"Have you thought about it? Sign when you think about it."

Under the incandescent light with a low wattage, a few green smoke slowly rises, swirling in the air and constantly changing shapes, like a fairy that is elusive to the human heart.

This smoke comes from two cigarettes, one is Yellow Crane Tower Golden Years. This kind of precious tobacco can be sold for more than 10,000 yuan. In fact, the collection value of this kind of cigarette is higher than the smoking itself. Smoking this kind of cigarette itself is more

It is an expression of identity.

The other one is made of soft white sand, which costs four or five yuan a box. Its smoke smell is strong and strong enough, which some year-round smokers prefer, and it is suitable for most low-income people.

The posture of the person holding the Yellow Crane Tower between his fingertips is quite consistent with the positioning of this tobacco. He is sitting on the only mahogany chair in the old house with his right leg crossed, sitting on the upper edge of the main room, with a delicate and shiny comb.

His back shines brightly in the light, as if he is the master in control of the entire situation.

But the real owner of this house, the old man smoking soft white sand, could only squat on the sill next to the door, pulling out cigarettes one by one. The cigarette butts spread out on the ground and the furrowed white eyebrows were like

He already explained his mood.

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao drinks water"

Lu Chengfei hunched his back, nodded with an apologetic smile, and handed the teapot to the chair.

The young man with slicked back hair glanced at the teapot with peeling white porcelain, frowned and turned his head away without concealing it, and casually pushed it away with his hands without even looking at this groveling person.

Snap!

A loud slap cut off his words, and Lu Chengfei spun around in circles with his eyes wide open.

It’s so cool and enjoyable. Only those who wantonly bully others are real men and real happiness! I want to be a man like him one day!

As he spoke, he pulled the old man and groped with one hand into his arms, just to pull out the fragile paper book.

Lu Chengfei's face suddenly changed and he said sadly: "Mr. Zhao, don't... don't, I have a discussion..."

Uncle Lu raised his head, with a tired look on his old face. He couldn't understand that this was his son who was immersed in work and had to endure all kinds of hardships to raise him.

Then he can experience true happiness in this sense of gap.

Then he looked at the man who had been slapped by him, covering the right side of his face and looking at him in fear, pain and humility, as if he was begging him.

It's just that his right leg is lame, it looks like his knee was injured, and there are scars on his right fist.

"I came here in person today not to listen to your continued nonsense."

"Slap him"

"Come on, pump!"

The young man named Xiao Wei looked at his palm, clasped his fingers, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

This battle was so big that Lu Chengfei was so scared that he swallowed his saliva just by looking at it. He never dared to stand up straight.

It is only now that I feel the happiness I once had from this slap. I am alive again, and I owe all of this to Brother Zhao!

He was so grateful that he looked back at the man behind his back who was puffing out smoke. His eyes showed not only gratitude but also longing.

“Cut the nonsense”

Upon hearing this, Lu Chengfei immediately ran back obediently like a dog, and said cautiously: "Mr. Zhao, you said you have something to say..."

When he stood up, the person behind him immediately handed him a black mink velvet coat to put on him. There were about ten people standing behind him, all of them were sturdy men about 1.78 meters tall or wearing loose suits.

Or they are wearing leather jackets, and everyone has a fierce face. Just by looking at them, you can feel the feeling of "unkindness".

The young man's smile grew bigger and bigger, from a shallow smile to a wild laugh.

Originally, there was no need for him to do things like debt collection personally, but he just liked this kind of work, liked this kind of overwhelming others, liked this kind of controlling everything, liked this kind of condescendingly looking down on this group of poor and weak people.

Feel.

"Ah? Me...me?"

Mr. Zhao turned to the side and shouted: "Xiaowei, come here."

With this "good hope" and "motivation" in mind, he slapped Lu Chengfei in front of him even harder, making this humble and cowardly man feel like a spinning top, and even his own slap hurt.

And he didn't dare to obey their words. He immediately turned around and shouted at the old man squatting in the corner: "What's going on? Mr. Zhao has come here in person. This is just for us and the two of us.

How long are you going to put off this matter? Hurry up and give it to Mr. Zhao, he has a lot of things to do every day, so we can’t neglect him!"

Mr. Zhao frowned and took a puff of the cigarette, then blew out a puff of green smoke into the face of the young man in front of him, and said helplessly: "Xiaowei, what's wrong with you? I am the youngest among the younger generation.

Take good care of you”

Ever since I was violently defeated by that man, I felt like I was wilting over the past few days. I was so fearful that I didn't even dare to leave the door.

Where did he have the face to say such things to himself? How shameless can a person be?

"Enough!"

"You are still hesitant about this kind of thing? Why, you are timid after being beaten once? It is not a bad thing for young people to suffer a little loss. I will definitely help you find your place in the future! I specially brought you here today to see the situation,

It also helps you regain your confidence. The most important thing for young people is not to lose their courage!"

Damn it, this is what it feels like! Slap others, beat others, let these guys look at you with fear and begging for mercy, and then continue to be abused by you in this look!

Mr. Zhao said to him with an indifferent expression.

Mr. Zhao over there yelled impatiently, and then shouted: "Come here!"

When Lu Chengfei saw this, his face was very embarrassed. He immediately turned around and shouted at his father: "I told you that Mr. Zhao was coming today and asked you to prepare some Dahongpao or Longjing. Why haven't you done it yet?! This white water can accommodate people.

Mr. Zhao!"

Mr. Zhao, who was standing behind and watching, was so satisfied that he took a breath of smoke and slowly blew out smoke rings.

Yes, that’s right, that’s what it feels like!

Simply wonderful!

This feeling allows him to realize first-hand that life is not equal. Some people can be superior, while some people can only be like cows and horses.

Mr. Zhao stood up from his chair and said impatiently.

Just like the sense of security and happiness at home on a thundering and rainy day, I have what others have, I am superior to others, I am rich and others are poor...

However, Lu Chengfei had been invaded by drinking, sex and gambling all year round, and his body was extremely weak. In terms of physical strength, he was completely inferior to his father, who had been working in the fields all year round. After pulling and dragging for a long time, the old man did not move at all, but he was panting.

Soon a figure came over with a slight limp. This was a tall and thin guy. He looked very young and not yet an adult, but his physique was already close to that of an adult.

"Okay"

He slowly uttered a sentence to stop Cheng Wei, who was already fighting.

"Stop fighting...stop fighting..."

Lu Chengfei, whose cheeks were red and swollen, turned dizzy and staggered to Uncle Lu, and shouted miserably:

"Da! Save me...you save me...I am your son!"
Chapter completed!