Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, Zhao Qingwan is not an ordinary person.
anyway.
At that time, I had an idea and came up with this trick. Maybe Ms. Zhao is not in the puppet theater, but the puppet theater is her base. The big fat Jin Leihuang is a local snake in Yinchuan. What will happen when she arrives in Kyoto?
"Boy, are you telling the truth? What does the woman named Zhao Qingwan look like?" Jin Leihuang asked me while leaning on the sofa.
I have never met her, so how do I know what she looks like?
If I didn't tell him, I might be beaten to death by this gang, so I made up a lie to deceive him. I said that Zhao Qingwan was in his forties, had short hair, a mole on his nose, and worked as a manager in the box office of a puppet theater.
There was some disbelief on Jin Leihuang's expression. He said suspiciously: "Conductor? You think I don't know how much agate costs. Can a conductor from a broken theater have money to buy my stone? You kid is trying to trick me!"
I forced myself to calm down and said I didn't lie to you. Zhao Qingwan bought it for the owner of the puppet theater. They promised to transfer the money two days later, and the items were indeed there.
"The theater owner..." The fat man touched his chin and said that this was still possible.
"Brother..." A younger brother listened to my words and whispered something into Jin Leihuang's ear.
Jin Leihuang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but nod his head and said, this is good, this is good, wait for the money to be sent over in two days, we will kill two birds with one stone, get the money and the stone, haha, you are such a fucking genius.
He shook the little brother's head vigorously, and the little brother chuckled and said that everything is well cultivated by you, the boss.
It's also my fault that I didn't make it up well. I subconsciously thought that the other party would send money in two days. In this way, Big Fatty and the others would be waiting here and would not come to ask for stones for the time being. My plan to divert the disaster to the east had gone awry.
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Jin Leihuang locked the three of us in the warehouse and had people watching him 24 hours a day. Dou Sprout was injured and bled a lot. They didn't dare to let Dou Sprout die here, so they found him the next day.
I visited a doctor at a clinic in an urban village.
This doctor's surname is Huang. He is in his fifties and carries a medicine box. He was the one who gave the long-haired boy stitches last night.
When Dr. Huang came in, he was a little scared when he saw the battle. He looked at Dou Sprout and whispered that the trauma was serious. I didn't bring enough medicine and needed to go back to the clinic to get it.
I could tell that he was scared and wanted to run away. How could the other party see that this was an excuse? The long-haired man came over with a smile and said, "Dr. Huang, your small clinic is a little bigger. Just tell me what medicine you need. I
Just let the boys go and get it, so you don't have to worry about running back and forth."
Dr. Huang's face changed and he forced a smile: "That's okay. I don't have enough iodine and cotton swabs. I'll just get some hemostatic bandages and anti-inflammatory drugs. Amoxicillin capsules will do."
He also looked at my swollen right eye and the blood on my neck, and asked me in a low voice what was wrong with me.
The blood on my neck has dried, and my right eye is swollen.
I shook my head and said I was fine. I would treat my brother first.
