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Ep. 2 Nephew
"Don't tell me you'll drop me off at the same gas station again." Said the hoarse voice of the man behind me. Right now his condition is much better than yesterday, although there are signs of bruises on his face. Be it bruises from previous battles or from the battles we just went through.
"Tch, they're coming!" I didn't talk to him, but talked to myself in a low voice, after glancing at the rearview mirror and accelerating my bike when I saw the motorbike of the man in black trying to catch up with my speed. Today, it's time for action. The motor behind me was trying to catch up with me, but I didn't standstill. They might be able to match my speed on the highway, but not beyond that. I started looking for an exit from the main road, turning into a small, narrow alley with a bumpy road. My ability to do this is not in doubt, plus my motorbike which is an off-road motorbike with quite an agile maneuverability. I can leave them behind.
"Be careful!" A hoarse voice reversed the wind that hit his face. One hand grips my waist tightly, the other is leaning against the back of the chair.
"Hold on tight," I ordered before spurting my bike faster. He released the grip behind the chair and hugged me tightly. His head rests on my back, intending to avoid the wind that hits his face.
"Hey, I'm not dead ..." the husky voice said to himself before looking around. I turned off the engine of my motorbike after feeling that no one was following anymore because the road I was taking was very complicated and difficult for ordinary motorsports to ride so that no one could catch up. I let out a sigh of relief when my motorbike landed in front of my house.
"Where is this?"
"My house." I don't want to take the risk of bringing it to my house. But in an emergency like just now, the road I control the most is the road around here. And without realizing it, this road led me back to my house.
"Come on in, wash your face and wash up ..." He breathed a sigh of relief from his mouth, as if he had just been on a tour of hell, then followed the way towards my house.
"Wait!" I said, stopping his tracks. I didn't turn to him, just took a cigarette from my pocket and lit it until the white smoke flew in the wind.
"......" He didn't say anything and just looked at me and raised his eyebrows questioningly.
"Fifty thousand ..." I said, holding a cigarette in my mouth, then turning my body to take a look.
"Huh ...." Hee chuckled in his throat. Then make a face in disbelief. "Yesterday, my watch ...." Before he finished speaking, I quietly swallowed my saliva and interrupted him.
"Yesterday, was yesterday. It has nothing to do with today." Actually I was secretly afraid that he would ask for his watch back, because I had sold it to pay for the Ché's semester money, repair the air conditioner, and pay all the debts until there was no money left.
"Yesterday you asked me for fifty thousand, today fifty thousand, the total should be one hundred thousand. Meanwhile, you took my watch which sold at least four hundred thousand. If you are not stupid, find a shop that will buy it. Otherwise, I will pay you in advance." The man smiled. Makes me think carefully to deliver a punch to his face. He glared at me. Those eyes had a terrifying light aimed at me as if they wanted to show that he wasn't an ordinary person. His face had bruises in several areas, but that did not make the face of the Asian-European mixed race look any less. Today, I saw his face clearly, with all the traits and personalities of a noble family. Until I kept quiet that he would make calculations with me later.
