A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 210 Matilda, plan ahead! (Seek full order)

After breakfast, Hua Twelve took out the Yitian sword, and began to practice Quanzhen swordsmanship in the room. The practice lasted for several hours without any pause in the middle.

He wants to use hard training to retrieve his body memory as soon as possible, so that the martial arts stored in his mind and once belonged to him can exert its greatest power as soon as possible.

Suddenly his ears moved, and he heard someone crying in the corridor.

Walking to the door and looking out through the door mirror, I saw the girl from yesterday, with some bruises on her face and nosebleeds, crying and smoking a cigarette while leaning against the railing.

In John Smith's memory, the girl's father was the kind who worked on the streets, and her mother was in the skin and meat business on the streets. The two raised three children, and they were not very patient with their children's education, so this should be It was the girl's father who hit her, and similar behavior has happened several times in my memory.

Hua Twelve thought for a while, put away the Yitian sword, opened the door and walked out, walked straight to the little girl, and looked at her condescendingly.

The girl wiped her tears and said stubbornly: "Mr. Leon, don't pity me, I'm used to it in this family."

Hua Twelve didn't speak, and took the cigarette from the other party's hand, stuffed it in his mouth, well, he told the other party with his actions, don't think too much, he is just addicted to cigarettes.

"Kids don't smoke!"

Hua Shishi said something with a cigarette in his mouth, turned around and was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he stopped and took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and handed it over:

"Wipe it, it looks disgusting!"

The girl looked at Hua Twelve with a look of "I don't have a gun, or I will definitely kill you", but after a few seconds, she still took the handkerchief, because the crying just now made her nose run down, dripping On the chin, still dripping, sticky half a foot long.

Hua Twelve laughed heartily. If this was photographed and posted on the Internet, the scene of social death would definitely be gone.

Turning around and smoking a cigarette, he walked back casually, when suddenly a girl's question came from behind him:
"Is life always this hard? Or is it only in childhood?"

Hua Twelve paused, feeling that this sentence sounded familiar, he turned around and said with a serious face:

"Trust me girl, if you grow up, you'll be ashamed to smoke a three-pack for a dollar in front of other people, or at least a five-pack, so I think it's tough being an adult!"

The girl looked at Hua Twelve in bewilderment, completely unable to understand what this guy was talking about.

Hua Twelve took out one hundred dollars from his pocket, which is about one-twentieth of his current property:
"Can you help me go to the convenience store to buy two packs of cigarettes and two steaks, the rest of the money will belong to you, buy something for yourself, and make yourself happy!"

The girl looked at the money, then looked up at Hua Twelve, and suddenly said with a smile: "Do you want milk, Mr. Leon!"

Hua Twelve blinked helplessly: "It seems that Mr. Leon's shopping habits have been noticed by the neighbors, then well, girl, just bring me two boxes back!"

The girl took the money, turned around and ran downstairs. After running a few steps, she suddenly turned around and said, "You can call me Matilda."

After speaking, he shook the banknote in his hand, and ran away in a hurry.

Hua Twelve shook his head. Children in their youth are like this, rebellious and sentimental, but their mood changes quickly. He has experienced it too, right? I miss it.

Walking back to his room, just after closing the door, Hua Twelve paused: "Hey, motor or something, why does this name sound familiar?"

After thinking about it, well, he didn't even fully remember the name of the other party, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​remembering where he heard the name.

Turn on the TV in the room, intending to relax for a while, after eating the steak and replenishing nutrition, I will continue to practice martial arts in the afternoon.

It was tuned to the Chinese channel in New York, and the old Hong Kong film "The True Colors of a Hero" is currently playing, and I immediately watched it with gusto.

On the TV, the part where Brother Xiao Ma avenges Brother Hao in Ximending, accompanied by the Hokkien song "Don't Lose Your Mind", single-handedly, killing and killing, the sound of music, gunshots, in the beautiful Under the lens, it has merged into a violent aesthetic, and no matter when you watch it, it will make people feel excited.

boom!
A gunshot made Hua Twelve jump. No matter how the gunfight on TV was over, there would still be gunshots.

"No, it's a real guy!"

Hua Twelve took out a G17 with his backhand, quickly approached the door and looked through the door mirror, and saw a guy with a gun standing in front of the next door, and there was a gunshot coming from the next room, indicating that It's not a single person, but the other party should be targeting the next door.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't matter that the dagger would come to the door, Hua Twelve just looked at it while holding the pistol.

After a while, there was no movement in the room next door, and the person standing at the door hadn't left yet, but at this moment, the girl who went to buy cigarettes for him walked down the stairs with a paper bag full of it. up.

Seeing the man with the gun in the corridor, the girl was taken aback.

Hua Twelve murmured that it was not good, the girl's house was next door, he hesitated in his heart, if the other party did something to the girl, should he save her.

But at this moment, the girl walked over with her things in her arms as if nothing had happened, and walked past her house as if nothing had happened under the scrutinizing eyes of the gunman.

But when she walked over, she couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her eyes.

The girl walked all the way to Hua Shier's door and stood there, then stretched out her hand and pressed the doorbell. The gunman behind her kept watching her.

The girl didn't dare to make a sound, so she just kept mouthing: "Please, open the door, please, open the door quickly."

What happened in front of him seemed to activate Hua Twelve's memory. He suddenly remembered many things, including the girl's name, 'Matilda', and his current name, Leon!
"I'll go, this killer is not too cold!

Hua Twelve looked at the look of fear mixed with sadness and pleading on the girl's face outside the door, as well as the wailing but silent crying. He put a pistol behind his waist, opened the door, and complained:

"Smelly girl, I want you to go shopping, why have you been here for so long, where are my cigarettes?"

Matilda frantically took out a pack of cigarettes from the paper bag she was carrying and handed it to him. After Hua Twelve took it, she stepped aside and snorted:
"come in!"

Matilda seemed to be pardoned, but she didn't show any urgency. She still kept a steady pace and walked in with her shoes dragging on the ground.

Hua Twelve glanced at the man with the gun not far away, who was staring at him, and he quickly closed the door with a look of fear.

The person outside the door came over step by step, carefully putting his ear on the door, as if he wanted to hear the voices in the room.

Hua Twelve was already ready to do it. At this moment, sirens sounded from outside the apartment building. Obviously, the gunshot just now attracted the police. He was relieved, knowing that he was safe for the time being.

Sure enough, the people outside the door and the person who shot at Matilda's house left quickly.

Hua Shishi began to pack his things. He knew he couldn't live here. According to the plot in the movie, the people outside just now were the anti-narcotics police officers of the New York Police Department. I was tricked once, so I came here to kill and take revenge.

This is not the 90s when the story of "this killer is not too cold" started, but the age of the information explosion in the 21st century. Although I don't know why I encountered this story at this time, but since it has already appeared, I have to think about it What to do next.

As a neighbor, his neighbor was murdered all over the house, he would definitely be questioned by the police, or his personal information would be confiscated. Even if the police department recognized his new ID, there was no guarantee that his information would not be known by the fraternity.

So you have to get out of here immediately.

Hua Twelve thought to himself, it seemed that the plan had to be advanced, and he had to go to the assassin's agent to get back his money today, and then find a comfortable and safer place again.

(End of this chapter)