Chapter 230： keep you out of my house

Chapter 230 Keeping you out of my house

The main house in the fenced courtyard is extremely lively.

The Qingjun man in the center of the storm covered his chest with his hands, trying to salvage his own image, but the four young men had already found Heizi's house.

A courtyard wall, separated by two meters, Heizi's house can clearly hear the noise of neighbors.

At that time, Heizi was sitting at the door of his dilapidated main room, looking at the gray sky with a blank expression, and whistled melancholy.

There is a lame stool underneath, and a fashionable black down jacket on his body, which doesn't match very well.

When the four young men entered the door, he only moved his eyeballs and rolled his eyes lightly, with no fluctuation in his expression.

"Brother Heizi!" On the contrary, it was the four young people who were excited and enthusiastic.

There was a freezing rain in the morning, and the yard looked even more dilapidated, with weeds and mud everywhere, and there was almost no place to set foot. There was also a rotten smell accumulated over the years in the air.

The long-haired young man frowned, endured the staining of his leather shoes, stepped into the courtyard and walked to the eaves of the main hall, "Brother Heizi, why didn't you notify the brothers to pick you up when you came out? See you outside?"

"Smoke." Heizi spat out a word.

The long-haired young man froze for a moment, sneered, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and lit them one by one, "You stayed in there for more than three years, and finally came out, brother, take you to celebrate first?"

"You?" He took a puff of cigarette into his lungs, and the addiction he had suppressed for two days was finally appeased, Heizi's mood improved, and his voice finally carried human emotions.

"That's a good question, brother Heizi. You haven't been outside these few years, so you don't know the changes outside. It's different from before." The long-haired young man stood under the eaves, in front of Heizi, and dusted off the cigarette ash in a condescending manner, " In the past two years, I have taken in a group of younger brothers and earned a little money, so it is okay to treat you to a meal to celebrate."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Heizi, and said with a smile, "I'm not going to ask you to treat me, I guess you won't have any money in your pocket."

Xiaopingtou standing behind the long-haired young man heard his words, his face tightened slightly, and he pulled off his sleeves to warn, "Dacheng!"

"What are you talking about? I'm not right? We used to follow Brother Heizi, and you forgot what happened? Can he be rich?" Dacheng pulled back his sleeves, and simply didn't hide it. He raised his jaw with a sense of superiority beyond words, "Heizi, anyway, we used to be brothers. I am nostalgic, and I came here to find you when you came out, and you will follow me in the future! Don't worry, I have always been generous to my brothers. As long as I eat meat, I will definitely let you drink soup."

Heizi didn't speak.

A cigarette is smoked so quickly, half of it is left in a few puffs.

How much does a pack of cigarettes cost outside now?

The man squinted his eyes and meditated in the smoke, and his distant and deep appearance fell into the eyes of others, especially arrogant and arrogant.

Dacheng smiled, his face darkened, "Will you please tell me, Heizi, if you do this, you will be out of the way! Don't you want to?"

Before when he was a younger brother, he was suppressed by Heizi everywhere, and he has held back this tone for several years.

Now that he has come up and the other party is down, how dare he take on Joe in front of him like a big brother?

"What did you just say?" Heizi slowly raised his eyes when he heard the words "Don't give up" just as he came back to his senses.

Facing the man's dark and gloomy eyes, there was obviously no emotion in those eyes, and the look was not fierce, Dacheng still couldn't help shivering, feeling guilty.

Unable to hold back his face, Dacheng sneered, and his face was stern, "Brother Heizi, I will call you Brother Heizi for your sake, but it is not the same as before, do you still think you are the boss of Heizi? The one who has money outside is the boss—"

Before he finished speaking, the man shot without warning, grabbed his collar and pulled him down, knocking his head against the eaves of the corridor.

The movement is done in one go, clean and effortless.

Dacheng knelt in the mud, clutching his head in severe pain, and looked at the crumbled corner of the verandah, where there were still fine debris falling down.

I don’t know if his head is too hard or the eaves are too weak.

The man was still sitting on the crippled stool, motionless, his eyes squinting, "I've been in there for a few years, and I don't have any money, but I practice more than a dozen times a day, and my fists are getting harder and harder. Do you want to try again?"

Dacheng opened his mouth again and again, and when he looked at the man, he didn't dare to answer.

He only now remembered how cruel the man in front of him was, he was cruel to others, and he was also cruel to himself.

There is never any warning in a fight, and even if you die, let your opponent get down first.

"Brother Heizi! Brother Heizi, everyone is a brother. Dacheng didn't say anything, but he has always cared about you, so don't argue with him." Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiaopingtou standing behind hurriedly said, "This time The brothers came to see you, one was to celebrate your release from prison, and the other was to discuss something with you."

Heizi shifted his gaze to Xiaopingtou, "What are you discussing?"

Hearing that he was interested, Xiaopingtou heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and pulled Dacheng up without daring to look at the big bag on his forehead, "Brother Heizi, how long have you been back? Taoxi Village has changed a lot this year, You must have seen it too. Your village is really amazing now!"

"The watermelons I planted are sold in the city, and each can be sold for eight yuan! They have caught up with the king of fruits."

"There is also a very large and magnificent library built at the grain drying yard. I heard that people pay wages generously, and throw thousands of them out every day."

"Also, there are rich people living in this village!"

Xiaoping said while paying attention to Heizi's expression, and tentatively said, "Brother Heizi, you happen to be from this village, how about it, do you want to join the brothers and earn some money to spend?"

Heizi's eyes moved, "How do you earn money?"

The four people on the opposite side looked at each other secretly, and they all came together in front of Heizi. Even Dacheng, who had just been beaten, temporarily put aside his personal grievances.

"There's a little girl named Qiqi in your village. Brother Heizi, you just need to keep an eye on her. It's inconvenient for the other brothers to say more. If things happen, brothers will definitely benefit from you!" A handful of money was stuffed into Heizi's hand, "You spend this money first, and then take care of your house, don't make it so shabby."

Then he gave Heizi another beep machine and announced a number, "I will use this beep machine to contact you in the future. If there is any situation here, you can call me at the number just now."

After the matter was finished, Dacheng and Xiaoping didn't stay any longer and prepared to leave.

The place is too shabby, there is not even a decent stool, what are you doing here?

Heizi is crazy, if he says something inappropriate, he may have to be beaten again.

Heizi glanced at the money in his hand, put it in his pocket casually, and said to the backs of several people, "When people leave, the smoke remains, and the money on your body, take them away separately, otherwise you will not be able to leave my house."

Foursome, "…"

When I walk away, my pocket is cleaner than my face.

Damn Heizi, all the customers who come to the door are robbed!