Chapter 525: That man

The sky is gloomy, and the thick clouds cannot be resolved like thick ink. Occasionally, there will be a few drops of rain falling, but it is not big, because of this situation, even the whole moment is extremely hot and dull.
On the street, there are not many people due to the weather.
And a person, quietly standing in an inconspicuous corner of the street.
His appearance is cold and numb, but his eyes are sharp as a knife. Occasionally, when passing pedestrians meet this sculpture-like man with curiosity, they will all run away.
This man was terrible, his eyes seemed to kill. Just one glance at him, you can feel the spirits are like encountering a heavy hammer, as if they are about to collapse at any time.
From morning until noon, from noon to dusk, the man in black has been standing in an inconspicuous place on the corner of the street.
No one knows why he is standing so, and no one knows what he is going to do. Not only does no one dare to ask, he can't even do it close.
And if there is anything special, there is a dirty little flower girl next to her.
From early morning, the little girl put a few pots of flowers there, until noon, until dusk. Unfortunately, a pot of flowers was not sold. Not only did it not sell out, it might be because of the hot weather, and even the flowers showed signs of disappearing.
The man stood there and did not move, and the little girl who was not far away did not move either.
Until night fell, the man remained in place, and the little girl seemed to have plucked up enough courage to hold her little flower pot and came to the man.
"Uncle, can you buy a pot of flowers?"
The man Yu Guang looked at the little girl, but soon closed his eyes again, so that he didn't plan to get involved with a little flower girl.
"Uncle, I planted these flowers by myself. Do you know that I got the seeds through untold hardships. I guess there are no real flowers in the whole city, so these pots are very precious."
The man still closed his eyes and did not respond.
"Uncle, I haven't eaten anything for two days. If this continues, I will die one step earlier than my flowers. Please buy them."
The little girl looked at the tall man in front of her pleadingly, with hope for survival.
However, she did not get any response.
The man stood still as quietly, motionless as the shadow of the building in the corner.
"Cuckoo—"
The little girl was a little depressed, she could hear the sound of her hungry stomach, and more importantly, for her, the man in front of her was her only hope that was dashed.
Lowering her head, she saw that the flower she was holding had withered. In this hot and mechanical city, the real flowers will not last long.
At the beginning of Yue'er, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and the street that was originally not lively and indifferent can now be said to be empty. And the man in black was still there as during the day, he had never moved any of his steps.
The little girl returned to the original position holding the pot of withered flowers.
She originally had three pots of flowers in total, but until now, because of the absorption of too many machinery, two of them have withered and are about to die.
Seeing this, she cried out sadly.
The sobbing sob heard clearly in such a silent night, but the man standing not far from her was still indifferent.
At this moment, three men appeared leisurely not far away.
They all walked unsteadily, supporting each other, and their mouths were still cursing and unhappy.
Looking at it this way, you know it's because of drunkenness.
They passed by the man, and when they saw the man's fierce eyes, they seemed to see the plague god, yelling and fleeing.
Kang Dang
When one of the fat-eared men passed by the little girl again, one of them knocked over one of the potted flowers without paying attention. The potted flower flew out, and then burst onto the mainland. At this time, it happened to pass another cart. Not only the flowerpots, but also the flowers were crushed.
"That's it, who put this broken thing on the right path and blocked Lao Tzu's way, I'm tired of living!"
The fat man with big ears kicked Hua'er and didn't apologize, but turned around and looked at the dirty little girl viciously.
"That is my last potted flower, you will pay me!"
The little girl cried. Although she was very scared, when the last pot of flowers was crushed, it also crushed the last flame of hope in her heart.
She was desperate, full of despair in this world. If it were before, she would never have the courage to face a fierce person, but now, she can no longer take care of this.
All the flowers are dead, and she sees her future in a daze. I will die quietly in a corner of the city full of garbage and no one cares about. Like those flowers, no one cares, no one wants to take a look.
The city is full of greasy and machinery, and it's misty everywhere, and the flowers really won't last long. Therefore, the flower shops here are all plastic, because plastic flowers may last longer than humans, and they will not die.
"You pay for my flower!"
The little girl raised her immature face, she used her best to vent her anger and despair.
"Little bastard, you, a stinky beggar, dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this, and don't want to live anymore!"
The fat-eared man grabbed the little girl by the collar and lifted it up with a fierce face, "It's really bad today, I will encounter something filthy like you!"
The fat-eared man originally drew out a hand to slap it out, but soon his body became stiff, and his waving hand quietly stopped in the air.
No him, because a long knife appeared in front of his eyes, right in front of his eyes, just inches away from his face and his neck.
He didn't even notice. At some point, the man in black who was standing in the corner without saying a word and making no movements suddenly appeared in front of him.
And the fat-eared man also saw that the two people who were following him were trying to vent their anger, but between the sparks of lightning, the clothes on their hearts were shattered.
Soon after, the sharp blade returned to his neck again.
The sword is very fast, and it's almost that if you really want to kill, all three of them will die with the effort of breathing.
"If you have something to say...it's easy to say, if you have something to say..."
The fat-eared man slowly let go, and the little girl jumped to the ground. And the two people who followed were silent. If the long sword was really murderous just now, their hearts would definitely be pierced.
"You pay for my flowers!"
The little girl's immature voice sounded again.
The fat-eared man's eyes were full of fear, "I will pay, I will pay, how much money, I will pay!"