"Kamakura, is that you?" Huo Jiangdong turned around on the swivel chair at the bar in surprise and looked at the man in the black suit who was gradually approaching him.
The man stopped in front of Huo Jiangdong. For some unknown reason, he was silent for a while and then shrugged.
"Hmph, you recognized me from the sound of my footsteps and the way I walked, right?"
"Of course," Huo Jiangdong showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. "You and I are friends who grew up together. We were together when we were in school, and we were also together when we went to the Jeet Kwon Do Dojo after school … By the way, I haven't heard from you for half a year. Where have you been? Why are you covering your face with a black cloth? "
"I'm a little injured. The doctor told me not to be exposed to the wind," Kamakura replied in a flat tone as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him.
Like Huo Jiangdong, Kamakura was also the child of a dancer. They grew up in the same neighborhood. The relationship between the two used to be as close as brothers, but there was a rift last year.
At that time, Kamakura fell in love with a girl who worked in a roller skating fast food restaurant. However, the girl fell in love with Huo Jiangdong at first sight. However, Huo Jiangdong felt that the girl wasn't his type. Since he couldn't guarantee that he would marry her in the future, he rejected her without hesitation. This made her depressed for a while, and in the end, she didn't choose Kamakura.
"Since you're willing to come back to see me, it means that everything is over, right?" Huo Jiangdong covered the glass with his five fingers, but he reminded himself not to drink the liquid inside because it was hydrochloric acid used to erode fingerprints.
Kamakura sneered behind the black cloth, "What are you referring to?"
Huo Jiangdong hesitated for a moment, his fingertips touching the glass made a crisp sound. "Of course it's about Jenny. I didn't mean to ruin your plans. I did what I could, but …"
"But Jenny didn't choose me," Kamakura said with a faint smile. "After you rejected her, she still didn't take me seriously. I'm not interested in such a woman anymore."
"That's good," Huo Jiangdong was relieved like a high school student who heard about his exam results. He was already 20 years old and had been immersed in a triad like the Triad for two years.
"Kamakura, I'm glad that you're back. Have you not had time to find a job? Why don't you join me? In an organization like the Triad, you still need to have people you can trust. The two of us can … "
The joy of regaining his lost friendship made Huo Jiangdong say a lot of things in rapid succession, but Renakura interrupted him again.
"You want me to come to the Triad and be your subordinate?"
"Don't use the word 'subordinate'," Huo Jiangdong hurriedly explained to his friend. "I've always treated you as a brother. Didn't we have a good time fighting against the school bullies? It will be the same in the future. I will share blessings and misfortunes with you! "
"Ah, you are so generous," Renakura said in a strange tone, "Do you remember that many people once said that our eyes look very similar?"
"Yeah! When we were young, many people thought that we were brothers! " Huo Jiangdong laughed without any precaution. "It's a pity that the older you get, the less your facial features resemble yours."
Kamakura's voice suddenly lowered, "Did you know? I used to regret that I wasn't your brother. "
Kamakura was a child born to a dancer of Japanese descent in the Chinese district of Los Angeles. He was obsessed with Japanese culture since he was a child. In addition to his Chinese name, "Xiao Cheng," he also had a strange Japanese name, "Kamakura Jima," which was the origin of his nickname.
Huo Jiangdong felt the hatred contained in Kamakura's words just now, and he helplessly clenched the glass in his hand.
Because Kamakura's mother also had a relationship with the playboy Huo ZhenBang, Kamakura was once suspected to be Huo ZhenBang's child. However, a paternity test later proved that Kamakura was not Huo ZhenBang's son. After that, he and Huo Jiangdong looked more and more different. Their eyes were still relatively similar, which could only be said to be a coincidence.
Kamakura's mother also passed away a year ago, but the cause of death was syphilis. As a child without a father to claim him, and indulging in pleasure, Kamakura's financial situation was deteriorating. Huo Jiangdong had vigorously helped him, but Kamakura was not happy about it.
"If I were also the son of the master of the Juying Hall of the Triad, then I wouldn't have to live so miserably, right?"
Even through the black mask, Huo Jiangdong could feel the chill in Kamakura's words.
"This … fate is not something that can be chosen by oneself." Huo Jiangdong looked away and bit his lip. At this moment, he realized that Kamakura might not have come back to drink with him.
Kamakura ignored Huo Jiangdong and continued to say, "If I were Huo ZhenBang's son, I wouldn't have to suffer the humiliation of being rejected by a girl, I wouldn't have to endure financial distress, and I wouldn't have to pretend to be someone's grandson!"
"You … how can you say that?" Huo Jiangdong frowned. "I sincerely want to share my resources with you!"
"Shut up! I don't want to be dependent on others! " Kamakura roared furiously, and then his body trembled violently, as if what was about to happen would bring him great psychological pleasure.
Huo Jiangdong looked at his childhood playmate in shock. He did not understand why Kamakura was so determined to kill him, and he did not know what other hurtful words Kamakura would say next.
After roaring, Kamakura felt much better. He shrugged and changed to a more casual standing posture. He looked down at Huo Jiangdong, who was still sitting on the swivel chair at the bar, and said,
"Other than our eyes, even our figures are very similar. Even when we were learning martial arts in the dojo, our skills were similar …"
In fact, Kamakura's kung fu was inferior to Huo Jiangdong's, but he was never willing to admit it. Huo Jiangdong had never pointed it out, and even deliberately went easy on him when they were fighting in public.
"But our voices are obviously different," Huo Jiangdong wanted to lighten the atmosphere, so he used a lighter tone. "In contrast, your voice is more mature, isn't it?"
"Maybe," Kamakura said darkly, "but you don't have any particularly close people in Los Angeles. If you're not particularly close, you won't care about the difference in voices. The most common cold can also change the voice …"
"I don't understand what you mean," Huo Jiangdong held the glass tightly with both hands, as if trying to control the feeling of insecurity in his heart. "Why do you emphasize that we have a lot of similarities? Although I do hope that we are brothers, but blood is not that important, right? "
"Then the only thing left is our faces," Kamakura said without answering the question.
"What?" Huo Jiangdong felt his hair stand on end. He was shocked by an invisible pressure and could not move in his seat.
"Hahahahaha —" Kamakura looked up to the sky and laughed, "I mean, the main difference between us is our faces! Only this damn face is left! "
As he said that, Kamakura suddenly pulled down the black cloth that was used to cover his face. Huo Jiangdong, who saw Kamakura's true face, was stunned from head to toe.
"You … why do you have my face …" Huo Jiangdong did not see the image of Kamakura in his memory. Instead, it was as if he was looking at himself in the mirror.
"Of course, thanks to modern high-tech plastic surgery!" Kamakura clenched the black cloth in his hand and said madly, "Only half a year! Only half a year, and I can become exactly like you! It's impossible to tell if you're not close to me! "
Huo Jiangdong's heart trembled. He knew that he did not have anyone particularly close to him in the entire Los Angeles, the entire United States, or even the entire world. His father, Huo ZhenBang, had only seen him twice. Even if Kamakura pretended to be him, no one would be able to see through him.
"How ironic!" Kamakura laughed wildly with the face that did not belong to him. "The only person who is close enough to you to see through the imposter is the imposter himself!"
"Xiao Cheng, what the hell do you want to do?" Huo Jiangdong called out Kamakura's real name. "Why did you have plastic surgery to pretend to be me? Who funded your plastic surgery? "
"Hahahahaha — it's a great person named Ai ShuQiao!" Kamakura's face was twisted to the extreme, and he spoke of his plan without hesitation.
"When I was desperate, I met Ms. Ai ShuQiao, who was in Hollywood negotiating with investors. She heard that my friend — that is, you — is the son of the leader of the Triad's Juying Hall. At the same time, she also understood my resentment, so she combined the actual situation and gave me a good idea!
"She funded my plastic surgery and bribed some of the people in the Los Angeles Triad! That's why I could swagger to your contact point! This must be something very interesting for her, right? It's the same for me … So I could have let the people outside rush in and kill you for me, but I insisted on telling you everything, and then do it myself! "
"You … you're crazy!" Huo Jiangdong jumped up from his seat. From a third person's point of view, the two of them had the same height, the same clothes, and the same face, just like twin brothers.
"I'm not crazy! I'm choosing my own destiny! " Kamakura took out a pistol with a silencer from his pocket at lightning speed and aimed at Huo Jiangdong's heart. He had repeatedly practiced this action thousands of times. Compared to Huo ZhenBang, who was not used to using a gun, he was obviously faster.
With a sharp whistle, Huo Jiangdong was not able to completely dodge. His shoulder was shot, blood blossomed, and he fell heavily to the floor. The pistol that he had just pulled out also fell out of his hand.
Kamakura sneered and stepped forward, stepping on Huo Jiangdong's wound to make Huo Jiangdong feel more pain before he died.
"Hahahaha, your posture of twisting on the floor is wonderful! Just like Jenny's posture of twisting under me! And after you show this posture of a stray dog, you will disappear forever … "
"What!?" Huo Jiangdong was lying on the floor with a painful expression. "You killed Jenny too!?"
Kamakura grinned and said, "Of course! Otherwise, I wouldn't have become a fugitive. I wanted to rob Ai ShuQiao and then run away, but I met the benefactor of my life! I'm so happy today! I finally don't have to envy your identity anymore! Because I will become you! "
Kamakura, who was in ecstasy, looked at the half glass of brandy on the bar. At least in his eyes, it was the half glass of brandy left by Huo Jiangdong.
"Hahahaha! The wonderful life that should have belonged to you, will be enjoyed by me in the future! Starting with this glass of wine … "
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