I do n’t know if anyone has asked you, how much are you willing to take risks? Do something you know is dangerous and contrary to morality and law.

I never asked Graff that way, it didn't matter, because he already had a decision in his heart. He knows what to choose from a life of distress and happiness already in his hands.

When a tartar has nothing, he doesn't care about losing and gaining, but when a person who doesn't have it, what he is most afraid of is losing.

的 The smile on his face gradually disappeared, always with some unlit eyes flashing cold in the night. As soon as he raised his hand, he held the hand of the policeman holding the carriage.

I have stepped on the pedals, and most of my body stepped into the carriage. The policeman took a meal and looked back at him, with an inscrutable contempt in his eyes, "What?"

Graff took a roll of money from his pocket, which was the pocket money Du Lin gave him as a small compensation for temporarily expropriating the first profit. Graf had no complaints about it, because he knew that he could not do anything without Doolin. Moreover, this is not a small number, a hundred dollars. In addition to eating and drinking and looking for a woman, there are probably more than 70 yuan left.

普通 For ordinary people in this era, this is almost equal to the money that can be saved by saving money a year. He took out the roll of money, and after a few clicks, it suddenly stopped, and it was tucked into the police's pocket. He also patted it gently to help the policeman to clean up the wrinkles on the pocket. .

"It's so late, Mr. Police still has to patrol. You must haven't eaten so hard? Would you like to eat in the restaurant in front, warm and warm?" Graff's tone brought consultation and certain flattering, only his His eyes were inconsistent with what he said.

杜 From Du Lin's point of view, Graf is a bit silly and a bit stupid, but this does not mean that Graf has no social experience.

What is society?

Society is a giant who is too strong to talk, and constantly slaps on everyone's face. When the slap of society is drawn to everyone's face, the pain is felt, and that pain is social experience. Everyone grows in the constant drawing, and has acquired enough social experience, so that they can try their best to hide when the society raises their hands.

Graff has social experience, so he handled the accident according to his own understanding. He thought it would be useful to do so.

Under the dim streetlight, the greed in the police's eyes was brighter than the streetlight. He was very clear and saw that Graff had at least fifty yuan in his money. This is a judgement made by his experience. That roll of money is at least fifty dollars. But these fifty pieces did not satisfy his greed. Graf gave him fifty dollars, and he realized that the things on these carriages could bring more benefits to this big man than fifty.

May be hundreds, maybe thousands or more. As a police officer, he knew almost every grey business in Tener City. He can almost tell which tycoon started on what, and which boss has any unclean business. It is precisely because of this that he moved his hands on these carriages because he did not know these people and was a new face.

Don't underestimate the power of rules. Whether it's gangs or policemen, they are obeying rules invisible to ordinary people. Every force has a fixed procedure for each way they use to obtain benefits, but this time is absolutely abnormal this time. No one notified him that someone would deliver on this road at night, so he thought it was a chance. He is a policeman, defending justice and stopping crime is not exactly what he should do?

Completely penetrated into the carriage of the carriage, and the tip of his nose could smell a slight scent of wine, and the ecstasy of the policeman's face almost disappeared. Just as he knows the city very well, he also knows the huge profits of private wine. It doesn't need to be much, as long as the goods of this carriage are returned to him, he will leave the city immediately without any problems.

Of course, for the sake of insurance, he decided to pry open a box, after all, in addition to private wine, there are low-level fruit wine.

Under the squeezing of the baton, the wooden shelf made an unpleasant twisting sound. His hands almost trembled and took out a bottle of wine. Then he unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and the whole face turned red instantly.

Just when the policeman decided to eat the goods, Graf also made a decision, a very difficult one. Because the carriage stopped, the little ones behind came back, Graf raised his head, stared at another policeman who was smoking at the carriage driver's position, and several teenagers nodded.

Next, Graf pulled his dagger out of his waist and stepped on the carriage with his pedals.

From the time Morris was killed, he knew that he might have taken another path, and one day, he would have to face such a decision.

But he doesn't regret it.

The horse-drawn carriage shook a few times as Graf boarded, and the ecstatic policeman turned around suddenly, just trying to intimidate the big man and swallow the goods. The next second, before he could say it, a sharp dagger was inserted into his eyes, and he stirred.

Graff hurried forward, hugged the weak policeman, and set him aside quietly.

Walking outside the car, the policeman holding the brake lever of the carriage swayed his cigarette and looked at the exquisite goods in the cupboards on the street, wondering what he was thinking. After taking the last sip, he dropped the cigarette **** on the ground, glanced down, raised his foot, stepped on it, and crushed it. When he looked up again, he found that he was surrounded by six or seven and a half boys. The teenagers were awful-looking, with fierce light in their eyes, just like the dogs that greeted him at home every night when they returned home, their eyes were green.

He was aware that something was wrong, and when he immediately drew the pistol on his belt, the teenagers squeezed in all of a sudden. They squeezed tightly together, and the smoking policeman's movement to reach his belt became slower. His eyes slowly moved from the face of a dull teenager in front of him, slowly down, and looked at his waist.

Twenty-three daggers were all inserted in, and there were no blades. Two of them were twisting wildly. He didn't feel much pain at this time. When the body was suddenly injured, there would be an overreaction, which temporarily closed the transmission of pain. The fear in his eyes washed away what the previous man couldn't say. When he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, one boy covered his mouth immediately, while the other boy twitched the knife and inserted it into his throat.

不到 The whole process took less than ten seconds, and the policeman entered the carriage with the help of two or three teenagers.

With a touch of excitement in Graff's eyes, he pulled the dagger out of the eye of the policeman, wiped it on his clean police uniform, and took the money out of his pocket. UU reading books www.uukanshu. Com took a spit of water before inserting the dagger back into the sheath.

The car curtain was opened at this time, he glanced at him, and immediately rushed up to drag another "sleeping" policeman, and the carriage slowly moved again.

In addition to some less obvious blood on the ground, even if there are witnesses, they may not dare to say something or dare to do anything.

This group of people dare to kill even the police, don't they dare to kill an ordinary person?

Under the dim lights of the street lights, the three carriages gradually disappeared into the night behind the intersection, as if they had never stayed here.

After a few moments of panic, a frightened passerman poked his head out of the dark alley and looked at the place where the carriage disappeared.

He is just an ordinary tramp, he doesn't want to cause trouble, so he decides to leave here.

When he left quickly in the opposite direction, he accidentally hit a passerby because of fear and panic.

这个 At this time, there are not many pedestrians on the road in Tener City, not to mention that it is not a bustling section. After 8 o'clock every day, the pedestrians on the road are almost few in number.

Apologizing, he looked up, his heart was shaking, and he was a group of half-large young people.

The young man, headed by a trance, wore a peaked cap and a windbreaker, and in the open windbreaker was a checked woolen sweater.

"Walk a little!" The young man said to him, and he nodded again and again, the young man seemed to think of something, and took out a one-dollar bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket. It's getting colder and colder, get some winter clothes! "

He was a little at a loss as he watched the group walk past him, until he could no longer see those people, and then stared blankly at his split pocket, lying quietly for a dollar Banknotes.