L City was an unknown small county.
At six o'clock, I drove slowly to a vegetable market, where many people were inside. I did not hurry to get off.
I rubbed my sour eyes, feeling tired. I lit a cigarette, smoking quietly.
It was rare for this sports car appeared in the vegetable market, many people have cast envious glances.
As I looked at a stall in a vegetable market amid a cloud of smoke, an incongruous scene caught my eye.
A handsome young man, with streaming bangs and a strong figure, was carrying a cigarette and chopping pork off on a chopping board with a big knife. He was stripped to the waist, and a hideous scar on his chest was extremely glaring, as if representing some kind of glory.
Around the stall, there were a lot of girls sitting with their chins in their hands, quietly watching the young men chop meat, thinking it was a wonderful enjoyment.
"Oskar, did you work in the underworld?"
"Yes, my deeds have been spreading in the world." Said the young man triumphantly.
"Then why have you retired and come to our little town?"
The young man stopped the action on his hands. His eyes were wooden, as if he was in memory. After a moment, he said, "I was tired and I don't want to continue."
"Are you lying? But you're so handsome, can I have your WeChat No.?"
"Sure, clearly marked price, 5 kilos of pork."
"I will buy 15 kilos, can you accompany me to see a movie in the evening?"
"No! You can't eat all that. It will spoil easily."
"Then I'll give you five hundred dollars and you'll eat with me."
"I can't either. I only sell pork, not body."
"I can't bear it any more. I want to keep you for 50, 000 dollars a month. Will you accept that?"
"No, I was offered a million dollars a month before, but I didn't agree."
"The way you brag is so handsome..."
"Just so-so." The young man blew his bang, said in a natural and unrestrained way, "Well, your pork."
"Why did you chop up the pork? I want a piece, not a lump."
"Woman, are you just trying to get my attention?"
"Yes Oskar, in order to express your apology, you should have dinner with me."
"No, I'm leaving." The young man's eyes were deep and said lightly.
At this, the girls were flurried and hastily asked, "Why? Why did you leave when business was so good?"
"Yeah, do you think you're not making enough money? How much money do you want to make each month, we can give you a raise."
The young man smiled, put down the machete, turned his head to look out of the vegetable market, "Although I am not willing to give up you very much, I have to come out to the world again. I will see you again in the future."
"Ah? Why is it so suddenly?"
I pushed open the car door and walked out, snuffed out the cigarette end. Very soon, I came to the front of the young man, looked at the pork on the table, and asked lightly, "Boss, pack these pork, how much?"
The young carrying a cigarette said slovenly, "Five or six thousand."
I took out the bank card from the wallet with pride and threw it on the table, "I want them all, in addition, I want you too."
A group of girls suddenly and vehemently stared at me, "Hey, who are you?"
"Oskar belongs to us. No one can rob him."
I was a little confused. I didn't know he had a lot of influence.
However, he did have such charm, and there was no boast in what he said. In those days, a rich woman did announce that she would spend one million to keep him.
But Oskar accustomed to the unfettered life, so he did not agreed.
Two years ago, by accident, Oskar and his crew fled to Burma after being chased by others. I saved his life. In return for my kindness, he promised me that if I ever needed him, he would help me!
Instead of keeping him with me, I gave him a sum of money and let him leave Burma and come to L City to live in obscurity.
At that time he was tired of fighting and killing, and he took his men to live here.
Oskar's mouth was slightly raised, triggering an evil smile, "Hugo Ross, I knew you would need me sooner or later."
He smoked and said, "I have hidden my name for so many years. I should also come out to the outside world again!"
I calmly said, "I will give you ten minutes to take care of all your personal affairs."
Then I turned and walked away.
After I left, Oskar looked at the little fans and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, everyone, I have to go. From now on, forget me!"
In the eyes of all dumbstruck, Oskar's cleaver was on the cutting board, shouted loudly, "Come out!"
Fans were confused, come out?
Who was it?
A young man, who was buying some food, put down the food in his hand, lit a cigarette silently, and walked towards Oskar.
A charming woman was also walking towards Oskar.
Even the beggar at the gate of the vegetable market had a solemn look in his eyes and was approaching Oskar with a firmness he had never seen before.
A moment later, eight men and women gathered together and stood in front of Oskar.
They looked really ordinary and there were nothing out of the ordinary about them.
"Well... Oskar, you really did not deceive us?"
"They... Are they all yours?"
"My god, Jessie, my colleague, is she also Oskar's person?"
"So is this beggar? What's wrong with the world?"
They lived their lives under false masks.
But today,
They took off their masks.
It would be bloodthirsty darkness!
Inside the car, I lit a cigarette with my trembling hands, suppressed the internal excitement and timidity.
D City would have a bloody storm because of the arrival of Oskar.
Oskar's appearance attracted a lot of people's attention, after all, he used to be a terrible person.
Even if he retired for two years, but as he said, there had been spreading his legend.
I believed that a storm from Burma was coming towards me quietly.
But I did not regret and can't regret, because I can hide for a while, but I cannot hide for a lifetime.
I would face them one day.
The beasts gnashing their teeth stared at me in the dark...
Maybe...
The Taoist fortune-teller was right.
The wheel of life had quietly started quietly in the moment I set foot on the road.
I was doomed, so why should I fear?
It was better to face it, stand up straight, and meet this crazy and extreme killing feast.
So...
Hector Lam, Lam Family.
'Are you ready for the storm coming from me?'