mindless

Huaxia, Tibet Province.

Two young men were driving on the endless desert road.

The man driving was holding the steering wheel with one hand, leaning his head on the door with the other hand, looking a little casual and lazy.

The other young man was sitting in the co-pilot with a relatively upright posture, a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, and was looking out the window at the desert.

It was Xiao Ming and Kong Haoting, the two mindless people who went to Wusi City.

Kong Haoting at the driver's seat glanced at Xiao Ming and asked, "There's nothing on both sides, are you looking lonely?"

Xiao Ming didn't look back, still looking out of the window quietly, and said in a very flat tone: "There are obviously ups and downs outside, which is shocking, but you are stupid and can't see it."

Kong Haoting really wanted to slam on the brakes and let this thing fly out.

On the way to Tibet, you will pass through a vast expanse of the Gobi Desert. This is a no-man's land, very desolate, and sometimes it takes two to three hundred kilometers to see human settlements.

Since the high-speed rail was not yet available in Tibet, Kong Haoting and Xiao Ming could only take the high-speed rail to the nearest station to Tibet, bought an off-road vehicle, and drove to Usi City in Tibet by themselves.

I looked at the fuel gauge, and there was not much left, but there was no rest area or gas station in sight in front of me.

"Hey! Think of a way, the oil is almost running out." Kong Haoting urged.

Xiao Ming said calmly: "You just drive forward, I chose this road."

Kong Haoting glared at Xiao Ming angrily, and continued to drive forward.

Sure enough, a few houses were gradually seen in the distance, and a long wooden pole stood on the side of the road, on which a tattered white billboard was fixed with rusty nails.

In crooked characters, it said "refuel, wash, refill, repair, restaurant."

It's a temporary foothold, but it's actually a private one, not like a large gas station owned by a state-owned enterprise.

When Kong Haoting drove the car to the private parking area, the car just ran out of gas and stopped by himself.

Kong Haoting got out of the car and took a look at the private parking area. There were only three houses, one-story bungalows.

The white paint on the exterior wall has obviously been painted several layers, but it is of poor quality and exudes a pungent smell.

Kong Haoting frowned slightly, and whispered to himself: "This place doesn't seem very serious."

Xiao Ming got out of the car and said coldly: "Anyone who is serious lives in this kind of place, let's go."

The two walked into the parking area, and an uncle came out with a beard, dark skin, bare upper body, dirty cotton shorts and a pair of plastic slippers on his feet.

Seeing Kong Haoting and Xiao Ming, the uncle was very indifferent, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, and said, "Repair the car or refuel?"

His voice was deep and hoarse.

Xiao Ming said, "Come on."

The uncle glanced at Kong Haoting, then at Xiao Ming, and then at the car behind the two of them. The car parked on the side of the road was an SUV worth hundreds of thousands, and he said slowly, "Five thousand."

"Five thousand?!" Kong Haoting looked displeased, "Aren't you too dark? Ganima why snake skin oil is so expensive?"

The uncle was not angry either, as if he had long been accustomed to other people's attitude and tone of voice, he raised his finger and pointed to the distance of the road, and said in a cold and emotionless way: "The next refueling point is more than 300 kilometers away from here, you can add it or not. add."

With a thick accent, it sounds a bit awkward.

Then he threw away the cigarette butt and wanted to go back into the house.

"Cash or scan code?"

Xiao Ming's catchphrase of a standard local rich boss kept this uncle.

The uncle turned around, but did not show a flattering smile, but still looked cold, took out his mobile phone, and opened the payment code: "Why is five thousand expensive?"

Then he pointed to a house next to him. Through the window, he could see several round tables for eating.

"Five thousand, two thousand is for meals, and two thousand is for after-dinner massages. Your car is so good, why is it worth 1000 yuan to fill up the gas?"

Kong Haoting was taken aback, what the hell?How about a massage after dinner?

Xiao Ming glanced at the dining room over there, his eyes changed slightly, he took out his mobile phone, and transferred 5000 yuan to the uncle.

After receiving the money, the uncle seemed to have a better attitude, and led the two of them to the dinner table.

He yelled into the kitchen: "You two! Four dishes and one soup!"

A hoarse male voice came from the kitchen: "Understood!"

Then the uncle took two sets of disposable bowls and chopsticks, threw them on the table, left a word, and left.

"Call me something."

After the uncle left, Kong Haoting crossed his legs, took out a high-end thermos cup he had prepared, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and lazily said to Xiao Ming: "You still have money, 5000 yuan without blinking your eyes. You don’t even talk about the price of the trolley, I’m really envious, what do you do?”

Xiao Ming glanced at Kong Haoting's thermos, as if there was some nostalgia in his eyes, and said lightly: "Actuary."

Hearing the word actuary, Kong Haoting showed doubts: "What is that for? Accounting? Then you are making black money, stealing from yourself, or where did you get so much money?"

Xiao Ming glanced at Kong Haoting, much like the eager eyes of the silly son of a landlord who cares about him.

Not disgust, but sympathy.

So stupid, what will this child do in the future?

Just as he was talking, the dishes were served. The chef who served the dishes was a burly man with a lot of fat on his stomach, his face was not smooth, his skin was rough, and he looked very greasy.

After putting the dishes on the table, Xiao Ming and Kong Haoting frowned when they saw four dishes and one soup being served.

The soup is tomato and egg soup, but the color of the soup seems to be a bit strange, and the dishes are all kinds of fried meat and twice-cooked pork.

Kong Haoting's voice became cold, and he said in a low voice, "This is such a fucking store!"

Xiao Ming gave Kong Haoting a look, and the two understood.

They moved their chopsticks to pick up a little bit of meat, put it in their mouths, and chewed.

After a while, the two of them fainted on the table.

After Xiao Ming and Kong Haoting fainted, the chef and the uncle came over.

There were sinister smiles on the corners of their mouths, and the chef was holding a sharp kitchen knife in his hand!

The uncle who received him earlier said with a look of resentment: "It's two fucking men again! Shit!"

The chef's face also became sullen, and he said, "I haven't paid tribute to women for so long, I'm worried that the higher-ups will blame us?"

After pondering for a moment, the uncle showed a smug smile, "Probably not, these two seem to be rich owners, especially the one who wears a shirt. If there is a lot of money, and there are no women, the higher-ups will be happy, so let's do it."

A killing intent flashed in the chef's eyes, and he walked slowly towards Xiao Ming and Kong Haoting with the kitchen knife in hand.

Raising the kitchen knife, he grinned grinningly and said, "If you have money after the massage after dinner, let's send you on your way first!"

Then he raised the knife and slashed at Xiao Ming's neck! ! !

But just a few centimeters away from Xiao Ming's neck.

Bang!

The chef flew out in response, crashing into several tables, and didn't stop until he hit the wall, falling to the ground.

Looking again, Kong Haoting had already stood up, looking at the uncle with disdain.

"Bah!" He spat out and spat out the previous meat.

Xiao Ming also slowly opened his eyes, the meat in his mouth was not swallowed at all.

The uncle said in panic, "You guys haven't eaten?"