Chapter 11 Section 4

Asakusa, Kaminarimon. Dozens of old poor houses that can be called urban stains are close together, a certain unremarkable dilapidated apartment unit. We could see the faint and flickering fluorescent tubes outside the window, scratching and scratching, although it was very uncomfortable, but no one cared about it. The table is full of OEM plastic dolls, the parts and materials are randomly piled up in the corner, there is a pot of offal noodles that have been eaten for four days in the half-open refrigerator, the smell of corruption is in the air, and the leaking pipes are obvious. Hear rats squeak.

Lottery tickets are held tightly. Sitting in a rusty wheelchair, the bloated woman's eyes were full of hatred. She can be said to be the closest person in the world to Lady Luck. In particular, close to thirty-one. "...I repeat again, the winning numbers for this issue are seven, eighteen, twenty-three, thirty-four, six, thirteen, and the special number is thirty-two! I hope that you in front of the TV are holding the first prize Lottery ticket!" On the small TV, Mr. Lotto repeated the numbers arranged on the ball box with a happy expression.The woman's whole body was stiff, and her teeth were almost shattered by her own bite.Eight, seventeen, thirty-two, thirty-five, five, fourteen, the hope in the woman's hand seems to have nothing to do with the lottery jackpot, but as long as the number is increased or decreased by one, she is the lucky one favored by heaven Son.

This devilish joke-like coincidence has tortured the woman mercilessly and embarrassingly thirty-one times. No matter how she saves money to buy lottery tickets, how to add and subtract favorite numbers, and ponder over and over again, the final number will definitely come out. Passed by her. thirty one. So it was definitely on purpose. God deliberately embarrassed her, mocked her, and cursed her. "Am I really the unluckiest person in the world? Am I the least qualified to be lucky? What have I done! Who is qualified to play with me like this!" The woman was furious, tore the lottery ticket to pieces, and opened her mouth Swallow the lottery ticket fragments in your stomach.

The small old TV screen has long been replaced by Tokyo local news broadcasts. An old Obasan who picked up 5 million yuan in the park toilet but has nothing to lose is accepting the reporter's interview amiably. Women's hatred is still increasing rapidly. The public toilet reported in the news was near her home, and the time when Obasan picked up the huge sum of money was vaguely when the woman passed the park in the afternoon to buy lottery tickets.At that time, she was a little anxious to urinate, so she looked around the public toilet in the corner, but then gave up the idea.The handicapped ramp to the public toilet was blocked by a pile of dog poop.

If her wheelchair runs over dog poop to go to the toilet, she will be the one who picks up the big money. But she can't cry anymore. Crying is the emotion of wronged people, but she only has endless anger. Seven years ago, a woman and her friend crossed the street drunk and laughing, when a Cadillac running a red light and a speeding garbage truck hit them at the same time. The difference is that after several screams and high-speed tires, the Cadillac knocked her friend to the side of the road, and she was hit by the garbage truck.In the end, her best friend was only injured in the calf, but the big entrepreneur driver of Cadillac actually married her as sweet compensation, and married into a wealthy family ever since.

"I'm sorry, please sign the consent form for surgery, we must amputate your leg from below the knee." However, when she was hit by a garbage truck and woke up again after shock, she could only hear the doctor's cruel and cold sigh. As a result, both of the woman's legs were amputated, and she was doomed to live with Lunpu in this life.But unlucky, she only got compensation a little more than the medical expenses, and she also got the notoriety of being hit by a garbage truck and losing her legs. This is just the tip of the iceberg. In elementary school, middle school, and vocational school, every time the seats were arranged, whether it was by lottery or arranged according to height, there was exactly one seat difference between her and the boy she liked, and the position separating them was always chosen by Prince Charming last. Possessed by the sweet girl, she is embarrassing and suffers from lovelorn.

Every time, as long as there is a long, long queue to watch a popular movie, or a concert, or a ball game, it is her turn to come to the ticket gate, and the tickets must be sold out. The government's new employment subsidy for disabled youths, but because she was born one day early, she has no subsidy of a dime, and can only rely on simple household handicrafts to get by. Last year, she married a worthless husband who picked up waste. She was beaten and sexually abused as a bitch all day long. Just as she cried in the dark and lamented the inhumane encounter, her husband accidentally fell to his death.She was both surprised and happy, because she knew that her husband had a huge amount of life insurance, so she was looking forward to a new life. Unexpectedly, the insurance company collapsed viciously, and the government refused to take over the support. The woman was once again empty-handed and depressed, and committed suicide twice.

Finally, the pervert who committed eight rape cases in a row last month caught her in a dark alley with a rambo knife. Less than ten seconds after he brutally assaulted her, when he was putting on his pants and grinning grinningly, the community policeman discovered his wickedness. He subdued him with a row and a stick, and she could only lie in the drunk's vomit and cry loudly. In this life, she has absolutely nothing to do with luck. Although the distance between luck and her is only as close as a thin line, that slight difference is doomed to a relationship where the magnetic force of the same pole repels each other.The closer you get, the more ironic the force of resistance becomes.

Then, all the woman's food money for this month was spent on the lottery tickets that had just been torn up. "Who's going to kill me! Who's going to kill me!" the woman yelled, and the huge rat crawling around in the water pipe behind the wall was too frightened to move. tread. Tread. Tat T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T The black rubber shoes ran wildly in the night sky of Asakusa City, every step was full of uncontrollable murderousness and malice, approaching the unfortunate woman with ferocious momentum and unstoppable speed. Those devilish eyes. "Kill me! Who will help me kill me! Kill the inhuman God!"

The woman bared her teeth and cursed, and there was the slapping of her neighbors' protesting noise on the wall. quietly.Standing in the posture of waiting for the rabbit, the oriole is behind the heart, and the eyes squatting on the nearby roof, blinking and blinking nimbly, shining with a cunning that even a lone fox can't match. He has already faded the breath from his whole body, not even keeping his "life". The palms are clean and flawless, but this does not affect the young man's confidence at all. "Wu Tingjian, the descendant of the Wu family who has gone mad, found another way after being crippled with one hand."

The radiant young man watched the black shadow surrounded by ferocious flames, rushing like a crossbow from the other side of the city to the slum where the woman lived. The young man said to himself: "Sure enough, he is a legendary genius, comparable to me." "So what the hell! Don't think you can play tricks on me forever! What can you do to me after I'm dead! I will never succumb to your malicious abuse!" The woman growled out the window and pulled a pair of thick plastic-handled scissors from a cluttered drawer. The slapping of the neighbors protested more violently. Tat T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T T The sound of thunderous footsteps. "Damn woman!" Soi Ying's forehead was about to split open, and he muttered to himself, "If you want to commit suicide, you might as well let me do it! Don't complicate things!" make a fist. steps. The steel tank of the water tower under his feet was dented and cracked, and a large amount of water stored suddenly exploded. With this help, the black shadow fell from the top floor until it hard stopped on the balcony of the fourth floor. The black shadow looked at the woman in front of the TV through the window. The woman's scissors pierced her neck a few seconds earlier, splashing fresh blood all over the place. With perplexity in her eyes, she thought that the terrifying shadow standing behind the window was the god of death from hell, who was about to chain her soul to suffer in hell. "Smelly 38." The black shadow was furious, and the ferocious flames soared. The window glass in front of him shattered. "It's bad luck, and that's normal." The young man who was squatting on the rooftop next door to observe everything smiled and said: "I don't even look at your own unlucky situation. You are surrounded by fierce aura. Sooner or later you will suffer the consequences. You will never be able to recover forever. I have never seen such a stupid life hunter. "He touched the crimson civet beside him. One person and one cat jumped down quietly.