The old man has lived in this city for many years, witnessing the changes of the city, from loneliness to prosperity, and witnessing the coming and going of the crowd.

Many natives who are born and raised are not as familiar with this city as an outsider.

He walked through streets, overpasses, and commercial districts with his cane.

Walking aimlessly on the road, he never found a chance to carve the last scratch.

He remembered the guy he met at the subway station yesterday.

Because for so long from yesterday morning to tonight, he just succeeded in doing this good thing.

"If you want to do good deeds, it depends on luck... In modern society, everyone is guarding against each other..."

After glanced at the scratches on the cane, the old man sighed, and then he looked kind again.

"But, there is only one last thing, and good things will last, and it will be the last two days."

Before he knew it, the old man walked to an alley.

A young man suddenly rushed out of a blind spot without street lights and grabbed the passing girl's arm.

"Get out the money!"

The girl struggled to break free.

"Hurry up! Grab money, just money!"

The boy's face was filled with nervousness, as if he had done this for the first time.

The old man felt that his opportunity had come.

The chance to carve the last scratch.

"What are you doing? Little kid!" he shouted in his biggest voice.

The boy was startled by the sudden shouting sound.

Nervously, the boy subconsciously pulled the girl's shoulder bag. Because the force was too strong, the strap of the shoulder bag was torn off and the girl was dragged to the ground.

Before the boy fled, he still did not forget to leave a word for him.

"I'm old! You'd better not let me see it again!"

The old man ignored it and hurried forward.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

"Ouch!"

"You sprained your ankle?"

...

...

The old man was walking with the girl.

"Where do you live?"

"Just ahead, not far."

Five minutes later.

"I live here, this building."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked around.

A sign with a red light is on, a woman who is exposed to clothes that makes people feel bloody, or a stocking of different colors or a white thigh...

here……

It's a hair salon street.

Enter the house.

"Thank you so much today, sir!"

He waved his hand and said, "No need to thank you, I won't bother you anymore, let's go first."

Just as he was about to leave, the girl suddenly stopped him.

"What are you going... Let's chat..."

The girl's voice suddenly became charming.

The knowledgeable old man was stunned.

seem……

Girls are not ordinary girls.

It's a special girl.

Girls who offer...special services.

"Did you do that?"

"Fast food 300 packs for 700 at night..." The girl quoted the price very skillfully.

His brows frowned slightly.

"I don't need it, thank you, let me go."

The girl did not give in, but instead pushed him down, just in time for him to fall on the bed.

"I don't believe in men who are not lustful..." The girl's voice was still charming, and she said while taking off her top.

She took off her top easily, and the black lace bra made her look more charming and attractive, and her figure curve was unreservedly exposed in front of him.

The old man knew very well what he had encountered.

The so-called forced buying and selling is like this.

He got up and pushed the girl away, picked up his cane and wanted to leave.

Who knows...

The girl started shouting.

"Ah! I won't pay for it after doing it!"

Immediately afterwards, the door outside was opened and a man rushed in.

"Who doesn't give the money?"

"He." The girl pointed at the old man with her finger.

"Old man, you're afraid you don't want to live anymore, right? Don't pay for it after doing it? You can get a free job?" the man said viciously.

The man rushed over and grabbed the old man, rummaging on him, his movements were extremely rough.

Scattered coins spilled all over the floor, and the sound of metal colliding against the tiled floor was particularly harsh.

"Wearing such a good suit and a gold watch, if you don't believe me, you'll just be the two!" The man refused to give up, pulled the old man's watch off, and then wanted to tear off the old man's shirt.

"Let me go!"

The old man's old voice was so powerless at this moment.

The man ignored his voice at all.

He was plundering possible property on the old man, without worrying that the size of the force in his hand might hurt the elderly man.

The girl has already put on her top that she took off before and is wearing lipstick on the side.

She was familiar with this trick of immortal dancing. As the most important part of immortal dancing, all this was not surprising to her.

When he found that the old man had no more cash on his body, the man cursed and hit the old man with his hands until there was bruises on his face, and he did not stop.

"Old thing! If you don't take out the money, don't think about leaving here today!"

Hearing the slap and the man's curse, the girl frowned, and the action of applying lipstick stopped for a moment, and then continued to apply lipstick in front of the mirror.

Neither of them noticed...

The old man's eyes gradually turned red.

The blood-like bright red covered the old man's original white eyes, and his pupils gradually changed from black to crimson.

After more than ten minutes.

The ceiling was filled with crimson blood.

On the door, on the floor, on the TV, on the bed, on the wardrobe...

Blood is everywhere.

The whole bedroom is full of blood!

All are blood!

The liver, spleen, heart... various internal organ fragments of crimson purple-red black-red flying around these blood.
To be continued...