Chapter 920 Cat’s Revenge 11
There is no such thing as thirty years, because the other party is not as young as the robber, and is already middle-aged. What the underworld wants is useful life. How can the value of old age be compared with youth and strength?
This is really about exchanging lifespan for money, and your lifespan will be shortened!
According to the regulations, the contract was discussed first. After the contract was finished, Xining immediately said: "There is another way..."
"No, that's it!" The aunt's eyes were full of hope: "Can I really get the money? I signed for five years."
With 600,000 yuan, it would be enough to transfer his son to a hospital for medical treatment.
Since the other party wants to sign the contract, they can't encourage others to change. Really, why are you so anxious? Just listen to the next words. The latter is to pray to God. The speed may be slower and you still need to earn it yourself, but it does not need to shorten your life.
Xining could only say: "Okay, five years!"
After the aunt signed the contract, she watched the contract disappear in the air.
Before leaving, Xining said goodbye: "Take care!"
If you don't want to say goodbye, you should still work hard for money, just like the robber. If the 600,000 yuan is spent well and her son's illness is over, there is still some left over, and she can get rid of the current predicament and start her life again.
In fact, this is very good. How many people are worried about money and have nothing to do. Just like this aunt, even if she sells her kidney, she still can't get the money she needs.
Another business deal, not bad! Xining raised his eyebrows and went to prepare dinner. I want to eat lobster. Go to the computer, connect directly with the customer, and order a lobster.
The things currently supplied in the manor are all self-produced and sold, the prices are cheaper than outside, and the quality is good. The seafood comes from Neptune Mo Shen United Company, the flour comes from Agricultural Goddess Agricultural Company, the milk comes from Apollo Livestock Farm, and the flowers come from Flora United Development Company...
It's night again, but F is very sleepy, but he doesn't dare to sleep. He dreams as soon as he closes his eyes, and they are all very scary dreams. Even if you turn on all the lights in the room, you will still dream. In dreams, lights can be bright or light, and the light completely follows the dream.
He hasn't slept well for three days, and he will collapse if he continues.
It suddenly occurred to me that if I went to a busy place, I wouldn't have nightmares. Even if you do it, there are so many people around you, why should you be afraid?
So he tidied up a little and went out.
Went to a dance hall and chose the most lively one. As soon as you enter, the noisy dance music with strong drumbeats comes like a sound wave, making your heart beat "bang bang" to the rhythm. The dance floor was full of people, dancing to the music.
There was also a DJ who roared with an exciting voice, driving everyone's emotions to continue to rise. Many people clapped along and shouted "Oh, oh, oh".
This place was so nice that F immediately laughed. He limped to find a sofa on the side. It was a sofa with a very hard surface. He didn't care and just lay down and slept.
People passing by saw a guy lying on the sofa next to him and thought he was drunk.
No matter how loud and intense the music is, it can't stop the sleepiness from coming over me. F closed his eyes, and it seemed that the deafening music had become blurry... Why was there a cat meowing...
At first, the meowing sounds were faint, but then they became louder and louder, mixed with the dance music with strong drum beats. In the end, the various noisy meows were just like thousands of cats meowing non-stop, following the dance music. They exploded in the eardrums together, penetrated into the brain, and shook the head so hard that it almost exploded.
F opened his eyes, and his face suddenly changed with fear. A man with a cat's head happened to be walking in front of him. He had a graceful figure and was wearing a shiny silver miniskirt, but his head was that of a Persian cat.
"She" also looked back, and the laser light from the ballroom swept across her face, illuminating her white hair into a brilliant red, reflecting a shiny light. And because of the light, there was a green light in his eyes. In F's eyes, this face undoubtedly looks like a monster.
He was so frightened that his sleep disappeared and he sat up suddenly. Only then did he realize that the "people" in the entire dance hall were all cat-headed people. Even the DJ did the same. He brought many people on the dance floor with him, waving his arms and shouting loudly. But the sounds that came out were all high-pitched cat calls of "meow".
At this time, everything around him became bigger, no, it was F himself who became smaller, smaller and smaller, until he became as big as a cat.
Two "cat people" came over. They were a little drunk, hooking up with each other and walking unsteadily. He walked to the chair, called out "Ai", flicked his hand, swept him to the ground, and then sat down.
It turned out that they wanted to sit down and drive away the "things" occupying the seats.
He fell to the ground and before he could recover, several female cat people who came together came over chatting and laughing. The high-heeled shoes stepped over without noticing, and he hurriedly avoided them. Only then did we avoid being trampled by high heels, and a few more people came.
He ran back and forth in a panic, dodging the incoming footsteps. But there are more and more feet, and one by one they sweep in like a pillar of heaven...
F ran almost out of energy, but one foot and one leg after another swept over mercilessly. Finally he fell, accompanied by the sound of cat meowing and dancing, being kicked around like a ball and dragged here and there like a rag.
He kept rolling on the ground and felt the kick on his body. He held his head and begged loudly and sternly: "No, help, don't step on me..."
"Look..." It was as if a cat man had discovered him, raised his foot and stepped on his shoulders and arms teasingly.
Thinking of how the people in the circle treated the cat, who might have trampled him or even killed him, tears came out. He begged: "No, please, don't..."
But the feet still kept kicking his shoulders, making him shake uncontrollably... In the fierce dance music, people's voices could be heard: "Hey, hey, sir, this one, wake up... ”
F opened his eyes, and there was a ballroom staff standing next to him, shaking his shoulders again, trying to wake him up. He was lying on the ground, and there were several people surrounding him, looking at him with smiles, and whispering to each other from time to time.
Seeing that he was awake, the ballroom staff asked loudly: "You didn't take anything, did you?"
It was too noisy and only spoke loudly.
This guy kept his eyes closed, rolling around on the ground with his head in his hands, and kept screaming. He didn't look drunk, he probably ate something he shouldn't have.
What did you take? At this time, F found that his face was filled with tears. It was because he was scared and crying just now, but also because he was dreaming, dreaming.
He struggled to get up, pushed away the onlookers, and staggered out of the ballroom in embarrassment.
When he walked out of the door, the cool air in the middle of the night made him sober up. Compared to the noise inside, the street outside seemed so quiet. Even if there were pedestrians passing by, they would be silent and walk away in a hurry.
He was so tired and wanted to sleep, but he had nightmares whenever he closed his eyes. What the hell is going on?
On the nearby trash can, a wild cat was digging through trash bags, looking for something to eat.
There is a cat! It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. F slowly approaches the wild cat...
(End of chapter)