王磊把烟揣进兜里，拧开矿泉水瓶，咕咚咕咚灌了两口。夜风一吹，凉水顺着喉咙溜下去，有点刮嗓子。他眯着眼往前面走，路灯把他的影子拉得老长，跟条丧家狗似的。

前头突然传来一阵骚动，吵吵嚷嚷的。王磊好奇，停下脚步朝那边看。几个穿藏蓝色制服的人围着一个提着塑料袋的中年男人，正踹门呢。

“开门！快开门！”领头的那个横眉立眼，嘴里恶狠狠地喊。

“妈的，扰民！你们什么人啊？”中年男人从门缝里吼出来，声音又尖又细，听着有点娘。

“少废话！跟我们走一趟！”一个瘦高个抄起旁边凳子就砸向门板，“砰”一声巨响，木屑纷飞。

王磊心里咯噔一下。他想起前天晚上在网吧偷偷看的那部港片，演的就是这套路。他赶紧往后退了两步，躲到电线杆后面。

skinny guy took up a stool from the side and smashed it hard against the door. "Bam," splintered wood flew everywhere.

The middle-aged man inside roared through the door, his voice thin and high. "Damn it!扰民You what people are you?" "Shut the hell up and come with us!" The lanky guy picked up a stool nearby and slammed it against the door.

Wang Lei's heart skipped a beat. That night at the internet cafe, he secretly watched a Hong Kong movie, exactly this kind of thing.

He quickly backed away two steps and hid behind a utility pole.

几个警察七手八脚把门踹开了，把中年男人拽了出来。中年男人一边挣扎一边骂骂咧咧，手里的塑料袋掉在地上，里面的垃圾散落一地。