Even iftheyeven ifgrew the wing is still the fly, butalwaysfelt betterto corrupttogetherwithothertrash.
哪怕他们就算长出了翅膀也不过是苍蝇,但总好过和其他垃圾们一起腐烂掉。Standsin front ofthatCarter Nord Prison, Morsetooneselflittle brothers, before completingmade war the mobilization.
就站在那卡特诺德监狱的门前,莫尔斯对着自己的小弟们,完成了开战前的动员。
The saliva that the clamoringvoiceandflieshorizontally, makingpoorfiercehimextremelyseem like a truewickeddog.
叫嚣的嗓音和横飞的唾沫,让穷凶恶极的他看起来就像一条真正的恶犬。Howeverheat this momentdoes not know, a few words that that hegives loyalty to„initiationmeeting”because ofsomegreat person, a vanishedhairnotremaining.
然而此时此刻的他并不知道,他效忠的那个“启蒙会”因为某个大人物的一句话,已经消失的连一根头发都不剩下。Buthebets„disciple who”andlives of onecrowd of neighborsgainstatus, turned into a from head to tailjoke.
而他赌上自己和一群街坊们的性命赚来的“门徒”身份,也变成了一个彻头彻尾的笑话。Ifthatsedanexplodesin front ofprison, perhapshewill awakenquickly, thentremblespicked the Tailwaitingwind sound/rumorin the past.
如果那辆轿车在监狱的门前爆炸,他说不定会幡然的醒悟过来,然后瑟瑟发抖的夹起尾巴等待风声过去。However the destinyactuallyjokeswithhim, thatonlypushes upnow the hand of positionhim, was actually firstheonestepfallsinsanely......
然而命运却偏偏和他开了个玩笑,那只将他推上如今位置的手,却是先他一步疯掉了……Theirgoalsare the black waterlanebiggestmoney dissolver„lastgame”, thereis the entirelong nightportbiggestgambling den, is the supreme headquarters of ironhelp/gang.
他们的目标是黑水巷最大的销金窟“最后一局”,那里是整个永夜港最大的赌窟,同时也是铁手帮的大本营。Wantsnot to needto think,hadsuchbigmatter, Tonydefinitelypulls out the hair that worries there.
想都不用想,发生了这么大的事情,汤尼肯定在那里愁的拔自己头发。pullTaione after anotherwas troublesome, hecanmake an exceptiondoes not collect feesto helpthisfellow.
一根一根的拔太麻烦了,他可以破例不收费帮这家伙一把。Completed the mobilization of war, gathereddisperses instantlyinCarter Nord Prisonentrancelittle brothers.
完成了战争的动员,聚在卡特诺德监狱门口的小弟们一哄而散了。Was ready in full battle arraystandsin the prisonentranceguardsrelaxes, depressed the club in hand.
严阵以待地站在监狱门口的看守们都松了口气,压下了手中的棍棒。
The cockroach of black waterlanedareat the entrancenoisymatter of Carter Nord Prison, they first to seeso a weaponry.
黑水巷的蟑螂们敢在卡特诺德监狱的门口闹事儿,他们还是头一回见到这般阵仗。Alsodoes not know that waswhogavethem the courage......
也不知道是谁给了他们勇气……
The peopleare talking in whispers, whispersmutually, the prison that only thenpulls a long facehas not madeanyspoken languagesteadily.
众人窃窃私语着,互相交头接耳,只有绷着脸的狱长没做任何言语。Heknows was actually whogavethisfellowsnot the courage of Carter Nord Prisonpaying attention.
他倒是知道是谁给了这帮家伙不把卡特诺德监狱放在眼里的勇气。Alsobecauseknows,heis only the belt/bringpersonstandsin the entrancemerely, rather than the supportor the belt/bring of personcallgarrisonteamrushes.
也正是因为知道,他才仅仅只是带人站在门口,而不是呼叫卫戍队的支援或者带人冲上去。After allwhocanguarantee,thiscrowddoes jump the cockroach that randomlyjumps madlyis notpart of plan?
毕竟谁又能保证,这群乱蹦乱跳的蟑螂不是计划的一部分呢?Since the great people of garrisonteamsaidare usefulthey, thatconsideredis like this good.
既然卫戍队的大人物说用得上他们,那就当是这样好了。
At least beforereceivingnewnotice, making an arrest that hishave no reasonto make a decision without authorization.
至少在接到新的通知之前,他没理由擅作主张的抓人。Encirclessuccessivelyleavesinlittle brothers, the sceneryendedMorsewas also aboutto go hometo take the fellow.
围在身旁的小弟们陆续离开,风光完了的莫尔斯也准备回家拿家伙去了。Butat this moment, hefromthatrow of prison guards, saw a familiarfacesuddenly.
而就在这时,他忽然从那排监狱看守中间,看见了一张熟悉的脸。In the eyeflashes through a pleasant surprise, hewalked upwith a smile, patted a shoulder of thatfellow.
眼中闪过一丝惊喜,他笑着走上前去,拍了一把那家伙的肩膀。„Hey, Brothers, nowI was also a disciple.”
“嘿,兄弟,现在我也是门徒了。”Looks that thisstares atownwickeddog, Andrew'sbrainflashdown, the complexionbecomespale, evenforgot is in itself Weylandperson of a cut above the rest.
看着这头盯上自己的恶犬,安德鲁的大脑一瞬间宕机,脸色变得苍白,甚至都忘了自己是高人一等的威兰特人。Inhismind is only left overthought——
他的脑海中只剩下一个念头——
Will the falcons and dogs that the garrisonteamraiseswhyrecognize themselves?!
卫戍队豢养的鹰犬为什么会认得自己?!Morsehas not stoppedinthis, greetsnaturalthenleft, is only left overAndrewdumb as a wooden chicken in same place, was by line of sight.
莫尔斯并没有在这多做停留,打了声招呼便潇洒的离开了,只剩下呆若木鸡的安德鲁愣在原地,被一双双视线包围着。
The wardenfrowns.
监狱长皱起了眉头。Just likeotherguards, the vision that hewill carefully examinewent to the Carter Nord Prisonjob senioritylongestseniorstaff.
和其他看守们一样,他将审视的目光投向了卡特诺德监狱工龄最长的老员工。„Do youknowthatfellow?”
“你认识那个家伙?”Andrewin a terrified wayshakes the head, saying of stutter.
安德鲁惶恐地摇了摇头,结结巴巴的说道。„No, does not know......”
“不,不认识……”Wardenknitting the browshead, buthas not saidanything, after allthisfellowalwaysthistimidfadingtype.
监狱长皱了皱眉头,但并没有说什么,毕竟这家伙总是这副唯唯诺诺的衰样。Howeverwhatis differentfromhim, the wearguards the others of uniform/subdueto talk in whispers.
不过与他不同的是,穿着看守制服的其他人却窃窃私语起来。Disciples?
门徒?Whatis a disciple?
什么是门徒?
......
……Another side, moodexcellentMorsealready the foothold that returns to the hyenato help, innoonfightwill not have„tearing that”applieswith enough timelight machine gunendin the hand.
另一边,心情大好的莫尔斯已经回到了鬣狗帮的据点,将中午的战斗中没来得及派上用场的“撕裂”轻机枪端在了手上。Hepledged.
他发誓。Hewiththis thingtothatwill threaten the fellow who mustattendhisfuneral, makes a profoundimpression.
他会用这玩意儿给那个扬言要参加他葬礼的家伙,留下一个深刻的印象。Thinksthatbecause offrightened the face of distortion, the excitement that inhisheartthencannot restrain, wishes one couldfirstto comeseveralammunition clipsto try the feeltoward the roof.
一想到那张因为恐惧而扭曲的脸,他的心中便克制不住的兴奋,恨不得朝着屋顶先来几梭子试试手感。Alsoat this moment, hefeltsuddenly a foreheadtwitch, then an electric currentprickingcrawledtohisleft eye, madehissightabsent-minded.
也就在这时,他忽然感到眉心一阵抽动,接着一股电流般的刺痛感爬向了他的左眼,令他的视域一阵恍惚。„......”
“啊……”Threw down the machine gun in hand, Morseatechanted in a low voicepainful, the handaccording to the eye.
丢下了手中的机枪,莫尔斯吃痛地低吟了一声,手按在了眼睛上。Yorksees thatto walkto askhastily.
约克见状连忙走上去问道。„Eldest child, youhow?”
“老大,你怎么了?”Shook the murkyhead, Morsewas frowningto say.
晃了晃昏昏沉沉的脑袋,莫尔斯皱着眉头说道。„...... It‘s nothing.”
“……没什么。”Yorkstillsomewhatworried that looks athim, butdoes not dareto speak the idle talk.
约克仍然有些担心地看着他,但又不敢多说废话。At this moment, Morseremembersanythingto resemblesuddenly, looked that askedtoYork.
就在这时,莫尔斯忽然想起什么似的,看向约克问道。„Right, York...... afternoontime, what did youseeinthatdream?”
“对了,约克……下午的时候,你在那场梦里看到了什么?”Yorkgawked, thatpiles up with the ugly and ferocious-lookinguglyfaceto be suddenly shy.
约克愣了一下,那张堆满横肉的丑脸忽然腼腆起来。Thischest frontis printingbaldflexure of scar of knife wound the back of the head, laughed foolishlyoneembarrassed.
这个胸前印着刀疤的光头挠了挠后脑勺,不好意思地憨笑了一声。„Saiddid not fear that youlaughed at...... me...... the dreamtomyold mother.”
“说出来不怕您笑话……我……梦到了我的老母亲。”Morsespeechlessfor a while, gawked the long time, suddenlypūsmilingmakes noise.
莫尔斯一时哑然,愣了半晌,忽然噗的笑出了声来。„Hahahaha! Yourspecialmother...... is really a talent.”
“哈哈哈哈!你特娘的……真是个人才。”Looksto ridicule that ownboss, Yorkis resigned-looking.
看着嘲笑自己的头儿,约克一脸无奈。Stopped the long time, heseemed likethinkssuddenlyanythingresembled, hehesaidwith a smile.
停顿了半晌,他忽然又像是想到了什么似的,嘿嘿笑着说道。„After rightboss......, wetook overTony'sbusiness, cando a thatgadget.”
“对了头儿……以后咱接手了汤尼的买卖,能搞点那玩意儿吗。”
The big brother of thatinitiationmeetingonlywarned that theydo not make the business of Weylandperson, had not saidcannottheymakethisbusiness.
那个启蒙会的大哥只警告他们别做威兰特人的买卖,可没说过不许他们做这桩买卖。Snakeoilnamegets upwas too casual.
蛇油这个名字起的太随便了。Ifchanges to„dream”or„aurora”, Tony who perhaps they cangainare more.
如果改成“梦想”或者“极光”,他们恐怕能赚的比汤尼更多。„Cana littleprospectfuck,”Morseexpect too muchpattedhishead, „whatthinghas money? Has a need forthatgadget?”
“能不能有点出息妈的,”莫尔斯恨铁不成钢的拍了他脑袋一把,“有了钱什么东西没有?用得着那玩意儿?”Suffered a Yorkinnocentexpression of palm of the hand, heknows why the eldest childteaches himself.
挨了一巴掌的约克一脸无辜的表情,他知道老大为什么教训自己。Hehas personally seen that group of disabled personfinalfates, evenhe himselftwisted and brokemanyonlynecks.
他是亲眼见过那帮废人最后的下场的,甚至他自己就拧断了不少只脖子。But the issueis the issue that...... thisspecialis not only can solverichly.
可问题是……这特么也不是光有钱就能解决的问题啊。Heactuallyarriveshas not thoughtso many, wantsto finish eatingthatfood that the having a dreamdreamarrives.
他其实到没想那么多,就是想把做梦梦到的那顿饭吃完。
The mixingballs of black waterlanenot alwayshave the meatto eat, particularlywhenheisslightlymixes the ball. His mothermoney that usesto makein the eveningcookedpotoxtailsouptohim, thatfragrancegreedyhedirects current the saliva, the eyebraves the star light.
黑水巷的混球们并不是总有肉吃,尤其是在他还是个小混球的时候。他的妈妈用晚上赚来的钱给他炖了一锅牛尾汤,那香味儿馋的他直流口水,眼冒星光。Stoodchattedinkitchenentrancehimandshefor a long time, saidmanymanythings, including the present, after the future......, butsincesheburied, he first has relaxed.
站在厨房门口的他和她聊了好久,说了好多好多事情,包括现在,包括未来……而自从把她埋了之后,他还是头一回这么放松过。Saw that teaselwantedripe, heachievedhalf ofdreamsactuallyto awake.
眼看着那锅菜就要熟了,他做到一半的梦却醒了。Ifcancomeagainwell for onesecond......
要是能再来一秒钟就好了……Onesecond.
就一秒。„Boss, said that whatyoudid see?”Yorksuddenlycurious.
“头儿,说起来你看到了什么?”约克忽然好奇了起来。Healwaysfeltmany that bosshave prospects, shouldmeet the dreamto arrive at a more interestingthing.
他总觉得头儿比自己有出息的多,应该会梦到更有意思的东西。Howeveris impatientMorsesome of machine gunpalate, butwas perfunctoryreturned toone.
然而将机枪上膛的莫尔斯却有些不耐烦,只是敷衍地回了一句。„Has not relatedwithyou.”( This chapterends)
“和你没关系。”(本章完)
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