THE FUNERAL SYSTEM BIG BROTHER HE GREW CROOKED BEHIND MY BACK - Chapter 43
“Yes, young man what do you want?” He put the mixed grain pancake on hand in a bag and handed it over to a certain guest.
“This, this, and this this ……” She ordered seven or eight things one after another, and then turned sideways to talk to Ruan Yuan, “This does not fill the stomach, let’s try a taste.”
“Zizi -” bright red tenderloin sinks in the frying pan, soon crisp into a golden brown.
When Yi opened his phone busy scanning code to pay.
Ruan Yuan’s fingertips slightly gouged the fabric of his abdomen, observing the poor sanitation of the stall car and sensing something.
“Well, here you go.” The eldest tore off some paper to wipe the sweat, and incidentally used it to wipe a little oil that leaked out of the outer packaging.
When Yi greedy mouth to take, about to take Ruan Yuan away.
“Delicious next time ha!” The eldest added hurriedly.
“Good!” She bent down to draw a bamboo stick out to the younger brother child smell, eyebrows arched, “is not a thief pull the fragrance?”
A large and a small shadow, in the cell doorway of the white lighting, looks very mingled intimate.
“Boss, come to a eight yuan mixed grain pancake, slightly spicy, no onion and garlic.”
“Boss, did you hear that? Eight dollars for the mixed grain pancake.”
“Oh oh, okay.” The eldest withdrew his eyes and resumed his hand, moving quickly.
The man waited only a moment to receive the pancake, and with a smooth bite, his face immediately turned bad, “Boss you still put onion and garlic for me! You can’t do this, you have to make me a new one!”
“Swish–” The roll down curtain of the small stall cart was pulled down, followed by the extinguishing of the small light bulb.
The man froze, “What’s this?”
“Can’t you see, I’m off tonight, you want me to redo it or come tomorrow afternoon in time.”
“??” I don’t think there’s a pancake vendor who leaves at nine o’clock.
“Shit!” The man threw the pancake in his hand into the trash can, cursing his luck tonight.
That night, the sound of flushing in the sixth floor toilet never stopped.
It was another night of deficiency.
Ruan Yuan could not easily cover his stomach and go to bed, and closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep without any thought of finding a problem.
I did not set an alarm clock, because tomorrow is Saturday.
When he woke up, the bright daylight had leaked through the curtain slit, carving an incomparably shiny vertical strip on the red-brown wood panel.
When Yi went to work, he only left a small note on the dining room table: Corn and meat flavored dumplings are in the freezer, take them out and cook them yourself. Study hard! You can watch TV only after you finish your homework!
“Regular without the intention of the line brush is not alive, line without the rules of the regular is floating, grass without the quality of the real form can not become words …… Although not professional calligraphy, your outgoing closing pen is learned from everyone, can be on the lobby.”
After a few sentences of objective evaluation, Ruan Yuan crumpled the small note into a ball and casually threw it into the garbage basket.
What is the use of good word practice.
This man is after all, the outside of the jade is not good enough.
The pot of water was brought to a boil, and then the dumplings were added.
The dumplings are fresh with corn and fresh meat flavor.
In other words, as long as the ingredients are frozen, cooked casually are more delicious than those made by Shiyi himself.
But in a few moments, he finished eating and went back to the bedroom.
When you come out again, the back has been hanging deflated school bag, the right hand heart grip is very tight, thin silver chains leak out, hanging in mid-air like a twisted teng snake.
The balcony light, increasingly blazing from the pot of fresh hanging orchids crevices into the house.
Finally coiled in the heart of his right palm, which was then spread.
The brightness there is reflected by the steel surface to a high, almost to the point of being able to pierce the eyes.
Ruan Yuan narrowed his eyes, pinched the thing closer to the eyes –
It is a silver bullet head.
5.56mm small caliber.
Generally speaking, the larger the caliber of the bullet, the more powerful it is.
But not exactly, like this one.
Once it enters the body it tumbles violently and then explodes with energy in a very short period of time, causing extreme damage to human tissue, so severe that it can create a hollow-point effect.
In other words, its instant killing power on living targets is stronger and more ruthless than that of large caliber.
Ruan Yuan fingertips turn slightly, the lips converge thin, always interested in the lack of eye color at the moment ripples burst.
The memory of the sky gray crows, not far from a locomotive faintly first appeared.
He stood on the outside of the track, leaning against the yellow warning sign, not saying a word.
“Bang!”
Unexpectedly, a bullet burst out of the back of his head in the middle of his forehead.
It caught hot blood and thick slurry.
The sky went black instantly, and the ear was crushed up with the shrill honking sound.
At the end of his life, he laughed silently.
The first thing I wanted to do was to die, but I didn’t expect that someone would ambush him and send him on his way more quickly.
When the bullets turned over, a circle of marks once again reflected in Ruan Yuan’s eyes.
Inside were engraved with random letters, numbers, punctuation marks and special characters.
It was very small and quite a test of one’s eyesight.
“Password.” He smiled without a mountain of water, dark without sharpness.
