There is no such thing as thirty years, because the other party is not as young as the robbery, and he is already middle-aged. The underworld wants effective life, and how can the value of the dying years be compared to the youth and the prime of life.

This is really exchanging life for money, and it will be worth a long life!

According to the regulations, the contract was said first, and after the contract was finished, Xining immediately said: "There is another way......

"No, that's it!" Auntie's eyes were full of hope: "Can you really get the money?" I'm signing for five years. ”

With 600,000 yuan, it is enough to transfer my son to the hospital for medical treatment.

Since the other party wants to sign the contract, it is not possible to encourage others to change it. Really, why are you in such a hurry, after listening to the next words? The latter is to pray to God, the speed may be slower, and you still need to earn it yourself, but you don't have to lose your life.

Xining could only say, "Okay, five years!" ”

After the aunt signed the contract, she watched the contract disappear in the air.

Before leaving, Xining said goodbye: "Take care!" ”

I don't want to say goodbye, if I say goodbye, I should still sell my life for money, just like the robber. If the 600,000 yuan is used well, her son's illness will be finished, and there will be some left, and she can get rid of the current predicament and start life again.

In fact, this is very good, how many people are worried about money and have nothing to do. Just like this aunt, even if she sells her kidney, she can't make up the money she needs.

It's another business, not bad! Xining raised her eyebrows and went to prepare dinner. I want to eat lobster. Go to the computer, connect directly with the customer, and order a lobster.

The things that are now supplied in the manor are all self-produced and self-sold, and the prices are cheaper than those outside, and the quality is good. The seafood comes from the Neptune Ink God United Company, the flour comes from the Goddess of Agriculture Agricultural Company, the milk comes from the Apollo Livestock Farm, and the flowers come from the Flower God United Development Company......

It's night again, but F is very sleepy, but he doesn't dare to sleep, and he dreams as soon as his eyes are closed, which are very terrible dreams. Even if you turn on all the lights in the room, you still dream. In a dream, the lamp can be on or on, and the light follows the dream completely.

He hadn't slept well for three days, and he was about to collapse if he went down again.

It occurred to me that if I went to a lively place, I wouldn't have nightmares. Even if you do it, there are so many people around you, what are you afraid of?

So he packed up a little and went out.

I went to the dance hall and chose the most lively one. As soon as you enter, this noisy dance music with strong drums spreads like a wave of sound, so that the heart can beat with the rhythm. The dance floor was full of people, dancing to the music.

There was also a DJ who roared and shouted in an uplifting voice, driving everyone's emotions to continue to rise. A lot of people clapped their hands and shouted, "Oh, oh, oh."

This place is so good, F burst out laughing. He limped to find a sofa on the side, which was a sofa with a very hard skin, and he didn't care, just lay down and slew.

Some passers-by saw a guy lying on the couch next to him and thought he was drunk.

No matter how loud and strong the music is, it can't stop the sleepiness from coming. F closed his eyes, and the sound of music that seemed to be deafening became blurred...... How can there be a cat meow......

At first, the cat meow was like nothing, but then it became louder and louder, mixed with the strong dance music of the drums, and finally all kinds of noisy cat meows, along with thousands of cats, exploded in the eardrums, drilled into the brain, and shook the head to explode.

F opened his eyes, and his face changed with fright. There happened to be a cat-headed man walking in front of him, with a graceful figure, wearing a shiny silver miniskirt, but the head was the head of a Persian cat.

"She" also glanced back, and the laser light of the ballroom swept across her face, illuminating the white fur into a brilliant red, reflecting an oily glow. And because of the light in the eyes, there is a green glow.

In F's eyes, this face is undoubtedly the same as a monster and ghost.

He was so frightened that he fell asleep and sat up sharply. Only then did I find out that the "people" in the entire dance hall were all cat-headed people. Even the DJ, who led a lot of people on the dance floor, waved his arms and shouted loudly. The sounds that can be called out are all high-pitched cat meows of "meow".

At this point everything around him became bigger, no, it was F himself who became smaller, smaller and smaller, and he became the size of a cat.

Two "cat people" came over, drunk a little higher, drunkenly hooking up with each other and walking unsteadily. He walked to the chair, screamed, and with a flick of his hand, swept him to the ground, and then sat down.

It turned out that they were going to sit and drive away the "things" that occupied the seats.

fell to the ground, and before he could come back to his senses, a few female cat people who came in groups came over talking and laughing. The high heels stepped on it without noticing, and he quickly dodged. Only then did they avoid the trampling of high heels, and a few more people came.

He ran back and forth in disarray, dodging the incoming footsteps. But there are more and more feet, and one by one they sweep like optimus pillars......

F ran almost out of strength, but one foot and one leg still swept over mercilessly. At last he fell, and was kicked around like a ball by his feet, dragged around like a rag, to the sound of cat-meow dance music.

Rolling on the ground, feeling the sensation of his feet kicking his body, he held his head and begged loudly and miserably: "No, help, don't step on my ......"

"Aim at ......" as if a cat man had spotted him, raised his foot and tampled on his shoulders and arms in a teasing manner.

Thinking of how those people in the circle treated the cat, maybe they would step on him or even trample him to death, tears came out at once, and he begged: "No, please, don't ......"

But his feet kept kicking his shoulders, making him shake uncontrollably...... In the fierce dance music, there was also a voice of people talking: "Hey, hey, sir, this one, wake up......"

F opened his eyes, and there was a ballroom worker standing next to him, shaking his shoulders again, trying to wake him up. He was lying on the ground, surrounded by a few people, smiling at him, and talking to each other from time to time.

Seeing that he was awake, the ballroom staff asked loudly, "You didn't swallow anything, did you?" ”

The voice is too loud, only loud talking.

The guy was on the ground with his eyes closed, rolling around with his head in his hands, screaming incessantly. It doesn't seem to be drunk, and it's about something that shouldn't be eaten.

What did you swallow! F found himself in tears at this time, he was scared and crying just now, and he was dreaming, dreaming.

He struggled to his feet, pushed away the onlookers, and staggered out of the ballroom.

Walking out the door, the cool air in the middle of the night suddenly made him wake up a lot, and compared to the noise inside, the street outside seemed so silent. Even if there are pedestrians passing by, they are silent and hurrying away.

He was so tired and wanted to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he had nightmares. What the hell is going on?

On the trash can nearby, a wild cat is rummaging through garbage bags, looking for something to eat.

There's a cat! It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. F slowly approached the wildcat......