() Please use visit. Xiao Ma looked curious. He followed the young man and walked into this slow-shaking wine shop. The space inside is not big. As soon as you enter the door, there is a hall with a dance floor and a card table. There are no private rooms and only a few sofas. But the atmosphere is good and the decoration is also very fashionable. It seems that it has just opened a few days ago.
"Brother, please sit down at a table with an odd number under ten digits. This is the internal counter of the wine. I will go over and talk to a friend about something. I will come back later and introduce two girls to you. Haha." The young man left. Entering the dance floor, I said something to Brother Ma.
"Okay, you can play with your dick... I'll sit there for a while and use my neck to find the rhythm..." Brother Ma said casually and picked a channel No. 7 and sat down.
"Someone will ask you later..."
"Photon..." Just as the young man was about to speak to Brother Ma again, at the other end of the dance floor, several young men wearing half-sleeves and picking calipers shouted at the young man.
"Coming. Coming..." Photon agreed hastily. Then he patted Brother Ma on the shoulder and trotted over while carrying a black plastic belt.
"Are they available?" Guangzi had just passed by. The leading young man came over and bared his teeth.
"Don't jerk around here... I don't know where I should be." A middle-aged man who was drinking with his friends frowned, raised his head and yelled.
"I know. Brother Dong... I know..." Guangzi nodded and said. He dragged the young man and rushed to the card table on the other side. He waved his hand and pointed to the toilet behind the fire escape.
Hula la, six or seven people followed Guangzi and walked into the toilet.
"Queue. The vegetable market is noisy... JB has some quality. DC, give me a row..." Photon squatted at the head of the fire escape, close to the window, opened the window a crack, then squatted on the ground and opened it. Plastic bag. Take out a very small scale in grams. Place it on the ground. Then take out a small shovel and a bag of methamphetamine.
"How much do you want."
"two.."
"One thousand and two. Bring me the money..."
The young man nodded and handed the money he checked to Guangzi. Guangzi used a shovel to put it in the bag and started to weigh it. Within a few minutes, at least seven or eight people bought drugs from Guangzi. And Guangzi's wallet .The drums started to roar.
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At the other end, Brother Ma was already crazy. If he followed the beat of the music, it would be easy to run to Tieling with his left hand. He gently touched his waist with his left hand, raised his right hand high, lowered his head in contemplation, and sat on the stool. It creaked. It started shaking violently. The people next to me were all dumbfounded...
"Holy shit... look at that kid... he's so damn impressive... a "Star Language Wish" can be shaken like this..."
"...Thanks to the fucking star language wish. If this was the entire platform, it would be easy to throw your head to the other side of the Pacific..."
Yes. Brother Ma is excited. Facing the vast white snow, tigers, leopards, jackals, and ancient trees in the forest for decades. How can he control the emotions in his heart since he has never seen the sun today...
"Brother...hey...brother...the big snot is dumped on me...don't get excited yet. You control...whether you dump it or not. Qu'er is right there...fear me..." A young man patted the little boy. Marco said something over his shoulder.
"...Ah...ah...what are you doing?" Brother Ma suddenly stopped his head and asked a little confused.
"What can I do with you? There is a bureau. I'll come over and get something..." The young man lit a cigarette and took money out of his pocket. He said with an erratic look.
"...You have an orange. Show me what you want. Take whatever you are willing to take. Take it yourself..." Brother Ma said unhappily. His head was already upside down. As soon as the accompaniment sounded, everyone must be killed instantly.
"I'm not showing off to you. If you're fine, you can come over too... there are a few girls." The young man said with a smile.
"Stop talking about plums... Just give me three kilograms of raisins. I can't even tease you today." Xiao Ma said irritably.
"...Brother, you've grown up."
"Well, I gained nearly a pound last night...
"One pound... I cao... buddy... you, the Eighteenth Arhat, are indestructible..." the young man said with his eyes wide open in fear.
"cao. You look ignorant. My friend lost at least a pound and a half last night..." Xiao Ma rolled his eyes and said in a very contemptuous tone.
"Fuck you... Buddha has descended to earth... I didn't buy it from JB... There are too many seniors. The road is too bumpy..." The young man cursed and walked away with his hands behind his back.
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Hh City. At the entrance of Dongfeng Prison. Zheng Kun stood with his back to the big iron gate. He stood there for half a minute. He slowly opened his arms and panted wildly, breathing in the air.
"ah...."
A painful roar spread throughout the vicinity of the prison. Zheng Kun's eyes were red. He clenched his fists and stared straight ahead. His whole body was trembling.
People who have never been in prison cannot understand what 13 years means...
It means the four stages of life: boyhood, youth, middle age and old age. Among them, the youth stage has completely disappeared from Zheng Kun's life...
It means that when I entered this prison, it was surrounded by barren hills. But now it is full of "old" buildings...
It means that if Zheng Kun goes to attend If You Are the One and tells his age and status, he will be ruthlessly turned off by all the women...
Zheng Kun relaxed his mood. He lit a cigarette with trembling palms. While walking slowly along the road, he opened the envelope given to him by the labor number.
There are five thousand yuan in it, a mobile phone, a piece of paper, and nothing else. Five thousand yuan may not be considered a lot outside, but in prison, these five thousand yuan can sometimes be of no less use. Regarding the two atomic bombs dropped by the United States on Japan, I have seen them with hundreds of thousands of dollars in prison. Not to mention hundreds of thousands in cash, there are tens of thousands in their pockets. Those were in the prison room. They were all fairy-like figures. So be careful. When he got the money, Zheng Kun was stunned for a moment and sighed. He felt a little grateful in his heart because he felt that the money was more pure and its purpose might not be that strong.
"Wow..."
Putting the money in his pocket, Zheng Kun took out his phone and pressed a number on it. He slowly dialed the number. Less than a minute later, the phone was picked up.
"Who is it?" A middle-aged voice sounded on the phone and asked in a calm tone.
"I'm out..." Zheng Kun was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Wait for me. I'll pick you up..." The voice on the phone, obviously stunned for a long time, asked slowly.