criminal mentality

Chapter 133 The Hateful
The young man sitting on the ground tried his best to struggle to stand up, but he was already inconvenient in his legs and feet, so how could he get cheap from Boss Huang's subordinates who held him firmly behind his back.The young man had a pale face, and gradually stopped struggling expressionlessly, and sat down on the ground resignedly, with his head drooping, no matter how much Boss Huang yelled and scolded behind him, he didn't make a sound.

Boss Huang felt his son calm down, and he felt relieved, oh my mother, this little bastard is really good at tossing. If I had known that he would bring me such a big disaster, I shouldn't have softened my heart and looked at him pitifully for a moment, and brought him home under the soft-heartedness of my wife.Take a look, within a few months after he came back, his business went from bad to worse, and he was about to close down soon.

Just as Boss Huang was about to scold his son to vent his anger, he raised his head and met the scarred face of Scar San, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was so frightened that his old courage almost broke. This big Buddha was forgotten.

In desperation, Boss Huang pressed his son's head firmly and knocked it to the ground, and smiled obsequiously at Dao Scar three times while pressing: "I'm sorry, I frightened Dao Boss, you have a lot of adults, don't talk to this little bastard!" In common sense, I asked him to kowtow to you to apologize, if the boss feels that he is not angry enough, the little old man will hand over this bastard to the boss, and let the boss handle it."

The young man slammed his head on the floor, and the thumping sound from the concrete floor obviously pleased Scar Three. He squinted his eyes and sat directly opposite the young man as if enjoying himself, accepting the young man's words with peace of mind. prostration.

Wen Mo couldn't stand it any longer, stood up and stopped him loudly: "Stop! Let him go!"

Dao Scarsan opened his squinted eyes, and with one eye the knife flew towards Wen Mo, but Wen Mo stared back without avoiding it.Scar Three thinks about their police identities. Although he is already an old fritter who has entered the palace three times, he is not afraid of the police, but thinking about the trouble he may bring to himself, he still rationally chooses not to confront them head-on. Instead, he quickly turned to Boss Huang: "Old man Huang, what do you mean? How can outsiders get involved in a small matter between us. It seems that our brothers will have to come and go frequently after this small shop. .”

Boss Huang heard the meaning of the threat in Scar Three's words, what?Frequent visits?Oh my god, these three days they have been sitting from noon to night, none of the guests dared to come to eat, and the old repeat customers were too frightened to come, not to mention earning money, they will pay for everything up.What made him vomit blood the most was that he couldn't even close the shop for a few days. Yesterday he wanted to stay at home for a few days to avoid the limelight, but he was approached by the gangsters under Scar III early in the morning. I dragged them all the way to the store, and it was fine if no one came, at worst I wasted some time sitting with them and trying to get a good attitude.The most irritating thing is that these people want to eat and drink in different ways every time they go back, and they also smash things for fun.If this continues, the small shop that he has worked so hard for more than ten years will collapse.

If you offend anyone, you can't offend Dao Scar San. Thinking of this, Boss Huang put on a straight face: "Why haven't you two left yet? Hurry up, hurry up, the store is closed today, don't get in the way here, really, so Big people have no eyesight at all.”

Scar Three also yelled furiously next to him: "Did you hear that? It's better not to care about the things between us. It's nothing to do with others. To save money, Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror. He's not a person inside and out." A group of his subordinates were also there. The side booed: "Let's go, we can't handle everything. We are willing to fight and suffer. It has nothing to do with you. Just stay where you are cool."

"That's right, don't look at the relationship between our knife boss and Boss Huang. Do you need your fake kindness here? Dogs take mice."

Some gangsters who were closer to Wenmo sat carelessly across from them, and spit out a puff of cigarette in Wenmo's face: "Elder sister, worrying too much makes me grow old, my sister is already young, see , This head has white hair, be careful of early menopause, premature aging."

The punks around all laughed like booing.Cui Zhijia pulled Wen Mo to the area behind him, protecting Wen Mo as a protector.

Looking at the man and the woman who didn't intend to go out for a long time, Boss Huang was afraid that Scar Sany couldn't wait for a while and blamed him for not being able to handle such a trivial matter, so he added another fire: "Hey, I said you two What's going on? They told you to get the hell out of here right away. What's wrong with not being able to understand people's language? A good dog is not in the way? You two are not even as good as a rascal dog? Go away, it's really bad luck, no wonder there are so many people in the store today. There are no other guests, so it was you two plague gods who came to the door!"

Wen Mo couldn't help but be amused, there really are people who bully the weak and fear the hard, the poor people must have something to hate, the words of the ancients are simply too reasonable.This Boss Huang behaved like a different person in front of Dao Scarsan and his son, which is not worthy of sympathy at all. It seems that they are really good people in vain. Others don't know how to flatter them, so why should they be annoying here?As for the young man kneeling on the ground, even though he suffered such a great humiliation, he never asked them for help. Don't be like his old man, they are all idiots who cannot be supported.In order to avoid being bitten again, the two of them left the small shop quickly without further trouble.

It wasn't until two streets away that Wen Mo's chest felt congested. Although no one took a bite of the meal just now, Wen Mo obviously lost his appetite now. Cui Zhijia tactfully didn't suggest Wen Mo change. Place to fill up.

Considerately sent Wenmo home, and watched her disappear from sight, Cui Zhijia drove to work.In the afternoon, Cui Zhijia walked a little windy, and the smile on his face was so bright that it scared people to death.After taking half a day off to go back, besides smiling at Wen Mo, the person who can't be more serious to others, what's going on today?

In the end, Xie Yixin, who was the most courageous, took the initiative to ask everyone's doubts. Cui Zhijia looked around, although everyone was busy in his hands, but obviously his ears were pricked up and wanted to listen to gossip colleagues. Among them was Director Li. Convulsions, this group of boring guys, how could he have misread this group of colleagues before, thinking that this group of colleagues is the same as when he was abroad, they are related to work during working hours, and they don’t talk about anything other than work, it doesn’t matter after get off work , live their own private lives without disturbing each other?Cui Zhijia believes that as long as he tells the story of going out to lunch with Wen Mo, it will probably be rumored that the two of them are dating tomorrow.

What would happen if Wen Mo heard about it?Do you just ignore him from now on or beat him up first and then ignore him again?Think back to the Sanda class in school before, when everyone saw Wen Mo being weak and weak, but not even some of the male classmates in the class were her opponents, then think about how I have been sitting comfortably in the office for so many years Listening to the speeches of different people, although the body is in good shape, Sanda and free fighting have long been returned to the teacher, and now he is definitely not Wenmo's opponent.Thinking of this, Cui Zhijia woke up suddenly. He had just made a small progress, but he couldn't spread it in the unit, otherwise he might not know how he died.So, he closed his mouth wisely, no matter how intimidating and lure this group of people would be, he would never say a word.

After returning home, Wen Mo took a shower, nestled on the sofa and flipped through the news on the web, feeling a little uneasy about what happened in the small restaurant.What will happen to that poor young man?After hesitating again and again, Wen Mo finally took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a long time, and when Wen Mo wanted to hang up, it was connected suddenly: "Hello, hello." A tired bass voice sounded.

Wen Mo took a deep breath before speaking: "Captain Quan, it's me, Wen Mo."

Quan Zezheng's pleasantly surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah, Xiaowen, it's actually you. I think about it, I haven't contacted you for four or five years, right? I'm so busy, it's not interesting, it took me so long to think of me No, today you have to treat me to dinner to compensate me."

Wen Mo agreed with a smile, and made an appointment to meet at the McDonald's they used to frequent in an hour.Putting down the phone, Wen Mo couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, and contacted Quan Zezheng again to uncover the pain in Wen Mo's heart that she never wanted to touch.

Quan Zezheng was Xing Wei's boyfriend during his internship.In fact, the police station where Xing Wei practiced was in the sub-district office under the jurisdiction of Haiping District, only two kilometers away from the Public Security University, and the small restaurant happened to be within the jurisdiction.Quan Zezheng is three years older than Xing Wei, and came to the police station four years earlier. He is considered Xing Wei's master. At the beginning, Quan Zezheng fell in love with Xing Wei at first sight, and he chased him very closely. In addition, he is nice, warm and generous, and has a good personality. Straightforward, quickly won the beauty's heart.Wen Mo has visited Xing Wei several times, and the sweetness and happiness on her face almost overflowed.Unfortunately, three months later, when their relationship was at its best, Xing Wei died in the line of duty.At Xing Wei's memorial service, the suppressed cries and silent tears of this 1.8-meter man made countless people feel distressed for him.After that, he stayed awake for three days and three nights, squatting near the murderer's house, and caught the murderer who was about to run home to raise money, so as to comfort the spirit who lives in the sky.

Since then, Wen Mo never took the initiative to contact him again, because they didn't want to face it, they lost their best friend and lover, and they just looked after each other without saying goodbye.Apart from the fact that the two meet each other in the cemetery every year on Xing Wei's death day, and say hello to each other, there is not much communication.

After so many years, Quan Zezheng has obviously changed a lot, and he has returned to his former enthusiasm and cheerfulness. I believe Xing Wei will be happy to see him in the sky.Forget it, not thinking about it so much, Wen Mo simply packed up and prepared to go out, catch up with old friends, and also went to inquire about the small restaurant.

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