571, The art of cutting off firewood from the bottom of the cauldron
Just when Qingchen was killing people.
"Boss, please let me kill that Zhang Qinghuan," Jiang Mubei sighed: "I feel that as long as we kill him, we can get close to the core power level of this art club in minutes."
"Stop talking annoying," Xu Linsen flipped through the news on his phone: "Although this Qinghuan is a little stupid, she is not bad at all. Spades have the principle of spades."
At this time, footsteps came from outside the corridor. The two of them stopped to talk and looked at the apartment door at the same time.
The visitor passed Jiang Mubei and his room, and then opened the door to the next room.
Xu Linsen knew that Chen Sui was back from get off work.
He asked in contemplation: "By the way, what do you think of Chen Sui? I seem to be familiar with this name, but I don't remember hearing it anywhere."
"I don't have any impression," Jiang Mubei shook his head and said, "I have observed him. His steps are empty and he should be an ordinary person. Boss, do you doubt him?"
"I'm not suspicious, I just feel that it's a bit sudden. I live next door to us and join the club with us," Xu Linsen said: "Of course, they moved in first, there's nothing to say about this. I just asked casually."
"By the way, Chen Sui didn't know where he went to the evening or what he did," said Jiang Mubei.
"I heard that I was working in a nightclub in the fourth district. I didn't have to care about this. In short, it wouldn't have anything to do with us," said Xu Linsen. "But have you noticed something that he came back every morning at 4 o'clock and got up at 9 o'clock in the morning. He only slept for five hours, but was full of energy."
"I'll pay attention to him tomorrow."
"Well, observe it," Xu Linsen turned off his cell phone: "Go to sleep, Zhang Qinghuan shows that there are still important tasks tomorrow."
The next morning, the two of them received the call from Zhang Qinghuan and went downstairs. They saw Zhang Qinghuan carrying a bag, and "Chen Sui" and Zhang Mengqian were staring around him, not knowing what they were looking for.
After the two went downstairs, Zhang Qinghuan pulled open the bag and gave each of them an iron stick.
Jiang Mubei asked in confusion: "Where are you going to destroy any club? If so, are we enough?"
"It's not about destroying anyone," Zhang Qinghuan shook his head: "There are more important things to do."
Hey, Xu Linsen felt strange now. He gave a stick but didn't hit someone. What are you doing?
Zhang Qinghuan led them back into the pigeon cage, and Zhang Mengqian said from the side: "Go to 703 households first."
Zhang Qinghuan sneered: "He has to agree to his daughter's affairs today, and he has to agree to it if he doesn't agree."
Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei looked at each other.
Jiang Mubei whispered: "Isn't this guy going to occupy someone else's daughter?"
Xu Linsen shook his head: "Look first, if the two of them are in love but their father-in-law disagrees, we will not help at most, but we cannot interfere. If he wants to hit someone, please hold on."
"Okay, if he wants to force a good person to become a prostitute, I can kill him directly," Jiang Mubei whispered.
Speaking of this, Xu Linsen suddenly turned around and looked at Qingchen: "Chen Sui, what do you think?"
Qingchen looked at the two of them innocently: "I think you are right..."
When he arrived in front of Room 703, Zhang Qinghuan slapped the door aggressively: "Li Sangou, come out for me!"
The door opened, and a middle-aged man stood weakly in the room: "What are you doing?"
"Let's talk about your daughter!" Zhang Qinghuan said.
Qingchen, Xu Linsen, Jiang Mubei, silently looked behind Li Sangou, a little girl of eight or nine years old, who was burying her head with a cardboard box...
Zhang Qinghuan said: "Do you send her to school? She is now at school. What is the future of folding a carton with you? Federal Primary School is free, why don't you send her?"
Xu Linsen, Jiang Mubei: “…”
This is completely different from what they thought. It is not a scene of forcing the girl to force her to steal the girl.
They looked into the room.
The paper packaging boxes in the house were piled up in mountains, and they were all folded by Li Sangou and his daughter. After they were folded, they had to be sent to the fifth area and sold to the gift shop there.
However, this cardboard box is only a few cents, and they may only make a day or two of their meals by folding them.
This is the current situation of most people in the lower three districts. They do not want to do bad things, nor have the ability to change their lives. They do the work that no one is willing to do in the bottom of society like worker ants.
Li Sangou said unhappily: "You said it is lightweight, and it's useless to go to school. Don't you have to come over to fold the cardboard box after graduating from elementary school? What's the difference? Can you eat it as a meal at school?"
Zhang Qinghuan pointed at Li Sangou with an iron stick: "If you want to speak like this, I will hit you."
Li Sangou said with a heartache: "You are a club. Can you do something that the club should do? Isn't it good to kill people? Why do you care whether my child goes to school?"
Zhang Qinghuan sneered: "You ask her to go to school, and the protection fee will be reduced by 200 yuan per month."
"Really?" Li Sangou's eyes lit up.
People in the lower three districts often let their children drop out of school, but this is ultimately because of the pressure of life.
After all, there are only a few parents in this world who sell their children's eyes. Anyone who is a little likely is that who doesn't want to send their children to school and recognize their words.
Zhang Qinghuan asked, "Do you give it away?"
Li Sangou nodded: "Give it off...but the people in the elementary school in District 9 are not good things. They make a name for themselves every day to charge various fees."
"You don't have to worry about this, we will solve it!" Zhang Qinghuan waved his hand and left calmly.
Zhang Qinghuan asked Zhang Mengqian: "How many households do we have to solve today?"
"112 households," said Zhang Mengqian: "All of them have not gone to elementary school when they are old."
Zhang Qinghuan smiled freely and easily: "Everyone is working hard today. I have to complete all 112 households today. If it can be completed smoothly, I will invite everyone to eat fat intestinal noodles!"
The fat intestine noodles are also a feature in the slums. After the livestock was slaughtered, the good meat on their bodies was supplied to the big people, but few people like to eat intestines, so this fat intestine is the cheapest real meat in the whole city.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, even the cheapest one is not affordable to ordinary people. Zhang Qinghuan is a rare time to be generous.
Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei looked at each other, and they didn't expect that the art club would still care about this matter.
Compared to their organizing student parades, the art clubs acted more rudely.
The wish of Spades now is that everyone in the world can read books and newspapers, and at least let them know what is happening in this world.
Thinking of this, Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei are really interested in art clubs.
Xu Linsen whispered: "I can be sure now that the person behind this art club is the one Yangyang said. I really want to see what he wants to turn the lower third district of City No. 22 into."
Qingchen was behind him, looking at the ceiling innocently.
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In the 9th District Fat Insect Noodle Shop, Qingchen and others sat side by side on a long table, eating noodles with hustle and bustle. Zhang Qinghuan and Zhang Mengqian had the loudest sound of sucking noodles.
Their team completed 112 households in one day to persuade them to study, and everyone was smiling.
It’s obviously just a small matter, but I don’t know why my life is particularly fulfilling.
Xu Linsen wiped his mouth and thought for a moment. He asked Zhang Qinghuan: "Boss, aren't we a club? Why do we do such a thing?"
Zhang Qinghuan stopped and said casually: "This is not what I decided. It was the people above who said that they would make the sound of reading sounds ringing on campus again. They said that if this huge world cannot accommodate a desk, it would be the fault of all adults in the world..."
Speaking of this, he noticed that he had let out a word: "Ahem, the 'people above' I mean the ancestors in heaven, who gave me dream instructions in my dream."
In a blink of an eye, Qingchen became the ancestor of heaven...
Xu Linsen: "But we are a community, shouldn't we fight and kill?"
"You don't know anything about this," Zhang Qing was happy: "When I was a child, I was very poor. I couldn't afford to go to junior high school. I almost couldn't eat enough. What kind of school should I go to? Later, I worked hard to make money, thinking that I could be happy if I had money, but the business was OK. At least my brothers had food and drink, but they were still not happy enough. Until recently, I felt like I was injected with chicken blood every day, and I had endless strength all over my body. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Qingchen asked this time.
Zhang Qinghuan said: "I suddenly knew why I was so empty before, because I used to find ways to make my life better, but now my goal is to make more people's lives better, different."
Jiang Mubei muttered in a low voice: "I am so terrible..."
But Zhang Qinghuan continued, "Besides, the children have all gone to school, so they can at least find a slightly better job, so they don't have to get involved in clubs like me. When they don't have to get involved in clubs, then isn't there only art clubs left in the city of 22? We will collect all the protection fees, and we will dominate the whole family. This is the art of cutting off the firewood from the pot!"
Qingchen: "???"
Xu Linsen: "Puff!"
A mouthful of noodles was spit in a bowl.
"Brother, look," Jiang Mubei took his phone to Xu Linsen at this time, but saw someone coming from it. It was a wanted order issued by the Gods Consortium on City No. 22!
The reason for the wanted arrest is that Xu Linsen killed Takahashi Daiseen, a member of the God Generation Consortium!
Xu Linsen was stunned for a while when they came to City No. 22 and did take the task of killing Takuhashi Dacheng, but they haven't taken action yet!
Things are a little strange.
People are the ones they want to kill. Although he didn't take action, he still killed them...
Xu Linsen was silent for a while: "There is no such coincidence in the world. It is probably the person Yangyang said, and he wants to mess with me..."
Jiang Mubei raised his eyebrows: "Let me know where he is, I have to calculate the account."
Qingchen suddenly looked up and raised his hand: "Boss, let's have another bowl."
Zhang Qinghuan muttered: "You eat less, why is your appetite so good??"