出差在广州(6)
Figure 3: Mah-jong is a kind of game originates from China “I don’t have the money.” I replied mechanically.
“我没有钱。”我机械地回答道。
“You do have the money.” He pursued.
“你有钱。”他追着我说。
“I don’t have the faintest idea of what you mean.” I uttered with a puzzled expression.
“我不知道你是什么意思。”我困惑不解地说道。
“You do have the fucking money.” He repeated in a louder and slower voice, and stressed every word.
“你他妈的肯定有钱。”他提高了嗓门,放慢了语调,在每个字前面都加上了重音。
For an instant I saw what he wants, he wanted to coerce me into paying for the expensive mah-jong, or he would not let me go easily!
我立刻就明白了他是什么意思,他想胁迫我掏钱买他昂贵的麻将,否则他不会轻易放我走!
Suddenly the air seemed to be frozen, the atmosphere crackled with tension, as if the slightest spark could erupt into a bloodshed. I looked into his eyes, telling him tacitly that I am not that kind of coward, and would not be brought to his knees easily; he put away his pleasant face and glared at me, as if talking to me: if you don’t buy the mah-jong today, I will beat the living daylights out of you! To be honest, I was a little frightened then, although I am no less robust than him, I was not his match if he would have produced a knife and stabbed me in the stomach, or called out a gang of his men to help him. Yet I concealed my fear so perfectly that my sharp eyes scrutinized his face severely and my expression told him that I would risk my life in resistance as long as he dare attack me first.