered a real mercenary. In his impression, a mercenary should at least be

Being able to hit gives people a feeling that they cannot be offended.

I can’t do it, not by a long shot. I’m still the same person I was yesterday and the day before yesterday, but I don’t dare to raise my tail!

The steam-powered bus stopped at the platform again. Steam leaked from the door. The door opening and closing movements were very stiff and always made a creaking noise. Zhuang Xuteng lowered the brim of his hat and stared at the front and rear doors to see who was getting on and off and what they were like.

people.

Old men, old ladies, children... are relatively safe. Zhuang Xuteng occupies two seats and has one on each side of the butt. Is this fair, right? At this time, the announcement in the bus talked about the latest developments in the 623 case and invited

asked the PCPD senior police officer for an interview. Zhuang Xuteng pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

The front is still some useless clichés. Anyway, the enemy is very cunning, the PCPD is working very hard, the citizens are enthusiastic about supporting, and the whole city is developing in a better direction. Indeed, 623 died at a street intersection that night.

There were many people. This kind of thing did not happen at every intersection every night. Napeicheng was indeed developing in a better direction.

"We are reviewing an important law that will improve the sense of security and self-defense capabilities of good citizens in Peicheng."

"Oh, what does this law contain?"

"It is still under confidential internal deliberations, and I am not in a position to disclose it. I can only say: In the field of protecting the safety of citizens, the PCPD has never given up its efforts. Please cast your critical vote and support Ma in the upcoming midterm elections.

Former director, let a wise man who understands security and prosperity become our new mayor!"

Is this the beginning of canvassing for votes? It’s not even July yet, the mid-term elections are probably in early November. No matter how you calculate it, there are still four months. Zhuang Xuteng failed to hear the important information from the radio, so he sighed and continued to monitor other passengers.

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"We've arrived at Banshan Road P76 Concentrated Apartment Station," the driver yelled in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up if you want to get off! There are still people to get on!"

Zhuang Xuteng had already prepared to get off the car, and he still had time to check again to make sure that he had not forgotten anything.

Back in the building, there were still three people left in the steam elevator, so he squeezed in. Just like past experience, when there were only two or three people left in the end, the elevator would be filled up quickly.

Room 6 on the 13th floor, his home. At this time, his sister should still be in class and would come back in the evening. Zhuang Xuteng thought that he would heat up the spicy chicken burger he had packed back and add a fresh citrus, which would definitely satisfy her.

Happy. As for him, he will pay off the rent and outstanding debt in the afternoon, and take a look to see if there are any old bread on sale.

He didn't expect that there were three people standing at the door of his house.

All three of them were wearing black clothes, one was wearing a black suit, and the other two were wearing black leather jackets and leather trousers. The two in leather jackets, leather trousers, and leather boots were pretty good, just looking like motorcycle riders. Even though their faces were flashy, their hair was colorful, and they had earrings.

Beep, he's probably a gang member at most! That guy in a black suit suddenly reminded Zhuang Xuteng of the armed personnel of the Magic Crystal Factory, and he almost pissed himself on the spot.

"Do you live here?" asked the woman in leather clothes wearing wind chime earrings.

Zhuang Xuteng really didn't want to admit it, but his house was the innermost one on this side of the corridor. Although he had an opposite door, it had a seal on it and no one had lived in it for more than a year. So, it was impossible for him not to admit it.

Unless I said I was on the wrong floor.

But then he thought: No matter what he encounters, he should face it by himself. If he doesn't do it, should he wait for his sister to come back?

"I live in 1306. Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Are you Zhuang Xuteng, a worker at the Twenty-One Magic Crystal Factory?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Is there anything I can prove your identity?" Black Suit said.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"Do whatever you are told!" The man in leather clothes waved his hands and pulled out the electric baton. When they pressed the button, the blue arc made a crackling sound as it flashed. "You can take out your ID yourself, or we can search it from you.

.”

Considering that there was still 2,450 euros in his inner pocket, Zhuang Xuteng definitely didn't want them to search him, so he took out his old work ID card that was of no use anymore.

"Twenty-one Magic Crystal Factory, third-level assembly technician, Zhuang Xuteng - it's all written on it, and there are photos."

The black suit carefully checked the work permit, then nodded and said: "I am the 7a28 salesperson of the Scarlet Group's Legal Affairs Department. There is a statement that you need to sign. After you sign, you can get 2,400 euros."

Compensation."

"We should give him three months' salary, which is 3,300 euros." As soon as Zhuang Xuteng finished speaking, he was stabbed in the thigh with an electric baton.

The severe pain caused muscle twitching. Zhuang Xuteng had no possibility of resisting and sat down directly on the ground. Two men and women in leather clothes waved sticks in front of him, showing off their power.

"It's either 2,400 euros, or you can hire a lawyer and solve the problem through legal means." The black suit said calmly with an expressionless face: "You are a third-level technician at such a young age, which means there is nothing wrong with your brain. Think about it carefully.

Think about it and make the choice that’s best for you.”

Zhuang Xuteng covered his legs, pinched his flesh with his nails, tried hard to control his anger, and finally squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Okay, I accept it."

"Then you sign this document." The black suit took out a folder.

"I want to get the money first." Zhuang Xuteng said, "I won't sign anything without money."

"This request is reasonable." The black suit took out two thousand euro banknotes and four two hundred euro banknotes, put them in the folder, and handed them over.

Zhuang Xuteng took the money in his hand, and then quickly glanced at the document. It was a settlement agreement, with only one page. It said that the severance package of 3,300 euros had been received, and the signatories promised not to dwell further on this issue.

.

"It says three..."

"Do you want to be slapped again?" The man in leather waved his electric baton and threatened Zhuang Xuteng.

Bastard! I can't buy a gun, can't I buy an electric baton? This thing really hurts, and it really works. You wait, you all wait...

In the past, Zhuang Xuteng would not let the gangster "wait". He would not even think about it. He would just hide as far away as possible. Now he has changed: first he cursed in his heart, but after completing the training, he will never

Just thinking about it in my mind.

"Don't call me. I'm sober. It's indeed 3,300 euros. I'm also happy to give up the interest, compensation and any other benefits I deserve."

After he signed and just picked up the money, he was shocked again. This time, two men and women in leather clothes continued to stab him with electric batons, once to the left and once to the right, mumbling: "Don't you understand the rules? I don't know.

Will you honor our errand fees? If it weren't for us, how could the lawyer find you?"

Zhuang Xuteng was so angry that he really wanted to go up and beat them up to let them know that people at the bottom would resist. But the electric current was affecting his muscles and destroying his fighting ability. He was twitching like a prawn trapped on the shore.

Jumping and twisting.

His nose was filled with tears, saliva, and his vision was blurred. Zhuang Xuteng suddenly rushed to the corner and stuffed the banknotes in his hand into his mouth. When the two people saw this, they quickly came up to pull him, and he struggled and tried to swallow. Then, he was given an electric shock.

The stick poked him in the neck, and he had to open his mouth and spit out the two hundred euro banknotes that he had not been able to swallow.

"Damn it, I swallowed everything else, only this one is left."

"You can't wait for him to pull it out, can you? Bastard, I didn't expect it to be this kind of hob meat!"

Zhuang Xuteng was kicked hard several more times, and the stick kept coming down. He held his head and curled up to endure it. They had been delayed here for too long and might attract onlookers, so the two of them vented their anger for a while.

, and left with the two hundred euros stained with saliva and blood.

Zhuang Xuteng lay on the ground for a long time before he could move slowly. He tried to get up, leaned against the wall, and wiped his nosebleed. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the night of 623, and the paralysis of being unable to control his body appeared again.

.

Fortunately, this time it was just paralysis caused by electric shock, and some blunt injuries caused by punches, kicks, and sticks. No bones were broken, so it was not a big problem. He grabbed the door handle and climbed up, trying hard to focus his eyes, and then opened the door.

door.

Only when the door closed did he feel a sense of safety. At this time, his stomach began to hurt a little. It was caused by hunger and the heavy blow, not because he couldn't digest the money.

Two thousand-euro and one two-hundred-euro bills were inside his clothes. He stuffed them through his collar while he was distracted. In fact, he only stuffed the last two-hundred-euro bill into his mouth.

He couldn't let others take away everything.

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