Chapter 47 The Wrath of a Common Man

A high-end community somewhere in Hanshui City.

Twelve o'clock at night!

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked out of the elevator with a briefcase under his arm that smelled of alcohol. He staggered to the door, took out his keys, and just opened the door when a dark shadow suddenly emerged from the corridor to the side.

The man was so horrified that he shrank back. He opened his drunken eyes and saw the black figure's face clearly. He frowned and cursed in his heart.

"Why are you here again? You have been fired from the company. Why are you always pestering me?"

"When will the compensation of 10,000 yuan be paid to me?"

A man with messy hair and a haggard face walked out of the darkness. Wang Qiang had been waiting at the door since six o'clock. This was his third visit this week.

The long and anxious waiting made his voice extremely hoarse. Wang Qiang, 33 years old, is an ordinary migrant worker in the city. He was fired from his company five months ago, which made his already poor life worse. Tragic things often come in groups.

His girlfriend of three years found a reason to break up with him. With no source of income, his savings were quickly depleted by rent. Wang Qiang couldn't understand why he worked so hard and worked overtime until the end every time, but he still got kicked out. The company fired me. Why had I worked day and night for so many years and my remaining savings couldn’t even pay a few months’ rent?

The hundreds of resumes he had submitted in the past few days had all come to nothing, and he had no choice but to put all his hope in the company's compensation.

"Didn't I give you three thousand yuan? What else do you want?" the middle-aged man yelled.

"The contract says ten thousand!"

"Contract? Are you going to sue me with the contract? Get out of here!" The middle-aged man cursed at Wang Qiang. He opened the door and was about to go in. Wang Qiang grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and said, "No matter what, you must do it today." Give me the money?"

"Let go! What do you mean? Are you being a gangster? Let me tell you, I won't do this, you stinky part-time worker. I just told you today. Do you want money? Not even a penny!"

These words were like a cold dagger, piercing into Wang Qiang's heart. Wang Qiang was shaking all over, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the man fiercely.

The man broke free from Wang Qiang's arm and walked into the house. "Get out of here, you piece of trash. If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

As he spoke, he slammed the door. Just when the iron door was about to close, a pair of hands reached into the crack of the door. The huge impact of the iron door immediately pinched his fingers and caused them to bleed. However, Wang Qiang's expression did not change at all. He opened the door and walked in. Room!

When the middle-aged man saw Wang Qiang breaking into the house, his expression finally became a little panicked, "What on earth do you want!"

"Give me the ten thousand dollars I deserve!"

"Bah, what do you deserve? Three thousand yuan is already good enough for you. If you don't go out and ask around, I never gave you a penny in the past! Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man roared loudly. Seeing that Wang Qiang didn't move at all, "Fuck it, why don't you get out? You wait for me!" He turned around and rushed to the kitchen, and rushed out with a kitchen knife. "You broke into a private house without permission." , I can hack you to death right now!"

He held up a kitchen knife and struck Wang Qiang across the face. Wang Qiang was frightened and stunned. When the kitchen knife was about to fall on his head, he instinctively raised his arm to block it. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his arm and blood flowed like a steady stream.

Wang Qiang's head buzzed, "He wants to kill me!"

The middle-aged man took advantage of the drunkenness and refused to give up. He seemed to really want to chop Wang Qiang to death. He continued to wave the kitchen knife. Wang Qiang quickly dodged backwards. The middle-aged man staggered. While chasing forward, he accidentally tripped on his feet. They were together and fell down. Wang Qiang took this opportunity and rushed forward to snatch his kitchen knife.

The two of them struggled on the ground. The middle-aged man's body had already been drained by alcohol and sex. He couldn't fight harder than Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang snatched the kitchen knife, swung the knife, and cut a bloody mark directly on the middle-aged man's chest, violently. The pain immediately woke up the middle-aged man from his drunken state.

He quickly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, I will give you money, I will give you 100,000!"

But at this moment, Wang Qiang was so stimulated that he lost his mind. His ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear the middle-aged man's wail at all. He didn't stop at all after cutting out the knife. The light of the knife flashed, and the kitchen knife slashed in with huge force. Half of his neck was cut, and the kitchen knife was blocked by the cervical spine and stuck in his neck. The middle-aged man's body suddenly twitched on the ground, his eyes full of horror and regret. He never expected that things would develop to such an extent. His Adam's apple shrank upward. Still about to say something, a stream of blood foam overflowed from his mouth, and the blood on the back of his head spread out on the floor, making no sound anymore.

Wang Qiang tremblingly let go of the knife handle and stood up. Looking at the dead body on the floor, his brain felt dizzy, "I, I killed someone!"

His body shook violently like a swing, and he walked outside the door in despair.

Early the next morning, Wang Qiang was awakened by the noise downstairs and woke up from the bed in the rental house.

What happened last night seemed like a dream, until he looked in the mirror and saw the blood stains on his clothes, he had to accept the reality. He hugged his head and cried, his voice whimpering like a wounded animal.

While Wang Qiang was crying uncontrollably, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, "Last night, did you close the door when I left?"

He tried hard to recall the scene last night, but the memory was fragmented. No matter how he recalled it, he couldn't remember it. He looked at the door in horror, feeling that the police were already on the way to arrest him, as if they would break in the next second.

"It's over, my life is over!"

He felt that he had fallen into the abyss of despair. As time passed by, he finally made a decision and called his parents in the countryside, telling them that he was doing well and asking them not to worry. This year I will definitely go home to see them during the Chinese New Year.

After making the call, he put the murder weapon, the kitchen knife, into a plastic bag, went downstairs, and planned to surrender to the police station!

Just when Wang Qiang came downstairs and left the community, he saw a group of people holding banners and angrily surrounding several men wearing trousers and leather shoes.

"Refund the money, we don't want the house anymore, give all our money back!"

"That's what happens with off-plan properties. We can't do anything about it if it's unfinished. Are you trying to solve the problem? Get out of the way. Let's sit down and talk calmly!"

"What's the point of talking to you? It's been a year, and we've asked you so many times to refund our money!"

"Anyway, we won't pay another penny of the loan for that pile of broken cement."

"Then you tell the bank. We don't want the house to be unfinished. The capital chain is broken, and we are also victims!"

In the middle, there was a fat man with a gloomy face who was being protected by several men in suits. He was a senior leader of the group. I don’t know who leaked the schedule today and was blocked here by the owner. Usually he is aloof and the people around him are not flattering. When have you ever been so angry? He said angrily: "This is what happened. You go to the government departments to sue us. You unscrupulous people, let me tell you, I have already called the police. The police are on the way and will arrest you all when the time comes!"

Wang Qiang was still in the mood to join in the fun at this time. He had already walked far away, but when he suddenly heard these familiar words, he stopped suddenly!