The girls clapped their hands excitedly, but Cao Zhan was anxious. These gangsters often hang out around here. If they annoy them, there will be endless troubles. The guy named Xu can just slap his butt and leave, leaving the mess to the Cao family.
, even if you sell everything, you can't afford the medical expenses for these scoundrels.
"Boy, if you have the guts, don't leave. Wait until our boss comes to skin you!" The fat bastard whose arm was removed was sore that sweat was dripping from his face, but his words were still tough. After all, he was the bastard from outside the south gate.
Losing the battle does not mean losing face. It seems that the relationship is settled today.
Most of the people living in this shanty town are flood victims in the Huaihe River area. The court has not made proper arrangements for a long time. Over time, a huge slum has been formed. There are people who work shifts, people who dig out excrement, people who wash clothes, low-level prostitutes, and coolie workers.
There are also a considerable number of local gangsters living here. Murders, robberies, and rapes occur one after another. It is definitely a paradise for criminals. The government has no control over this place. Moreover, the residential buildings are very densely spaced, and the slightest disturbance can be extremely difficult to transmit.
Hurry, at this moment, a large number of gangsters have received the news and rushed over.
Sure enough, I heard a burst of chaotic footsteps outside, and dozens of gangsters came and surrounded the Cao family's yard. The guy in the lead was bare-chested and had a lavender robe draped across his body. He looked familiar.
The guy had a cigarette in his mouth and looked very arrogant. Without even looking at his accomplices scattered on the ground, he said in a coquettish tone: "Who beat my brother like this?"
"Brother, this guy wearing a hat is very good at ideas. Even a dozen brothers are no match for him." Fatty reminded him.
"Oh, he's still a trainee. Damn! You're a great trainee. Do you know where grandpa comes from?" The eldest brother shook his lavender robe. "Grandpa was one of the first drivers of Ziguang Car Dealer, and worked with Sun Datong of Nanchang."
The one who swung the horse and spoon in the first pot, no matter how hard you are, you will still have to lie down when you get to grandpa."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. The girls were so scared that they didn't dare to say anything anymore. Cao Zhan even closed his eyes in pain. He was afraid that for whatever reason, even hiding in this shantytown would get involved with his great enemy Liu Ziguang.
It has something to do with it. The backend of these gangsters is Nanchang. This has caused a huge disaster. Even the officials from Yingtian Mansion can't help. They can only wait to die. But my cousins are innocent.
If they fall into the hands of these gangsters, the consequences will be disastrous.
The girls were so frightened that they were so scared that they didn't dare to come out. Although they were all from official families, they were not in public in the capital at this moment, but in the depths of the shanty town outside the south gate. It was really exciting every day.
No, how can you dare to show off your identity when you are out of control? Everyone's eyes are focused on the hero. Whether he can escape from danger depends on him.
Only then did Liu Ziguang remember that this rickshaw driver had met him before. He was indeed a tricycle driver at Ziguang Vehicle Dealer. However, he was fired after not long working for embezzling the wallet left by a customer in the car. He did not expect this.
With this status, the boy managed to get around well outside Nanmen, as if he was a gangster boss. Originally, this was nothing. The shanty town was a breeding ground for crime. If he didn't stand out, others would naturally stand up. But with Nanchang's help,
It's a bit too much to bully the people through guanxi. Isn't this a smear on Nanchang's face?
Liu Ziguang was very angry, and the consequences were serious. He stood up without saying a word, walked up to the coachman, and slapped him with a wave of his hands. His movements were like wind and lightning. Others could not see his move at all, and could only hear the slap and the sound like applause.
There was a sound of rapid contact between facial skin, and then they saw their boss falling to the ground, his mouth bleeding, a few teeth falling to the ground, and the majestic coachman's coat thrown aside.
"I'm going to beat you, the scum of Nanchang! Get out of here, and I will kill you without mercy if I see you wandering around the countryside again!" Liu Ziguang raised his bamboo hat slightly, looked into the eyes of the coachman and scolded him.
The eldest brother, the coachman, was shocked. He obviously recognized who the person in front of him was, so he dared to talk back. He quickly got up and shouted with a leaky mouth: "Brothers, get out of here, get out of here."
The gangsters didn't understand why the boss, who was so tyrannical in the background, was so afraid of a stranger, but the boss was the boss, and there must be a reason for what he did. They didn't dare to say anything at once, and lifted up the guys lying in the yard, like a tide.
After retreating, the small courtyard returned to calm again.
"It's getting late, ladies, please go home quickly. It's very messy here, and it's even more unsafe at night." Liu Ziguang left the courtyard again without saying a word. He vaguely heard a little girl whispering behind him: "He
So cool..." "Yeah, he's so handsome."
Liu Ziguang walked out of Cao's house and walked in the alleys of the shanty town. It was getting late, and a drizzle of rain began to fall in the air. The raindrops floated in the alleys. The stone paths were wet, and the moss and wild flowers under the roadside walls were exposed.
Moisturizing color, the alleys were empty with no one passing by, because the poor people living here spent most of their time running around outside and would not go home until late at night. Liu Ziguang walked quietly, and suddenly felt someone following him behind him.
Stop at the corner in front, wait for the person behind you to come over, rush out, quickly push him to the wall, and grab his throat.
An oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground. The beautiful girl was pressed against the wall by Liu Ziguang. Her little face turned red from suppressing it. Her two little hands slapped his strong arms in vain. Liu Ziguang let go of his hand and asked with a cold face: "Miss Lin."
,Why are you following me?”
"Ahem, cough, how could they be following you? They were just going home on the way." Lin Daiyu glanced at Liu Ziguang with a pair of slender red phoenix eyes. From such a close distance, she could see the down on the girl's face and the hair on the lower part of her delicate neck.
You can still smell the delicate fragrance of the girl on your collarbone, which is particularly pleasant mixed with the fragrance of earth. Liu Ziguang's bamboo hat has slipped off due to his excessive movements just now. The rain hit their heads and bodies, and flowed down the tip of their noses and foreheads.
The atmosphere is quite ambiguous.
If she wasn't Lin Ruhai's daughter, she could marry her back and be a concubine. Liu Ziguang thought to himself, but Lin Daiyu would never know about his dirty thoughts. Simple girls are filled with the feats of this great hero. Lin Ruhai usually
She was busy with work and her mother Cao Min was no longer alive, so Xiao Daiyu often read some messy story books, such as "The Romance of the West Chamber", the violent novel "Suppressing Wu Hou Zhengbei" or "Three Heroes of the Sword" and other books.
She is different from other girls. She doesn't like the suave Zhang Sheng in The West Chamber, but she likes the bit-part general. In other words, the little girl is an admirer of force. Today she finally saw a real knight. How can she be unmoved?
principle.
"It's getting late, go home quickly, I'll see you off." Liu Ziguang stared at Lin Daiyu for a while, and finally gave up the idea of taking advantage of the situation, let go, and put the hat on his head again.
Lin Daiyu picked up the oil-paper umbrella and walked silently. Liu Ziguang also followed him silently. The two of them walked silently in the long and lonely rain alley. On the dilapidated fences on both sides, lavender flowers bloomed.
The lilac flowers complemented Lin Daiyu's rain-stained lilac dress. Liu Ziguang looked at the thin silhouette holding an oil-paper umbrella from behind, and couldn't help but drool a few more drops.
Finally out of the alley, the road into the city was in front of them. Liu Ziguang helped Lin Daiyu call a tricycle and asked her to go home quickly. By this time, the rain was getting heavier. After Lin Daiyu got in the car, she forced the umbrella to Liu Ziguang, and then
He whispered: "Tomorrow night at midnight, I'll wait for you at home." After saying that, the car left.
Watching the tricycle disappear in the rain and fog, Liu Ziguang was also confused in his heart. What is this? Before I even started, the little girl actually spoke first. She is trying to pick me up. I will be home at midnight tomorrow night.
Wait for me, I don’t know where your door is facing. I looked down and saw a sachet on the handle of the oil-paper umbrella. There seemed to be a small note in the sachet. I pulled it out and saw a beautiful line written on it.
Small print: Wuyixiang Lin Yushi Mansion, there is a ladder at the back wall of the locust tree.
Damn it, should I go or not?
It rained heavily that night, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. Every household had turned on the lights early and went to bed. The shanty town outside the south gate was completely dark. Cao Zhan was sitting in the wing, hurriedly holding a washbasin, earthen pot, and urinal.
Then the rainwater leaked from the roof. The simple house could not withstand the heavy rain. It rained heavily outside. The light rain inside the house could not be caught. Fortunately, there was a safe place to put his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Today, the sisters secretly supported him without telling their parents.
He bought a lot of stationery and candles to support him in writing "The Story of the Stone". There is a huge gap between today's miserable life and the past life of fine clothing and fine food, which inspired huge creative inspiration in the young Cao Zhan's heart. Life is
Like this, prosperity and wealth are like fleeting smoke, and all in vain in the end. He wants to describe the rise and fall of his family through his own pen, and at the same time, he also wants to reflect this cruel and realistic society.
The rain outside the window was pounding rapidly, and it seemed to be calling someone. The candlelight on the small table was flickered by the wind. Cao Zhan picked up the scissors to cut off the burnt wick, and suddenly heard a large group of people outside the yard.
There were sounds of running, and then there were the sounds of dogs barking, men and women shouting, and children crying.
No, those gangsters made trouble again. Cao Zhan was so frightened that he hid the manuscript and stationery under the bed and ran to his grandfather's room. Cao Yin was already seriously ill and was coughing all day long waiting to die. The rest of the family also
After hearing the noise outside, they gathered in the old man's room and nervously waited for the knock on the door.
But no one came to knock on their door. Cao Zhan couldn't help but put on his raincoat and went out to watch. He lay down at the door and saw that it was a brigade of officers and soldiers dispatched. Under the pine oil torch, there were stern faces. The clothes were from the South Factory.
Fans, the gangsters living nearby were strung up in a long line with iron chains. They didn't even wear clothes, so they were walking naked in the rain. This rainy night arrest in Nanchang will be entrenched in the south gate.
All the criminals in the outer shanty towns were wiped out without even a single one slipping through the net.
Of course Cao Zhan would not know that all of this came from the order of the guest in a bamboo hat who visited his home today.