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Chapter 10 Extortion
My cohabiting girlfriend bought a live animal every day when she came home from get off work, such as chickens, ducks, geese, fish, rabbits... Once, she actually bought a lamb, which was white all over, with a delicate voice, like a clean elementary school girls.All these things were killed by her own hands.

One day she was sick and did not go to work.When I left home, she told me to buy a live chicken and bring it back after get off work.

Turns out I forgot.

I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and saw my girlfriend standing in front of me holding a sharp knife, muttering: "Kill..." Then, I shook violently and fell down slowly.

She killed herself.

The writer is looking for something to sell, and Gu Panpan is looking for something to buy.

The city is crowded with people, and the two of them bumped into each other unexpectedly.

The writer looked back at the conversation on the computer: 21 years old, southerner, 1.62 meters, 92 pounds, measurements 34, 24, 34, college student...

Definitely Gu Panpan!

From this day on, subtle changes have taken place in the relationship between the two.

In the past, he and she were lovers, one was a gentle speech novelist, and the other was a pure female college student.As soon as the transaction call was connected that day, the two of them seemed to be struck by lightning at the same time. The two beautiful images suddenly became charred, distorted, and extremely ugly.

The writer has not contacted her again.

In those days, he was listless when recording programs.

Ten days later, Gu Panpan tentatively sent a text message: Brother, hello.

Not knowing whether to feel ashamed for himself or for the other party, the writer did not reply.

Another week later, Gu Panpan sent another text message: Brother, what's wrong with you?
He still didn't reply.

Four days later, Gu Panpan sent another text message: 1 find 0, I want to see you.bite.

There was already some kind of threat in this text message.

He replied: I am in the office, come on.

Ten minutes later, Gu Panpan arrived.

This day is November 3th.

It was not hot yet, but she put on a brown suspender dress.In addition, she wore a pair of Hepburn's large white wide-brimmed sunglasses, which almost covered half of her face.

The writer's office is on the third floor of the film and television company.After Gu Panpan entered the house, he locked the door.

Gu Panpan was still so submissive, she quietly took off her sunglasses, put them on the coffee table, sat down on the sofa, and said softly, "Brother, how are you lately?"

The writer smiled awkwardly and said, "Same as usual."

Gu Panpan also smiled slightly, looked at the writer's face, and said distressedly: "You have lost weight."

The writer lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "You are fat, ha ha."

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Would you like some water?"

Gu Panpan said, "I won't drink. I'll leave in a while."

The writer thought for a while and said, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Gu Panpan smiled unnaturally, and said, "There is something..."

The writer nodded: "You say."

Gu Panpan said, "I'm really embarrassed to open my mouth..."

The writer said, "It's nothing, you're all here."

Gu Panpan said: "I have a younger brother named Youhui. He dropped out of junior high school and became a little gangster. He wandered around all day long, causing trouble, and his family was worried. A few days ago, he told someone Fighting, one miss, stabbing someone to death..."

Speaking of this, Gu Panpan cried, and tears flowed down her fair and tender cheeks, and fell on her plump thighs.

After a while, she continued: "People say that if my family gives money, this matter will be private. You know, my parents are farmers and have no money at all..."

The writer pretends to be confused: "Oh, what a nuisance."

Gu Panpan went straight to the point: "Can you...can you lend it to me?"

The writer's eyes fell, he looked at the pair of sunglasses on the coffee table, and asked, "How much do you want?"

Gu Panpan kept looking into his eyes and said, "99."

99 million.

This is undoubtedly a designed number.Just like selling a piece of clothing for 99 yuan instead of 101 yuan, customers seem to be more acceptable psychologically.In addition, 99 is not an integer, and it is 1 less, which seems more real.

The writer's face became very ugly, and he said: "I am a poor literati, you know, I have no money at all!"

Gu Panpan said: "Brother, I don't know anyone, so I can only ask you for help. Think of a way, and count as much as you can help! For the rest, I will work as a cow and a horse..."

The writer said: "As you know, I just divorced and gave all my property to my ex-wife. Now, I have nothing. I really can't help you in this matter."

Gu Panpan didn't speak anymore, just stared at the writer's eyes quietly - that was the eyes she had when she threw the live fish into the frying pan...

Finally, she slowly took out a piece of paper from her pocket, laid it flat on the coffee table, and said, "Brother, think about it. I'm leaving, and there are two people waiting for me downstairs."

After speaking, she got up and went out.

The writer was stunned for a while, then quickly ran to the window, and sure enough, he saw two young men walking downstairs.

This watery girl exposed her hardness for the first time.

That piece of paper is the bank card number

(End of this chapter)