Gangster Play House 【ABO】

Chapter 16

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Name: 【KP】黑帮过家家 ]

The room was clean, but the Porsche seemed to be rolling in the ashes. The heavy coat was taken off early, and the black turtleneck sweater was worn alone on the tall and thin figure.

Kinn looked around in amazement. In a small place of more than 20 square meters, he was strolling in his new territory like a strutting snow wolf. Porsche felt uncomfortable, and his temper became impatient. Stuck into the cramped and narrow bathroom, and took off the clothes on his body in disgust.

The sound of rushing water soon resounded in the room, and white mist rose and fell on the obscene translucent glass inlaid inside the door frame, making the figures inside become hazy, like a deep pool the moonlight in the sky is like the fog in the forest in the morning.

The sound of the water flow was like a switch. Kinn, who was patrolling around, suddenly stopped walking slowly, and his broad shoulders collapsed as if deflated, as if an invisible force was pressing on the tall figure, causing Kinn to sit down. On the edge of the bed, the chest is folded, the back is bent, and the back folded into a long bow suddenly presses against the thin lining. From head to toe, every pore seems to be expressing fatigue.

He rested his elbows on his knees, his jaws against his forehead, and his throbbing temples throbbed under his fingertips. Kinn yearned for the smell of tobacco for no reason and put his right hand into his trousers pocket and rummaged through it. He fumbled out a pack of cigarettes, which were left with little.

Probably brought out of the safe house, he smoked a lot on and off during the week Porsche was away. Kinn's addiction to cigarettes is not very strong, and he only wants to smoke a few cigarettes when he is under high pressure. Porsche took Thomas to the hospital alone, but it seemed to be a signal, arousing the desire for cigarettes in his body that had not emerged for a long time, making him miss the smoke eroding the brain, The whole person feels like floating in the air.

And now, another Porsche-absent moment. The pressure, panic, and exhaustion deliberately suppressed in front of the man surged up, causing Kinn to eagerly light the cigarette in his hand, take a deep breath, and half-closed his eyelids, exhaling gray-white choking smoke.

When the whole person was wrapped in smoke, for some reason, Kinn suddenly remembered the first time he touched cigarettes. He was just over 20 at that time, but something happened to Tankhun, he became crazy, and he could no longer bear the title of heir to the family. The burden of the whole family fell on his shoulders at once. There is no other choice.

All innocent dreams are shattered in the face of cruel reality. When Tankhun was not crazy, as the second young master of his family, he fairly happy life. At the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he even plucked up the courage to participate in a singing program held by a TV station, dreaming of winning first place. , From then on, he became a singer or something. It's funny how a gangster kid privately dreams of being a singer, and now, it's all over.

There are too many things to learn, but too little time left for him, the branch family is eyeing the position of the head of the family, and the family can only whip a whip on his back like a madman, forcing him to swallow. Shedding tears of blood and desperately crawling forward. All of Kinn's teenage nature was folded in the day-to-day persecution. The huge psychological pressure kept him awake all night. When it was almost dawn, he was fully dressed and waited for the new day. in class. His back was bent, his expression was worn into a hollow white, the red blood in his eyes spread from the corners of his eyes to his pupils, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled by a thread. He sneered, mocked, and smiled contemptuously, but he no longer had the original sincerity. smile.