Book3:WereMyDreamIs
书迷正在阅读：黑手党继承人爱上我 , 静谧流淌 , 世界之罪 , 《繁星坠落时》前菁英刑警现暴躁攻x暗黑杀手偏执疯狂受——我不想做谁的英雄，只想做你的英雄。CWT69 , 绑定jingye收集系统（np 高h） , 催眠总攻:被设定的男人们 , 深夜的修复师 , 请你教我如何爱! , 抱抱那个替身（虫族）【番外】 , 立志写轻小说的我，难道不可以谈一场恋爱嘛! , 聚众吸万人迷beta的日常 , 身边人
pens…”Imaginationwasfasterthanhispanion.Hereachedthemanfirst,twistedtheswithisbrainandthendidthesametotheteen-ager.Andloandbehold,amiraclehappehemanloweredhisraisedfistandsmilinglyhelpedtheyoungboytogetup,saying, “….sorry…sorry…lilbro…SorryIthrewyouontheground.Youhurt?” “…Myfault,bro”saidtheteen-agerjumpingupfromtheground.“Allmyfault.Didoboostyourwallet…Don’tbmeyouforbein’angry…Iwaswrong,bigbro,pleasefiveme…”Takingthewalletfromhispocket,hehaothemanwithbothhands.Themanpushedtheboy’shandsawaysaying, 19 “No,no…Youneedmoney,soyoupickmypocket.Bigdeal...Youtookityoukeepit.Lilbro,keepthedough.Don’tmakemelookbad.”Theteen-agerdidnotlistentotheman’swordsbutforcefullytuckedthewalletinsidehispocketsaying, “Bigbro,Itooktheroll.Letmereturnit…imeIneedmoneyIwilletoyou.How’sthat?imeyougivememoney,Iwilltakeit,nomatterhowmuchyougiveme…”Themiddle-agedmantookthewalletoutofhispocketandstuffeditbacktotheteen-ager’shandssaying, “…lilbrother…Idon’tmindtellingyouthiswalletain’tmine.Ipickeditoutofsomeone’spocket…Wemeet,webrawl,webeebrothers.Thisismypresenttoyouok?”Theteen-agerssawthatthemanreallymeantwhathesaidandthatheseemedtohavemadeuphismindaboutnottakingthewalletback,sohesaid, “Bigbro,you’rereallygreat.Whatyousaygivingthiswalletback?That‘seveerright?”Themiddle-agedman’seyeslightedupandhesaid, “Yes,yes.Yhtlilbrother.Let’sgiveitback.Ipickedthepocketofagentatthebusstatiostillbelookingforit…”WhenDimitrisawtheclusiontothislittleinterlude;heughedaloudandsaid, “That’sjustgreat!Ihoughtthatitwouldworkthiswell!”Turningtohistwoloyalservantswhowerestandingintheairohimhesaid,“Creativity,pleasegotothecrowdedbusstationandtwisttheswiteveryone’sbrai’sseeiftheywillbeepoliteandcivilized…”CreativityimmediatelyflewtowardstheillingaroundtheGreyhoundbusterminal. Justasthetwonewlyacquaintedbrotherswerecrossireetandgoingtowardsthebusterminal,multiplegunshotssouheair.Gunshotswerenorareeventintheseparts,butbecauseitwasbroaddaylight,theywerestillcauseforarseemedthattwogunmenwereengagedinagunbattle.Amaninabckjackettotteredontothestreetfromthebusstatiosideofhisbodycoveredwithblood.Heranohinghard,stoppingnowaoshootatsomeonebehindhistrong,sturdymaninaredjacketcamerunningwithaguninhishandandohemaninthebckjackettookanothershotathim.Themaninbcktwasalreadybloodyandwoundedandthisadditionalbulletfinallydidhimin.Faintfromlossofblood,hedroppeddowntotheground.Themaninredranuptohisvictim,kickedawaytheguninhishandandbrutallybootedhiswoundedleftsidecausinghimtomoaninpain.Hesauntinglyatthemanonthegroundsaying, “Stillbreathingeh,yousonofabitch?Youwannatramponmyturfandrapemywoman?I’lliceyougood,shootyourbrainsoutayoudieamessydeath…”Themaninbckclosedhiseyesandthoughttohimself, “Thisisitforme.There’snowayIgetoutofthisalive.SomanytimesIhavecheateddeathbytheskinofmyteeth,buttodayIhavemetmymatch.There’ssomuchbadvibesbetweenhimandIthathewillmelivetoday.Iwaokillhim,butdidn’tknowthatitilldieunderhisrod…Itisfate…”Themaninredointinghisgunattheheadofthemaninthe