Gamers Are Fierce

　　 "Fuck, this horrible weather."

　　 Cheng Wen pressed the cigarette **** into the dirty and dark ashtray, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and simply closed the page of the gaming website.

　　 He keeps his head and wears a big tank top and panties. He is of medium build. He doesn't have much muscle, but he has a colorful dragon tattoo on his chest.

　　'S full-faced face is inlaid with a pair of vicious and arrogant hanging corner eyes-he likes to stare condescendingly at others with these eyes, watching them obediently look away.

　　 Vagrant, local ruffian, gangster, these are Cheng Wu's labels. Stealing, robbery, forced buying and selling, these are his main business.

　　 "Brother, brother! Open the door!"

The dilapidated door of 　　 rental house was banged, and the voice of his brother Cheng Wu rang outside.

　　 "Call the soul!"

　　 Cheng Wen scolded and stood up, opened the door, and rushed in with Cheng Wu, who was almost carved out of a mold. He patted the door and pressed a piece of paper on Cheng Wen’s nose and shook, "Look."

　　 "Look at your horse."

　　 Cheng Wen tore off the paper and glanced at it frowning.

　　[Notice of missing persons: Fang Erzhu, male, 21 years old, native of Yin City, height 1.72 meters, weight 60 kg, short hair, suffering from mild mental retardation, lost in the south of the city on the afternoon of June 23,

　　 was wearing a black T-shirt, gray sweatpants, and blue sneakers when he lost. His family has not recovered him yet.

　　 If anyone in the know sees this person, please contact the family members and would like to give out 100,000 cash in person to thank you!

　　 Tel: 188*

　　 June 30, 2019. 】

　　 Cheng Wen raised his head and said to Cheng Wu: "One hundred thousand?"

"Hundred thousand." Cheng Wu's expression was a little excited. He pointed to the picture of the man on the missing person notice and said, "Or, give me a call? Just report an address and say that we have seen the trail of this fool. Maybe you can make thousands of dollars."

　　 It's a pity that this lost young man has slanted eyes and slanted mouth, and has absolutely no resemblance to Cheng Wenchengwu, otherwise he could make more by pretending to be lost.

"Row."

　　 Cheng Wen nodded, got on the chair, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number on the missing person notice.

　　 beep, beep, beep.

　　 The call hasn't been connected for a long time. Just as Cheng Wenchengwu was cursing and about to hang up the phone, the call was connected.

　　 "Hey! Who!"

　　 There was an extremely loud voice from an old woman on the other end of the phone, Cheng Wen Cheng Wu was full of joy,

　　 If you want to cheat, old women are the best targets.

　　 And the other party's voice is loud and dull, which means that her ears are not working well, her hearing is hard, and it is likely that her brain is not clear.

　　 Cheng Wen's eyes slanted, Cheng Wu immediately understood, closed the window of the room, and turned off the big **** TV on the wooden box in the living room.

　　 Cheng Wen cleared his throat and said loudly into the phone: "Hello? Grandma, I have news about Fang Erzhu!"

　　 "Huh?" The old woman's voice paused, and then exclaimed excitedly: "Er Zhu? Er Zhu! Where are you? Grandma has a hard time looking for you..."

　　 Her voice was already choking and crying at the end of the words, and people with a slight conscience would rise into embarrassment, but Cheng Wen Chengwu just looked at each other, and there was joy in her eyes.

　　 "Grandma,"

Cheng Wen said loudly: "We saw Erzhu on the road, so we took him home, gave him a bath, fed him a meal. He was tired after walking on the street for a day, and now he is asleep. "

　　 The old woman quickly said: "Yes! This kid just likes to sleep, let him go to sleep, don't wake him up."

　　 Cheng Wen slowed his voice, "Grandma, I think the missing person notice says there is a reward of 100,000 yuan..."

"Yes, yes, Erzhu is too pitiful. He has lost his father and mother since he was a child. Even if he was lost, only my old woman would look for him, and he had to take out the coffin and ask someone to find him... Thank God, I finally found it."

　　 Cheng Wen felt even more happy. There was no one in the other party’s family except the old woman, which made it easier to start.

　　 immediately made up his mind and said, "Grandma, we have to guard the second pillar at home to prevent him from running around, or you can come to our house with the money, our address is..."

　　 Cheng Wen reported the address again and repeatedly confirmed that the old woman had written the address on the paper before hanging up the phone.

　　 One hundred thousand yuan is enough for a rogue like Cheng Wenchengwu to take a risk.

　　 Even if the old woman is willing to "cooperate", everything will be fine,

　　 If they don't "cooperate", the two of them can run away on the spot if they steal the money.

　　 The two people waited anxiously in the rental house. They waited from the afternoon to the evening, and waited until late at night, without eating.

　　 Cheng Wen waited in the house, Cheng Wu went down to the first floor and waited on the street for the old woman to find him. The two smoked several packs of cigarettes, and the soles were covered with cigarette butts.

　　 "Fuck, this dead old woman will come."

　　 Cheng Wu looked at the moon high in the night, felt the coolness of the night breeze, waved away the mosquito on his furry arm.

　　 Just as he complained, an old woman walked slowly from the corner of the street.

　　 The old woman was short in stature, with a curved back, plain clothes, white hair, slow steps, and tightly holding a bulging cloth bag in her hand.

　　 The old woman walked across the street corner, raised her head and slowly looked at the street signs on the roadside. Cheng Wu, who was ecstatic in her heart, hurriedly greeted her~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and kept chatting, and at the same time stretched her hand towards the cloth bag.

　　 It's a pity that the old woman held the bag in her arms, her eyelids drooped, and she kept calling her grandson's name.

　　 Cheng Wu was afraid of crowded people on the street, and quickly helped the old woman into the deep alleys and slowly climbed up the rugged concrete steps of the old residential buildings.

　　 "Grandma, let me hold it for you." Cheng Wu tried to take the cloth bag, and when he touched it, he smelled of old clothes.

　　 Old man smell.

　　 "No need." The old woman turned sideways, protecting the cloth bag, her dim eyes a little alert.

　　 "Grandma, let me hold it for you!"

　　 The old woman shouted in the corridor: "No, I'm looking for my grandson!"

　　 Her voice was as loud as on the phone. Cheng Wu was afraid that other residents on the floor would hear the sound, so she stopped talking, thinking about going into the rental house and making plans.

　　 He didn't speak, but the old woman was slowly climbing the stairs while chattering: "My grandson, my grandson, grandma came to pick you up, grandma came to pick you up..."

　　 "啧".

　　 Cheng Wu slapped a toothbrush, really think she was too slow to walk up, after looking around, whispered: "Grandma, or I will carry you, so I can hurry."

　　 "...Okay." The old woman turned around, squeezing a smile on her pale face, and nodded slowly.

　　 Cheng Wu turned around, squatted on the ground, raised his hands behind him, "Come on."

"Ok."

　　 Behind Cheng Wu's invisible, the old woman leaned her neck back, opened her mouth, and her mouth expanded to a huge, very large scale. Under the dim light of the corridor, it was like a torn shadow puppet.