"You will come with me to do something after dinner later." The King of Hell ignored my depression at all, picked up a chopstick of mutton, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What to do?" I asked.

"It's something you should like." The King of Hell said in a muffled voice.

"Okay, just go." I said angrily.

After we finished a bottle of Erguotou and four plates of meat, the King of Hell pointed at the table with his finger.

"Waiter, pay the bill." Of course I understood what he meant. I asked for this meal, so of course I paid the bill.

"Let's go!" The King of Hell pushed the table and stood up. When he left, the King of Hell easily picked up the empty wine bottle in his hand.

I followed the King of Hell out of old Beijing and walked slowly along the street.

Hell didn't tell me where I was going, and I didn't bother to ask. After drinking, my body felt warm, and the cool breeze felt quite refreshing.

The winter night came early, and it was already dark outside. The street lights on the street illuminated our shadows that sometimes lengthened and then shortened.

I took out a cigarette and handed it to the King of Hell. The King of Hell took the cigarette and lit it. I lit another one for myself. I glanced at the King of Hell next to me and felt strange. I was originally fighting with him, but I didn’t.

Thinking that we would actually have a drink and a meal together, the fate of people is really hard to say.

"Chen Pi, here we are." As he was walking, the King of Hell suddenly stopped.

I looked up and saw that we were standing in front of a high-end restaurant.

"Why do you still want to eat me?" I said.

"Yes, go in." The King of Hell raised his feet and walked inside.

"Sir, who are you?" the greeter at the door asked with a smile.

"We are looking for someone." King of Hell said.

"Who are you looking for?" I knew that the King of Hell could not be here to eat, and he was not a pig. We had just eaten.

"Don't ask." Yama said as he walked.

"Tell me, don't think of me as a fool." I was a little angry. How could this happen? You asked me to follow you without saying anything.

"If you don't want to stay, you can leave now." The King of Hell didn't stop and went straight up the stairs again.

"Holy shit!" I really wanted to kick the King of Hell, the feeling of being a stuffed gourd was too uncomfortable.

But I didn't leave. My curiosity drove me to continue to follow the King of Hell. Anyway, I am a man and I am not afraid of him selling me out.

We went up to the third floor, and then went straight to the bathroom at the end of the third floor. The restrooms in this restaurant were clean and large. When Yama entered the bathroom, he looked at the stalls one by one.

"Abnormal!" I stood at the door of the bathroom and watched the actions of the King of Hell. Suddenly I had a bad feeling. The King of Hell had been carrying the empty wine bottle with him. When I entered the restaurant door, I saw him hiding the wine bottle.

In the clothes, I looked at him like this again in the bathroom. I think this guy wants to do something bad.

"Are you trying to trick someone?" I directly expressed my judgment.

"You're not that stupid." The King of Hell looked around and saw that there was no one in the bathroom.

"Who is it? Do I know him?" I really can't think of anyone in the school who is worthy of the King of Hell. If it's not from the school, then it's from outside. I probably don't know him. But if the King of Hell wants to trick someone, why would he take me with him?

"You wait inside, don't go out." The King of Hell said, pointing to a squatting cubicle, and took out a baseball cap from his clothes and put it on his head, then the King of Hell opened the bathroom door and left.

go out.

I really couldn’t figure it out. The King of Hell completely confused me. He must be trying to deal with someone. He didn’t seem to want me to help him when he called me here. Could it be that he wanted me to just watch? Let me wait.

Zi had this idea.

I thought about it, and the King of Hell probably wouldn't harm me. If he wants to touch me, he doesn't need to go to such trouble.

I walked into the cubicle, and I opened the door of the cubicle a small crack, and through the crack I could see the bathroom door.

I waited for a long time for someone to come and urinate. When the person left, the King of Hell didn't show up.

I was a little anxious, not knowing what would happen made me particularly upset.

Suddenly the bathroom door rang, and a person walked in shakingly. I kept staring at the door. As soon as this person came in, I was stunned because I knew this person and had only met him not long ago.

The man is Brother Qing.

Brother Qing must have drunk too much, and he was staggering when walking. As soon as he entered the door, he ran directly to the urinal. Brother Qing put one hand on the wall and took off his belt with the other hand. Brother Qing moved very slowly.

I could see clearly through the crack in the door because the urinal was facing the stall.

I held my breath. The bathroom was very quiet. There was only a little noise caused by Qing Ge's movements. Qing Ge's belt buckle made a slight dinging sound. It should be that the metal belt buckle hit the ceramic of the urinal.

At this time, the bathroom door opened again. Unlike when Brother Qing came in and the door was pushed open violently, this time the bathroom door opened very slowly. The bathroom door was pushed open slowly and he followed from the outside.

A man came in, and I saw that it was the King of Hell!

When Yama entered the door, he looked up at the compartment where I was hiding, and then grinned.

No! I guessed something right away.

Before I could react, the King of Hell suddenly took out the empty wine bottle from his arms, then strode up behind Brother Qing, raised the bottle and hit Brother Qing hard on the head!

"Bang!" There was a sound of a wine bottle breaking, and I saw the empty wine bottle explode on Brother Qing's head.

Brother Qing swayed and sank down, and I saw a drop of urine sprinkled directly on Brother Qing's shoes.

People who drink too much react to pain more slowly. Brother Qing did not scream, but leaned against the wall, clearly trying to turn around.

There was still half a bottle of wine in the hand of the King of Hell. Without any hesitation, the King of Hell picked up the half-empty bottle, stabbed the broken mouth of the bottle towards Brother Qing's back.

Originally, everyone wears thick clothes in winter, and thick clothes can withstand it, but because we were in the restaurant, Qing Ge only had a very thin sweater on him. I could clearly see the bottle piercing Qing Ge’s body, and the blood flowed along.

The sweater oozed out. Qing Ge's sweater was white, and soon his back became bright red.

After the King of Hell stabbed him twice, Brother Qing finally screamed. The King of Hell grabbed Brother Qing's hair and slammed his head against the wall! Brother Qing immediately shut up, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground to urinate.

On the floor by the pool.

I described it in detail, but the time it took for the King of Hell to take action was actually very short, I estimate it was only about ten seconds.

I still didn't react with my mouth open, so Brother Qing passed out.

"Let's go! Hurry up." The King of Hell opened the compartment door and shook his head at me.

I just felt my heart beating wildly and my mind went blank.

The King of Hell gave me a hand, and I was pulled out of the compartment.

"Let's go." Yama whispered, with an excited look on his face.

I calmed myself down, knowing that I shouldn't think about anything at this time and running away first was the only way to go.

The King of Hell threw half of the wine bottle in his hand into the trash can, then pressed the hat, opened the bathroom door and walked out. I followed behind the King of Hell, and I started to curse in my heart, Damn it! You are wearing a hat,

But I have a bare head. You don't want me to jack up the tank, I thought viciously.

I couldn't care less about it at this moment. When I went out, I turned up the hood of my sweatshirt and put it on my head. I didn't expect that wearing a hoodie in a warm room would be more eye-catching. I admit that I was a bit confused.

The King of Hell was walking in front. I lowered my head and watched the King of Hell walk on his heels. I couldn't help but want to run several times, but the King of Hell kept walking leisurely and suppressed my rhythm.

Nothing happened until we walked out of the restaurant door. The screaming and running I imagined didn't happen.

When I left the restaurant, I immediately overtook the King of Hell. I walked faster and faster. It wasn't until I turned a corner that I stopped and looked back. I saw that the King of Hell was far behind me, but I was still walking slowly.

I walked, stopping several times in the middle.

"Crazy!" I cursed secretly.

The King of Hell finally walked up to me and looked at me: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid the police will catch me!" I said angrily.

"It's early, at least fifteen minutes. Maybe the ambulance will come earlier. Let's make a bet." The King of Hell waved his hand and said.

"I bet you a fortune!" I couldn't help but curse.

"Let's sit here and watch for a while. I want to see how long it will take to be carried out." The King of Hell said seriously.

"Do you really want to see it?" I asked with my eyes wide open.

"Yes." The King of Hell nodded.

"I want to see it, but I don't want to see it." I was really speechless. The King of Hell almost turned into Hannibal in my eyes.

"Are you feeling happy? Tell the truth." The King of Hell began to pick his ears again.

I was stunned for a moment. When I was beaten during the day, I really wanted to stab someone with a knife, but I never thought of stabbing Brother Qing because Brother Qing did not hit me.

"Why did you stab him?" I asked.

"Do you know who I stabbed? You should have seen him today. This man is the boss of those gangsters." The King of Hell curled his lips: "Although he was not the one who went to my grandfather's shop, they were all his younger brothers.

If I want to take revenge, I will definitely seek revenge from him. As for calling you here, it is just a matter of incident, so that you can vent your anger." The tone of the King of Hell was very matter-of-fact and confident.

When I looked at the calm-looking King of Hell, I suddenly felt terrible. What kind of person is King of Hell?

"You're angry. I have something else to do. Let's go!" The King of Hell suddenly said, then he raised his head towards me, turned around and walked away.

I silently looked at the back of the King of Hell and sighed. I finally knew why the King of Hell could be the boss of the school. I should feel lucky. If the King of Hell really wanted to deal with me, I guess I would have been finished long ago. I didn’t know how the King of Hell did what he did.

What is the standard? But the cruelty of the King of Hell just now was really evil.

I tightened my clothes and walked to the side of the road. I stretched out my hand to stop the car.

"Woo..." A sharp siren sounded, and a police car sped past my eyes...

I suddenly felt a chill. The fright just now made me sweat. Now when I was blown by the cold wind, I couldn't help shivering. The warmth after drinking suddenly turned into a biting cold.
Chapter completed!