I, the only extraordinary in this world

Chapter 39 Debt

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

Under the incandescent light with a low wattage, a few blue smoke slowly rose, hovering in the air and constantly changing its shape, like an elusive fairy.

The smoke comes from two cigarettes, one is Yellow Crane Tower·Golden Years, this kind of precious tobacco can be sold for more than [-] yuan. It is an expression of identity.

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

The posture of the person holding the Yellow Crane Tower between his fingertips at this moment is also quite in line 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, combing his delicate and shiny hair. The back of his head was shining brightly under the light, as if he was the master who controlled the whole situation.

But the real owner of this house, the old man smoking soft white sand, can only squat on the sill by the door, pulling out cigarettes one by one. He has already expressed his feelings.

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao drinks water"

Lu Chengfei bowed his back, nodded with an apologetic smile, and bent over, holding the tea mug and handing it to the chair.

The young man with his back combed his hair glanced at the tea mug with peeling white porcelain, frowning and undisguisedly turned his head away, and unceremoniously pushed it away with his hands, without even looking at the humble man.

When Lu Chengfei saw this, his face was very embarrassed, and he immediately turned his head and shouted at his father: "I told you that Mr. Zhao is coming today, and asked you to prepare some Dahongpao or Longjing, why haven't you made it yet?! Only white water can receive people." Mr. Zhao!"

"Stop talking nonsense"

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

"I didn't come here in person today to listen to your gossip."

When he got up, the people behind him immediately handed him a black velvet coat to put on. There were about a dozen people standing behind him, all of them were sturdy men with a height of about 1.7 meters [-], or they were wearing loose suits, or They were wearing leather jackets, and everyone had a fierce face. Just by looking at them, one could feel the feeling of "the visitor is not kind".

This battle was not small, Lu Chengfei swallowed his saliva in fear just looking at it, and never dared to stand upright.

As for what they said, he was even more obedient. He immediately turned around and yelled at the old man squatting in the corner: "What's the matter? Mr. Zhao came here in person. This mobilizer is just for our father and mother." This matter, this... how long will it be delayed? Hurry up and give it to Mr. Zhao, he has a lot of things going on every day, so we can't neglect it!"

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

But Lu Chengfei has been invaded by drinking, sex and gambling all year round, and his body is extremely weak. In terms of physical strength, he is not at all as good as his old man who has been working in the fields all the year round.

Uncle Lu raised his head, with tired eyes on his old face, he couldn't understand, is this the son he put his head down to work, and worked so hard to raise with shit and piss?

Where did he have the face to say such things to himself?To what extent can a person be shameless?
"enough!"

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

Hearing this, Lu Chengfei immediately ran back obediently like a dog, and said cautiously: "Mr. Zhao, you said you were talking about something..."

Mr. Zhao turned his face to the side and shouted: "Serena, come here!"

Soon a figure walked over with a limp. This was a somewhat thin and tall guy. He looked very young and underage, but his physique was not small and close to that of an adult.

It's just that his right leg is a little lame, and he looks like he has suffered a little knee injury, and there is also a scar on his right fist.

"pick him"

Mr. Zhao said to him indifferently.

"Huh? I... Me?"

Mr. Zhao frowned and took a puff of the cigarette, then exhaled a puff of blue smoke onto the face of the young man in front of him, and said helplessly, "Serena, what's wrong with you? I'm the youngest among the younger generation. look after you"

"Do you have to hesitate about this kind of thing? Why, you are timid after being beaten once? It's not a bad thing for young people to suffer a little bit. I will definitely help you get back in the future! I brought you here today to see the scene, It also allows you to regain confidence, the most important thing for young people is not to lose courage!"

"Come on, draw!"

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

Snapped!
A loud slap cut off his words, and Lu Chengfei turned around in circles with staring eyes.

The young man named Serena looked at the palm of his hand and shook it with five fingers, a smile gradually crept up his face.

Looking at the man who was slapped by him, he covered his right face and looked at him in fear and pain, as if he was begging himself.

By the way, that's right, that's how it feels!

The young man's smile is getting bigger and bigger, from the original shallow smile to an unbridled laugh.

Damn, that's how it feels!Slapping others, beating others, let these guys look at me with fear and begging for mercy, and then continue to be abused by myself under this kind of gaze!

After being violently defeated by that man before, he seemed to be wilted for the past few days, fearful and timid, and he didn't even dare to go out the door.

Only now did I experience the joy I once had from this slap, and I came back to life again, and all this is thanks to Brother Zhao!
He was so grateful that he looked back at the man with the back of his head who was puffing out the smoke. In addition to gratitude, there was more longing in his eyes.

It's so chic and enjoyable, only this kind of person who plays and bullies others wantonly is a real man and real happiness!I want to be a man like him someday!

With this kind of "beautiful expectations" and "motivated to do better", he slapped Lu Chengfei in front of him even harder, slapping this humble and cowardly man like a spinning top, even his own slap hurt.

Mr. Zhao, who stood behind and watched, took a breath of smoke in satisfaction, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

Originally, he didn't need to do things like debt collection by himself, but he just liked this kind of work, like this kind of overpowering people, like this kind of controlling everything, like this kind of condescending and looking down on this group of mediocre and weak people. Feel.

Simply wonderful!
This kind of feeling can make him realize that life is not equal, some people can be superior, and some people can only be cows and horses.

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

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

"okay"

He slowly uttered a sentence to stop Cheng Wei, who was already on the rise.

"Stop fighting...don't fight..."

With red and swollen cheeks, Lu Chengfei turned dizzy and staggered towards Uncle Lu, crying miserably:
"Big! Save me...you save me...I am your son!"

(End of this chapter)