The middle-aged man collecting rags held his head and screamed.
Apparently they knew it was the owner who found it.
Nowadays, if you catch a thief and beat him to death, no one will care at all, especially in a remote place like Wudaogou, there is no need to be afraid of trouble.
"Come on, be brave, don't beat him to death." Zhou Zheng walked over slowly, wearing a mink and looking like a boss, and he grabbed Zhang Tiezhu.
Zhang Tiezhu had been beaten by Zhou Zheng before, and he knew best how sinister Zhang Tiezhu was.
Zhang Tiezhu let out a breath. On the one hand, he was angry at the car, and on the other hand, he was also angry with the female ghost on the rag collector.
Otherwise, the rag collector was unlucky and stole an angry Zhang Tiezhu.
Zhang Tiezhu stopped and looked at the scrapyard owner fiercely.
The owner of the scrap yard was stunned. He waved his hands quickly: "This has nothing to do with me. I am just a junk collector."
"Did you just say that my car is broken?"
"...I am a rag collector."
"You mean my car is junk?" Zhang Tiezhu's heart was still filled with anger.
"Brother Zhou, please advise this brother of yours, I am just a rag collector!" The owner of the scrap station knew Zhou Zheng and spoke to him hurriedly.
Zhou Zheng is a local gangster. Even if he doesn't know them, he has seen them all.
"Be brave, come on, give your brother some face, forget it." Zhou Zheng patted Zhang Tiezhu on the shoulder.
"Damn, luckily I didn't lose my car."
Zhang Tiezhu gritted his teeth and kicked the broken piece again angrily.
That's why he came just in time.
If he had arrived late, his car would have been smashed into pieces.
He picked up the rags and got up, covering his waist, his face covered with blood.
Zhang Tiezhu’s tactics were too cunning!
The rag collector hurriedly pushed the scrap cart and ran away.
Obviously this isn't the first time he's done this.
Zhang Tiezhu looked at his car and let out a long sigh of relief.
Without it, Zhang Tiezhu's already poor life would be even worse.
Zhou Zheng shook his head, walked to the owner of the scrap station, and coughed dryly: "Brother Ning, you want to take away my brother's bicycle, do you have to explain this?"
Scrap station owner: "..."
He knew what Zhou Zheng meant and wanted to get some money out of him.
This kind of thing is very common. It's all done by people on the street. If someone offends someone, the person who suffers the loss will find an excuse and lose some money.
Of course, it also depends on the strength of the party that is desperate for money and whether it can find a ruthless character.
Although Zhou Zheng's strength is... average.
But Zhang Tiezhu is now full of murderous intent. The boss of the scrapyard has seen how sinister this guy has just done.
The owner of the scrap yard also wanted to put an end to the problem, so he paid 200 yuan for it.
"I am also responsible for this matter. I will use this little money to drink and treat you as a treat." The owner of the scrap yard also spoke very openly, and he had also been on the street.
"It's easy, buddy." Zhou Zheng happily took the money, then pulled Zhang Tiezhu away.
They all hang out in the town, how can the scrapyard owner not know that it is a stolen car?
This kind of thing happens all the time, so it's best to spend some money to avoid the trouble.
Zhang Tiezhu pushed the cart and walked away with the cheerful Zhou Zheng.
Then the two began to divide the spoils.
"One hundred per person, there's nothing wrong with that, right?" Zhou Zhengle said.
"Nothing wrong, let's go...please treat me to breakfast by the way." Zhang Tiezhu said.
"Uh...you." Zhou Zheng pointed at Zhang Tiezhu.
Although Zhang Tiezhu is not a gangster, he also knows the rules of the road.
In fact, with Zhang Tiezhu's courage and skill, if he wants to mix...
Zhou Zheng has to carry his shoes!
The gangsters in small places are different from those in big places.
Those who work in a big place need to have brains, be able to manage their subordinates, and have courage and prestige.
But small places only require courage and skill.
Zhang Tiezhu is completely satisfied, but he just doesn't want to be a gangster.
The two of them went to the bun shop and ordered eight buns and two bowls of tofu curd.
Zhang Tiezhu was already late for work, but he didn't care, he just went after eating.
When Zhou Zheng entered the bun shop, the first thing he did was to take off his clothes and reveal the dragon on his arm!
In the small bun shop, no one dared to sit next to him and Zhang Tiezhu.
Zhang Tiezhu devoured his food, taking a bite of steamed buns and a sip of tofu curd.
Five of the buns are his!
"Are you brave? Are you so hungry?" Zhou Zheng curled his lips and said.
"As for..." Zhang Tiezhu had something in his mouth and his words were slurred.
"By the way, my brothers all heard what Heizi said about you yesterday." Zhou Zheng lowered his body and whispered: "You really can't be reincarnated?"
It's better not to mention it.
At the mention of this matter, Zhang Tiezhu suddenly lost his appetite.
He put down the bun in his hand and sighed: "Yes."
"Then what should you do?" Zhou Zheng asked: "Whether you want to reincarnate or not is another matter, but I know that not many of those who take action end up well in the end!"
"Who did you listen to?"
"My third aunt's mother-in-law, who was her niece's mother-in-law, was the one who offered her services. I heard that she was old and miserable before she died." Zhou Zheng said in a low voice.
Zhang Tiezhu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He did not refute, because Zhao Gang was living a miserable life now.
Zhang Tiezhu estimates... Zhao Gang may be even worse in his later years!
"Bold, what are you going to do next?" Zhou Zheng asked.
Liu Dacheng talked a lot yesterday, including everything about Lao Wangtou and Fifth Po.
Lin Liang, Zhou Zheng, and Li Feng enjoyed listening to it yesterday!
Zhang Tiezhu shook his head, it would be better if he knew what to do.
"Be brave, why don't you go to the temple and have a look?" Zhou Zheng said.
"In the temple?" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned.
"Yes, go to the temple and pray to the Buddha. I heard before that many people don't want to worship, so they send the immortals to temples or Taoist temples." Zhou Zheng nodded.
"yes!"
Zhang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, with a look of sudden realization in his eyes.
Folks in the Northeast often say... send the immortal family away.
Some refer to using ingots and tributes to serve them well and send the immortal family back to the mountain.
Some refer to being sent to temples.
Zhang Tiezhu had heard of these before, but he just didn't remember them for a while.
There is a temple 20 miles west of Wudaogou.
"Zhengzi, you are so smart!"
Zhang Tiezhu was happy and reached out to pat Zhou Zheng on the forehead.
"oily!"
"..."
After eating the steamed buns, Zhang Tiezhu rode away.
Anyway, I didn’t go to work today, so I might as well not go.
He sent the bike home.
Then he took off the red paper on the mirror dedicated to Huang Tianxiang.
After leaving the house, I ran to the center of the town to wait for the bus.
He is going to the temple!
I want to see... if there is any way to save him. He wants to be reincarnated after death.
If possible, leave that for Huang Tianxiang as well.
Maybe you can get rid of the entanglement of Huangpizi.
The minibus passing by the temple was driving slowly...
"I hope it can end..." Zhang Tiezhu muttered quietly, looking at the scenery outside the window with melancholy.