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Chapter 17 The Night is Long and Dreams

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A breeze blew, gently lifting up a few scrap newspapers in the station square, floating and spreading onto the face of a man lying on the ground. The man suddenly became alert and woke up, and then touched his side, his heart suddenly jumped, looking around at the environment. Fengyu Novel Network

It was bald egg, with sharp and fierce eyes wide open, Lao Lu was still lying and snoring, the forest disappeared, and there was still a scrap newspaper where he lay. He got up to look at the surrounding environment, and his expression seemed hesitant, as if Xiaomu's disappearance made him unable to cope for the moment.

Hey, when he saw Xiaomu walk out of the waiting car slowly, his hanging heart was relieved.

He looked at him. This was a child who was not very experienced in the world. He was too young. It seemed that he was too worried. When Fang was about to sit down, he saw Xiaomu holding something on his body and stuffing it to the old man begging at the station. This scene made him feel ridiculous. Now he really believed that this guy was from a rich second generation, and he was so poor that he would give alms to others.

When he got closer, he saw Xiaomu carrying a plastic bag. The boy didn't know how to dress up. His face was clean and his clothes were neat. Even if he had touched the street stalls, he seemed to be very tasteful on him, and he looked handsome no matter how he looked.

Although Bald Egg doesn’t understand what taste is, I just think that the young man is different from others.

When he came back, he sat beside him. He actually bought breakfast, three servings, and found a pictorial. He put it in a shop on the spot. This dark corner instantly turned into a good place for picnics. When Bald Egg sat down, his face seemed to be warmed by the temperature of the breakfast, but he said, "You are stupid. You only have to eat on the road and give it to the old beggar at the door. That guy doesn't earn less than a civil servant."

"Materially, it can be poor, but spiritually, it must be a rich man, let's eat it." Xiaomu invited.

The bald egg kicked the old Lu and was still asleep, but Lao Lu didn't open his eyes, and he was still sleeping while humming, but he turned over and lay down again.

I couldn't help calling this guy, and the two of them ate the warm eight-treasure porridge and buns. I looked at Xiaomu several times and was attracted by Xiaomu's eating habits. The simple lunch box was placed next to my legs, and he would slowly savor spoonful of it without spilling it. He would break the small buns apart, as if he had just tasted it after confirming it was edible. The indescribable elegance made people feel that they were not mom at all.

So elegant, even Bald Egg was embarrassed to stuff two buns in one bite. He asked with a smile: "I don't think you are such an unlucky child, why do you seem to hear Lao Lu say that you were your father who sent you to the mental hospital?"

"I don't know what's going on now. I guess, forget it, family scandal, I'm sorry to say it." Xiaomu said, thinking of the package hidden in his home. He probably was the real reason why his father was cruel. He was really embarrassed to say it. He changed the subject and asked: "Brother Bald, I haven't thanked you yet. If you come to you, I can't go back that, I'm me."

"I feel uneasy" Bald Dan asked with a smile. Fengyu Novel Network

"Ah, you snatched someone's cell phone and you still have several hundred dollars. When I go back, I'll send the money back to this store. I'll leave his ID card." Xiaomu said, his conscience was really uneasy, even if it was for bread.

Bald Egg smiled, looking like he was listening to the stool. He finished eating quickly, leaning against the cement steps, touched his hand and smoked it. Xiaomu reminded: "Bal Egg, smoking is not good for your health, try not to smoke."

"Hey, I said you really think of yourself as that." Bald Dan wondered. This guy was very skillful in touching the roast chicken, but why did he become a gentleman in the blink of an eye?

"A gentleman is right? A person should be a gentleman in spirit, a warrior in action, a fighter in life." Xiaomu said, smiling and said, "This is also an ideal, but I can't do it either."

"I can't even grab a bag, I'm still playing a fighter here," Bald Egg said indifferently.

"You are doing the lowest level crime. You really don't have any technical content. I want to tell you something. Why don't you go back to Binhai with me and find a job for you? Some of my friends are doing well, such as drivers, security guards, clerks, etc., and they don't earn much, but they must be better than this one at a time." Xiaomu said, the sincerity on his face was definitely not a fake.

This made Bald Dan laugh and cry. He grinned and asked, "I'm fucking, you're saving me, the fallen young man."

"Well, I thought about it last night, and suddenly I found that this trip has gained a lot. I used to be in that small circle and didn't know the wonderful world outside. I saw a lot of this trip. No matter what the reason my father did these, I felt that I didn't hate him as much as before. In the past, I always felt that I was the most unfortunate person, but this time I saw that compared with theirs, my misfortune was simply to say that I was worried about typing new poems. When I go back this time, I must live seriously, and no longer like before. The purpose of living is to make things difficult for my father."

Xiaomu said, he organizedly packed up the cup and spoon he had eaten. What swept past him were the strange people in the mental hospital, each with their own misfortunes. They were the people they met overnight, and they were also struggling on the brink of misfortune. Compared to his previous life of having no worries about food and clothing, these stimulations touched him too much.

"So, you just want to do something good and save me by the way." Bald Dan asked with a smile.

"Well, you can still be saved." Xiaomu said.

"Is that right?" Bald Egg asked with a smile, as if she was teasing the child.

"It is this person who commits crime for money; it is this society that commits crime. You are the latter. Don't laugh at me. I have really studied crime. Although we are third-rate students and poor teachers in the pheasant university abroad, there is no shortage of practical opportunities. At the age of ten, I was crazy about the art of crime that I was crazy about." Xiaomu said.

"Crime" Bald Egg was so shocked that the cigarette butts burned their fingers. He threw the cigarette butt and said laughing and crying: "It's still art."

"Of course, violence or aesthetics. Think about it, a strange city, holding an AK, grabbing a bag of money, driving a luxury car, and beside a charming beauty. What a beautiful picture. Do you know why crime movies have a considerable market in the world? It's because everyone has a breakthrough rule in their hearts, ignore everything, and do their own dreams." Xiaomu said, the dream that the former was impossible to realize, and the rich life did not give him the motivation to do these things.

However, this idea did not resonate. After hearing this, Bald Dan suddenly realized: "I know why you were sent to a mental hospital. Haha, you are not even able to escape the road of disaster. Do you still want to hold an ak to grab a gun? You can play with it, and you have to have it too."

"Brother Bald, this is your old age. In the United States, buying a gun is as easy as buying a hamburger. Some middle school students have a guy in their backpacks and want to try shooting, which is easier than playing billiards here." Xiaomu said.

"You've played it," Bald Egg asked.

"Of course I've played it. I've been using several of them abroad, including 85 Ruger and 2,000 Colt models. I bought a custom version of the Colt signed by a master. Later, I gave it to people before returning to China. We planned to grab the Federal Reserve back then, but it didn't happen. No one dared to think about it and didn't dare to do it." Xiaomu said with a smile.

Bald Dan looked at him, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared. It was a complicated, puzzled expression, as if she was considering the truth or falsehood of this sentence. Xiaomu put away the bag and asked him with a smile: "I thought I was crazy and didn't believe it, and I went back to Binhai with me to take a look. There are a lot of photos of the shooting range, and I've tried all howitzers, haha."

"After all the time, you want to seduce me to the Binhai," asked Tudan.

"Oh, you guessed it right, you will definitely not regret it." Xiaomu said.

"I'm afraid you will regret it. I'll be targeted by the police sooner or later, such a smasher-and-pocketer." said Bald Dan.

"Official salary raises bastards, and heroes can't bear to see the people who live on the streets. I think you have the genes of heroes in your bones."

Xiaomu smiled, and his clear eyes made Bald Dan hide in embarrassment. He said in a concealed manner: "Get out, I don't like you, a irresponsible little man."

"Haha, it's not that he can smash and rob, but he is a man." Xiaomu smiled, carrying a garbage bag, and walked to the trash can next to the square, as if he was afraid that the leftovers would spill, so he threw it in carefully. He seemed to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. He bent down and picked up the paper scraps and plastic bottles that he had thrown around, and threw them all into the trash can.

Bald eggs were so disappointed that he wiped his nose. Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, he moved his body and touched Lao Lu. Professor Lu was not sleeping steadily. He rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze: "What time is it?"

"Do you think I'm a show of my face?" Bald Dan cursed with a harsh voice.

The professor sat up all of a sudden, looking around as if he was alert, with a solemn expression and awesome eyes. He cleared his throat and began to recite silently like chanting sutras. Today, I began a new life. Today, I climbed out of calluses full of failure and trauma. Today, I want to pick the fruit of wisdom from the highest and densest vine. This vine was planted by wise men several generations ago. I want to swallow every seed of success and let the new life burst into tears in my heart. The path I chose is full of opportunities, and there are also bitterness and despair.

The expression of a charlatan made Xiaomu stunned. This guy was like a wise man emitting holy light on his body. The difference is that he is now stinking sweat.

Pa oh.

Bald Dan slapped him on the ground, rubbed the pieces of paper and stuffed them directly into his mouth, threatening fiercely: "Howl, you are paralyzed, don't look at any place, wait to attract the police. Be honest, I will kill you if you get sick again."

Old Lu held his head and didn't dare to say anything. Xiaomu said in wonder: "Why am I so familiar with this?"

"I don't know that the spiritual chicken soup of that inspirational book was all mixed into soup by this group of pyramid schemes. This old guy just got sick regularly every day, and put it in their organization. It should be the morning exercise, and it was six o'clock." Bald Dan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the big bell at the train station rang. It was indeed six o'clock. Xiaomu thought about it in shock and couldn't help but smile. He handed the breakfast to Lao Lu. Lao Lu didn't say anything and took it apart without any image. The bun was dipped in porridge and stuffed it into his mouth. His face was covered with bruises and stains, and the graceful style of a professor once.

"Professor, I'm leaving, I'll miss you." Xiaomu smiled, Lao Lu ate, and said in a vague way: "Why don't you leave, my friend will come later and take you to the provincial capital."

Xiaomu laughed and asked, "Then choose a path full of opportunities, bitterness and despair."

"Ah, you have read the parchment scroll," Professor Lu was curious.

"No, what you said just now, stupid." Bald Dan slapped the back of his head, and the professor said in pain: "Bal Dan, don't be so vulgar to cultural people, okay? If you insult me, it's a shame for being gentle."

"Oh, you just pile up shit, no matter how you smell it, it smells bad, and you're still nimassive." Bald Dan said, slapped Lao Lu again. Lao Lu held the bowl and jumped up and ran over to eat.

Facing Xiaomu, Bald Dan became so gentle. He smiled and pointed at Lao Lu and said, "It's okay, he is just a lunatic. He is different from a normal person and will not hold grudges."

"Haha, I know Brother Tu, I." Xiaomu said goodbye, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. This fierce and powerful man reminded him of the kind of sad man in Yanzhao written in ancient books when he was a child.

"Get out, we'll be in the next life when we meet again." Bald Dan smiled.

"I don't know what your name is yet," Xiaomu asked, so polite.

"Where are you?" Bald Egg asked with a glance.

"I asked me to correct it. Maybe my subconscious mind was tampered with by a psychologist. I blurted out that my name was Lin Musheng, and I was a chef. I was not. My name was Mu Linshen. When I was a child, I found several Yin and Yang gentlemen and gave me this name, the three-character four-wood."

"My name is Zhang Kuang, the arrogant Zhang, the crazy crazy."

"Good name, domineering"

"Your name is also good, sissy"

The two of them looked at each other and laughed. Bald Dan stood up and showed him to her, and took her hands in her arms before leaving her place of residence. The two of them were stunned. Zhang Kuang, who had just known the name, was no longer crazy at this time. Subconsciously pushed Xiaomu and said softly: "Run quickly."

"Ah" Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lu Hongbo, who was holding a fast food cup and eating back with a look of disdain. He was not scared, but behind him, seven or eight men with white shirts, long trousers and short hair were following him, and he was approaching them.

"Baodan, didn't lie to you, my friend is here. This is Brother Baodan. According to my observation, he is a comrade with a tough style, a firm stance and a reliable background. Let's get to know him." Lao Lu smiled and the two leaders came up together, bowed and bowed ninety degrees, saluted to Baodan, stretched out his hand to shake hands. Baodan was a little at a loss and asked, "Old Lu, where is my money?"

"With me back to the provincial capital, I promise you will get more than 20,000 yuan. Then, the car is there. Do you think I will still lie to you?" Old Lu pointed and two cars, one car, and one Buick Business, were all cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

"That means, I won't go, it's hard," Bald Dan said disdainfully, clenching her big fists.

"It's hard not suitable for you, so you have to take the right medicine." Lu Hongbo threw away the lunch box, waved his head, and said generously: "Give him 20,000."

Someone respectfully brought the money to Zhang Kuang. Zhang Kuang continued bluntly, slapped his hand, and smiled and said, "Okay, it's rare to find such a happy boss now."

"Get into the car." Old Lu shook his finger and stepped abruptly, but he saw Xiaomu who had not had time to run away, as if Xiaomu was the important goal. Four people surrounded Xiaomu from front to back and forth. When Old Lu looked at Xiaomu with a smile, Xiaomu rushed to say, "Professor Lu, I won't go. I can't wash my brain. I won't wash my money. I won't meet you back."

"Hmph, I'm tough on this." Old Lu said: "Either get in the car or leave, or strip it naked on the spot and humiliate it in public."

Old Lu roared, not missing the old love at all. All his subordinates obeyed the orders, and Zhang Kuang was about to stop him, but Lu Hongbo looked back at him with a smile. Perhaps because of his soft mouth, Zhang Kuang swallowed back.

"Ah, don't slap"

"Fake, you bastard, grab my ticket"

"Ah don't do this"

"Old Lu, stop fucking"

Xiaomu was pulled out of clothes and pants. In an instant, the remaining money and tickets were taken away. Someone showed his butt ass in a slight manner. He swears in a hurry, but no matter what, it is useless. He was giggled by several men and pulled him into the car. When the door was closed, he ran away.

It seems that good people are really not good. They were just giving alms. There were many people entering and leaving the station. They were all away. They just pretended not to see them. Old Lu seemed a little crazy and didn't mind that Bald Dan was abused all the way. He said intimately: "The so-called gentlemanly demeanor is shameless and he has to be hard on them. He left."

One in front and the other behind, Bald Dan followed this group of people of unknown origin into the car and whistled away as if she was guilty.

In the bustling stations, no one has ever counted the number of public security cases every day, but there are probably no one who reports the case like this, such as pulling individuals or grabbing bags. After the small episode of this group of people, the station resumed the usual noise.

On the top of the bell tower, behind the maintenance manhole of the big bell, no one noticed that there were two people curled up here. When there were only two cars of the last number left in the surveillance mirror, a man staring at the mouth of the surveillance mirror whispered: The fish are out of hook and are about to return to the nest, eight are coming out.

He let go of the call button, and the rustling current sound soon sent back the order: Put them back into the nest, and you will withdraw immediately.

I understand, understand, immediately remove him and repeat the sentence.

Then the two of them packed up cigarette butts, snack bags, monitors, and captured the scene of eight people and two cars. They packed up and asked casually: "This old madman is really having a problem. No one in the mental hospital is visited, but so many people were summoned to answer the situation overnight."

"The godfather of the Northern School pyramid scheme, the super lecturer Lu Hongbo is crazy and only teaches, brainwashs others, and does not have money. He can't convict after arresting him a few times, but he will cause us to suffer."

"Is this disease pretending to be mentally ill to avoid blows, this trick is not new."

"Can't you not listen to our team leader? When he was reviewing him, he talked for fifteen hours in a row, all of which were inspirational education. He was so dizzy that he was so tired that he finally fell head-on and couldn't pretend. Yesterday, the mental hospital reviewed the matter, and a group of mentally ill patients were reading the contents of the inspirational books. Wherever this guy went, he would harm all the people and not even let the patients go."

“This is difficult.”

"It has to be done even if it is difficult. Only such a big lecturer can get in touch with the behind-the-scenes. The organizational discipline of these pyramid schemes is stricter than ours. How many informants have been sent in? Apart from paying some funds, there is nothing ineffective, and even the regional managers cannot get in touch with them."

As the two said, they went down from the manhole to the stairs, and were stopped by the passenger police at the exit. They seemed to be traveling with each other. The passenger police smiled and said, "The previous shift had an explanation and prepared two breakfasts for the two colleagues who were on duty. The two thanked them, walked and ate with breakfast, ran to the parking lot, got the breakfast in a few minutes, and left in a hurry.
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