This is a true story, and it is also a bloody story. If you are timid and scared, please turn left when you go out. We will not send you far.
The material for this story was provided by a netizen in the comment area of my article. The protagonist of the story is his neighbor in a community. The conception, arrangement and presentation of the plot were all completed by me, a 19th-tier screenwriter.
His neighbor is a scoundrel, he is lazy and idle, and makes a living by cheating and defaulting on his debts. I guess this scoundrel also knows that hard enemies are hard to deal with, but soft persimmons are easy to pinch. Therefore, whether he punched Nanshan Nursing Home or kicked Beihai Kindergarten , anyone who couldn't beat him was within the scope of his bullying.
A person with this kind of virtue is naturally hated by everyone and shunned by others.
lists several "glorious deeds" about this scoundrel, all of which are full of bad deeds.
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Once, this scoundrel came back very late because he went out to drink heavily at night. Naturally, it was difficult to get up in the morning. Besides, he did not have a legitimate occupation, so it was not his style to go to bed early and get up early. As we all know, it is impossible for old men and women to sleep in. It is only natural to get up early in the morning, do Tai Chi, play diabolo, and raise your voice.
Someone's voice was louder, waking the scoundrel from his early morning dream. I saw this scoundrel put on his clothes and got out of bed, walked straight downstairs, and yelled at these old men and women: "You bunch of XXX old immortals, are you going to let me sleep?" One of them The retired old man couldn't listen anymore, raised his wrist and said angrily: "Look, look, look, it's almost eight o'clock, why are you disturbing your rest?" Now, when I reasoned with him, the scoundrel stepped forward and hit the old man in the face. While hitting him, he scolded: "You old fool, no one else talks back, it's all you can do." !" If a few old men hadn't hugged him hard, he wouldn't have stopped. The old man was beaten and was not seriously injured, but he became so angry that he suffered a heart attack. He fainted and stayed in the hospital for more than half a month.
This was not over yet. When the old man came back from the hospital, the gangster got the information. At twelve o'clock in the night, everyone went to bed. He deliberately drank wine, took a hammer, and ran to the old man's building. While tapping the iron railings in the corridor with a hammer, he sang loudly. Everyone upstairs was woken up. When everyone saw it was the scoundrel, they had no choice but to call the police.
However, when the police came, they smelled that he was drunk, so they had no choice but to take him to the police station to sober up. When he sobered up, he used the excuse that he was drunk and didn't know anything to stop the police. When the police saw this, they could only criticize and educate him, and then let him go.
I stopped drinking, and I don’t remember anything.
Another time, a child was riding a bicycle back and forth in the community, having fun, and was targeted by this scoundrel. The scoundrel lurked in advance on the road where the child was riding, and when he saw the child riding over, he swooped down, but the child couldn't dodge and hit him. The scoundrel fell to the ground, "screaming in agony." They were all from the same community, and the children were so frightened that they screamed. When the parents came over, they offered a fixed price. If they were less than 5,000 yuan, they would not get up, or they would go to the hospital for examination. There is no other way, this parent can only admit defeat and spend money to solve the problem.
There are countless things like this. The surrounding neighbors were filled with complaints and miserable suffering due to this scoundrel.
There is a small supermarket at the entrance of the community. The owner of the supermarket is a disabled person. For a scoundrel who never leaves his hand to smoke or drink, this supermarket is as if he owns it. Whenever he runs out of cigarettes or alcohol, he can just go shopping there. When I come out to check out, I always say this to the disabled boss: "Money is tight lately. We are all neighbors in the same community, so let's pay the bill." The disabled boss knew his virtues, so he shouldn't give him credit. He might be wrong. What kind of trick did he pull off? Give it to him on credit, it must be a meat bun beating a dog - gone forever.
Even so, the disabled boss still wanted to be friendly and make money, so he said happily: "Okay, remember to come back next time."Although the scoundrel nodded in agreement, it will be the same next time. Sometimes the disabled boss sees him coming from a distance, so he pulls down the rolling shutter door and waits for him to leave before opening the business. Despite this, the scoundrel takes credit from the disabled boss. The amount was getting bigger and bigger.
The more I owed, the more I owed.
One night, it was already past ten o’clock, and the disabled boss was about to clean up, close the door and go to bed. The scoundrel came in drunkenly from outside and said vaguely: " Boss, bring me... two packs of cigarettes... a bottle of wine, a few... ham sausages, and continue to pay. "The disabled boss was not in a good mood that day because of trivial matters at home. When he saw this scoundrel coming over to take money for nothing, he said for the first time: "That's almost enough. You already owe me more than three thousand, you can take it today if you want. , payment must be made in cash. When the scoundrel heard this, he said angrily: "What did you say? Say it again. Believe it or not, I... destroyed your shop...?" "The disabled boss was originally in a bad mood, and he gave in and tolerated this scoundrel again and again. He blurted out: "What? It depends on what you can do, but you still want to destroy my store! "
When the scoundrel heard that the disabled boss was so tough, he reached out and hit him. The disabled boss was unable to dodge due to his weak legs and feet, so he was hit hard on the head. Before the disabled boss could fight back, the scoundrel's big foot arrived. , and kicked the disabled boss to the ground. At this time, the disabled boss was completely enraged. He picked up a watermelon knife on the cash register and stabbed the rogue with all his strength. The rogue fell to the ground with a cry in his mouth. Don't forget to spit out the fragrance: "XXX, I must kill you today. "
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The disabled boss originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but the knife just now was not aimed at the rogue's vital parts. But when he heard that the rogue was still so arrogant, he couldn't help but think of the rogue coming over again and again to take his for nothing. Things, and the gangster bullied the neighbors countless times on weekdays. His knife never stopped. The gangster's entire chest was stabbed to pieces by the disabled boss. His intestines came out along the chest, and blood flowed along the steps and door. The scoundrel's front was stained red.
The scoundrel had died a long time ago. The disabled boss still felt angry. He shouted hysterically while dismembering the scoundrel with one knife.
More and more neighbors were watching, and naturally some of them reported it. Police. When the police arrived at the scene, even though the disabled boss was exhausted, he still did not stop the knife in his hand. The scoundrel was cut into seven pieces by the disabled boss, and he no longer looked like a human being.
The police cut the disabled man into pieces. The boss took the knife from his hand, handcuffed him and prepared to take him away from the scene. Neighbors who were watching the excitement gathered around him and loudly petitioned for the disabled boss: "The scoundrel was killed at his own fault and deserved it. We are often bullied by him. Everyone has already run out of patience, and disabled bosses should not be brought to justice. "
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The police were filled with righteous indignation when they saw the public's excitement. In addition, because scoundrels had received many calls to the police in recent years, they shouted to the crowd surrounding them: "We can understand your mood. We understand the situation of the deceased. I also understand that you can jointly protect him, and we can also write in our opinions. According to netizens, more than 200 people, including him, participated in the joint campaign to protect disabled bosses, and all of them wrote testimonies and took fingerprints.
Later, the disabled boss escaped death and was sentenced to fifteen years in prison and ordered to pay hundreds of thousands in compensation. This incident had a great impact on the local area, because the deceased was chopped into seven sections. After he was released from prison, he was nicknamed: Seven Section Man.
