Nightmare Attack

Latest website: In response to this, the fat man noticed that the doctor who had never suffered a loss had rarely been silent, then put away the money, took two steps back, and bowed slightly to the boss, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"Huh!" The boss stared at them coldly, as if worried that they would come up to grab the steamed buns, and he was standing next to the steamed buns, holding a rolling pin in his hand.

Seeing Jiang Cheng and the others leave, after walking away, they "snap" at their back, "Bah, what!" the boss cursed.

Jiang Cheng and the others encountered the same thing three times in a row.

The last time the violent boss even rushed out with a few guys from the back kitchen, the two gangs almost fought.

No way, the people in Jiangcheng had to go around to another street. They didn't dare to mention the Dongyang people at all, so they bought dozens of steamed buns.

This time the boss was very enthusiastic and gave them a cloth bag to hold steamed buns, and reminded them to eat while it was hot, and it wouldn't be fragrant when it was cold.

The boss was an honest middle-aged man with a rickety figure and a soft voice. Just after Jiang Cheng took the cloth bag full of steamed buns, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the boss's trousers.

Under the trousers on the right, there are no shoes or feet. The trousers are empty except for a wooden stick.

The end of the stick that was in contact with the ground was very worn out, and it had obviously been used for a long time.

After noticing Jiang Cheng's sight, the boss retracted his legs apologetically, and at the same time fiddled with the trousers subconsciously, trying to hide the exposed wooden stick.

"How did it become like this?" Jiang Cheng asked, raising his head.

"Hey, blame myself for the bad luck. A few years ago, the Oriental people came to sweep the house. I slept to death and woke up already surrounded by it." The boss sighed and said, "They came to collect food. We didn't have any food. Give them food, so it’s"

"It's okay for me to lose one leg. I hate that since they don't even let the children and women go, my little son didn't escape their search. They turned over from the firewood, and then he was burned to death."

When talking about his legs, the middle-aged man was still calmer, but after mentioning the child, Dou Da’s tears fell down. The fat man's eyes were red when he looked at him, and he couldn’t help but comfort him. ,boss."

The boss wiped away his tears, and when he raised his head again, the firmness in his eyes was shocking, "Although I am a useless person, I sent my two remaining sons to the Resistance Army to kill the Orientals and **** with them. "

"Good brother!" Zhao Xingguo gave a thumbs up, "Now I am finally victorious, and I can finally live a good life. I think the shop you opened with your two sons is not bad. Work hard, everything will be fine. It's alright!"

It can be seen that the business in the shop is very good, and there are a lot of people coming and going. Behind the boss are two young people, one tall and one short, busy helping the boss to make face-to-face meetings.

An empty steamer with drawers aside, ready to steam the steamed buns.

Hearing that the boss smiled, "Yes, I finally won, but it's a pity" he paused and shook his head, "My two sons can't see it anymore."

The fat man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two busy young people behind his boss. He found that the boss smiled freely in this scene, "These two children are orphans I adopted. My two sons were fighting shortly after joining the army. died."

"Their company commander came to me and said that they were betrayed by a traitor and were surrounded. My two sons voluntarily left behind in order to cover their comrades' breakthrough."

"Fighting until the last moment, no one surrendered. They went back to collect the corpses and found that every bullet was hit in the face." The store owner couldn't help choking up when he said this, the pride and sadness in the words tangled together. , Moving.

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng paid twice the price again.

The boss began to say nothing, and finally borrowed the car again, saying that he would send them back, but Jiang Cheng declined.

It is foreseeable that if the boss knows that this cloth bag of buns is for an oriental woman, it is estimated that he will faint on the spot.

Finally, Jiangcheng's group of people turned around, changed directions, and walked back to the previous street.

A few Oriental women gathered together, still in their original positions, seeing Jiang Cheng and the others coming from a distance, they stood up at the same time.

Passing the steamed bun in her hand, the woman named Yoko took it carefully, and pulled it, but did not pull it.

Lifting her head, she opened her eyes wide, and found that Jiang Cheng was looking at her with a cold face, looking at her with cold eyes.

Yoko shook her hand and withdrew her hand subconsciously. Then, reflexively bowed to Jiang Cheng deeply, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Mingming Jiangcheng didn't say a word, but Yoko understood clearly, and understood the suppressed anger in his eyes.

Same as the people on this street.

"Do you know why we came back so long?" Jiang Cheng held a bag of steamed buns, and continued to ask: "Know that these shop owners heard that steamed buns are for you, what attitude do they have toward us?"

Except for Yoko, the remaining women huddled together, looking at Jiangcheng's group with horror, worried that they would be hurt.

Now they finally understand why Yoko only needs food but not money.

Because money is useless for them, even if they have the money, they can't buy food in Greystone Town.

Although they are not the chief culprit, they are by no means innocent. They are caught in the quagmire of war, and no one can be alone.

Putting the steamed bun at their feet, Jiang Cheng and his team turned and left, "Remember our agreement, if I don't find you after I come, you will know the consequences."

Until Jiang Cheng and the others walked away, the figure disappeared in the corner, before shrinking at the end, a few women in Weinuo immediately rushed up to scramble for the steamed buns in the cloth bag.

Only Yoko was still standing there, maintaining a bowing posture.

On the way back, everyone's mood became depressed. After the war, the entire Greystone Town was devastated, and the gorgeous and intact Feng Family Mansion appeared very abrupt in the town.

"Little brother, stay."

I heard someone called ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Jiangcheng and several people turned around. She was a middle-aged woman in an apron, about 40 years old, with dark skin.

"Are you calling us?" Pi Ruan looked around, then at the woman.

"That's right." The middle-aged woman stepped forward, rubbing her hands, and said apologetically: "It was my boss who had a bad temper. I didn't scare you."

After finishing talking, the woman pointed in one direction. Everyone looked along, it was the one that almost broke up just because of buying steamed buns.

"In fact, those Oriental women are okay. Although the people in the town don't wait to see them, they won't take the initiative to hurt them. Sometimes it's really pitiful to see them, and some people will secretly give them some food while it's dark." Sigh, "Otherwise, how can they live to the present."

"In addition to us, will someone feed them?" The fat man asked curiously.

"Yes, I heard that it is from the Feng Mansion, and will give them some food while it is dark." The woman said with emotion: "They all say that Master Feng is kind, and I don't see anyone suffer."