Chapter 1243 1243 Nightmare Shadow

On the way back from the Angolan prison to Baton Rouge, the pickup truck was silent. Joseph didn't try to speak again. Hugo just kept his mouth shut. He didn't even turn on the radio. The sound of tires rolling, which made the hot summer even more dull, even made it difficult to breathe.

Hugo's mind was building up Matthew's life little by little. In a trance, he only felt that he was Matthew, and Matthew was him. The two characters completely overlapped, and all the memories were intertwined. Together, the inability to distinguish each other even gave Hugo the illusion that "this is what I experienced firsthand".

Matthew's family is very simple, a typical American blue-collar family. His father is a carpenter and his mother is a female textile factory worker. They married because of an unexpected pregnancy, and they lived together before they even got a marriage certificate.

My father is an alcoholic with serious alcoholism problems. Every time he gets drunk, he complains about the world, the unfairness of the world, and the partiality and independence of the government. He complained that the rich man controlled the rules of society, that he lacked a platform to show his abilities, that his parents were not good enough, that the appearance of Matthew had ruined his future, that his wife had become a drag on him... …

In Matthew's memory, although his father complained a lot, but fortunately he didn't beat anyone. He just lay on the sofa and complained about everything. Matthew wondered if he should be thankful that at least he wasn't a victim of domestic violence.

The mother is a weak woman. In Matthew's memory, she always seems to be crying. She will cry when she hears her father's voice a little higher. She will cry when she sees that she is not full. She will cry when she is worried that there is no heating in winter. He even cried when his finger was accidentally pricked with a needle. Whenever this time, his mother held him tightly in her arms and cried heartily, and he could clearly remember the feeling of tears running down his back.

Matthew felt sorry for his mother because she was so weak and she needed a strong arm to protect her, but neither father nor himself could provide it; but Matthew also felt that his mother was annoying, and the endless crying was always It would complicate everything, how he wished she could shut up, but every time he saw her tears, he couldn't help but soften.

Then Craig was born, then Sony, and finally Troy, which made their home crowded and impoverished.

Matthew didn't like the atmosphere at home. His father's complaints and his mother's tears always filled the house with a depressing atmosphere, which made him breathless, and he wanted to escape from here. But the weak mother and the younger brother who needs to take care, including his poor father, are his fetters, and he feels that he will be trapped here for the rest of his life.

The school days were always hard. Those rich kids always liked to laugh at him and tease him. He tried to fight back, but his thin body was hard to succeed. The strong kids on the football team were so into the game of throwing him in the trash because they loved watching him struggle to get out of it.

He also didn't do well at reading because he couldn't concentrate, which made him frustrated. He wants to get good grades in his studies, he knows it's one of the best ways to get out of this hell, but every effort ends in failure, he wants to read, he also tries to read, but it doesn't work, this Make him angry with himself.

He knew he had to be strong, not only because other people would keep bullying him, humiliating him, and he couldn't get out of this hell, then it was fatal, he didn't want to go on like this all his life, at least not like his father, all day long Hiding in the house and drinking, is a coward; and also because he wants to protect his mother and brothers, he needs to protect them, if even he doesn't come forward, his mother and brothers will be eaten by this hellish place There are no bones left.

Matthew met Carl - Vitello (Carl. Vitello).

Carl is from the next town, and he was expelled from the school for a crime, but his father was a rich man, so he transferred him to their school. Carl saved him from the football team on his first day at school, and they became friends.

Matthew thinks that Carl is very good, and he can always settle things with him. Although Carl always orders him to do this and that, he doesn't care, because many people in the school envy him and want to be like him.

When he sees the star quarterback of the football team pissing his pants with a pistol pointed at Karl, he feels that life is finally beginning to be beautiful; when he sees Karl lingering with the school's most popular beauty, May, He can finally see women in his life; when Carl threatens the best students in the class to help them with their homework, the teacher doesn't realize it, and he finds that his future finally dawns...

With Carl, Matthew began to learn to enjoy life for the first time, he learned to drink, he learned to smoke. Poison, learned to gamble, learned to hang out with women, even if he is not tall, even if he is not strong, so what? Karl gave him a revolver, which made him invincible, and Matthew felt so strong, even against the players of the football team, that he could easily make them kneel in front of him.

He used to be afraid, and he once regretted it, but every time at this time, he would see his mother sitting in a chair huddled and crying silently, especially after his father died of alcohol poisoning, the family fell on his shoulders On, he knew that he could not be afraid nor weak, and he needed to stand up for this family.

So, Matthew began to enjoy it all. Gradually, he became one of the most famous powerful figures in the town, and many ordinary residents had to make a detour when they saw him, which made him feel that he had supreme power.

Matthew started raising the whole family, and he even got married and found his own wife, Helen. Although he found a job repairing a car, he was obviously happier living with Carl in extortion and extortion. He was keen on this kind of life, because Carl was often the one who was in charge, and he only You just need to go up and collect the money, it's all so easy and effortless.

That day, he and Carl went to a motorcycle party party, where they took part in a gamble, but unfortunately lost, he lost all two hundred dollars on him, and Carl was penniless. The two tried to rob the bikers directly, but were surrounded by a group of people with submachine guns and had to flee.

In the bushes, they saw an old used car with a young couple who were dating. He later learned that the woman was called Hope and the man was called Walter.

There was nowhere for their anger to vent, so Carl pulled him up to them—they had guns in their hands.

Karl led Hope in the front, and he followed Walter. He thought they were just trying to teach the couple a lesson, and then grabbed their car and left. But he didn't expect things to get out of control. Karl was trying to be violent to Hope, and Karl warmly invited him to enjoy Hope together.

He originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't refuse Carl, he had no choice, so he went over to enjoy Hope, and then it was Carl's turn.

It should end here, shouldn't it? But he saw that Carl was completely out of control, picked up the dagger and stabbed at Hope frantically, like a lunatic. He wanted to run away, he wanted to leave, but Karl's murderous eyes frightened him, his steps couldn't move at all, Karl ordered him to grab Walter, was it because Hope was dead?

He couldn't refuse, he couldn't refuse Karl's order, he really couldn't... So he grabbed Walter, and then he heard Karl pull the trigger.

All this was ordered by Carl, and Carl forced him, so he should be innocent, right? He is innocent. Even if he's guilty, he's just following Carl's orders, right? So what should the law say? Shouldn't he be acquitted? He still has his mother and younger brothers to take care of...

As soon as Hugo lowered his head, he saw that his hands were covered in blood. It was Walter's blood. He wanted to wipe it clean, but no matter how much he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean, which made him feel infinite panic. Then when he raised his head, he saw Derek's bloody corpse lying beside him. It was Derek, not Walter, and there was a blood-stained dagger at his feet. Derek's hideous face As if smiling smugly, "I lost, but you didn't win either..."

Hugo was taken aback and crawled back desperately, trying to avoid Derek's eyes, but no matter what, those eyes were always there. He looked around and found that it was actually a piece of land. In the endless darkness, there is no coordinates and no lighting, only a corpse of Derek accompanies him.

Hugo had to stand up, and then ran forward with all his strength. He didn't know how long he had run, but there was still eternal darkness around him, but there was a sound in the dead silence. Wu's cry made him stop, and he kept looking at it in fear.

Suddenly, a figure appeared not far away. The figure was curled up on a chair, whimpering in a low voice, and the shrill cry wafted gently along with the sound of the wind. Is that Matthew's mother...or his mother? The black around him faded like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, it became Matthew's home. Matthew's mother curled up in the chair and wept sadly. The tears continued to overflow like a flood, as if the next second would be enough. Flooded the whole house.

How is this going? Is he Hugo or Matthew? He looked down at his hands, but it was still Matthew's hands full of blood, and his soul was looking at these hands, he was Matthew, and Matthew was him.

Suddenly, Hugo was woken up, suddenly sat up, panting heavily, the sweat all over his body made him look like he was picked up from the water, his heart slammed violently against his chest, His temples seemed to burst open. He blindly looked around at the scene and turned his head several times, only to realize that this was not Matthew's house, but a hotel room in Baton Rouge.

It was just a dream just now, just a dream.