Lu Xiaobei was unconscious for two hours, and Kang Piaopiao kept taking care of her, taking off his dirty clothes, wiping off the blood on his body, and then applying anti-inflammatory medicine on it to avoid infection.
Fortunately, there were no serious injuries on Lu Xiaobei's body. They were all skin injuries. Kang Piaopiao had treated these wounds and covered Lu Xiaobei with a blanket.
Kang Piaopiao looked at Lu Xiaobei and thought of the time when she and Lu Xiaonan were together. Lu Xiaonan used to go out to fight and come back with stab wounds all over his body. It was Kang Piaopiao who treated the wounds. Now his brother is dead.
, it was the sister-in-law’s turn to help her brother treat the wound.
When Lu Xiaobei opened his eyes, Kang Piaopiao was still thinking about the past bit by bit. Lu Xiaobei's first sentence was to ask if the troublemakers in the place were back.
Kang Piaopiao shook her head at him and said: "It's okay. This whole place is thanks to your presence. Without you, Huang Yaru's place would be completely ruined."
Lu Xiaobei smiled, twisting the corner of his bitter mouth, and said: "I am not risking my life for his sake, but to promote my reputation as Lu Xiaobei. I must win the first battle when I come to Hong Kong. If I lose,
We will also be looked down upon in the future. At that juncture just now, people came to our door. If I, Lu Xiaobei, had not stepped forward, Huang Yaru would have thought that we were freeloaders and had no benefit to her at all. Neither did they.
It is necessary to support us anymore. After I leave this time, I will let him know that I can take care of about twenty people by myself, and it will be of great benefit to her to take us in."
What Lu Xiaobei said was very reasonable. He didn't have to be so desperate. When more than 20 people came to the door, he could have just slapped his ass and left like Ade and the others. But after he left, Kang Piaopiao
What should I do? What should I do with my life in Hong Kong in the future? So he can't leave, and he has to fight. Even if he dies under the knife of more than 20 people, he can't give in. If he gives in, he will no longer be Lu Xiaobei.
!
At this moment, the door to the room opened quietly. Huang Yaru stood at the door with a smile on her face and a little apology. With a bag of supplements in her hand, she walked in with high heels and swaying her buttocks.
, sat beside Lu Xiaobei's bed, glanced at Lu Xiaobei, and then asked: "How do you feel? This is the first time I have seen someone as brave as you."
Lu Xiaobei also smiled and shook his head, saying: "The men in our mainland are all tough guys, so this injury doesn't matter. As long as I can keep your place, I can be considered worthy of you taking us both in."
Kang Piaopiao said to Huang Yaru: "He is a tough kid. Only he knows the pain. When I just cleaned his wounds just now, there were more than a dozen knife wounds and even more bruises. He is really not tough."
Imagine how this kid was able to carry it."
Huang Yaru put the supplement on Lu Xiaobei's bedside and said: "Thanks to you this time, your blood cannot be shed in vain. I just bought this supplement from out. You need to rest for a few days. There is another one here."
Ten thousand pounds, you can keep it." After saying that, Huang Yaru put the money on Lu Xiaobei's bedside, stood up and left the room.
Lu Xiaobei looked at the money, smiled and said to Kang Piaopiao, "It's not easy to make some money." Piaopiao looked at Lu Xiaobei, her eyes a little moist.
Three days later, the wounds on Lu Xiaobei's body had almost recovered. Early in the morning, after washing, he went out and wandered on the street.
This is a dirty street. The living environment is slightly better than that of the slums. Entertainment venues like the Sunset Bar are very small in Hong Kong. Rich people will not come to such a place. They are all a bunch of 17-year-olds.
Children who have gone to school come to play.
There is a stench from the garbage on the street, flies are flying everywhere, and I don't know what the cleaners on this street do. The trash cans have been full for several days, but no one has come to clean them.
It is now around six o'clock in the morning. Lu Xiaobei has been in the habit of doing morning exercises since he came to Hong Kong. He gets up early in the morning and runs along the street when there is no one around. He is wearing what Kang Piaopiao bought for him in Zhuhai.
He looked very energetic in his sportswear. He passed by the street snacks, had some breakfast, and bought back Kang Piaopiao's share.
Kang Piaopiao is not as diligent as Lu Xiaobei in the morning, because the bar starts doing the accounts at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the accounts are sorted out at four o'clock, and then the business starts. There is nothing at all in the morning. Kang Piaopiao sleeps until after ten o'clock every day
Zhong, after getting up, eat the breakfast Lu Xiaobei bought.
There are no fried dough sticks, soy milk, or old tofu for breakfast in Hong Kong. They are all sweets, or some porridge and rice. However, there is a steamed bun shop on this street, which is also opened by stowaways from the mainland. It has a very mainland flavor.
, Lu Xiaobei ate two baskets of soup dumplings and a bowl of millet porridge at his place almost every day.
When Lu Xiaobei ran to the breakfast shop, the uncle inside greeted him kindly, "Young man, you're here to buy breakfast again."
"Yes, uncle, fuck me as usual."
"Xing type."
Listening to the kind Dalu accent of the bun seller, Lu Xiaobei felt a little homesick.
The steamer was brought up from the steamer. Business was not very good today. There were not many customers. The bun seller sat across from Lu Xiaobei's table and said, "Young man, I've been here for so long and I still don't know you."
Are you from mainland China? Your accent sounds like a northerner."
"Oh, yes, I am from a county under Guangyang City in Province H."
"Oh? You are really from Guangyang City! It's true. I was also from Guangyang before I came to Hong Kong illegally. I have been here for more than ten years. I have almost forgotten all the words from my hometown. When I heard you speak, I
I feel like it’s the accent from my hometown, but I’m indeed from my hometown!” The bun seller said excitedly, almost holding Lu Xiaobei’s hand.
Lu Xiaobei was so excited when he saw his fellow villager here that he almost went up to hug him. If there weren't two baskets of soup dumplings in front of him, this guy would have gone up and hugged him.
"Young man, you brought me up so well, why did you come to Hong Kong? No matter how much money you make here, you still can't feel comfortable and comfortable at home."
"Who says it's not the case? Many things happen out of necessity. This is my life. If I didn't commit any crime and wasn't wanted by the police, I wouldn't come here." Lu Xiaobei felt that he had to tell this uncle selling steamed buns.
These are all insignificant. Almost every mainlander who sneaks into Hong Kong carries something with him.
"You look polite and polite, you don't look like a bad person. Did you kill someone or set a fire? Why are you wanted by the police?" the bun seller asked doubtfully.
"I didn't kill anyone, nor did I set a fire. At that time, because the town public security bureau arrested my sister-in-law and wanted to slander her, I took my brothers to the public security bureau to rescue her and gave the police station to her.
I scanned it once, and then I was wanted." Lu Xiaobei spoke as if he was telling someone else's story, speaking very easily.
"Sweep the public security bureau? It seems like your kid is quite active at home. He even dares to break into the public security bureau!" the old man exclaimed.
Lu Xiaobei nodded, and then asked: "Uncle, you have come to Hong Kong, are you the only one here?"
The bun seller looked at the sky, then paused and said: "I have been in Hong Kong for more than ten years, and I came with my wife. However, my wife has always been in poor health. She passed away in the second year after coming here. The remaining
Leave me alone."
"I'm sorry for talking about your sadness." Lu Xiaobei said guiltily.
"It doesn't matter, it's been so many years, and I've long been accustomed to living alone. I don't dare to go back to the mainland. Just like you, I committed a crime, and if caught, it will be the death penalty. I used to be a criminal in Guangyang City.
Bastard, the eldest brother I was following at the time was the famous underworld boss in Guangyang City, Yao Jian. The two of us had played together almost since childhood. He had liked eating the meat buns I made since he was a child, so everyone on the road made them for him.
His wife was called Rou Baozi, and from then on, the name Rou Baozi followed him. Gradually, people on the street forgot his real name, and they only knew that a gangster in Guangyang City was called Rou Baozi."
"Rou Baozi! The gangster brother of Guangyang City ten years ago!" Lu Xiaobei exclaimed.
"Yes, do you know this person?"
Lu Xiaobei nodded and said: "He is with me now. If we can return to the mainland in our lifetime, I will definitely be able to meet him, and so can you."
After listening to Lu Xiaobei's words, the bun seller burst into tears and was choked with tears.
"He's still alive... He's still alive... I thought he was dead... The sky has eyes..."
"He was framed by Kang Junfu, and then ran to Lingbei Town. By chance, we met."
"Kang Junfu! How is this kid doing now?" The bun seller gritted his teeth when he mentioned Kang Junfu. It seems that Kang Junfu framed him for falling into his current situation.
"He is now the gangster brother in Guangyang City, and he is very prosperous!" Lu Xiaobei said.
"It's been ten years and he's still not dead. It seems like this bad guy has a long life!"
"He almost died by my hands, but I was soft-hearted..."
The bun seller patted Lu Xiaobei on the shoulder and said: "Everything is fate. God didn't want him to die at that time, so he lived. If I can return to the mainland and Guangyang in the future, I will definitely
Kill him with your own hands!"
Lu Xiaobei finished his meal, took the portion for Kang Piaopiao to take back, and said goodbye to the bun seller, "Uncle, let's keep the money. Let's talk tomorrow. Let's go back first."
"Take it now, I don't need your money for those buns." The uncle felt that he was destined to Lu Xiaobei, so he didn't want to accept the money.
"Just keep it. If you don't take the money, I won't dare to come to your place to eat steamed buns in the future." After saying that, Lu Xiaobei went back carrying Kang Piaopiao's breakfast.
When he was approaching the door of the night bar, Lu Xiaobei saw Xiao Zi staggering back from a distance. Her hair was messy and her eyes were red and swollen. She looked like she had been bullied. Lu Xiaobei quickly walked up to help her.
Asked: "Xiao Zi, why are you like this?"
When Xiao Zi saw Lu Xiaobei, she immediately held onto Lu Xiaobei's shoulders and cried bitterly. It seemed that she had been greatly wronged.
"Okay, okay, just crying is useless, tell me what's wrong." Lu Xiaobei said.
Xiao Zi cried a lot, and the makeup on her face was stained. This was the result of cheap cosmetics that were not waterproof.
"Xiao Bei, you...can you help me..." This is the first time Xiao Zi calls Lu Xiao Bei Xiao Xiao Bei. In the past, he called Lu Xiao Bei "handsome boy". It seems that something is really wrong this time...