Chapter 47

A certain high-end residential area in Hanshui City.

Twelve o'clock at night!
A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the elevator with a briefcase reeking of alcohol. He staggered outside the door and took out his key. Just as he opened the door, a black figure suddenly appeared from the corridor beside him.

The man shrank back in horror, he opened his sleepy eyes, saw the face of the shadow clearly, frowned involuntarily, cursing bad luck in his heart.

"Why are you here again? You have been fired by the company, why are you always pestering me?"

"When will the compensation of 1 yuan be given to me?"

A man with disheveled hair and a haggard face came out of the darkness. Wang Qiang had been waiting at the door since six o'clock. This was the third time he came this week.

The long anxious waiting made his voice extremely hoarse.Wang Qiang is 33 years old this year. He is an ordinary migrant worker in the city. He was fired by the company five months ago, which made his life worse. Tragic things often come in groups.

His girlfriend who had been dating for three years found a reason to break up with him. With no source of income, his savings were quickly consumed by the rent. Wang Qiang couldn’t understand why he worked hard and worked overtime every time until the latest, but he was still fired by the company. Why did he work day and night for so many years, and the remaining savings could not even pay the rent for a few months?

The hundreds of resumes submitted in the past few days have all come to nothing, and he has no choice but to put all his hopes on the company's compensation.

"Didn't I give you 3000 yuan? What else do you think?" The middle-aged man yelled loudly.

"The contract says [-]!"

"Contract? Then you take the contract and sue me? Get out!" The middle-aged man cursed at Wang Qiang, opened the door and was about to enter, Wang Qiang grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, "Anyway, you must give me the money today?"

"Let go! What do you mean? Playing hooligans, right? Tell you, I don't take this kind of thing, you stinky worker, I'll just talk about it today, want money? Not a cent!"

These words were like a dagger with a cold light, piercing into Wang Qiang's heart. Wang Qiang was trembling all over, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the man viciously.

The man broke free from Wang Qiang's grasped arm and walked into the house, "Get out of here, you trash, or I'll call the police if you don't leave!"

As soon as he slammed the door, just as the iron door was about to close, a pair of hands stretched into the crack of the door. The huge impact of the iron door immediately made his fingers bleed, but Wang Qiang's expression didn't change at all. He opened the door and walked into the room!
When the middle-aged man saw Wang Qiang who broke into the house, he finally became flustered, "What on earth do you want!"

"Give me the 1 yuan I deserve!"

"Bah, what do you deserve? It's not bad to give you 3000 yuan, and you don't go out to inquire about it. I used to not give you a penny! Get out!"

The middle-aged man roared loudly, seeing that Wang Qiang didn't move at all, "Fuck, don't get out, you wait for me!" He turned around and rushed to the kitchen, rushing out with a kitchen knife, "You broke into a private house, I can hack you to death right now!"

He held up the kitchen knife and slashed towards Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang was frightened and froze. When the kitchen knife was about to fall on his head, he instinctively raised his arm to block it.

Wang Qiang's head buzzed, "He wants to kill me!"

The middle-aged man took advantage of the strength of the wine and refused to give up, as if he really wanted to hack Wang Qiang to death. He continued to wield the kitchen knife. Wang Qiang quickly dodged backwards. The middle-aged man staggered. When he was chasing forward, his feet accidentally tripped and fell down. Wang Qiang took this opportunity and rushed to him to snatch his kitchen knife.

The two wrestled on the ground. The middle-aged man's body had already been hollowed out by the wine, and Wang Qiang was nowhere stronger than Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang grabbed the kitchen knife and swung the knife, cutting a bloodstain on the middle-aged man's chest. The severe pain woke up the middle-aged man's drunkenness.

He hurriedly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will give you the money, and I will give you one hundred thousand!"

But at this moment, Wang Qiang was so stimulated that he lost his mind, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear the middle-aged man's wailing at all. After cutting out a knife, he didn't stop at all. The light of the knife flashed. , a stream of blood foam overflowed from his mouth, and the plasma behind his head spread out on the floor, and there was no more sound.

Wang Qiang let go of the knife handle tremblingly, stood up, looked at the dead body on the floor, his brain felt dizzy, "I killed someone!"

His body shook violently like a pendulum, and he went out of the door in a daze.

Early the next morning, Wang Qiang was awakened by the noise downstairs and woke up from the bed in the rental house.

What happened last night was like a dream, until he looked in the mirror and saw the blood on his clothes, he had no choice but to accept the reality. He hugged his head and cried, whimpering, like a wounded little animal.

While Wang Qiang was crying bitterly, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his mind, "Did you close the door when I left last night?"

He tried hard to recall the scene of last night, but the memory was fragmented, no matter how he recalled, he couldn't think of it. He looked at the door in horror, feeling that the police were already on the way to arrest him, as if they would break into the door in the next second.

"It's over, my life is over!"

He felt that he had fallen into the abyss of despair. As time passed, he finally made a decision. He called his parents in the countryside and told them that he was doing well and told them not to worry. He must go home to see them during the Chinese New Year this year.

After making the phone call, he put the murder weapon, the kitchen knife, into a plastic bag and went downstairs, intending to surrender to the police station!

When Wang Qiang went downstairs and just left the community, he saw a group of people holding banners and angrily surrounding a few men in trousers and leather shoes.

"Money back, we don't want the house anymore, so we refunded all our money!"

"The off-plan property is like this. We have nothing to do if it's unfinished. Is this your attitude to solve the problem? Get out of the way, everyone sit down and talk peacefully!"

"What is there to talk about with you? It's been a year, how many times have we approached you, refund the money!"

"Anyway, we will no longer pay a penny for that pile of broken cement."

"Then you tell the bank, the house is not what we want to unfinished, the capital chain is broken, we are also victims!"

In the middle is a fat man with a big head and big ears protected by a few men in suits, with a gloomy face. He is a high-level leader of the group. I don’t know who leaked the itinerary today.He furiously said: "That's what happened, you go to the government department to sue us, you troublemakers, tell you, I have already called the police, the police are on the way, and they will arrest you all at that time!"

Wang Qiang didn't have the mood to join in the fun at this time, he had already walked far away, but when he heard this familiar words, he suddenly stopped in his tracks!
(End of this chapter)

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