Chapter 71 71: Carlos
"Hendy, find a class and stop joining the gang." Carlos walked up to Xiao Hei, patted his shoulder gently and said warmly.
"F**k! Don't touch me, what are you yelling about!" Xiao Hei didn't think Carlos had any good intentions. His muscles had long replaced his brain, so he subconsciously punched.
Crack.
Carlos did not dodge, he also wanted to use some pain to punish himself for the mistakes he had made before.
Unfortunately, Xiao Hei was too ineffective. After punching Carlos, Carlos didn't move at all. Instead, Xiao Hei held his right hand and howled like a ghost.
"Oh! It's broken! My hand is broken!"
Another subconscious reaction, Xiao Hei kicked Carlos in the waist with his right whip.
Click!
“Ah—F**k!”
The screams echoed through this neighborhood where there were almost no patrols.
The younger brothers looked at Carlos as if they had seen a ghost. They were enlightened on the spot and learned to think with their brains. They did not act recklessly like their leader and took action at every turn.
Carlos had a hint of sympathy in his eyes, but he had no intention of helping directly. He just said to the younger brother behind him: "If you don't want your boss to lose his limbs in the future, just call him an ambulance."< br>
“No! Don’t call an ambulance!”
Xiao Hei sat up in shock when he was dying. He was so frightened by the word ambulance that he even forgot the pain for a moment.
"Go, go to Dr. White - ah! Don't touch my legs idiot! Find a stretcher, hurry up!"
Amidst the chaos, Xiao Hei was sent away.
Carlos returned to the gathering place of his "gang", and the monster was gone, leaving only wreckage on the ground.
He still doesn’t understand why he was let go, and it seems that he also gave himself a gift of power.
Unfortunately, this is probably a gift from the devil, and I will definitely pay the price for it.
But if he could use this ability to atone for his past sins, he would be willing to go straight to hell to endure eternal torture after death.
"Although you are full of evil, I don't agree with lynching. I only take what I deserve. In the future, I will not join the gang anymore, and I will find a way to rescue my sister from there." In the boss A stack of banknotes was dug out from the corpse, and he only took about one hundred, and the rest was stuffed into the corpses of other people in turn.
There would be no money left, he knew it, but he still had to do it.
One day later, someone discovered the putrid corpses in this room while stealing. It was also the brave man who suppressed his nausea and stole the valuable things. He may have discovered it out of conscience and disguised himself as a thief. Enthusiastic people called the police.
Carlos, on the other hand, went to the original place of his sister in his memory, but learned that she had been transferred by the gang, so he spent several days collecting money and asking around before finally finding his sister's whereabouts.
"Dujuan, there is a guest calling for you."
"Here, who is it? Carlos!" The younger sister's eyes widened and she turned to look at the madam, "I don't want to serve this guy. , find someone else!”
“Dana.” Carlos said.
"Stop!" Dana interrupted him and looked at Carlos seriously, "My name is Dujuan now, please call me by this name."
"Hey, hey, I Regardless of whether you are brother or sister or father and daughter, I have already collected the money. Come into the room, guest. Don’t worry, Du Juan will cooperate with you in whatever tricks you want to play. "The madam doesn’t care about all the bullshit. Money. Don't even think about asking her to take it out once it's in the bag. Dana took a deep breath, turned and walked towards a room.
Carlos followed her silently.
The two entered a room with red lights. Dana sat on a chair, took out a cigarette, lit it several times before lighting it, and after taking a puff of smoke, she asked.
"What do you want? I have no money and I don't owe you anything. If you want to do something, I will just lie down on the bed and close my eyes."
Carlos looked at it It took my sister a while before she said, "Dana, come with me."
"Are you kidding? Why do you want to go with you? Just because you are my shitty brother? Don't be ridiculous. You have never helped me with anything. Didn't you sell me here just to save me a burden and make some income? I'm doing well now, at least I can get paid, unlike those who stand on the street and may be robbed after finishing their service. Besides, can you afford to pay me? Haha, don't try to hide it from me. Kurt, many women got crazy and believed what Piao Ke said and eloped, and then showed up in pairs in a certain stinking ditch the next day. You are also a member of a gang, so I don’t need to remind you.”
Hearing Carlos' words, Dana was like a ignited powder keg, which exploded with a bang, and the cigarette she had just taken a puff of fell to the ground.
After the explosion, she gasped and slowly calmed down her expression, picked up the cigarette on the ground, sat down with her legs crossed, and looked away: "Forget it, it's not necessary, we don't have anything to do with it, if you come here I just wanted to make these innocent jokes. Now that I’m done, you can leave. Or do you want me to laugh with you?”
Carlos was silent, he preferred that Dana would cry and scold her like before. I don't want to see her with such an indifferent expression.
But all of this was caused by his own hands, so who has the right to make irresponsible remarks.
He silently picked up a briefcase on the ground, opened it, and took out a handful of bills.
"Are these enough?" he asked.
Danna's eyes suddenly lit up, she grabbed it, counted the banknotes skillfully, and repeated the counting several times before asking with a look of shock: "Isn't that a small gang of yours? Where can I get it? So much money?”
“As long as you take out money on the street, someone will rob you on the street, but” Carlos glanced at the handful of bills, “They can’t beat me.”
"It's awesome to eat black and white." Dana smiled happily and took the trouble to count the bills again, "That's enough, that's enough. Old Kurt has a good reputation in this area. If you give him money, you can let him go. Maybe the money can still be used." There is some left. If you are not joking, okay, for the sake of money, I will go with you. What do you think we will do after independence? I’m afraid you won’t be able to protect me.”
"No, we don't do this." Carlos couldn't help but interrupt, "We just do what we like. Didn't you say before that if you want to study? Then study and go to college. If you want to write a novel, then Just keep writing, I will figure out a way to deal with the money."
Dana raised her head in disbelief, looking at the relative she had become a stranger to before, and his appearance as a boy came to mind again, gradually becoming more and more like him now. The scruffy look overlapped.
"Don't be afraid, Dana, tell me whoever bullies you and I'll beat him to death!"
"Dana, that's America. You can pick up money casually. There's nothing here anyway. People care about us, let's go together!"
"I'm sorry, Dana, life is not as easy as I thought. This place is actually quite good. I make a lot of money, so I will take you out. .”
There was a trace of longing and fear of being deceived in her eyes, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Brother, are you serious?"
"Really."
Carlos looked directly at her. His eyes were as clear as she had ever seen. At this moment, she completely believed it.
“Brother, wow!” Dana slowly dropped the money in her hand and suddenly hugged Carlos, burying her head in his chest, crying in pain, “Oh, brother, I I really don’t want to serve those stinking bastards anymore. I’ve been saving money, but I can’t save enough. I dream of leaving this hell, but I’m afraid, I’m afraid! You clearly said you would protect me, why? You want to send me here, I hate you! I really hate you!"
Carlos patted her back and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, yes. My fault, I will atone for it for the rest of my life.”
(End of this chapter)