Chapter 50

In a community in H city.

Zhang Shuai came back limping triumphantly with a bandage and a plaster cast on his right hand.

"It's so big that I was beaten?" Zhang Shuai squeezed tears and said with a milk voice, with a cute voice.

"Come on, move forward!" the so-called big brother sat on the sofa and raised his hand and hooked his fingers.

"Ah???"

Zhang Shuai stretched his neck and leaned forward.

"Bang!"

The eldest brother raised his leg with a foot, then hit the hemp pole on the head with a fist and said angrily, "are you fucking stupid? People ask for guns when they play games. You ask for a game. You ask for a fight. If you ask for a fight, you take some people with you! Do you want B to clip his head?"

"Big, I just want to talk to him!!" Zhang Shuai is a little wronged.

"Go, lean against the wall, stand at attention and reflect!" the eldest brother waved his hand very irritably, remained silent for a few seconds, looked at the very poor Zhang Shuai and asked, "who hit you?"

"Big, it's Xiaomeng who made an appointment with me, but everyone was called by Che Suchen..." Zhang Shuai said wrongfully against the wall.

Yes, now Zhang Shuai's hatred is no longer on the little fierce, but on the old car body,

"The one who opened the concert hall?" the eldest brother said suspiciously.

"Yes! That's him!" Zhang Shuai nodded vigorously.

"It seems that he is really short of money recently, and he has started to shovel things for others? Did you mention me when he hit you?" the elder brother thought and asked.

"Yes, he said you were a JB..." Zhang Shuai turned his eyes and lied shamelessly.

"Shit, this kid is crazy for him..." the elder brother scolded slightly embarrassed.

"Isn't it? He doesn't care about you at all..." Zhang Shuai quickly fanned the flames when he saw the play.

"What do you want to do?"

"Big, you lend me some money. I want to find someone to fix him..." Zhang Shuai thought and said.

"Shit, do you think you can use your mind? All he knows are young people. He can shout a train skin for 500 yuan. When will you be the head when you do it today and tomorrow?" the elder brother scolded silently.

"When to give him dry clothes and when to be the head!" Zhang Shuai thought seriously and said with his teeth.

"You, the brain your mother gave you is a decoration... I don't think you've done it. You've come to the end first..."

"What do you say, big brother?" Zhang Shuai asked with a big mouth.

"Come on, you come here, you like this..."

"High, it's really high!" Zhang Shuai immediately raised his thumb and exclaimed after listening to his brother's idea.

At eight the next morning

"I have to go out and buy a dress later..." Liu Rui said, chewing steamed stuffed buns with oil.

"Why buy clothes?" I asked, looking up.

"Don't you take my sister tomorrow? I have to dress up..." Liu Rui said solemnly.

"Shit, you can take a fucking bath first. I can smell your rancid smell five meters away..." Yang Song said with a disgusted look on his face pinching his nose.

"Do you know who the fuck bothers me most among these people?" Liu Rui blinked and asked solemnly.

"I..." Yang Song replied calmly eating steamed stuffed buns.

"You fucking know... Can you talk to me less after that, brother!! I'm really afraid that one day I'll strangle you in my dream with Meng Liang's army thorn..." Liu Rui shouted with a very painful expression.

"No, no... they are all cultural people and a society ruled by law..." Yang Song didn't take Liu Rui's words to heart.

"Shit..." Liu Rui patted his forehead and collapsed.

"The boundless horizon is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the continuous green mountains..." when Liu Rui quarreled with Yang Song, a passionate and generous song "the most dazzling national style" sounded in Duan Hui's trouser pocket.

Duan Hui took out his mobile phone, looked at the phone number on the screen, frowned slightly, and then rushed out of the house with his mobile phone.

"What's up?" Duan Hui asked impatiently as he pressed the answer button.

"Are you in the concert hall? I went to find you..." a young man's voice sounded at the other end of the phone.

"What can I do for you? Can't you say it on the phone?" Duan Hui asked with a frown.

"Oh, I have to talk about it!"

"Don't come to the concert hall. It's inconvenient for someone at home. Go to the noodle shop opposite my house..." Duan Hui replied after thinking about it.

"OK, wait for me..." the man hung up the phone.

Duan Hui returned to the house and picked up a dress.

"I'll go out and eat..."

"What are you doing?" the old car looked up and asked.

"Xiao Ding came to me and said something..."

"Which little Ding?" the old car asked a little confused.

"That's who used to work with us..."

"Shit, what is he looking for you for?" the old car asked with a little ugly expression.

"I want to know, I don't have to go. All right, let me go and have a look..." Duan Hui took his clothes and walked outside.

"Who did Duan Hui see?" I asked, seeing their unusual.

"No one, just a friend..." the old car took a sip of porridge and replied simply.

Twenty minutes later, Duan Hui finally waited for Xiaoding to call in the noodle shop.

Xiao Dingfeng ran down from the taxi. This little Ding is dressed differently. What do you say? The smell of killing Matt in the countryside is all over the body. The colorful explosive heads are still shaking on their ears. Some are wearing several silver earrings and a relatively buried leather jacket on their upper body. They look like a rooster from a distance.

"Sorry, the road is a little blocked. I'm late..." Xiaoding bared his teeth like seeing his father when he saw the old car.

"What can I do for you?" Duan Hui asked, stretching his neck when he saw Xiaoding coming.

"Take out some goods!"

"Won't I tell you? I won't do this with the old car!" Duan Hui asked with a frown.

"Don't do it, why don't you do it?" Xiaoding opened his mouth after being stunned.

"This job is too dangerous. I quit studying with the old car. I can't accept it. Go to another place to have a look." Duan Hui waved back.

"Fuck, you see, I'm here and you let me go?!" Xiaoding said reluctantly, "where do you want me to send it? I know you two and take it!"

"I can't accept it. There's no place for us to sell it." Duan Hui stood in place and handed Xiaoding a cigarette.

"Why, do you want to lower the price?" Xiaoding lit the cigarette and asked immediately.

"It's not a price reduction!"

"Fuck, I know what you two are doing now. I tell you, I don't have much in my hand, more than 500, 20000. You take them all... You go to the newly opened Baile door and sell 81, and you add up how big the seam is!" Xiao Ding said quickly.