Chapter 380 It's Okay to Kill Him

"Boil three bowls of water into a bowl of medicine and drink it when you get home. Come over immediately after drinking the medicine at noon tomorrow and I will give you acupuncture."

In Guangzipian's health clinic, Wang Yan ordered the middle-aged male patient in front of him, and then said a few words to the patients behind him, asking them to come back tomorrow.

"Brother Li, I have something to do, so I have to leave today."

This Brother Li is his leader, named Li Weiguo. Before he really came here, their conditions were not much different. They both combined Chinese and Western medicine. Chinese medicine was not good, and Western medicine was not good either.

Li Weiguo, who was sitting at the adjacent table, waved his hand generously: "Go, go, it's already past four o'clock, we should leave soon."

Wang Yan nodded, stood up, took off his white coat, hung it aside, and greeted Zhou Bingkun, who was sitting on the hospital bed inside, dangling his legs stupidly: "Let's go, Bingkun."

"Ah good."

Zhou Bingkun was thinking about how to talk to Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin then. He didn't know what to do. After hearing Wang Yan's greeting, he quickly stood up and followed him out of the health center.

Wang Yan does not own a bicycle. His father used to have one, but it has become rotten after he has not ridden it for so many years. If he bought it new, it would cost one hundred and eighty yuan, not to mention industrial tickets. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he didn't think he would use it. After all, it's not that far from the city, so it's not hard on your legs. As for when he went to other people's homes to give people injections, most of the time they would come and pick him up. It's not anything else. I'm afraid that they will forget about my family when they get busy, so I want to remind them.

He was sitting in the back seat. Zhou Bingkun pedaled the car hard, gritting his teeth and his face turned red from holding back: "Brother, why are you so heavy?"

"You just know? Hurry up, push hard, finish your work early, and wait to go home for dinner." He weighs a little more than 200 pounds, which is quite stocky.

"If you ask me, just buy a bicycle. You are not short of tickets and you have money. What can I say about these two wheels? They are easier to use than your two legs."

What Zhou Bingkun said is the truth,

"My range of activities is only limited to a small area, and I don't travel as far as you do to work in a factory. If I buy one and don't even ride it, wouldn't that be a waste of money?"

Zhou Bingkun stomped fiercely: "You have to buy this thing sooner or later. I didn't forget it before, but what about in the future? If you want to get married, you must have three important things. You have an old sewing machine at home and can handle it. My uncle has a watch. I’ve left you with a bicycle, right? If you don’t ride it, why won’t your wife ride one?”

"Then let's talk about it now. If you buy it now, hurry up."

They were silent all the way, and after twenty minutes of pedaling, they arrived at an abandoned warehouse that Zhou Bingkun and Shui Ziliu had agreed upon, a little distance away from the optical film. It would have been good to have more than ten minutes, but Wang Yan was too heavy-handed, and Zhou Bingkun's speed was slower, which wasted time.

Outside the warehouse, Zhou Bingkun set up his bicycle while panting: "Take me when you go back. I'm tired from this journey."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and patted his shoulder: "Let's go and meet them."

Thinking of what he was about to face, Zhou Bingkun's face darkened. He nodded heavily and followed him into the dark warehouse.

It's past four o'clock, almost five o'clock, and it's already dark. Naturally, there are no lights in the abandoned warehouse. The two of them entered through the door. They couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, but they could still clearly see the flickering light in the sky.

"They have arrived. The one smoking is Shui Liuliu, and the one beside him is Luo Shibin."

Hearing his soft introduction, Wang Yan said nothing and continued walking forward.

Their footsteps broke the silence in the empty warehouse. Shui Ziliu inside and Luo Shibin all looked at the door. After seeing the two figures, Shui Ziliu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his lame leg: "Bingkun, didn't I say that I would only let you come here? What do you mean by bringing someone here this time?"

"He is my brother. I have something to discuss with you this time." Zhou Bingkun's voice was trembling, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Shui Ziliu was a little confused: "We have something to discuss? Is there anything we need to discuss between us?"

Luo Shibin's voice sounded: "Zhou Bingkun, are you looking for death? What did we tell you? You didn't take us two brothers seriously either."

At this time, Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun had already walked in front of them.

He had always been straightforward, and he saw Luo Shibin's shoehorned face clearly when he got closer. Without saying a word, he just went over and kicked him to the ground. Then he waved his hand without looking back: "Hit him."

Zhou Bingkun was a little confused. He didn't expect his good brother to be so fierce. After he reacted, he didn't care about it and rushed forward to hold down Luo Shibin who was kicked and couldn't move and beat him hard.

Shui Ziliu was a sensible person. Seeing that Wang Yan was tall and powerful, he could clearly see the power of the kick just now. He knew that he was a cripple and was not enough, so he could only watch Zhou Bingkun beat Luo Shibin with foul words and listen to Luo Shibin's words. Scream. He frowned and looked at Wang Yan, who was smiling next to him: "Brother, what do you mean? We have no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent times. It's not good to hit someone when you come here."

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you don't establish your authority first, can you two talk to us brothers?"

"Then that's enough. Binzi was almost beaten to death by Bingkun, so that's almost it."

Wang Yan looked at him calmly: "Then let's beat him to death."

People under the eaves had to lower their heads. Shui Ziliu took a long breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and watched Zhou Bingkun beating there without saying a word. It's not that he doesn't want to persuade, but he's afraid that if he does, he'll be beaten too, and he really can't commit the crime.

The force of that kick was so great that Luo Shibin felt that all his internal organs had been displaced, so he was powerless to fight back against Zhou Bingkun's violent beating. But he was not willing to be beaten like this by an honest little brat. When he was beaten in a daze, he randomly defended himself from the punches and kicks, and at the same time reached out and took out a dagger from his pocket, and then Waving randomly: "Come on, come on, hit me, you little bastard, I'll fucking kill you."

While he was taking out the things, Wang Yan had already stepped forward to pull back the out-of-control Zhou Bingkun. At this moment, looking at Luo Shibin, who was staggering to his feet and waving the knife randomly, he stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and snatched the knife away. , and kicked him away again.

"You still dare to use the knife? Bingkun, keep fighting until you die."

Zhou Bingkun put his hands on his knees and was dressed in rough clothes. Looking at Luo Shibin who was lying motionless on the ground, he hesitated: "Brother Yan, why don't you forget it? You really deserve to be beaten again."

Shui Ziliu saw the opportunity and interjected: "Yeah, brother, stop fighting. Don't you still have something to talk about? Let's talk about things, talk about things."

Wang Yan took out his cigarette, gave Shui Ziliu a cigarette, lit it and blew out the cigarette: "During the time when I was sending the money, Bingkun and Zheng Juan fell in love. They happened to be old enough, so they wanted to give Zheng Juan a cigarette. Juan married. But Zheng Juan didn’t hide it and told Bingkun about the child. Now let’s talk about how to deal with the child. "

Shui Ziliu was silent for a long time and glanced at Luo Shibin, who was lying on the ground groaning: "Isn't it enough that we gave thirty-five?"

"You, Tu Zhiqiang, and him, you three are all beasts. If we really investigate, you should all be shot, no one can escape. A woman's innocent body, a child who should not have appeared. Tell me, you What is enough? Enough to pay for the sins you have committed? Or enough to comfort yourself?"

Zheng Juan didn't do it voluntarily, she must have yelled and knocked down some things with thunderous bangs in the process. It's not like you can't hear sounds even if you drink too much. The water flows by itself, and Tu Zhiqiang and the others don't care. Maybe it's because as a 'real friend with feelings', when the love is strong, this room is like this, that room is like that, everyone does their own thing...

Wang Yan shook his head and pushed out the imaginary scene in his mind: "Do you want the child? If you want it, then wait until the child is born and you can take it away. If you don't want it, then don't come to harass me in the future. Tell me, what are your plans?"

Luo Shibin, who was about to die, struggled to speak: "No."

"You're really good at getting rid of them so easily after being beaten like this. Since you don't want to, then stay away from them in the future." Wang Yan took two steps forward, stepped on Luo Shibin's hand with the sole of his shoe, and touched the water Ziliu said: "Starting from today, I will give you fifty yuan every month. Is there any problem?"

"It's too much, brother. Thirty-five is enough for a family of four, and the two of us earned this money at our own risk. Yes, no amount of money can make up for the harm we did to Zheng Juan, but our abilities are limited. , we can’t make much money even if we come here for a month.”

This is a lie. Some people exchange tickets for money, and some people exchange money for tickets. This time it is money. According to Wang Yan's understanding, even with a little fuss, you can still get it for one hundred and eighty yuan a month, not counting other popular supplies.

But he had no intention of arguing with Shui Ziliu about these useless things. "He said no, what do you think?" He squatted down and put the knife across Luo Shibin's neck.

The knife was sharpened by Luo Shibin, and it only used a little force to cut the outer layer of skin on the neck.

As soon as he felt the cold on his neck and looked at Wang Yan's unwavering eyes, Luo Shibin shuddered, his somewhat confused mind came to his senses, and he spoke fluently: "Here, I'll give."

"Very good. You don't have to give money to Bingkun in the future. Just give it to me at the Guangzi Diao Clinic." Wang Yan patted Luo Shibin's face with the blade of his knife: "Don't embarrass Bingkun secretly, and don't appear in front of them. ,understand?"

"Ming... understand."

Wang Yan chuckled lightly. The promises he made now are all nonsense. When the fear now is forgotten, when he feels that he is capable again, he will do whatever he needs to do.

He looked at Shui Ziliu and said, "Take the money."

Shui Ziliu sighed. He wanted to reason, but it was obvious that he had no intention of reasoning with him. But what they did was wrong, there is no doubt about it. He took out an envelope containing thirty-five yuan from his pocket, took out another fifteen yuan and stuffed it in, and handed it to Zhou Bingkun, who was watching silently and trembling a little.

After taking the money in a daze, Zhou Bingkun said without thinking: "Thank you, Brother Shui."

Shui Ziliu was a bit confused, but thinking that the person he had inquired about before was an honest child with a good heart, he put on a smile and nodded.

"This is what they should do, what are you thanking?" Wang Yan slapped him on the back of the head angrily, ignored his grinning, kicked Luo Shibin on the ground, and watched the water flow: "The only people who know about this matter are Zheng Juan and the four of us. If I hear any bad news outside, you two..."

"Don't worry, we did something wrong, but we are not that crazy yet. We are not well prepared this month. Next month we will give one hundred, which is considered to be part of Bingkun and Zheng Juan's money." Shui Ziliu patted Zhou Bingkun. On the shoulder: "Zheng Juan is a good woman. You two can live a good life in the future."

"You don't need to say it." Zhou Bingkun slapped his hand away: "Brother Yan, let's go."

He threw the cigarette butt on Luo Shibin casually, raised his foot and crushed it out. Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Wang Yan flicked the knife and pierced his ear, raised his eyebrows at him with a smile, and then turned around and hugged him. Zhou Bingkun, still trembling a little, walked out.

In fact, according to his opinion, it is best for the child to be beaten. But it's not that Zheng Juan never thought of spanking her child before, but Zheng's mother wouldn't let her. Even if she gave birth to her, she could give it away, but she couldn't spank her. Mother Zheng is a kind-hearted old lady. She picked up Zheng Juan and Zheng Guangming and raised them one after another. They lived so hard and still did good deeds. It was impossible for him to force Zheng Juan to beat the child. In fact, even if he forced it, Zheng Juan would not agree to it given his character.

To put it bluntly, it was Zhou Bingkun's wish, so all he had to do was ensure that the two of them lived a good life. The past is irreversible, the future can be changed, but now...that's it.

Wang Yan was pushing his bicycle, holding a cigarette in his mouth. Zhou Bingkun was walking slowly beside him. He hit Luo Shibin with all his strength. His fists were broken, so it was normal for him to feel a little weak.

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

"Thank me for asking you to raise children for others?"

"Brother, that's all what I want." Zhou Bingkun straightened his clothes, tore off the skin on his fists, and looked at his good brother with a grin on his face: "I really like Zheng Juan, otherwise you say, who can Want this? If there weren't so many things, it would be impossible for me to know Zheng Juan. Then this matter caught me up. What else could I do if I couldn't bear it? It's enough for her and me to live a good life. As for the child, I am his father, and we are the only ones who know it. Except that he was not born by me, it is no different from my child. "

"You comfort yourself very well." Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "If you want to thank me, thank yourself. You are a living Bodhisattva."

"I don't even know whether you are praising me or hurting me."

"Of course I am praising you. You dare to think, dare to do, and dare to take risks. Bingkun, you have surpassed most people in the world."

Zhou Bingkun grinned and asked, "Brother, we took their money and beat Luo Shibin half to death, why should we report them?"

"Wouldn't it be stupid not to take it if you have the money? They should give it to them, and they should bear the risk. Let them take the risk, why not get more money for you? Take it first, and then the child will be born. The cost will be even greater. We will wait until the baby is born." Wang Yan waved his hands and said, "Okay, don't tear it up. Go to the health center to deal with it before going home."

"Okay." Zhou Bingkun let out a long breath: "Brother, after beating Luo Shibin today, you don't know, I feel so relieved. The fire in my heart has been suppressed for a while, and today it all came out. That bastard should be killed."

"Actually, it's okay if you beat him to death."

"Brother, you think I'm stupid, so that's what I said. If I beat him to death, I won't be able to pay for it with my life. Such a pushy person is completely unworthy."

"Think about it, that warehouse is quite far away from Guangzi Film. No one goes there except children playing around. I also asked about it before. Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin have no relatives, and no one cares about them even if they die. As long as Let’s take care of the bodies and no one will notice that there are two less scum in the world.”

Zhou Bingkun looked at Wang Yan with some horror: "Brother, you can't take risks. Really, don't be so aggressive. You are the only one in your family. If you are involved because of my affairs, then I can't live up to my uncle." Is there still an aunt?"

"I'm just teasing you, I'm scaring you." Wang Yan flicked the cigarette butt away with a smile, got on the bicycle and pedaled slowly: "Come on, your mother should be anxious at home, let's deal with it quickly and get back."

Zhou Bingkun trotted and straddled the back seat nimbly: "You scared me when you threw the knife just now, but I know you are accurate. Now that you say this, I am really scared. Brother, don't do anything stupid. ”

"Look at you whining like a bitch."

"Then take ten yuan for this money, brother, after all..."

Watching the two people's backs disappear, Shui Ziliu limped up to Luo Shibin, who was still lying on the ground: "Are you okay, Binzi? Come, let me help you up."

"Don't, don't move, Brother Shui. I'll lie down and take it slow, and take it slow. These two bastards are too cruel. Zhou Bingkun is fine. That brother of his is powerful. He kicked me with these two kicks. He won't take a break." Yue Ba’s won’t get better at all.”

Shui Ziliu lit a cigarette, squatted down next to him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife that had stabbed him deeply: "Binzi, don't blame me for not helping you. Zhou Bingkun's brother is too cruel, and it was all for nothing if I did it." . There is no other use than getting beaten with you."

He is a good brother, he has to say what he needs to say, he understands it quite well.

Luo Shibin coughed: "I know, Brother Shui. Speaking of which, this happened because of it. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many things. I am bringing it upon myself."

"I was the one who insisted on paying."

"It has nothing to do with that, Brother Shui. The money is right, so it should be given. And you also contributed a share of that money, right? It can be regarded as repaying my debt." Luo Shibin waved his hand: "No more, Brother Shui , a bunch of bad things, inexplicable.”

"admit?"

"Admit it! What else can you do if you don't admit it? Zhou Bingkun's brother is a ruthless person. I can feel that for a moment, he really wanted to kill me, and he was not afraid of killing me. How could such a fierce person fucking No number?"

"I haven't heard of him. He's from the Guangzi Film Clinic. He's a doctor and a cultural person. How can he be the same as a fool like us? I'll send you money from now on, so don't show your face."

"What the hell is this..."

Listening to Luo Shibin's long sigh, Shui Ziliu couldn't help shaking his head, and said nothing more, looking at the night outside that was about to swallow up the light.

In the darker warehouse, there was only the flickering light and fire accompanied by the hissing and groaning of pain, swaying in the darkness...

"Where did you two go? You came back so late?"

Zhou Bingkun mumbled, his brain was working fast, and he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation. Wang Yan said: "He went to my place after get off work and said he would come back with me. Don't you know, aunt, sometimes I'm busy, sometimes I'm free, so he stayed there for a while."

Li Suhua looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, then looked at his old son who nodded repeatedly, and pulled up his hand: "What's wrong with his hand?"

Zhou Bingkun thought of this reason, grinning: "I accidentally touched it when I was working, and my brother took care of it for me. It was like this at the time..." As he spoke, he moved around in the room and gestured.

"Okay, you're grown up now, and you're still giving me a headache. Hurry up, wash your hands and eat."

The two of them went to the outer room to wash their hands with hot water, and then helped Li Suhua take the bowls, chopsticks, food and other things to the kang table in the room, and started a sumptuous dinner.

Cabbage stewed with meat and tofu, scrambled eggs with green onions, and the indispensable pickled vegetables and green onion dip. These green onions were all planted by Li Suhua himself, planted in pots on the ground, and they would be harvested every few days.

Zhou Bingkun was originally doing hard work in the soy sauce factory, and he had beaten Luo Shibin in the evening, so his appetite was opened, and he had a big meal. After dinner, he washed his feet early, lay in the middle of the kang, listened to Li Suhua's usual nagging about relatives outside, and fell asleep in a daze.

As a mother, Li Suhua loves her children. Seeing that her son was asleep, she stopped knitting sweaters with the lights on. She turned off the lights early and whispered about life with Wang Yan, who was lying on the kang...

After dealing with Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin, Zhou Bingkun began to study the matter of confessing to his biological mother. He had to think of a reason that was as reasonable as possible and would not be easily discovered, and at the same time, he had to help Zheng Juan overcome the hurdle in her heart.

Zheng Juan was a real woman, she was really very good. Faced with Zhou Bingkun's eager expectations, she hesitated to go to the old Zhou family to see Li Suhua. After all, it was pure deception, which was sorry for Zhou Bingkun and the old Zhou family.

Of course, it was not only her, but also Zheng's mother. Not only did she lose her conscience by lying, but she was also afraid of being exposed. When the news spread out, she would definitely be scolded by thousands of people. It didn't matter if she was an old woman who was going to die, but Zheng Juan and Zheng Guangming would not be able to live like a human being in the future.

Zheng Guangming was okay. Although he didn't want to lie, he was happy to do it for the good of his sister. Despite this, their whole family is a liar.

For his future happy life, Zhou Bingkun also tried his best to persuade them. He spent half a month and said all the good words, which helped the mother and the three of them to prepare psychologically and make up their words.

But this is not guaranteed, after all, they are all private rehearsals, and no one knows what will happen when they really meet.

But Zhou Bingkun can't care so much anymore, the arrow is on the string, and it has to be shot, so what can I do...

Thank you (I am a bookworm 8gzi) (pickers) (the last bus of the 80s) (Shudao) five big brothers for continued support.

Daily thanks to the good brothers who voted for the monthly ticket for support,

Thank you to the brothers who voted for the recommendation for support,

Thank you to the big brothers who read books silently for support.