Play Nice

Chapter 264: Chapter 264

At noon on Sunday, Shang Lingling answered a phone call.

"Hey."

Over there, self-reported: "Cen Si."

Jing Zhao was in Hongliu Lane. He filmed a documentary for the funeral home last week, and he had to deal with it later.

In the afternoon, Shang Lingling took a boat to Sanlong Island alone.

The cramped rental house was crowded with people. The sun could not reach the semi-basement. The room was damp and dark. Hou Yonghui curled up on the ground with his head in his arms. Four men surrounded him, punching and kicking.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned in pain: "Stop hitting."

The men turned a deaf ear and kicked him hard in the stomach.

He hugged one person's leg tightly: "Don't hit Brother Hong again, I will definitely pay back the money."

Brother Hong is a bastard from Sanlong Island, specializing in lending.Hou Yonghui had borrowed several times in the past two weeks, and they all smashed into the casino.

"What do you get back?"

"I, I..." Hou Yonghui rubbed his hands, his cloudy eyes were shining, and he continued to beg for money, "You lend me a little more, I have recently started transshipment, I will definitely win money, wait for me to win. The money will be returned to you immediately."

"I'm still dreaming." Brother Hong squatted down and moved his neck. A beast with a horned head was tattooed on his neck. The head of the beast was lifelike. He patted Hou Yonghui's face, "Wake up."

Hou Yonghui got up with his hands and feet on the ground and knelt at Brother Hong's feet: "Brother Hong, if you give me a little more time, I will definitely pay back the money."

"I've already given you a lot of time." Brother Hong stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm, "One arm is 50, you choose, which one to keep?"

Hou Yonghui sat back abruptly: "You can't chop off my arm!"

Brother Hong grinned, turned his head and raised his chin, signaling his brothers to do something.

The men gathered around.

Hou Yonghui stepped back again and again, waved his hands indiscriminately to resist: "Don't come here!"

At his age, where is the opponent of the three strong men, like a chicken, he was dragged over and pressed to the ground.

Brother Hong brought a kitchen knife from the kitchen.

Hou Yonghui was so frightened that he remained motionless and forgot to struggle.

Brother Hong held a kitchen knife and gestured left and right to his arm: "My hand is fast, so it hurts a bit."

"Brother Hong, don't, don't cut my hand!"

A rustling, a sound of water.

Hou Yonghui's crotch was wet, and the pale yellow liquid dripped to the ground, causing him to faint. Brother Hong laughed and scolded his grandson.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Several pairs of eyes in the house looked towards the door together.

The businessman wearing a lilac pullover was holding the doorknob, and her fluttering eyelashes were like a pair of butterfly wings. She stared at the kitchen knife, not afraid, but rather excited.

Like an elves in the wrong forest.

Brother Hong waved his hand mercifully: "Little girl, hurry out, we are doing business."

She was carrying a fluffy bag and pointed at Hou Yonghui with her fingers like green onions: "I'll find him."

Hou Yonghui suddenly got stuck as soon as he soaked his urine, and saw a pair of white sneakers walking in front of him, the pants were not as long as his ankles, and there was a lion pattern embroidered on a towel on the edge of the lilac socks.

"Hou Yonghui." Shang Lingling bent down and looked at Hou Yonghui, who was on the ground with bruised nose and swollen eyes, "Do you still know me?"

This face is so beautiful that you will never forget it after seeing it.

Hou Yonghui didn't dare to recognize it: "Little Miss?"

When he left the business that year, Shang Lingling was 14 years old, and now his face is open, much like her mother.

"Want me to help you?"

Sounds like an angel.

Hou Yonghui's eyes lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He pushed away the hand on his back and immediately got up: "Little Miss, help me."

Of course she is not an angel.

"It's okay to save you, but you have to be obedient."

Hou Yonghui didn't even think about it, and promised excitedly, "I will listen! I will listen to you!"

Just as Cen Si lit the second cigarette, Shang Lingling came out.

This building is an abandoned tube building. The corridors are very narrow. There are many sundries in the corridors. Domestic garbage is thrown everywhere. Some people will put stoves in the corridors to boil water. The ground is also wet.

Her footsteps are mechanical, and she's a little restless.

Cen Si threw the cigarette, stepped on it, and stretched out his hand to hold her.

She was forced to retract the foot she had just stepped out, and turned her head back with blank eyes.

Cen Si reminded: "The table."

She almost hit the table.

Her somewhat hollow pupils gradually focused, and she immediately shook off Cen Si's hand after she reacted: "How much do you want?"

His expression recovered, but he had no emotions: "I'll tell you after thinking about it."

The business leader raised his foot and left.

When she reached the stairs, she suddenly turned her eyes back and looked at Cen Si's unfathomable eyes: "Is Cen your real surname?"

Cen Si didn't answer.

"This surname is quite uncommon." Shang Lingling turned around and left.

Cen Si retracted his gaze and looked down at his tail ring.

"Master Cen."

Brother Hong came over and handed over the check that Shang Lingling had just left.

Cen Si folded the check in half, held it in his hand, glanced downstairs, and followed.Not too close, he is always separated by a long distance.

Shang Lingling stopped a taxi and went to the passenger terminal.She sat on a chair outside the ticket office and answered a phone call.

Cen Si hid in the crowd [-] meters away, smoking without saying a word.He changed his cigarettes and smoked the lady's.

Shang Lingling borrowed cigarettes from him before.

About a quarter of an hour later, a passenger ship docked, and Jing Zhao got off the boat and walked to the business leader.

"Leader."

The business leader looked up.

Jing Zhao came in a hurry, and he forgot to bring the umbrella that he didn't leave often: "You should let me accompany you."

After the business leader got on the boat, he told Jingzhao that she had gone to Sanlong Island, and he could only sit on one boat as soon as possible.

"You have work to do."

"The job doesn't matter to you."

She twitched her lips, trying to laugh but couldn't: "I saw Hou Yonghui."

"Ah."

Jing Zhao sat beside her.

A gust of wind passed, and she immediately shrank her neck and her nose was red: "I forgot to put on my coat when I came out, it's so cold."

Jing Zhao took off his coat and put it on her: "Is it still cold?"

"It's still cold."

He opened his arms and hugged her tightly: "you can tell me or you don't need to tell me."

He knew she was sad.

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　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)