Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第179/327页)

 Atall,stalwart,violent-lookingmobsterrushedintardenaheadofhisbandoffive,sixferociousruffians.Hewasinsuchahurrythatinthedarknesshehithisheadhardagainstaprotrudingwallwhichwassolidasabastionofiron,fhimtototterbackafewstepsasgoldenstarsfshedbeforehiseyes.Herubbedhiseyesashelookedaroundandaskedhisfollowers,

    “Youguysseeanywallinfront?”

    “No,boss”theyreplied.“Wedon’tseenowallinfront,oyspace.”

    “That’sstrange”hemutteredtohimself.“IknowIhitawall.Howethere’snothingthere?”Theshortmanwithanarrowforeheadandpointedheadwhowasfollowingrightbehindhimsaweverythingthathappeherereallywasnothinginfrontofhisboss,butthenhealsoclearlysawhimhitsomethingsolidandtotterbatheimpact!.

    “That’sspooky!”thoughtheashissly,mouselikeeyesrolledaroundinptionofthesituation.“Therearelotsethingshappeninginthisworld,suymphsfromheavenfloatingdowh;sonothingisimpossible.Thereseemstobesomethingjinxedabouttonightandthingsdon’tlookgood.Bettermixedupwithit.IhadbettertakethefirstceIgettobailoutandlookforthatmysterioustrillionairebymyself.OnceIcapturehim,Iwouldbeingintobigbudwillbeintrolofunlimitedwealth.IfIamsoluckyastocapturethosetwonymphsandhavemywaywiththemtheywouldmakeidealpythings.”Theshortmanwaslostinhiswishfulthinking…

    Thebigbosswasnotwillingtogiveup.Hebracedhimselfandledhisunderlingsfain.Thistimehewashitbyanironfistrightintheface.Hefellbackwardsheavilyagainsthisfollowersandwhowereknockeddhtalikedominoesandthegroundwasscatteredwithbodieslikesomanyrollinggourds.Theshortmanwiththepointedheadmadeuseofthisopportunitytoslipsilentlyaway.Thebigbossangrilypickedhimselfupfromthegroundandroaredathisfollowersinexasperation,

    “WhotheFKdarestosurpriseattackme,eh?SpeakorIwillshootthewholepackofyougoodfornothinghooligans.”Thethugsslowlygettingupfromthegroundsawthatthebigbossreallygotitthistime!Hisfacewasswollen,hislefteyebdblue,hisnosebloodyandbrokenandbloodwasdrippingdownfromtheerofhislips.Toventhisangerandfrustrationhekickedandhithisfollowers,shouting,“Talk,youidiots.Whowasitthatattackedme?Ifyouwon’ttalkIwillreallykilllofyou!”

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    “Hey,boss”saidhisfollowersenduringthekidinsultsinmeeksubmission.“Wehaveallbeenwithyouformanyyearsandhavemadeourbonesandprovedourloyaltytoyouagainandagain.Nobodyheredarestoattackyou.Thatwouldbebringingdisasteronourselves!Heyboss,weswearit’snotus.Youthinkitovercarefully.”

    “Theyareright”thoughtthebigboss.“Thesemenhavebeenwithmeforalongtimeandarescaredtodeathofme.Theydon’tdaremoveafingerevenwhenIamasleep.Butwhointheworldwoulddaretogivemeasurpriseattack?”Heturnedsuddenly,tookhisgunoutofhispocketandaimeditattheskyshouting,“WhotheFKissecretlyattagme?eoutorI’llfire!”Justashewasabouttopullthetrigger,thewristofhisrighthandwhichwasholdingthegunwassuddenlycspedinaviselikegripandthegunwaseasilytakenawayfromhim.

    “Soyouarethebigboss!”saidavoitheair.“Youarethechiefculpritguiltyofthemostheinouscrimesandhavenardforwandorder.TodayIwillteachyoualesson.”Ironfistspunchedinquicksuccessionathisjawandstomadhisbuttocksreceivedviciouskickswhithimgro