Chapter 4 Smash! Next

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In the crematorium at the foot of the mountain, the box saleswoman had a black face. The urn that was broken by Ding You yesterday was replaced this morning. Although she desperately explained that the crazy man smashed the urn was not to blame her, she was still violently scolded by the boss, thinking about the saliva selling box with a fishy smell on her face. The woman felt that the sloppy poor man should be cut off by thousands of knives, and even if she used the grinder to grind him to death in front of her eyes, she couldn't understand the hatred.

The box woman wiped the crystal urn in her hand so that the urn could shine brightly in the light. Suddenly, it was dark in front of me, and I saw a figure reflected in the crystal box. The box saleswoman thought that the guests had come, and the black face just now instantly showed a charming smile of a prostitute-like profession.

"First..." The new word hasn't been spit out yet. The box saleswoman's eyes are as big as eggs, and she can't spit out a word with her mouth open.

"Do you still want to pay back the money?" Ding You asked. At this time, Ding You's clothes were rotten by the branches, which looked like a scavenger, but the box girl must not forget the pale face anyway.

"Ah--!" She screamed, and the box saleswoman showed her wisdom teeth in her mouth and shouted, "What a fart! You poor bastard, how dare you come, you are looking for death..."

A smile appeared on Ding You's face, and the arc at the corners of his mouth was very beautiful, and then an iron bar slammed into the valuable crystal urn in the woman's hand.

After a loud click, the fragments of the crystal urn splashed everywhere, and then the iron bars in Ding You's hand smashed into the rows of crystal urns that had been placed neatly. In a crisp sound, the fragments and iron bars flew together. The box seller ran out of the showroom strangely. Soon after, it became noisy outside, but Ding You had the last time. Experience, this time's reaction is much faster than last time. He rushed out of the crematorium before the people outside formed a circle and went all the way north. After drilling into the woods, he left the security guard behind with big and round wine bags and rice bags behind.

Ding You laughed while running, and there seemed to be endless energy all over his body. Even Ding You, a tiger in front of him, felt that he was sure to slap the tiger half to death.

The box girl looked at the messy showroom and felt like crying without tears. Isn't it just 500 yuan? Last time there was a client who hacked him for 3,000 yuan without saying anything. People really die compared with each other! That sloppy man must be a psycho!

Just as she called her boss tremblingly and was trained with tears, and began to clean up, several security guards came in sweating and panting.

"I said, Xiaoli, why did you offend that madman, smashing it again and again."

The box seller named Xiaoli exploded as soon as she heard it, "Why did I offend him? He paid Wu Bai's deposit urn. Who knows that he didn't order it again and wanted to get the money back. How could this be possible?" After saying angrily, the box girl asked, "Have you caught it?" You must call him good-looking before sending him to the Public Security Bureau!"

The three security guards looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly and said, "That boy must be a long-distance runner. At least he is also a municipal champion. Not to mention catching him, even if he eats dust behind his buttocks, our three brothers are no match. I think that boy looks poor. Do you also want such money? You'd better do less bad things and accumulate some yin virtue for yourself!" After saying that, the three security guards turned around and left, and there was only a box girl and a mess in the room!

"Ji Yin De! Can Yinde be used as money? Bah!" The box girl said and stepped on the fragments fiercely, and shouted again, and a piece of crystal fragments pierced into her sharp high heels...

Ding You stole a set of clothes on other people's cold poles at the foot of the mountain and wore them while they were wet. He bought more than a dozen steamed buns and a bag of pickles with only 20 yuan. He climbed the mountain and returned to the top of the mountain while nibbling.

The third day

"Do you still want to pay back the money?"

Just after cleaning up the urn display room, the box saleswoman, who was so tired and had a sore back, heard this question from behind her. The cold hair on her whole back stood up, and she rushed out of the showroom without looking back and screaming, followed by the sound of the iron bar tapping on the urn and Ding You's laughter. Sound.

Unfortunately, the same thing happened on the fourth day. Even if the police came to the crematorium this time, they still failed to stop Ding You. There was a mess and fragments in the newly cleaned urn showroom.

On the fifth day, when Ding You, who smashed the urn showroom four times, appeared in front of the box seller again, he did not ask the same sentence. The box seller had already cried and sent 500 yuan to Ding You. Ding You didn't expect that the box girl would pay back the money, or he didn't want the box seller to pay him back. He hasn't smashed enough, but it's not enough. He still wants to continue to listen to the sound of crystal smashing, jade smashing, and mahogany smashing. He felt that the fine sound was like breaking the shackles he wore on his shoulder. He looked at the box saleswoman with tears on his face complicatedly. Ding You slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out the 500 yuan. One of. The box girl was so scared that she quickly sent the other four to Ding You. Ding You shook off the box girl and said, "I smashed it four times, and the 400 yuan is a compensation."

The box seller was relieved. Before she could take a breath, Ding You continued to say, "This time it's interest!" After saying that, the iron bar flew up again, and the box girl hugged her head and shouted and began to do what she had to do every day for the past five days.

The security guard still can't help Ding You, and the police can't always keep an eye on the crematorium. Ding You ran away again, but this time he did not go up the mountain, but went to the city along the road. His affairs at the crematorium have come to an end. Now it's time to think about how to make money to exchange a better ashes for his mother. Box.

Ding You's eyes gradually became gloomy. He was very unwilling. His heart was full of dissatisfaction with the world and his unwillingness to his fate. Why did he lose his family? Why are some people born with big fish and meat? The dark idea gushed out of his heart like black water oozing from the garbage heap, "Damn it! Can't afford to live, can't afford to live, can't afford to die, this fucking society!"

"Since I can't die, I don't want to live so cowardly anymore. I want to stay in a hotel and eat ginseng turtles. I want to be a superior. I want a lot of women. I want to have money. I want to be rich. I want money to hold my breathless."

How can the money come the fastest?

"Rit the bank!" With the subconsciously spitting out gently in his mouth, these three big words shine brightly in the bottom of Ding You's heart like the halo on the Buddha's head. Ding You slowly sat up, and the complex look on his face gradually became firm and fierce.

"Dry it! My parents are dead, I lost my job, and my wife and friends have run away. Now I don't care about myself. Anyway, I'm going to die. Who am I afraid of?"