Some people say that Wancheng is a city that never sleeps.
In the city under the bright neon lights, sin and desire are endlessly stimulated.
When Yanzi drove me back to the hotel, she asked me with some confusion:
"Why don't you play today?"
I lit a cigarette, looked at the night scene outside the car window, and said lightly:
"Boss Chen will come to me through you. Don't agree to him immediately. Tell him that I have been playing cards with the people in your factory these days. I don't play much, and I am also a third party..."
Yanzi agreed, and I asked again:
"By the way, Sister Yan, have you ever heard of a woman named Bao Shuxin in Guancheng?"
Yan Zi shook his head.
"No, what for?"
"It's probably a side business, I don't know the specific line..."
Yanzi smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile.
Pointing to the window, she said:
"Did you know? There is a KTV every ten meters in Guancheng, and there must be a club within a hundred meters. There are so many foot bath shops, which makes you think that people in Guancheng are soaking their feet every day. Those who do these are all partial.
.And what supports these, in addition to customers from all over the world, are the young girls from all over the country who come to gold mining. They go in red and come in green. The liquidity is so great that you can’t imagine it. Besides,
Well, how can anyone in this business use a real name? Today her name is Bao Shuxin, tomorrow she may be called Bao Shuxin, and the day after tomorrow she may be called Bao Youshuang..."
Yanzi said, laughing first.
"So, as long as I know the name, you don't expect to find her here!"
"Are you also under a pseudonym?"
I asked casually.
"Of course, how can I get married after using my real name? I plan to work in the small business now for a few more years. After making some money, I will go back to my hometown and find an honest man to marry..."
Having said this, Yanzi suddenly turned his head to look at me and said with a smile:
"I think you are quite honest. If you don't think Sister Yan is older than you, how about we two work together to make a living?"
Hold!
I cursed secretly in my mind.
While we were talking, we had already arrived at the hotel.
When I got off the car, I saw Mr. Hong and others standing under the steps of the hotel.
The mute was standing next to the flower bed, and at his feet lay a motionless man with his face covered in blood.
For a moment, I couldn't see life or death.
Beside him stood a scantily clad woman.
But the woman's hands were covering her ears, and there seemed to be a lot of blood on her palms.
"What's going on?"
As soon as I arrived, I asked anxiously.
The mute pointed at the man on the ground, and he stuttered:
"q, q, rob, rob. I, I..."
Before he could say anything else, Mr. Hong interrupted him.
"You stop, I'll tell you..."
Mr. Hong then told what happened in detail.
It turned out that the mute went downstairs to buy cigarettes at night. As soon as he came out, he encountered a motorcycle robbed the girl next to him. They were very ruthless. In order to snatch the girl's earrings, they even pulled out a big gap in the girl's earlobe.
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When he came here before, Mute was robbed by these motorcycle gangs. He hated these people deeply. So when the motorcycle passed by Mute, Mute grabbed the person sitting behind him and dragged him off.
The motorcycle rider originally wanted to stop and help, but the mute immediately pulled out the sickle he had just made recently. When he saw the sickle, the rider was scared away. The mute poured out all his anger on this kid.
Mr. Hong's words were vivid and vivid, and I could imagine the mute being rude and reckless.
What’s strange to me is that after beating someone, the anger is released, and the knot ends when the person is released. This is not a big deal, so why is Mr. Hong so anxious?
When I asked my doubts, Mr. Hong pointed at the mute and said:
"He wouldn't let him go, but wanted his bag to be returned to him..."
I listened and asked the mute:
"Mute, is this the person who robbed your bag?"
The mute shook his head.
"No, no, not him!"
"Then what bag do you want from him?"
The mute didn't even think about it, and immediately said:
"He, they are all in the business of buying and selling. I must recognize him. I have to ask him to find it for me..."
The mute said, and turned to ask the girl next to him:
"You, you said I was right, right, right?"
The girl covered her injured earlobe, nodded seriously and said:
"No, nothing's wrong!"
When he heard that the girl was also stumbling, the mute tilted his head and asked her:
"You, are you trying to imitate what I say?"
The girl didn't care about the injury on her ears. She chuckled, shook her head and said:
"No, I was in a hurry and you led me astray!"
Only then did I take a closer look at the girl. She was young, in her early twenties.
She looks good, but her face is covered with heavy makeup that does not match her age.
Yanzi was answering the phone just now. When she walked up to us and saw the person at the mute's feet, she was immediately frightened.
"What's going on? Let him go quickly!"
As he said that, Yanzi immediately stepped forward and helped the person on the ground up.
This man was still pretending to be dead just now.
As soon as Yanzi helped him, he wiped the blood on his face and asked Yanzi:
"Sister Yan, is this your friend?"
Yanzi looked embarrassed, and she didn't dare to admit it.
Seeing that the swallow was silent, the man pointed at the mute and said bitterly:
"Guandong Zai, just wait for me!"
If he had said this to others, it might have some effect.
But unfortunately, he said this to a mute.
The mute is firstly not afraid of threats, and secondly he doesn't hold grudges.
Because he had a grudge, he avenged it on the spot.
As soon as the man finished speaking, the mute eyes widened and he cursed:
"Waiting for you mb!"
After saying that, he immediately took out the sickle.