Chapter 4 It's the first time I don't love famous horses, I'm not a hero

"There is nothing else in this place, only bottles full of fine wine and thousands of famous horses. If you have time, please come and enjoy yourself." This is an invitation card sent by Qiu Xingjian, the second manager of the Kanto Sunset Racecourse on behalf of Boss Jin, for the first time that the Sunset Racecourse will hold a horse sale event in the suburbs of the Guanzhou. Grandpa's summer resort, the date is when the moon is full in March. Only a dozen such invitations were sent out, and there were not many people worthy of being invited by Manager Qiu. Of course, those who were invited were all tycoons and heroes.Those who don't love famous horses are not heroes, and those who come here are all heroes, and they have all ridden famous horses from the sunset racecourse.

——As long as there is a sunset, there will be horses galloping in the sunset racecourse. This is the rhetoric of boss Jin Da, the owner of the racecourse, and it is also true. March, Luoyang, spring. The moon on the seventeenth night is still round.It was late at night, and the wind was filled with the fragrance of flowers.The horse neighing behind the hillside can be faintly heard, but the voice of people has been quiet.The moonlight slanted in from the window, casting the tall and burly shadow of Qiu Xingjian standing alone in front of the window, casting a long shadow on the ground.His thick eyebrows, big eyes, high cheekbones, eagle nose, and beard all look more obvious and prominent in the moonlight.

He is a hero, a first-class hero outside the pass, but now he seems a little restless. This is the first time he has taken on an important task alone, and he must do it to perfection.Since the fifteenth day, although the results in the past three days have been good, the largest lap horse has been bought by the chief escort of the Central Plains Escort at a high price, but the two big buyers he has been looking forward to have not yet come. . He shouldn't have expected them to come. Wan Junwu, the Heshuo hero of Weizhen Jianghu, has not stepped out of the village since he washed his hands in the golden basin and retired to the forest three years ago.

The hereditary first-class Hou Di Qinglin, who regards wealth and fame as dung, has been wandering around the world for many years, and perhaps he never received his invitation at all. He wanted them to come only because he thought that among the good horses he had brought from far away, only they could recognize the best one. Only those who know the goods will pay a high price. He didn't want to wrong this good horse, let alone take him back to Kanto. It is already late at night on the third day, and just as he was beginning to feel disappointed, a voice suddenly came from outside the mansion. Hero Wan, who had not been out of the manor for three years, had rushed to Peony on Qingqi Jiancong overnight. the villa.

Wan Junwu made his debut at the age of fourteen. He killed people at the age of sixteen. At the age of nineteen, he cut off the head of the bandit Feng Hu at the foot of the Taihang Mountains with a Dapu knife. At the age of twenty-three, he replaced the usual Dapu knife with a fish-scale purple gold knife. At that time, he was already famous in the world, and he was honored as Heshuo hero by the martial arts people before he turned thirty. His zodiac sign is "rat", and he is only forty-six years old this year, much younger than others imagined. This time he did not bring his knife.

Because he was tired of the world, and washed his hands in front of the heroes of the world.The fish-scale purple gold knife that has been with him for many years has been wrapped in yellow cloth and placed on the sandalwood stand in front of the lacquer statue of Guan Shengye. But he brought three other knives. His senior brother "Wansheng Dao" Xu Tong, his proud disciple "Quick Dao" Fang Cheng, and his buddy "Ruyi Dao" Gao Feng. A man like him would never walk out of a room without a knife, as if he had no clothes on. But he believed in the three knives of the three men.

No matter who has these three knives by their side, they are enough to deal with any emergency situation. In March in Luoyang, flowers are like brocade. On the hillside behind the "Peony Villa", there are peonies blooming all over.Horses are prancing everywhere in the horse pens that have just been surrounded by wooden fences at the foot of the hillside. Horses don't know how to appreciate peonies; peonies don't know how to appreciate horses.But they are also worthy of appreciation. The peony is dignified, wealthy, beautiful and generous, like a lady from a famous family; the horse is vigorous, vigorous, flexible and powerful, like a hero in the world.

The hillside was crowded with people, some were admiring the softness and richness of the peony, and some were admiring the heroic appearance of the horse, but most people were most interested in a single person. Wan Junwu seemed not interested in anything anymore, with his eyes half closed, he leaned on a soft chair made of soft branches. He is too tired. No matter who changes fast horses three times in a night, after driving 933 miles, he will feel very tired. His senior brothers, disciples, and buddies are always by his side, never leaving him.Herds of good horses were brought to the wooden stalls in front of him and bought at a high price, his eyes were half closed.

His eyes were not opened until at last a very special horse was brought into the stable alone. This horse was brought in by Mr. Qiu himself. Its fur is as black as ink, only the tip of its nose is a little white. Immediately there was exclamation from the crowd, everyone could see that this was a good horse chosen from a thousand. Qiu Xingjian patted the horse's head with joy and pride on his face. "It's called the Divine Arrow. Hero Wan is today's Bole, so of course he can see that it's a good horse." Wan Junwu shook his head lazily. "I'm not Bole, and this horse is not a good horse." He said, "Just by hearing the name, you know it's not good."

"Why?" Qiu Xingjian asked. "Arrows can't reach far, and if they rush first and then slow down, they must have insufficient stamina." Wan Junwu suddenly changed the subject, "I had a friend when I was young, and his style was the same as that of Mr. Qiu. Once he invited me to eat a chicken, but It has no legs." He suddenly mentioned his childhood friend and a chicken without legs, and no one understood what he meant. Qiu Xingjian didn't understand either, so he couldn't help asking: "Why don't chickens have legs?" "Because he had already cut off the chicken's two legs for himself to eat." Wan Junwu said lightly, "Isn't Director Qiu the same as him, always hiding good horses for his own food?" Own."

Qiu Xingjian immediately denied it: "Hero Wan is unparalleled, how could I do such a thing in front of Hero Wan?" Wan Junwu's eyes suddenly shone like blades: "Then why did Manager Qiu hide that horse?" He stared at the last stable. There were only a dozen skinny horses in the stable. Among them was a yellowish-brown horse with a thin body like a bow. Standing alone in a corner of the stable, lazily He couldn't lift his spirits, but kept a distance from other horses, as if he didn't care to be with them. Qiu Xingjian frowned. "Could it be that horse Wan Daxia was talking about?" "that's it." Qiu Xingjian smiled wryly: "That horse is a drunkard, how could Wan Daxia take a fancy to it?" Wan Junwu's eyes are even brighter. "Drunkard? Does it have to drink some wine before it can be energetic?" "That's how it is." Qiu Xingjian sighed, "If there is no wine in the horse feed, it won't even take a bite." "What's its name?" "It's called old wine." Wan Junwu suddenly stood up, walked over with big strides, stared at the horse with piercing eyes, and suddenly looked up and laughed. "Old wine, good! It's great." He laughed loudly. "Old wine is strong, and it gets stronger the further you go. I bet that if the divine arrow travels five hundred miles with it, the divine arrow in the front will definitely lead. But after running the whole distance, it must be two hundred miles ahead." He stared at Qiu Xingjian: "Do you dare to bet with me?" Qiu Xingjian was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed too, and raised a thumb with a big laugh. "Wan Daxia really has good eyesight, and nothing can be hidden from Wan Daxia's eyesight." The crowd let out admiration again, not only admired Wan Junwu's eyesight, but also immediately admired this seemingly inconspicuous skinny horse. Some people even rushed to bid to compete, even if they knew they couldn't compete with him, they could compete with Heshuo Heroes fight for a fight, and there is glory in defeat. The highest price was "9,500 taels", which is already a very large number. Wan Junwu only slowly stretched out three fingers and made a gesture. Manager Qiu immediately announced loudly: "Hero Wan bids 30,000 taels. Is there anyone else who has a higher bid?" there is none left.Everyone shut up.Wan Junwu was full of energy, and was about to lead the horse by himself, when he suddenly heard someone say, "I'll give you thirty thousand and three taels." Wan Junwu's expression darkened immediately, and he murmured, "I knew this kid would come to make trouble." Qiu Xingjian was overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "I never thought that Di Xiaohou finally arrived in time!" The crowd immediately parted, everyone wanted to see the demeanor of this hereditary first-class prince, the most romantic young man in the world today. She was dressed in snow-white clothes, spotless; her pale and delicate face always looked indifferent, with a kind of expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.There is always a graceful and peerless beauty by her side, and every time she appears, she brings a different person. This is Di Xiaohou, Di Qinglin, who regards fame and wealth as dust, but regards famous horses and beauties as his life. No matter where he goes, he is the most attractive and enviable person. Today is no exception. Nestling next to him today is a beautiful woman in bright red clothes, with white jade-like skin, peach blossom-like cheeks, spring-like eye waves, and wine-like intoxication. No one knew where Di Xiaohou found such a beauty. When Wan Junwu saw him, he shook his head and sighed: "What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Di Xiaohou smiled coldly and told Wan Junwu simply: "I'm here to hurt you." "Hit me? How are you going to hurt me?" "No matter how much you pay, I will pay three taels more than you." Wan Junwu stared at him, the light in his eyes flickered, he didn't know how long he stared at him, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, great." Everyone thought that this mighty Heshuo tycoon would definitely offer another shockingly high price. Unexpectedly, Wan Junwu's laughter suddenly stopped, and he said loudly: "I won't buy this horse, you can sell it to him!" Qiu Xingjian was stunned.As soon as Wan Junwu finished speaking, he turned around and left, but unexpectedly Di Qinglin stopped him: "Wait a minute." Wan Junwu glanced back: "What do you want me to wait for?" Di Xiaohou didn't answer first, but asked Qiu Xingjian: "Is there anyone else willing to offer a higher price?" "Probably not." "So this horse is now mine?" "yes." Di Xiaohou turned to Wan Junwu: "Then I'll give it to you." Wan Junwu was also stunned. "What did you say? Are you really going to give me this horse? Why would you do such a thing?" He didn't understand, and neither did others, but Di Qinglin only said lightly: "I don't know why. Giving a good horse to a hero is a matter of course. Why do you have to do it for anything?" This is Di Qinglin's standard style of work. At night, when the lanterns come on, the banquet is in full bloom.The fine wine was poured into the stomach like running water, and the pride gushed out like a spring. Wan Junwu kept drinking. Everyone in the Jianghu knows that he is a huge amount-"Wan Daxia is not only unparalleled in swordsmanship, but also unparalleled in his drinking capacity." Of course he drank too much today. He had to accept Di Qinglin's kindness, and after accepting it, he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy. So he drank, and was always happy after a little wine. His senior brothers, disciples, and buddies asked him to drink like this, because the place where he drank was in Fourth Master Hua's private room, there were not many guests, and they had already investigated everyone's background. Wan Junwu often told his friends: "It is not a good thing to become famous too quickly in the Jianghu. People who become famous too quickly will inevitably have trouble sleeping at night." A person like him can't help but be careful no matter what he does, so he can live until now.Even if someone wanted his life, there would never be a chance. It was Di Qinglin who withdrew first. He has never liked drinking.He is very tired.There are still beauties waiting for him in the guest room prepared by the master for him—for most men, just one last reason is enough. Everyone watched him go out with envious eyes, not only envious, but also admiring - "This little duke is so beautiful in his work, no wonder the women love him to death." Fourth Master Hua is also massive. He was tall, stout, sincere, and enthusiastic, with a chubby face that showed no hint of deceit.Although he has to be fooled by others several times a year, he doesn't care at all. Wan Junwu asked him: "How many horses did you buy this time?" "Not even a single one." Fourth Master Hua smiled and explained: "Because Boss Jin and Manager Qiu are my friends, I can't harm my friends and ask them to let me be fooled, so I can only be fooled by others, not by friends." Wan Junwu laughed. "Well said, great, I toast you three glasses." After three cups, Fourth Master Hua offered another three cups, and Wan Junwu was going to "conveniently". He has a good drinking capacity, because he has a secret to drinking - he can vomit.Go to throw up after drinking too much, and come back and drink again immediately after vomiting. This is his secret. Although his senior brothers, disciples, and buddies all knew his secret, he thought they didn't know, and they could only pretend not to know, so he went to "conveniently", and they had to let him go alone. On the top of the deep pit, a shelf was made of red sandalwood, covered with brocade mats, and the bottom of the pit was covered with goose feathers. Fourth Master Hua is a person who knows how to enjoy, and strives for perfection in everything, even the "convenience" is no exception. Wan Junwu walked in with admiration in his drunken sharp eyes.Decided to go back and do the same. So he started throwing up. It's not difficult. Put your index finger into your mouth, press hard on the base of your tongue, and it will come out. This time he didn't spit it out. As soon as he put his index finger into his mouth, a hand stretched out from behind, supported his jaw, and bit his own finger with his own two rows of teeth. He was in great pain, but couldn't cry out.He hit the ribs of the person behind with his elbow and fist, but this person had already tapped the "Quchi point" on his elbow first. He has practiced martial arts hard for twenty-eight years, but now he can't use all the strength in his whole body. He has experienced many battles, killing people is worthless, and there are many people who want to kill him. Only this person can seize the best opportunity and seize the best opportunity. He just wants to know who this person is. This person was also willing to let him know, whispering in his ear: "I told you that I came to hurt you. I have investigated you for a long time, and I know everything about you, maybe better than you. I also know that you must come and vomit." The man The voice was cold and indifferent, "So you didn't die unjustly." Wan Junwu knew who this person was, but unfortunately he never had the chance to tell. In the end, he only saw a faint light of the knife, as faint as the dawn at dawn. Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a knife had pierced his left chest and ribs, piercing his heart. A knife as thin as paper. No one can describe the speed of this knife. It's just as quick when unplugging. A knife that is too thin and too fast goes in and out without leaving any marks on the wound. So no one will avenge Wan Junwu. Because of his death, it was just because he drank too much alcohol. In most people's minds, it is believed that if a person drinks too much alcohol, he will often die suddenly. Of course, everyone would never have thought that Di Xiaohou, who had just given him a famous horse, had anything to do with this matter. So the famous horse still left with the coffin, and Di Xiaohou still left with his beauty. When he appears next time, everyone will still look at him with admiration and admiration, and no one will believe that he once killed someone, killing someone silently, invisible, and in an instant. This is Di Qinglin's standard method of killing people. The carriage is spacious and comfortable, the horses are well-trained, and the driver is good at driving. Sitting in Di Xiaohou's carriage, which was exchanged for a certain princess with a piece of pearl, is as stable as sitting on a mirror-like West Lake painting boat. , You can't even feel that the horse is walking. Sisi was wearing a bright red soft silk robe, curled up in a corner of the carriage like a cat, peeled a grape cultivated in a greenhouse with her slender hands, and fed it to her man. mouth. She is a gentle woman, smart and beautiful, who knows how to enjoy life and let men enjoy her. She didn't want to lose the man who was by her side now, but she knew that she was about to lose him now. Di Xiaohou never clings to any woman for too long. But she was determined to find a way to keep him. Di Qinglin looked at the woman beside him, at her pair of slender and perfect feet exposed outside the silk robe. He knew her body in the silk robe was perfect and naked. Her carcass is plump, smooth and soft, and when she is really excited, her whole body will become cold and trembling constantly. She knows how to let a man know that she is completely conquered. Thinking of her perfect body, Di Qinglin's body suddenly felt hot. He has experienced too many women, only this woman can fully cooperate with him and make him fully satisfied. He decided to let her stay for a while, the heat in his body had made him make this decision.His hand gently slipped into the wide sleeve of her silk robe, and he grasped her firm chest tightly. Unexpectedly, she suddenly asked him a very strange question. "I know you and Wan Junwu have known each other for a long time." Sisi asked Di Xiaohou, "Is there any hatred between you?" "No." "Has he ever offended you before?" "No." Sisi stared at him and asked word by word: "Then why did you kill him?" The heat on Di Qinglin's body immediately cooled down. Sisi continued to say: "I know you must have killed him, because when he died, it happened to be when you were not with me, and you were very excited after you came back. You asked for it three times in one night, which is more expensive than your first It's even more when you get me. I once heard one of my elder sisters say that some people only become like this after killing someone, become very crazy, very wild, just like you last night." Di Qinglin listened quietly, without any reaction. Sisi added: "I also know that you always hide a very thin knife next to your body. My elder sister also told me that after killing someone with this kind of knife, it is very difficult to see the wound." Di Qinglin suddenly asked her: "How does your eldest sister know these things?" "Because she has an old client, a well-known headhunter, and nothing about this can be hidden from him." Sisi said, "Others say that he has a hard heart, but he is very good to my elder sister. , in front of my elder sister, she is as gentle as a puppy." Di Qinglin sighed inwardly. She shouldn't know her eldest sister, a woman shouldn't know too much. Sisi looked at him and stroked his pale face: "You don't need to hide anything from me. I'm already yours anyway. No matter what you do, I will always follow you." She said softly, "So you can rest assured that your affairs will be covered by me." Absolutely won’t say it, and I won’t say it even if I die.” Her voice is gentle, and her hands are gentler. She soon felt him excited again, and the bright red silk robe was torn immediately. She is relieved. Because she knew that the method she used was effective, and now he would not abandon her anymore, and he would not dare to abandon her anymore. The passion has returned to calm, and the chariots and horses are still moving forward. Di Qinglin found a bottle of mild wine in the wine cabinet under the car seat, drank a small glass before saying, "You asked me why I killed Wan Junwu, do you want me to tell you now?" "As long as you say it, I will listen." "I killed him just because I had a friend who didn't want him to live anymore." "You have friends too?" Sisi smiled, "I never knew you had friends too." After thinking for a while, she asked again: "You will agree to whatever your friend asks you to do?" Di Qinglin nodded unexpectedly. "Only he can let me do this, because I owe him." Di Xiaohou continued: "He is the leader of the largest secret organization in the Jianghu, he once helped me a lot, the only The condition is that when he needs me to do something for him, I can't refuse." He also said: "This organization is called the Qinglong Society. It has 360 sub-rudders. Every state, every prefecture, every county, and every place has their people. The power is beyond your imagination." Sisi couldn't help but ask again: "Since he has such great power, why do you want to kill him for him?" "Because some people cannot be killed." Di Qinglin said: "Because killing them will have too much influence and too many disputes, and such people must have many friends, and they will definitely find ways to avenge them." "And the government will definitely investigate." Sisi said, "People in Jianghu are always unwilling to get into such troubles." Di Qinglin admitted. "It's just that I can kill people that others can't kill, and only I can." He said, "Because no one would think that I would kill, so I will never cause any trouble after I kill someone, let alone get involved." To my friend." Sisi didn't press further because she was more at ease. A man will only tell this secret in front of the woman he loves and trusts the most. She is determined to keep this secret for him, because she likes this man who is sometimes as gentle as water, sometimes as cold as ice, and sometimes as hot as fire. She believed that she could control him. Unfortunately she was wrong. Although she knew a man, no one could understand this man. Maybe he doesn't even know himself. The chariots and horses continued to move forward, but Di Qinglin was the only one left in the chariot. Sisi has disappeared from this world. Di Qinglin has three methods to make people disappear suddenly, and the one used for Sisi is the most effective one. No one knows what method he used, and his three methods are secrets that only he knows. His secret will never be known by another living person except himself. Sisi was wrong. Because she didn't know that Di Qinglin would never trust anyone who could still breathe. She also didn't know that the only person Di Qinglin really loved was himself. If a woman like Sisi disappeared suddenly, it would never cause any trouble. A woman like her is like a poplar in the wind, or a duckweed in the water. If she disappears, she probably left with a rootless prodigal, or was hidden in a golden house by a rich and rich Jia. , It is even possible that he hid in a small temple in the mountains to shave his hair and become a nun. A woman like her can do anything. So no matter what she does, no one will be surprised, and no one will care. So just when she felt that she could rely on Di Qinglin wholeheartedly, Di Qinglin let her leave this world. This is Di Qinglin's standard style of dealing with women. "Big Sister" was leaning on the side of her bronze bedpost with a pink tassel brocade curtain, thinking in her heart: "Is it time for Sisi to come back?" She likes Sisi.She has no relatives in this world, and she has begun to be called "big sister". How sad it is for a woman like her to be called Big Sister. Her years have passed, and she only hopes that Sisi will stop spoiling herself and marry an honest and responsible man. It's a pity that Sisi doesn't like honest men. Sisi is too smart, too proud, too eager to succeed, just like she was when she was young. In the middle of the room, beside a round sandalwood table covered with marble top, sat a thin, dark, silent man who was not yet thirty years old, watching her silently. His name is Yang Zheng, and he was her childhood playmate and childhood friend. When she was fifteen years old, she fell into prostitution because she wanted to bury her parents. After more than ten years of separation, she reunited here. Unexpectedly, he has become the leader of the third squad of policemen in the county. In his capacity, he should not have come to this kind of place. But he would come every two or three days, and when he came, he would just sit there silently and watch her. There is absolutely no relationship between them as imagined by others, and no one else understands or believes the emotion between them. She always told him not to come, lest other people gossip and affect his career and reputation. But Yang Zheng said: "As long as I have a clear conscience, I can go anywhere." He is such a tough guy. As long as he does what he thinks he should do and has a clear conscience after doing it, even if you put a knife on his neck, you won't be able to stop him. He wants to marry her. In his mind, she will always be the little girl "Lu Suwen" with big braids, neither the famous prostitute "Ruyu" back then, nor the "big sister" now. She didn't want to marry this stubborn, passionate and honest man. She had redeemed herself many years ago, and as long as she wanted, she could follow him at any time. But she can't do that.He is one year younger than her, and in the eyes of the brothers of Six Doors, he is a solid hero with a future, friends, and drive. Her youth is about to wither like a spent flower, and she is a bitch that everyone looks down on. She couldn't destroy him, she could only reject him with all her heart, and would rather cry alone when she woke up in the middle of the night. Yang Zheng suddenly asked her: "Has Sisi found a good man and already has a home?" "I also hope she has a home." Lu Suwen sighed softly, "It's a pity that she will come back sooner or later." "why?" "Do you know Di Qinglin?" Lu Suwen asked back. "I know that there are few well-known romantic men in the Jianghu for hereditary first-class princes." Yang Zheng said, "Is Sisi going with him?" Lu Suwen nodded: "How can a man like Di Qinglin have true feelings for a woman? He just wants to play with her, and forget it after playing with her." Yang Zheng sat there silently in a daze for a long time, then slowly stood up. "I'm going," he said. "I've got an errand to do tonight." Lu Suwen didn't hold him back, nor did he ask him what errand he was going to do. She wanted to keep him, and wanted to ask him, was that job dangerous?She was always worried about him.I was so worried that I couldn't even sleep. But she only said lightly: "You go." The night is dead. There are two red lanterns hanging outside the gate of "Yihong Courtyard", which look like the eyes of an evil beast from a distance. It is an evil beast that eats people without spitting out bones. Since ancient times, countless poor and weak women have been swallowed up by it. Thinking of this, Yang Zheng hated it in his heart! Too bad he's completely powerless because it's legal.As long as it is a legal matter, not only can he not interfere, but he must also protect it. The evening wind in the dark alley was wet and cold, so he strode out against the wind.Suddenly a person flashed out from the alley and greeted him with a smile. This person is called Sun Ruhai, and he is the head of an escort agency. He is well-known in Jianghu, and he is very popular in the city. He also heard that his martial arts are not weak. But Yang Zheng never liked him, so he just asked coldly, "What's the matter?" "I have something to hand over to Mr. Yang, and a good friend entrusted me to deliver it." Sun Ruhai took out a stack of silver notes from his body: "Here are ten silver notes from Shanxi 'Datong' Bank, one thousand taels each. It can be exchanged for silver everywhere, and it is very versatile.” Yang Zheng looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue. "With this money, Mr. Yang can buy a very elegant courtyard house, and take Miss Ruyu home in a beautiful manner." Sun Ruhai smiled ambiguously, "As long as Mr. Yang stays at home tonight and doesn't go out , this stack of bank notes belongs to Mr. Yang." Yang Zheng remained calm: "Who entrusted you to deliver this? Is it the friend who is going to cross the border here tonight?" Sun Ruhai admitted: "If you don't speak dark words in front of wise people, it's him." "I heard that he just robbed a dart on Sanglin Road, and the dart was worth 1.8 million taels. He only gave me this little money, which is too little." "How much does Head Yang want?" "I don't want much, I just want him 1.8 million taels, plus two more people." Sun Ruhai couldn't help but ask, "Which two people?" "One you, one him." Yang Zheng said, "You work in the bodyguard agency, but secretly collude with the gangsters, you are more damned than him." Sun Ruhai took two steps back, the banknotes were already in his arms, and there was a gleaming fork in his palm, and he sneered sinisterly: "A policeman from a small county town has the guts to touch Mrs. Ni, damn it!" I'm afraid it's you." In the middle of the row, another blunt and cold voice continued, "Not only should he die, but he must die!"