Global Movie Emperor - Vol 2 Chapter 529

“Bonnie />

“I am, sir.”

At the airport, the staff picked up the passport, and the photo was compared with the old man in front of him. Compared with the photo, he was much older, with black hair mixed with silver threads, neatly pressed under the cap, and his face was wrinkled. Age spots appeared on all corners of his face. He was wearing a suit, which should be some years old. Even if it was dyed by him without wrinkles, it looked a little shabby due to the baptism of the years. Cheng’s fist was placed in front of his belly button, and when his somewhat cloudy eyes met the staff, he tried his best to show kindness.

“You have lived in Magnesium for more than 30 years, why do you want to come back?”

“I miss home…”

Looking at the sharp eyes of the staff, the Asian old man, who has entered the age of hearing, gave the answer after thinking for a moment.

The stamp was stamped on the passport, and after a ping-pong-pong sound, his passport was handed out by the staff along the window, and he could go home, the home he hadn’t been to for more than 30 years.

“Welcome home, Mr. Rossi.”

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Like humans, cities have lifespans, the difference is that people are buried when they die, and humans are buried when cities die.

With the replacement of traditional urban construction by emerging blocks, a large number of traces of human existence have made the bustling streets of the past synonymous with dirty and messy, and only a few lucky blocks will become indelible in traditional style symbols. The sign, but his home is obviously not in the kind of neighborhood that can become an attraction.

Passing through the commercial street occupied by a large number of refugees, every time he passed these old shops, he would always miss the beautiful scenery of this street, but now, the pieces that were not cleaned up during the day became the garbage at night, the remnants of indulgence at night It is difficult for people to clean up the things, and once they come and go, they become what they are now like a garbage dump. Every once in a while, you can see refugees and homeless people sleeping soundly from the corners.

This place has become a slum that the locals despise, and it is also a dangerous area where tour guides prohibit tourists from visiting at night. Violence is common, and human trafficking occurs from time to time. Even the people who live here have no sense of security. a breeding ground for criminals.

How dangerous it is for a dying old man to pass by, it is clear from the vicious eyes of the homeless people who are not asleep. If it is not in broad daylight, it is inconvenient to do it on the main road, and Bonnie doesn’t look like it. He looks like a rich man, otherwise he should have been lying on the ground and being searched by others at this moment.

Fortunately, far away from this block in the center of the old city, the remote corners can be seen. At this time, it is autumn, and the corners of the street are filled with bright yellow ginkgo leaves, hiding the unbearable corners of the old city. , Against the background of the bleak atmosphere, it seems that this dilapidated street has a quiet and decaying beauty.

He walked slowly, as if being dragged on the soles of his feet by time, holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms, he walked straight to the cemetery, chatted a few words with the cemetery manager, briefly identified the direction, and walked towards the goal of this trip.

The tombstone in front of him should have been untouched for a while. The black marble was beaten by the wind and rain, and there were obvious dust marks on the surface. He squatted down gently, took out a towel from his arms and wiped the tombstone clean. The photo of the woman posted on the tombstone was older than when he left, but it still looked familiar to him.

The flowers were placed in front of the monument, and the kraft paper wrapping the bouquet was rustled slightly by the wind. He opened his lips, which were shiny with saliva, and opened and closed them. In the end, he didn’t say a word. He could only stretch out his palm and gently stroke it. The cold stone tablet closed her eyes and remembered the way she once stroked her hair.

The ginkgo tree began to be naughty again. After being teased by the wind, he generously gave Qiufeng his only gift. The leaves fell slowly, gently covering the woman’s photo, as if he didn’t want to see the man’s old face again. , or, it is because they do not want men to see that their charm is no longer present.

The wind was cold, consistent with water, pervasive, and easily penetrated Bonnie’s clothes. He felt the cold, so he stayed for a while. When he got up, he shook off the leaves on his body, only to notice that there were several young men standing silently beside him. , Several of them didn’t want to meet Bonnie’s eyes, and when they looked at each other, their eyes floated around, feeling inexplicably embarrassed. Only a middle-aged man’s eyes were indifferent. mild hostility.

Several men are not like good people. All exposed body parts have tattoos of similar styles. They are not dressed formally, or they are very inappropriate. They seem out of place in a solemn occasion like a cemetery. Standing in front of Bonnie, Like a street gangster trying to do something wrong.

Bonnie and the man who was standing in the crowd were a bit fat and bearded. He seemed a little nervous, seeing that the man was about to stray from him, he still couldn’t hold back his throbbing, and softly called out the man’s name.

“Andrew.”

“Ok.”

“Is this your friend? Can you introduce me to it?”

Bonnie raised his hands to his chest, folded his hands, and smiled and nodded to Andrew’s comrades with kindness. This gesture also received a response from the other party. Several people smiled and greeted them in embarrassment, but they remained silent. Looking at Andrew with an uneasy feeling, I hope he will introduce himself.

“They don’t have to know you.”

After all, the man walked up to the tombstone, flicked away the leaves covering his mother’s photo, knelt down on one knee, pressed the tombstone with both hands, and kissed the woman in the photo, and put the flowers that Bonnie brought. Picked it up and tossed it aside before answering Bonnie’s question.

“I just wanted to talk to you

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^, I would like to know how your life is now. ”

“No, I’m living a good life. As long as you don’t appear in front of me, I’ll be very happy. I don’t want to quarrel with you in front of my mother’s tombstone. Let’s go.”

“No, I just…I just…”

The father and son who had not met for a long time, Bonnie swallowed the words and said nothing. Now Andrew is hostile to him, any consolation and warning will arouse Andrew’s disgust and anger. In the past 30 years, he has never been in Andrew’s office. Having played the role of a father in his life, now, he does not have the qualification to intervene in Andrew’s life. Bonnie just feels indebted, so indebted that he did not dare to say a word in the face of his son’s misunderstanding.

If he was there, would Andrew go to college like other people’s kids, sit in the office drinking coffee and play on the computer? If you don’t study well, you can live a stable life in a repair shop or factory? When he thinks of this, the bitter taste fills his heart. His dress is obviously difficult, and his tattoos are obviously related to gangs. His son has become the bottom of the mafia. When we meet again 30 years later , Bonnie really blames herself.

However, he still did not dare to say a word. Facing a father who abandoned his wife and son before he could remember, Andrew was qualified to be rebellious to Bonnie like a child. Maybe he didn’t bother, and now the father and son are the best. good way of dealing with each other.

“I just… hope you’re safe.”

Andrew didn’t answer, didn’t even look back, just waved his hand in disgust, as if to drive away the disgusting flies flying around him. Bonnie saw this and didn’t speak. Before leaving, he took off his top hat and gently bowed to his friends. Bow, turn and leave.

“Andrew, please take care of you.”

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(35 years ago)

“Bonnie, I don’t want to see Torres home the day after tomorrow.”

“I promise you, boss.”

“Camora owes you a favor.”

The old man got up, walked around the desk, walked gently to Bonnie’s side, patted Bonnie on the shoulder kindly, waved to the person next to him who was about to get up, and sent Bonnie away in person.

The door was closed, the bright sunlight was blocked, and the long and narrow corridor was dimmed again. Bonnie stood at the door of the reception room for a few seconds before turning around and leaving. Occasionally, he would meet the family members of the key figures, and occasionally took off his hat to greet him until he walked out. The villa, stepping on the gravel-covered road, got into his old Cadillac, drove away from the manor, parked on the side of the road, put down the seat, put his head in his hands, looked at the roof of the car with erratic eyes, and fell into contemplation.

He’s going to be famous, if he kills Torres the day after tomorrow, but it’s not worth his joy, ten years ago, when he was a young boy, he might be excited, give the mortal enemy head-on, kill the old man The godfather’s son is enough to make him a big name in the city, and even a new underworld icon.

But now that he has been with the gang for so long, he gradually understands that those who become members of the gang and do dirty work for the gang can’t live a high-profile life, and a high-profile life will lead to a high-profile death.

But the task is handed over to you, and you have to complete it. If you do this job, you will have a chance to live. If you refuse, you will really die. After thinking for a while, he straightened the back of the chair and put the Roll up the window, kick the accelerator, and drive away.

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Soon after sunset, a large cloud of dark clouds followed, and soon raindrops fell to the ground. In a very short period of time, the torrential rain was torrential. Although the summer heat was relieved, the rain came in contact with the still-warm ground, and the heavy fog rose. Like a high wall, blocking the view.

Outside the bar, someone took advantage of the rain to relieve the heat at the door, and grabbed the beautiful beauties while chatting and laughing. They just heard a bang, and even the heavy rain couldn’t cover up the huge sound. They instinctively followed the sound and looked into the distance until A few seconds later, a pair of headlights shone through the thick fog, and it took another few seconds to see its shape. A boxy old blue Cadillac slowly drove to the door before letting him observe it. The man behind the vehicle breathed a sigh of relief.

The halogen bulb is lit with high temperature, the rain is evaporated when it runs across the lampshade, the light mist is lingering around the light beam, the vehicle is turned off, the door is opened, a black umbrella is stretched out, and the black-haired black-eyed Asian man gets out of the car Getting up and down, rearranging the suit and straightening it, the cigarette **** in his mouth flickered, and he waved to the man at the door.

“Hey Bonnie, what was that sound just now?” asked the man standing at the door.

“I didn’t see a puddle in front, so I drove in. It should have hit the chassis.”

“Okay, startle me.”

Bonnie didn’t answer any more, went up the steps in three or two steps, put away the umbrella, dumped the rain, handed it to the woman beside the man, and went straight into the tavern.

The heavy rain had been falling for several hours without stopping, which naturally affected the business of the tavern. There were only a few sullen men drinking with their female companions, and when they saw Bonnie came in, they got up and greeted politely.

He waved at them as well. Bonnie walked into the bar, opened a bottle of anisette and took a sip. The bartender handed over a key. After he took it, he walked into the wine room. There was an iron door inside. The door, a hot air rushed over, mixed with the smell of sweat, alcohol and cigarettes, sour and choking.

But Bonnie was accustomed to this smell. He listened to the shouts and shouts from the house with a blank face. He saw gambling tables in front of him. The chips were covered with green tablecloths. The young girls walked around the gaming tables in close-fitting clothes. After seeing the acquaintance winning money, they hugged the man from behind enthusiastically, and smiled and accepted the tip they handed over.

The red-faced gambler didn’t notice his presence, nor did the girls and dealers who could notice Bonnie.

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^ will say hello to distract the gamblers who are already on top, just nodding, he enters the side room, a man who will never face the gamblers their open room.

Inside the house, a male lion was sleeping soundly in the cage. He was awakened when he heard the sound of the door opening. After seeing Bonnie, he returned to his original position and lay down. Obviously, the male lion was already accustomed to his presence. Move with Bonnie.

On the other side, there is also an iron cage, curled up with a man covered in red fruit and covered in blood. His hands are hung on the iron cage, his head is buried between his hands, and he seems to be dozing off. He kicked the iron cage, woke the man up, and looked at Bonnie with fear.

“Did I let you sleep here? On the last day, if I can’t give you any money, I will really feed you to the lion.”

“Bonnie I…”

He kicked the cage again and kicked the man’s begging back. Bonnie sat on the boss chair, took a sip of wine, threw the cigarette **** into the man’s iron cage, and spit out the dim light bulb. After the cyan mist, he slowly said: “I need to be quiet, and you also need to think about whether money is more important or life is more important.”

The man kept his mouth shut, and Bonnie drank the last bit of anisette, took out a revolver from the drawer, loaded the bullet, tucked it into the waistband of his trousers, and left drunk with a cigarette in his mouth. room.

Outdoors, the rain was intermittent. After the dark clouds dissipated, a bigger moon would usher in. The rainwater accumulated on the potholes and muddy roads reflected the moonlight. The accelerator, splashing water, the large-displacement engine roared, and in the blink of an eye, it galloped away.

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Time has passed, the sun has risen, and the city with rapid economic development has begun to be busy. Everyone dresses very fashionably. After all, this is Italy, the post-war economic miracle, and the fashion country where clothing and luggage are looted by the world.

A yellow-skinned, dark-haired man marched against the flow of people to the residential area. His steps were messy, he was holding a black jacket in his hand, and there were still wine stains on his shirt. Although he was dressed appropriately, he was drinking like this early in the morning. The people who are sober will always let the sober people avoid it, and without anyone to help, they just swayed forward and entered an apartment building.

He took out the key, opened the mailbox after several attempts, took out a pistol from his coat, threw it in the mailbox and locked it, took the elevator, and went to the fifth floor, 503, which was his home.

“Dong dong dong… Open the door, open the door!”

She kept her head close to the door to maintain her balance. She slammed the door with her right fist and shouted at the people in the room. Soon, the door was opened, and a blonde woman was wearing an apron with a rice shovel in her hand. , watching the drunk man outside the door also started a fire.

“Bonnie, why do you always come back drunk early in the morning! Other people’s husbands go out to work in good spirits every morning, but my husband doesn’t know where to go every night until he comes back in the morning! I’m so sick of it !”

“Fart, you can’t bear enough, you can’t leave me at all.”

Ignoring the woman’s screams, he held the woman’s body and lifted her up. The woman picked up the rice shovel and patted Bonnie’s head lightly to intimidate, but it didn’t work at all, and was easily thrown to the sofa by Bonny. .

“Andrew is still sleeping, and I’m still pancakes…”

This reminded Bonnie, raised his head cautiously, and moved to the stroller like a thief. Looking at Andrew who was still sleeping, he couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief. He couldn’t coax the child. Ancestor woke up, otherwise he wouldn’t think about doing anything else this morning.

He retracted his head, the woman was still pressed under him, and he clasped his arms and stared straight at Bonnie. Seeing this, Bonnie put his index finger on his mouth and snorted, before lowering his voice and using a mosquito-sized volume to reach woman’s ear.

“Then let’s come quietly.”

“Go away, the pot is going to burn! I’ll wake Andrew up if you’re not serious.”

Bonnie immediately raised his hands and surrendered, sat down to the side, took off his shirt, and wore a white waistcoat, revealing his strong shoulders. Seeing the woman slowly climbed up, he couldn’t help but light her ass. Kicked lightly.

“Isn’t the pot about to burn? Why don’t you go quickly?”

“You **** drink to death. I want to remarry a good man. I really don’t know how many wrongs I have done when I marry you.”

“What’s for breakfast? I’m starving.”

“Whatever I do, you eat what you want. You are not qualified to pick and choose! It’s best to starve to death.”

Having said that, breakfast was quickly brought to the table by the woman, with a cup of coffee and a freshly baked tortilla, Bonnie came to the table with his hands on his hips, and when he saw that he was eating this again, he frowned, pinched the round cake with his fingers, and turned it over. He glanced at each other again and threw it aside.

“I eat this kind of thing every day, am I a mule? Or a cow? It’s already mushy…”

Before she finished speaking, she was refuted by the woman: “It’s not a good thing you did. You can eat it if you don’t want to. The money you left at home is only enough for this. Do you still want to eat croissants and German hot dogs? If you eat it, you will earn more money back!”

“I can’t complain two more words?”

“I just cook **** for you, and you have to eat it for me too.”

“I won’t eat it yet! Let’s see what you can do with me.”

After that, he swooped forward and carried his wife up in the same way as before, but this time the target was no longer the sofa, but the room. The scolding and scolding gradually disappeared until a long time later accompanied by the cry of the child, She was disheveled and went out to breastfeed, while Bonnie lay naked on the bed and ate cold tortillas. When the child fell asleep again, both of them lost their anger and stared at each other for a while, feeling sleepy after drinking. also

Dear, this chapter is not over, and there is another page ^0^ came up, he closed his eyes, and took the opportunity to fall asleep under the bright noon sun.

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When a new day arrived, as always, he was awakened by a nightmare. His wife was still sleeping soundly beside him. He leaned over gently and did not dare to kiss his forehead, for fear that his actions would wake her up. He was just like a wild wolf, sniffing gently. He sniffed his wife’s scent, then tiptoed out of the house. When the temperature was the lowest, the wind was a bit strong and slightly cold. He wrapped his coat, took out the pistol from the mailbox, stuffed it into his arms, and set the car on fire.

While waiting, he lit a cigarette, and from time to time, his eyes unconsciously looked through the car window to the upstairs window that was not yet lit. This was the gentle harbor he had been looking for for a long time, so that he could be by the side of the woman who loved him. Falling asleep, but obviously, people like him are not qualified to live this kind of life. If you do this business, you must understand that many things are not destined to be what you want. He, a person who specializes in dirty work for gangs, wants to find someone. The destination of the soul is destined to be a fool’s dream. Even if he hides his mother and son well, no one else has discovered their existence for such a long time, but this man who lives a bloody, **** life is not blessed to enjoy Such an easy life.

He, too, was the destroyer of the beautiful Garden of Eden he longed for.

Kill a few other people’s families, turn around and go back to your own home to hold the child and enjoy family happiness? Obviously impractical.

So I will be unconsciously afraid, afraid of the dark night, afraid that one day, the mortal enemy will find this hidden paradise of the soul, and use the guns to smash all this to smithereens.

I wanted to stay away, reluctant to give up, and wanted to hug, but under the stimulation of blood and alcohol, it became more and more difficult to control this gradually irritable heart.

He threw the cigarette **** out of the window, rolled up the car window, and took a last look at the home that made him so nostalgic. The morning light was a little light, the sun was rising, and his eyes were fierce, like a beast that chooses people to eat. , with a heavy kick of oil, and drove off into the distance.

The next second after he left, a warm yellow light lit up. His wife stood by the balcony and watched him leave, wiping the corners of her eyes with her palm.

After living with him for so long, if she really doesn’t know anything, it is the real lie.

The day and night life, the fake beard and glue in the drawer, the blood on the cuffs, and the pistol that occasionally comes out of the letterbox, all the clues are connected together, and she knows all about it, but she doesn’t dare to mention it at all. and the silent truth.

She is the wife of a mafia member. After discovering this terrifying fact, her lover also relaxes her identity secrecy work. The two know the bottom line, but they pretend to be ignorant to maintain the marriage, but every time When her husband went out in the early morning like today, she would always stand by the window, praying for his safe return.

After all, Bonnie is the child’s husband, the backbone of the family, and the lover she married with without any regrets back then, even if he was a mafia.

That also admitted.

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As a new-style gangster, Camorra did not inherit the old-school tradition of using blood as a bond to maintain family unity and order. Instead, it expanded disorderly, attracting immigrants from various countries, such as South Americans and Asians, and even in Establish branches in other countries to open up world routes for the gang’s d-product business.

Starting from Colombia, Mexico and other production areas, passing through Europe, and finally reaching the American continent, the d product costing one dollar is transported, and the final income can be added with three zeros after the cost price. Such exaggerated profits make countless people jealous, and among them The battle between the mafia groups that control the huge trafficking industry chain has also become more and more intensified because of the d products.

Maybe you wake up in the morning, drink coffee, and look at the newspaper you ordered, and you don’t care about the news about the death of one or two people in the Mafia Rush published on the main page, but the reality is that the number of deaths in each Rush will come later. Add a zero to get the true number of deaths.

Countless vendettas, unresolved grievances, and several weekly strife make the members of the major gangs startled, constantly wandering between life and death. It is definitely not a joke. The spirit is highly concentrated every day, and the pressure is also constant. The accumulation has led to the fiercer and fiercer fighting among the members. The friction caused by money has gradually turned into cruel revenge between the mortal enemies. Such a morbid life has lasted for three years, and when will it end? All this bad, for today’s Bonnie, is still unknown.

And today, he will personally add another heavy touch to this **** fight between old and new gangs.

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In the early morning of the new day, before the sunrise, his wife was still sleeping soundly beside him. He leaned over gently, not daring to kiss his wife’s forehead, for fear that his actions would wake her up. He was just like a wild wolf, sniffing gently. The smell of his wife, and then tiptoed out of the house. At the time when the temperature was the lowest, the wind was a bit strong and slightly cold. He wrapped his coat, took out the pistol from the mailbox, stuffed it into his arms, set the car on fire, and looked up one last time. The window of the house, the light was not on, he drove away.

The next second after he left, a warm yellow light lit up. His wife stood by the balcony and watched him leave, wiping the corners of her eyes with her palm.

After living with him for so long, if she really doesn’t know anything, it is the real lie.

The day and night life, the fake beard and glue in the drawer, the blood on the cuffs, and the pistol that occasionally comes out of the letterbox, all the clues are connected together, and she knows all about it, but she doesn’t dare to mention it at all. And yes, the silent truth.

She is the wife of a mafia member. After discovering this terrifying fact, her lover also relaxes her identity secrecy work. The two know the bottom line, but they pretend to be ignorant to maintain the marriage, but every time When her husband went out in the early morning like today, she would always stand by the window, praying for his safe return.

After all, Bonnie is the husband of the child, the backbone of the family, and the

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^ The lover who entered the marriage hall with no regrets, even if he is a mafia.

That also admitted.

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At noon, on a crowded street, he made a phone call to the illusory person in the phone booth, his eyes wandered around, trying to find the killer who was also hidden around him. After all, it is impossible for him to do such a big job alone, Godfather. When his son goes out, at least seven or eight stable bodyguards are required to accompany him, especially in such a bad situation today, the entourage is naturally only a lot more.

He naturally needs helpers in such a lineup, and the manpower is arranged by the boss. Although they have the same tasks, they may not know each other. This is what Bonnie needs, so as not to get caught and pull out the radish and bring out the mud, let himself He also fell into it. At present, the search for accomplices is only a precautionary measure. If he really has acquaintances, he needs to disguise again to avoid being recognized by acquaintances and reduce the risk factor to a minimum.

In the end, he looked to no avail. He glanced at his watch. He walked out of the phone booth with a coffee cup in his hand and hid beside a light box in a barber shop. He pretended to look through the fashion magazine just now. The information from the informant was accurate. Torres The arrival time was not much different from what Bonnie had calculated.

According to the intelligence, this time he was going to have lunch with a congressman. The boss emphasized that if the congressman arrives first, he can only give up the assassination temporarily and choose to spread his manpower to block the three roads that Torres can go home. The result is Bonnie What I don’t want to see is that once Torres is on his way home, the manpower will have to act separately, then the risk factor will be greatly increased, and it is easy to change from a one-sided shooting to a large-scale rush. It is too difficult to kill a person who is protected by layers of protection, not even wearing bulletproof vests.

Bonnie didn’t want to take this risk, but he couldn’t decide the progress of the matter. Everything depended on God’s will. He could only silently watch the restaurant that was still full, reject new customers, and gradually empty the restaurant. The staff of the restaurant quickly cleaned up and prepared to welcome the prince and politicians.

About five minutes later, a black convoy came slowly from the east. It was Torres, that’s right. This was great news for the killers who were ambush here. It was the death knell that sounded Torres’ death.

The owner of the hotel had already come out of the door, looking forward to the arrival of the distinguished guests, rubbing his hands with a smile on his face, until the convoy stopped, and a strong man took the lead to get out of the car to make sure that there was no mistake, then he dared to approach the car sandwiched in the car. Lancia, in the middle of the team, gently opened the door for the protagonist.

A sturdy thigh stepped on the ground, and in an instant, fine beads of sweat appeared on Bonnie’s forehead, and the frequency of his heart beat increased. The tall and burly man finally stood up and shook hands with the restaurant owner with a smile on his face. , Bonnie immediately noticed that a few people on the street began to move towards the restaurant, he followed closely behind, holding the gun in his coat, and walked forward with his head bowed.

The gunshot was not the first to attack by Bonnie. The gunshot came from Bonnie’s right front. An accomplice ran across the street and shot Torres directly in the back of the head.

The gun was too impatient and the target was not accurate enough. It only hit Torres in the right shoulder. After a scream, the accompanying bodyguards reacted immediately, hugged Torres in his arms, and rushed towards the vehicle not far away, ready to take Torres with him. They fled the scene, and the other bodyguards responded immediately. A firefight was still unavoidable. A large number of passersby screamed and fled, only the two sides still drew their guns and shot at each other.

But just as Torres resisted the pain and opened the car door, a stream of heat flowed over his head. He glanced up, took him in his arms, and used his body to cover the bullet for him. The bodyguard was shot in the forehead, and the bullet spun strongly. When it passed through the head, a huge hole was punched in the back of the head, and a large amount of blood mixed with brain organ residues washed into his face. He couldn’t help looking at the direction of the bullet. A man with an Asian face wore a top hat. , holding a revolver in his hand, the black muzzle is aimed at himself, let him subconsciously prepare to shoot back, but unfortunately, he is not a rapid-fire gunner, the weapon in the opponent’s hand, the first to spew out a tongue of flame, a sharp pain in his chest, The scorching bullet penetrated his sternum, and the temperature could instantly scald the muscles, then reached his heart, and finally drilled a hole in the left collarbone, followed by his face, and he could clearly feel his The eyeball was blown, and the bullet was shot obliquely from the eye socket. It was a hundred times stronger than the drill. In the blink of an eye, it rushed out of the defense of the skull and shot from about three centimeters above the ear, followed by another gunshot. , pierced his Adam’s apple, and through bone conduction, he could clearly feel that the cervical vertebrae were passed through the middle by the bullet, causing his head to tilt back unconsciously, and a large amount of blood gushing out from his nostrils. The last thing he could see, It was the man who shot him with lambskin gloves, walked into the alley calmly, and then… there was no more, he fell heavily to the ground, pressing on the bodyguard who was the first to die, his eyes were blank , did not close his eyes.

Bonnie went around the back of the bodyguard at a tricky angle and successfully attacked Torres. He could clearly realize that Torres was dead and died in his hands. Putting the gun back in his arms, he tightened his grip. Windbreaker, lowered the brim of the hat and walked quickly through the alley, the gunfire behind him became more and more intensive, the whistle of the Kalashnikov machine gun kept echoing, steel, concrete, glass, and even human flesh became its attack. target, but this has nothing to do with him.

He drove away quickly, tore off the beard fixed with glue at the corner of his mouth, stepped on the heels of his shoes alternately, took off the shoes and took out the newspaper stuffed in the shoe pit, rolled down the car window, and made it three bigger The leather shoes of the size were thrown to the homeless man lying on the street taking a nap. The hard soles hit his head and woke the homeless man, but when he looked up to see who was throwing things, Bonnie had already turned right into the car.

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^ Another block.

The old block, this is the chassis belonging to Camorra, the dilapidated factory that Bonnie owns, and no one has the key here except him. It didn’t work, and all the clothes I wore today were thrown into the fire bucket made of oil cans, poured in gasoline and burned it clean.

He took off the license plate and threw it into the well. He took his old Cadillac and left here. He went straight to the port. The passenger ship was checking the tickets. , There were laughter and laughter everywhere, the wind was sunny today, the seagulls were circling above his head, and the breeze was blowing his hair, he turned his head, looked at the blue sea, and looked at the direction he came from.

Thirty minutes, the distance from **** to heaven is only a few kilometers, but for the Mafia, going to heaven requires a ticket full of blood.

No, it’s not a ticket, it’s just an experience card, heaven is just a short vacation, he will eventually land on another continent, where there is still blood and death waiting for him, the destination is Chicago, one is controlled by the five families. The place in the hand…

The whistle of the ship roared, the sails set sail, the wind was stronger, he turned his back to the sea, sat down on a bench, looked towards home, lit a cigarette, squeezed the cigarette **** with his thumb and **** and took a deep breath, the sea breeze made the smoke fill his face For a few seconds, he blocked his frown from worry, and stroked his hair fluttering in the wind with his left hand. On a sunny afternoon, he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

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The stars move, the crescent moon rises, and the bright sun is replaced by the dark night. At the dining table, the woman’s smile is still bright and moving. A pair of wrinkled hands support the sofa cushion, giving the body a supportive force. Breathing, he staggered and sat at the dining table. The moonlight made his white hair and silver shine, and also made the face turned away from it into darkness.

Poured a glass of water, the old man who could not see his face was drinking, suddenly, his movements choked…

“Jingle bell~Jingle bell~”

Since returning to Italy, he has always been afraid of receiving unfamiliar phone calls in the middle of the night, just like when he was young, he was afraid of the door that could not be knocked on, looking at the humming of the old landline, the sharp ringing tickled the nerves and made it highly tense. Tension, he gently put the cup on the table, staggered towards the phone, rubbed his hands against the chest of his shirt, wiped away the cold sweat that came out the moment the phone rang, and slowly reached out to the receiver, gently He lifted the microphone lightly and didn’t put it on his ear, just paused in mid-air for a few seconds, then gradually moved it to his ear, opened and closed his mouth several times, and then nervously said, “Which one?”

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After returning to China, he only saw Andrew once, in the cemetery. At that time, his wife was buried in the land. This time, he will meet Andrew again, still in the cemetery, but this time, it is Andrew who is buried. myself.

His son died, in a gang vendetta.

Three shots were shot in the body, all three were fatal wounds, two in the chest and one in the cheekbone, so that before he was buried, he could not show his face to say goodbye to his relatives and friends. He just covered a white cloth and slept next to his beloved mother. , Bonnie stood by and watched, not crying, not collapsing, only the face of grief and death was ashes.

There were not many guests at the funeral, and his friends who had been to the cemetery with him did not come to the scene. This is gang life. They will not mourn for a minion. When he dies, he loses his value, and the gang only needs Bring his body back and give his family some settlement allowance.

The guests were some of Andrew’s neighbors. They didn’t cry, they just walked through the scene. In the pastor’s exaggerated praise for his character, they left with flowers in twos and threes. Only one girl cried when the first handful of soil was poured on the coffin.

Sarah, Andrew’s daughter, his granddaughter, who is only thirteen years old this year, sees that her relationship with her father is so close that she keeps preventing others from carrying out a decent burial for Andrew.

Funerals in life are not as calm as those in TV dramas. There will still be people who will break down and be sad, make some irrational actions, and even cry when they mention the deceased many years later. Sarah should be such a person .

Fortunately, Andrew’s wife pulled her away, and Andrew was able to go into the ground, but Sarah couldn’t stop crying, sitting on the ground crying, which made Bonnie’s heart start to feel sad. If he hadn’t killed Torres, maybe he would have Will die in the subsequent gang fight, but even then, even if he is dead, Andrew will probably cry for him like Sarah is now. For Bonnie, death does not terrify him, a **** hand. A person’s only conscience is that a person like him deserves to die, he just needs a person, a child to cry for him, he needs a person who can think of him deeply when he dies, that kind of ending is enough to satisfy Bonnie, Instead of now, let him watch his child die.

He didn’t control his steps, walked towards Sarah unconsciously, leaned over slightly, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Sarah, but just when Bonnie thought she was about to take it, Sarah slapped her. In his hand, the handkerchief was knocked off, and it was infested by the moist soil.

“I know who you are! Go away! Stay away from me, my dad wouldn’t have joined the mafia if it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t have died if he didn’t join the mafia! I hate you! I don’t need you to pity me, Go away!”

She is not a well-behaved girl, and a street gangster can’t raise a well-behaved child. Her hair is dyed colorfully, and her mouth is full of swear words to constantly attack Bonnie. Even without the obstruction of Andrew’s wife, she will Standing up and beating Bonnie, a seventy-year-old old man, she was so aggressive, her eyes were sharp like a little tiger, and Bonnie stared into her eyes like this, but she was scolded by her like a child who couldn’t lift her head, hanging down. The head kept going backwards.

until she was Andrew

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He was kicked out, at his son’s funeral.

Sara’s words kept popping up in his mind, and the pain in his heart began to be like a sponge stirred up by a storm, with ripples that continued to reach the deepest part of his heart. He could only walk to the police car where the body was buried not far away. He hunched his waist, put his hand on the police car window lightly, and asked in a weak voice full of sadness.

“Sir, has the murderer of my son been found?”

“Uh… We will definitely catch the murderer as soon as possible, and we will definitely seek justice for you, please rest assured sir.”

The response he got was a guilty and compassionate answer from the police. It is very difficult to find the murderer in a gang vendetta. Even if he tried his best to identify the murderer, when the murderer was found, he would not be allowed to be killed by others. The most troublesome case for the police is the criminal activities of the Mafia.

But for an old man who is dying, especially an old man who has lost a child, words that are too far in the future may bring about this time. There are not many old people who are more affected. He can only make promises tactfully, maybe When he said these words, he would be ashamed in his heart.

Without the following, he just took off his top hat and bowed gently to the police officer, and walked away like this. The police no longer paid attention to the old man, and the funeral did not require his presence. His visit was associated with the autumn leaves falling on the water. The same, only in a moment to set off a small wave.

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In the summer rain, the dark clouds briefly covered the scorching sun. There was warm wind blowing in the drizzle, and it was blown into the room through the half-open wooden window, and the light gauze curtains were blown in the air. The sound, just in this breath, is occasionally mixed with some coughing sounds, which destroys the quiet atmosphere of the evening and the fatigue caused by the white noise of the rain.

He doesn’t like sleeping in the bedroom very much. He usually falls asleep on the old sofa. The sound from the TV or the radio can make him sleepy, and at the same time, he will not feel depressed because of the excessive quietness.

Soon after, he woke up, took the old watch on the table and the sky to judge the boundary between sunrise and sunset. The old brain needs more time to wake up, so he sat on the sofa and pondered for a long time before he slowly got up. He clenched his right hand in front of his mouth to block the droplets caused by coughing, picked up a thin sweater and draped it over his already hunchbacked body, unable to lift his feet up, his slippers rubbed the floor and walked to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

It has been a year and a half since Andrew’s funeral. He goes to the police station every week to ask if the case has any clues, but he is always told that the case is still under investigation.

Even if you use your own method to find the murderer, for an old guy who is very old and has been disconnected from local gangsters for 30 years, he basically gets the same result as the police. He is old and really useless. .

Perhaps this is God’s will in the dark. He didn’t die on the street, and his child compensated him for the numerous crimes he committed. This is a **** for tat.

It’s just that in the past year or so, he began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye. The collapse of his spiritual pillar made him lose the last trace of sustenance in life. He failed to protect his wife and his son. The goal of life has been completely fulfilled. Couldn’t find it.

Recently, he began to experience symptoms such as chest tightness, weight loss, and general weakness, which made him realize that he seemed to be sick. After all, the old man can perceive his own weakness faster than the young man, but he has accepted the fact that he is about to die, and does Well, fully prepared for the arrival of death.

When the rain stopped, the dark clouds took away the last trace of the brilliance hidden behind the mountain, put on clothes, went downstairs with the clothes to be washed and garbage, threw the clothes into the public washing machine in the laundry room, and looked at the laundry while waiting for washing. The so-called medical journals provided by Fang that peddled counterfeit medicines and promoted leech blood-sucking therapy to cure all ailments, occasionally tore up the page where others wrote the contact information of drug dealers and threw them into the trash. Gradually, the eyes began to appear heavy. Shadow, the text was constantly copied in his sight, he began to lose control of his body, and he swayed like he was drunk, and finally his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

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In the hospital, the night is like the day. He is wearing a hospital gown, leaning on the hospital bed and flipping through the fashion magazines today. It’s not bad. The retro trend that is popular this year is very similar to the style that was popular when he was young. It is more revealing than those in previous years. The more fashionable fashion is much better, and he can easily accept this style, just as he can easily accept the fact that he is seriously ill.

“The surgery is currently scheduled for the second half of the year. I don’t recommend you wait. Your illness won’t last that long, sir.”

“OK.”

“As for the cost of the operation, it will cost about 400,000 yuan, which is not a small amount. I hope you can prepare as soon as possible.”

“Forget it, I don’t have that much money, and I don’t plan to treat it anymore.”

“Then, I wish you good health, Mr. Rossi.”

The magazine was put away and placed on the bedside table on the side. He turned over and faced out the window, only to find that the rain had started to fall again, and it was even bigger than at dusk. Under the illumination of the street lights, he was able to see the whole street in a general way. , his eyes wandered, trying to find some breath of life by looking down on the street, but late at night, except for the tents of the homeless, the street was full of household garbage, and the drug addicts wandered aimlessly in the rain, doing it from time to time. Some actions that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

He waits for death like these people, or he accepts it as calmly as he does, or like the following group of guys who don’t speculate on which will come first tomorrow or the accident, in short, he will die here, and he has never met these people, but the same soul festers Together with the grass and mustards, they will become the tired people under this rotten city.

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“Hey Bonnie, how are you?”

The ambulance came screaming last night and naturally made a lot of noise. The neighbors around here are familiar after living here for so many years. They expressed their greetings to Bonnie who came back alone. Of course, that’s all, this old man He was not a good man when he was young. Although the neighbors didn’t know what he did, people who lived a stable life could still feel the breath of evil people, like a docile deer who was naturally sensitive to wolves.

No one wants to approach him for so many years. If he makes a lot of money in Magnesium and returns home, there may be women who will try to have **** with him for the sake of money, but he is just a desolate person who returns to this shabby place like a refugee. A poor old man in the neighborhood who wants to live, so he can only be alone. Someone can always see him on the sofa in a daze from the window opposite the house upstairs, but there is still no one to show mercy. He asked for it, but the old neighbors heard He had experienced the bad things of abandoning his wife and children, so when he felt the invasion of loneliness, naturally no one helped him.

In response to the other party’s words, the two of them stopped communicating and walked towards the house. There was a bill of payment for the TV business posted on the door. It was not expensive for an old apartment, but Bonnie, who was originally not rich, never did. I paid it off completely, tore off the form, and only glanced at the name. The envelope was never opened. I folded it into a ball and threw it into the trash after opening the door. There was a noticeable water spot on the carpet.

Sitting in front of the sofa, the window was behind the sofa, the sunlight slanted in, reflecting the shadow of the dust, but cutting the front half of the living room, he hid in the darkness with his back to the sunlight.

At this time, it was so quiet that even the collision between the dust seemed to be heard. He closed his eyes and rested. He was lonely as always, and this kind of loneliness was not because no one spoke, no one had dinner together, and no one called. A comforting phone call came from a mess that was suddenly discovered after returning home and had never been discovered before.

He put the blanket that had been thrown on the sofa over him. He wanted to go to sleep as usual, but the things in his mind gave his old brain a hard-won vitality. The things he was thinking about included his own future. life, do you want to make a coffin for yourself, and… on the day her wife died, she should be just like herself, waiting for death alone.

He couldn’t help turning his head and looked at the dining table under the window. The woman who was probably mad at him was still smiling brightly in the sun, but it had been a long, long time. She was just smiling and didn’t say a word. .

Confused, he held his head in his hands and looked at the ceiling. While he was brainstorming, the door that had not been knocked on for a long time suddenly moved. Subconsciously, Bonnie sat up from the sofa, but did not get up to open the door directly until he knocked on the door. It sounded a second time.

“Dong dong dong.”

The knock on the door was loud and without rhythm, like a knock made by an annoying neighbor’s child on purpose to disturb one’s sleep. He didn’t respond to the knock, and the vigilance he had maintained over the years led him to walk barefoot to the door. , looked out of the cat’s eyes sideways, until a colorful hair caught his eyes, he opened the door unexpectedly.

“Why did you open the door so late at home?”

“Sarah?”

The girl, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, looked dissatisfied, pouted and pushed away Bonnie who was blocking the door, and broke into the silence unceremoniously. Throwing the woven bag to the sofa, he walked directly to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and rummaged through everything he could eat.

She looked starving. Bonnie only drank one liter of milk. She opened the lid and drank the milk directly into her mouth. She burped and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. Throwing the box to the back at will, he picked up the toast and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bonnie stared blankly at her gobbling, and walked over involuntarily, getting closer to see her gulping her rations for the next few days.

“How did you know I live here?”

“My dad’s notepad has your address.”

“Where’s your mother?”

“She was gone when I woke up a few days ago. All the valuable things in the house were gone. She didn’t leave me a dime.”

She was surprisingly calm, as if she had foreseen the arrival of this day long ago. This cold tone seemed to tell a tragic story that had nothing to do with her and did not touch her at all. After all, her mother was not a good family. Women, those good women don’t have anything to do with the little mafia minions.

Chewing the bread, she was expressionless and stared blankly at the large open refrigerator. After swallowing the bread, she continued to rummage through the food. Unfortunately, there was not much food left in the refrigerator, so she couldn’t find anything. Raw food, closed the refrigerator door, sat back on the sofa, pushed Bonnie’s blanket aside, took out the makeup from the bag she brought to touch up her makeup, and said to herself, “I If I want to live here for a while, I will move out when I earn some money, and then I will pay you the room fee, which is what I owe now.”

“It doesn’t matter, if you don’t have a place to go, just stay here and don’t mention any rent.”

“That’s right, my dad said you owe him something. After I find a place to move out, we’ll settle it down.”

Her understatement, so casual, applying makeup that should not belong to this age group on her immature face, Bonnie looked at her, speechless for a long time, he didn’t know anything about his granddaughter, and at this moment, he didn’t know whether to be glad that she was strong enough , it is time to mourn her excessive precociousness and the calmness that can only be cultivated through suffering.

Her make-up skills are not good, but her beauty is outstanding. The white blood gives her clear facial features and a harmonious head-to-body ratio. Huaxia

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Buttoned the small mirror that came with the foundation box, and threw it into the bag. She stomped her face, the baby fat on her cheeks was squeezed around her mouth, and her chubby appearance made this heavily makeup girl show a little bit of cuteness and playfulness. .

“Where is my room?”

Bonnie pointed to Andrew’s room, she understood, and walked in with her only luggage. Bonnie didn’t go to help, try not to interfere with her personal space, he knew that this child hated him, he now The only thing to do is to try to avoid being hated by the granddaughter, so that she can stay here more at ease, after all, she is really desperate.

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I’m sorry, this article is really messed up for me. I wish everyone good luck in the New Year and a fortune in the Year of the Tiger.

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