World Tibet Bureau

We ignored him and left Wang Datou's company directly.

street light.

The shadows of the two were stretched very long.

We were silent all the way.

The exhilaration of teaching Wang Datou a lesson just now has completely disappeared.

We all know it in our hearts.

At this time, we are no longer simple young people who love antiques, and we have officially stepped into this turbulent arena.

Go some way.

Fatty Xiao said suddenly: "Brother, I figured it out!"

I asked, "What do you want to understand?"

Fatty Xiao said: "I can no longer hang around like this! What is an antique? It is a vast ocean of money! If you don't have the ability to sink and float in the sea, you will definitely be drowned in the end! I want to ride a ship, surf the waves , forge ahead, and sprint, not only to fish out the big fish, but also to finally go ashore without getting wet! In this process, I need a boss at the helm!"

I raised my eyebrows: "So?"

Fatty Xiao looked at me very solemnly: "You are my boss at the helm!"

What he said made my heart skip a beat.

Sister Jiu'er once said that Bodhisattvas are carried by everyone, and gods clear the way with gongs.

To become a god in the world of antiques, I must have someone to accompany me and overcome obstacles together.

Fatty Xiao was obviously the first suitable candidate.

I said, "Have you decided?"

Fatty Xiao slammed his fist on the telephone pole: "It's decided! You are much more capable than me, but your hands are too delicate and expensive to do dirty and rough work. I will do all of these! From now on , You are the God in my heart, God Su!"

When I heard the words, I also smashed the electric pole with my fist: "Okay! I swear by this!"

Seeing this, Fatty Xiao smiled.

He smiled very brightly, and his eyes were full of hope.

……

Wang Datou ate a big slump, Qicun was tightly controlled by us, he will definitely not touch Fatty Xiao and his son again.

He would reply to Brother Pei that Fatty Xiao and his son had already run away and left Jinling because they were afraid of debt collection.

But just in case, I asked Fatty Xiao to send Xiao Bo to the country hospital in the next two days.

For Brother Pei, we have to fall with one blow, so that he can't turn over completely.

This matter is different from beating a hooligan like Wang Datou, who must wait for an excellent opportunity.

After saying goodbye to Fatty Xiao, I returned to the rental house.

As soon as the person arrived at the door of the rental house, he heard the sound of beating and scolding coming from inside.

"Ala and Nong have nothing to do... Hu San, don't bother me anymore!"

"You bastard! It's okay if you say it's okay? I've been playing with you for so many years, and you're fucking comfortable. Now you say it's okay?"

"what……"

"Fuck! Give me the money, or I will beat you to death today!"

"...Hu San! You are the adopted son of Hong Kong Bibi!"

"You fucking go out to pick up customers all day long, how dare you say you have no money?!"

"Hu San... all the money Allah earned all these years was robbed by Nong and lost in gambling, start Xifa!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't pay out today, I'll bury you alive."

Then, there was a sound of punching and kicking and a woman's wailing.

I pass by that room.

This room belongs to the landlady.

Things in the house were turned into a mess.

A woman in her 30s, her clothes were ripped into shape, and a shirtless man next to her slapped her belt and slapped her face. The woman's face was already swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

The woman tried to fight back, but was knocked to the ground by Hu Sanliang.

The shirtless man beat and scolded: "Will you give me money? Will you give me money!"

I'm pretty upset.

Renting a house well, unexpectedly encountered such a thing.

Thinking to find out if there is a better one tomorrow, and move out.

I am not the Virgin.

After taking a look, he went back to his room and closed the door.

Too good hearing is not a good thing at the moment.

I wanted to sleep with the quilt covered, but the sound from the diagonally opposite room was endless.

"Did that kid rent your house?! Go and ask him for rent!"

"...This rent is my one month's living expenses, Nongfa has to make up his mind!"

"Snapped!"

"what……"

"Damn bitch, are you going or not?!"

The woman screamed in pain.

But after a few minutes, there was no sound.

I guess, Hu Sanda got tired and left.

But unexpectedly, the door suddenly "bang bang bang".

There was a rude knock on the door.

In desperation, I had to get up and open the door.

Hu San reeked of alcohol and stood at the door of the room dripping with sweat.

"Boy, you rented this room, right?"

"what happened?"

"The landlord is my woman, eight hundred and one month, the rent is paid for one year and half a year, fourteen thousand and four, bring me the money."

I don't have that much money all over my body.

At the beginning, I agreed with the landlady to pay three and one.

Three thousand two.

I replied coldly: "I agreed to pay three and press one."

When Hu San heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he looked at me like an alien: "Damn! Do you know who I am?"

I asked, "Hu San?"

When Hu San heard this, he laughed: "Since you know I am Hu San, how dare you reject me? Have you ever asked about the meaning of the word Hu San?"

Afterwards, he even stretched out his hand, wanting to slap my face.

I leaned back slightly and let it go.

Seeing this, Hu San was stunned, and the muscles on his face trembled.

He pretended to look at the palm of his hand that fell through just now, and even blew into the palm.

"Ask one last time, fourteen thousand and four, will you give it?"

"Let the landlord himself tell me!"

I'm about to close.

Hu San's face suddenly changed, he quickly stretched out his hand, and grabbed my collar: "You kid, do you want to die?!"

Why……

Garbage always likes to pick up other people's collars?

I said lightly: "Give you a chance, let go, get out!"

When Hu San heard this, he suddenly laughed maniacally, and raised his fist: "Damn you little bastard..."

Just heard a "boom".

Hu San has already been kicked by me for more than two meters.

I heard a tiny "click" in my ears.

of course.

this sound.

Only I can hear and judge.

The patella of his right leg has been fractured.

Hu San couldn't even utter a scream of misery, and hugged his right leg tightly, curled up and rolled twistedly on the corridor.

The incomparably charming landlady was standing at the door of her room covered in bruises, her face was full of surprise and fear.

The phrase "Damn you little bastard" made the fire in my heart rise.

I grew up without parents.

The most intolerable, others scold them.

I want to go up and abolish Hu San.

But seeing his vulnerable and ugly likeness, I held back.

Sister Jiu'er once said to me: "Your hands are too beautiful, you should hold flowers and play the piano, and don't get dirty easily."

I didn't even try to teach Wang Datou a lesson, let alone this Hu San in front of me.

I suppressed the anger in my heart and closed the door.

Half an hour later, I heard Hu San howling in pain and dragging his injured leg against the wall to move out with difficulty.

Finally able to get up.

"You bastard...you wait! If you dare to raise a boy and beat me up, you're all going to die..."

Hu San kept his voice low, threatening the landlady, but he was afraid that I would overhear.

The next day, I slept until around ten o'clock and woke up to wash.

The bathroom in this house is shared.

After washing, the landlady stood at the door of my room.

She powdered her face to hide the scars.

I have to say, she looks pretty good.

Although it is not as good as the big and small Huadan of the Lu family, it is very similar to Hong Kong actress Chen Baolian.

Around 2000, in the private video hall, how many people spent the night repeatedly watching the film "The Monk of the Lantern Grass" starring Chen Baolian.

"Little brother is up..." she said with a smile.

There was a hint of active gesture in his expression.