District 9

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the door of the bungalow opened.

Tang Yuan suddenly sat up and looked up to see a group of men carrying steel knives walking into the house from the freezing and snowy outdoors.

Snowflakes drifted into the house. Yang Nan, the leader of the team, turned to look at the surrounding environment and cursed expressionlessly: "Xiao Zhi, this stupid dog, has been lying on the road for so long, and yet he was fooled by two ignorant people."

"Are you...?!" Tang Yuan fluttered open the quilt and instinctively grabbed the electric kettle on the bedside table.

"Bang!"

A young man rushed up, raised his leg and kicked Tang Yuan's chest and cursed: "Damn it, did you let me move?"

"Lie down and don't move."

"Lower your head."

"...!"

The two men held knives on Tang Yuan's neck, and they held his head down.

Yang Nan held a knife in his right hand and grabbed a broken chair from the side with his left hand and placed it next to the bed. After bending down and sitting down, he asked: "Where is the video taken in the Joy Palace?"

"What...what video?" Tang Yuan asked back with a trembling voice.

"Haha,? What do you think?" Yang Nan asked with a smile.

Tang Yuan hesitated for a long time and replied in a hoarse voice: "Sell it. Someone paid for this news, so I took action."

Yang Nan raised his hand to wipe the snowflakes from his short hair, turned around and looked at a piece of calligraphy hanging on the bedside and read: "The pen can write all the world's affairs, and a pair of clear eyes can see the world. Haha, are you still a literary young man?"

"Just... just to make ends meet." Tang Yuan was extremely frightened, his face turned pale and his legs were trembling.

"That's a bit loud." After Yang Nan commented on the writing on the wall, he continued to say to Tang Yuan with the knife in his hand: "Brother, I have always respected cultural people. If you return the things to me, I won't embarrass you. "

"I'm really sold."

"You think I'm a fool? I can come because I already know you want to report the crime."

"...!" Tang Yuan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and did not reply.

"Okay." Yang Nan stared at Tang Yuan for a while, and then suddenly changed his mind and said, "Let's talk about the things you photographed later. In this way, you first call your accomplice and find an excuse to call him Come to your house, okay?"

"After the things were sold, he left and went to Fengbei. He was also a freelance writer and was not often in Songjiang." Tang Yuan swallowed, too nervous to look at Yang Nan.

"Don't give me any face, brother?" Yang Nan asked, stretching his neck.

Tang Yuan was silent.

"Are you really not going to give it?"

"He does go..."

"Pfft!"

Before Tang Yuan could finish his words, Yang Nan stood up and slashed Tang Yuan in the face with a knife.

"ah!"

Tang Yuan howled miserably.

"Can you make a phone call?" Yang Nan lowered his head and asked.

"No." After Tang Yuan was stabbed, he looked at him stubbornly and shouted: "You beasts, won't you have children in the future? Ah?!"

"You educate me, huh?!" Yang Nan pulled away, pointed at Tang Yuan and shouted, "Come on, hold him down."

"I'm cnm!" Tang Yuan struggled to get up.

"You can write everything in the world with a pen, right? Then you have no hands, can you still write?!" Yang Nan's eyes widened, he raised the knife and slashed it down.

A few seconds later, Tang Yuan's heartbreaking shouts spread throughout the room.

…

Zhao's house in the urban area.

Zhao Bao was sleeping on the bed with his head covered.

"Dip Lingling!"

The phone rang. He opened his eyes drowsily, reached for the phone and picked it up: "Hello? Huh? What did you say... are they still there? Just wait, I... I'll be there right away."

After saying that, Zhao Bao jumped up from the bed in a panic, reached out to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on.

Less than two minutes later, Zhao Bao rushed downstairs with a thunderbolt, stole Lao Zhao's car key from the wall, and ran out of the house in a flash.

At this moment, it was still dark outside, so Zhao Bao stumbled into the garage, drove off-road, and rushed straight to Tang Yuan's house.

On the road.

Zhao Bao held the steering wheel with his left hand and dialed Tang Yuan's number twice with the phone in his right hand, but the latter did not answer. He looked down at the screen of his phone, forced himself to calm down, rummaged through his address book and dialed another person's number.

"Hello?" After a long time, a lazy voice rang on the phone.

…

Inside the large warehouse in Nanyang District.

Xiaozhi knelt on the ground with his head covered in blood, and kept kowtowing with fear on his face: "Brother, boss... I was wrong, I was greedy for money, and I was careless."

Pei Deyong smoked a cigarette and said with regret: "It doesn't matter that you are greedy for money, but why are you asking me to do it for fun?"

"Boss, I didn't talk to them in the name of the company, really." Xiaozhi immediately explained: "I... I will surrender, yes, I will surrender, and I will say that Piggy's business was done secretly by me... ….”

"Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at me in the black street now?" Pei Deyong's eyes were cold: "They have been squatting outside Zhicheng Gate for three or four days. You said that you did the piglet business yourself. Who would believe it? Video They were already filmed, so what’s the use of surrendering now?”

Xiaozhi was speechless upon hearing this.

"Get it down for him." Pei Deyong waved his hand with an irritated expression.

"Boss, look at..."

"Kang!"

The gunshot rang out, and before Xiaozhi could finish his words, the back of his head was shattered by a gunshot, and he lay on the cement floor with dull eyes.

Four young men, wearing gloves, grabbed Xiaozhi's twitching legs and dragged him away.

Pei Deyong put out the cigarette butt and ordered with a worried expression: "Call Yang Nan. Be sure to find out the identities of these two reporters and get the video data back."

"I know, boss." The man next to him nodded.

"You bitch, you don't have a brain." Pei Deyong pointed at Xiaozhi's body and cursed, got up and left.

…

The off-road vehicle sped along and quickly arrived at Tang Yuan's residence.

In the alley, Yang Nan, who had just pretended to have left, looked at the car parked on the side of the road with a sinister look. After seeing Zhao Bao rushing out of the car in a panic, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Catch him."

After saying that, all the horse boys were about to attack with their swords in hand.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the sound of police sirens suddenly came to mind, and two patrol cars of the Black Street Superintendent were also parked on the side of the road.

Yang Nan was stunned, and immediately turned around with a sullen face and cursed: "Didn't Xiaofang say that they don't know the other police officers?"

"Yes...yes." The brother behind nodded.

The doors of two patrol cars popped open, and seven or eight police officers got out of the cars with their guns drawn.

"Damn it." Yang Nan touched his head, turned around, glanced at Zhao Bao's car, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Did the host move out?"

"In the car." Ma Zai nodded.

"Let's go first." Yang Nan quickly turned around and greeted everyone.

…

In the courtyard.

Zhao Bao stumbled to the door of Tang Yuan's house and pushed open the ajar door.

In the room, on the bed, one of Tang Yuan's hands was chopped off, the other was smashed with a blunt object, both eyes were stabbed, and his face was covered with blood.

Zhao Bao was stunned. He stood at the door and looked at his friend blankly. He was at a loss for a moment.

"...Xiao...Xiaobao?" Tang Yuan shouted in a low voice.

"Bang!"

Zhao Bao knocked down the door panel and rushed into the room in a panic. He grabbed Tang Yuan with both hands and picked him up: "I... let's go to the hospital."

"They wanted to kill me... they wanted information, they wanted to find you... I... I didn't betray you." Tang Yuan responded in a daze.

"I...I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhao Bao didn't know where he got the strength. He held up Tang Yuan with both hands and rushed towards the door.

Stepping on snowflakes and bleeding all the way.

Zhao Bao rushed out of the hospital with Tang Yuan in his arms. The gray sky was filled with light, and the sun rose from the east.

Across the street, Qin Yu, who was called by Lin Nianlei, looked at Zhao Bao and Tang Yuan in shock, and was stunned for a moment.

Under the slowly rising sun, on the dimly lit street, Zhao Bao ran wildly while lowering his head and said to Tang Yuan: "Hang on, we'll get to the hospital right away...Tang Yuan! Open your fucking eyes, I'm the only one like you. friend……."

Running, desperate, just like that song.

Maybe the world is like this

I'm still on the way

…

Head down? Looking forward to daylight

accept all ridicule

Towards the wind? Embrace the rainbow

Move forward bravely

The light of dawn

will transcend the darkness

I can break all fears

find the answer

Even if you have to go against the light

Just dispel the darkness

drop all burdens

no longer alone

no longer alone

Maybe the world is like this

I'm still on the way

…

On the slippery snow, Zhao Bao lost all his strength and fell to the road with one foot missing. He hugged him with both hands and shouted hysterically: "Tang Yuan!"

"Go over, go over, save people." Qin Yu shouted immediately after coming back to his senses.