Upon hearing this trivial matter, Chu Heng, who thought that Zheng Jun had done something serious, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then pleaded helplessly: "Uncle Jiang, I still have use for this person, can you please give me some face?"
, being noble and letting him go?"
Hearing this, Jiang Zhuolin glanced at him with a smile but not a smile: "Okay, since you have spoken, I will definitely give you this face, so that's it, I'll leave first, don't give it away."
After saying that, he who had been so aggressive just now simply put away the handcuffs, wiped his body on the jeep, quickly started the ignition, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Chu Heng, who thought he was going to pull some strings, looked at the dust and smoke in the courtyard in astonishment, and quickly realized that he was talking about Zheng Jun and asking for favors from him!
"Damn it! These old guys are worse than the last!"
He cursed and turned around, his face stinking worse than the stones in the latrine: "What a bad luck! You're going out with a favor in vain!"
"Master Chu!"
Zheng Jun, who felt that he had saved his life, came over with a sense of relief and looked at him with an anxious look on his face: "I'm causing trouble for you."
"It's none of your business, just stay here!"
Chu Heng waved his hands irritably, without even looking at this guy.
He knew very well that the reason why Jiang Zhuolin acted like this was because he wanted to owe him a favor, and Zheng Jun was just an excuse.
This is obvious!
Jiang Zhuolin didn't even hesitate just now and agreed to his request in a snap. It was obvious that he didn't want to arrest Zheng Jun at all.
But he made another move to capture Zheng Jun. Even a fool could see that he was coming for Chu Heng.
As for whether he had a sudden idea or had a plan, it didn't matter. Chu Heng didn't bother to think about it.
I owe everything anyway, so what’s the use of thinking about it?
When he was in a bad mood, he naturally wanted to find a place to vent. Chu Heng raised his eyes and looked at the nine lazy grandchildren.
"You guys, please stand against the wall facing me!"
This ready-made punching bag will be useless if you don't use it.
How could the nine of them dare to resist him? They hurriedly ran to the wall and stood close to the wall.
Chu Heng picked up a stick from the ground and stared at the trembling guys standing there for a few times, but couldn't get enough energy, so he thought about throwing the stick to Zheng Jun.
He ordered: "Put a brick on top of one's head, and when it falls, hit it with a stick one at a time!"
"well!"
Zheng Jun, who finally got the job, happily took the stick and ran to the collapsed warehouse next to him to look for bricks. His attitude was so meticulous.
Pick a big one and grab it easily!
I'm afraid that the boss will be dissatisfied.
He now admires and awes Chu Heng.
Originally, Zheng Jun only knew that his boss Cen Hao's eldest brother was a big shot, but he didn't know exactly how big he was.
At this moment, he saw that even the Living King of Hell in the big city had to sell his face. This was simply too big for him!
Moreover, Zheng Jun, who originally thought about coming back when the limelight was over, now gave up and was ready to work under Chu Heng wholeheartedly.
It is true to say that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, but you also have to look at what is a chicken and what is not a phoenix?
With such a big golden phoenix on display like Da Da Heng, he is so heartless that he is willing to go back to the big city and become a hooligan!
…
After a while, Zheng Jun came back carrying almost heavy bricks with a squeaking sound. A period of wandering around had already given him an exquisite heart with seven orifices.
After he put down the bricks, he carried a piece behind a person and put it on the person's head while whispering: "Brothers, I am also following orders. You guys, don't blame me. Besides, Master Chu is here."
Brick doesn't dare to lie when he's angry, but when I get a stick later, I'll try to be gentler, and then you guys can cooperate and don't expose the truth."
"Brother, that's interesting. I didn't say anything. When you get back to Sijiu City, I'll treat you to a drink, brother!" the man said with a grateful look.
"It's all easy to say. Brother, please stand firm. I'm letting go."
Zheng Jun warned carefully, carefully let go of the brick, then picked up another piece with his butt raised and walked towards the next person.
Chu Heng really didn't want to look at these goods, so he stood aside and looked at them for a while, then called Cen Hao to go to the nearby warehouses, ready to go shopping and digest food. He had eaten a little too much in anger at the restaurant just now.
…
The two of them first went to the nearest warehouse to take a look.
They didn't go through the main entrance, and went straight in through a hole in the east wall. It was completely empty. Many of the tiles on the roof were broken. The sunlight came in through the holes and gaps and turned into a bunch of rays.
The beam of light also casts patches of mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Cen Hao casually picked up a broken brick from the ground and threw it, hitting a mouse that was walking along the corner of the wall accurately.
Looking at the mouse that died on the spot without even uttering a scream, he smiled with satisfaction, turned around and saw Chu Heng frowning, and asked: "Master Chu, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about how to deal with Wan Xiaotian's grandson."
Chu Heng also bent down to pick up a brick, weighed it in his hands, and sighed with a disappointed look on his face: "You said this kid is usually quite smart, why is he so unsatisfactory?"
"oh."
Cen Hao nodded when he heard this, but he was too sensible to say anything further.
He is not good at thinking about other people's thoughts. There have been several incidents in the past where he gave Chu Heng advice, but was scolded in the end.
So he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.
Chu Heng waited for a while and saw that this guy had no intention of speaking, so he shook his head helplessly.
I am a fool myself, yet I still expect this second-rate guy to give me advice!
He took a deep breath and aimed at a mouse and threw the brick in his hand, but unfortunately he missed. After Chu Heng watched the frightened mouse run away, he changed the topic and talked about something else.
The two of them walked and talked like this. After walking around for a long time, they finally returned to the starting point.
Looking at the few people who were still standing by the wall, he raised his hand to check the time and saw that it was already past four o'clock, so he thought about it and asked them: "What time do other people usually come back?"
When one of them heard this, he quickly said: "It will be more than five o'clock in the morning and no later than six o'clock at the latest."
Chu Heng nodded and asked, "What about eating? Eat outside or come back to cook?"
"Come back and do it."
The man raised his finger and pointed to a small shed made of broken bricks and tiles next to the warehouse, and said: "That was the kitchen built by Brother Tian. It has everything in it. It was rented from the kitchen of a nearby factory."
"winter!"
But when he moved, the brick on his head also fell down and fell heavily to the ground.
Zheng Jun, who was standing aside with the stick in his arms, without saying a word, swiped the stick at him quickly and quickly, but when it fell, he held back his strength, and the blow on his body was neither painful nor itchy.
But the guy yelled in unison with his grinning teeth, "Hey, you!"
Chu Heng didn't notice the trick, or he didn't care about it. He took Cen Hao to the kitchen with a glance.
The simple hut, which is more than ten square meters, has two large stoves. There is a stack of large baskets sitting on top of the pot on the east side. There are a pile of cabbage and potatoes in the corner, and there is a large rice vat next to it, which contains a lot of stick noodles and a small amount of white noodles.
There is also a shabby cupboard at the door, which contains seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and some pots and pans.
