The Story of a Deserted Village Chapter 682: Buying a steamed bun costs one hundred yuan ( ) The black bandit walked forward. At this time, Lu Town was deserted. The cold wind whistled by, blowing on people from time to time.
, I don’t know why, it makes people a little unbearable. There are almost no people on the empty street, let alone women. Even if there are people, they are people who are not very clear-minded and not very witty.
However, if you don't find a woman for yourself, the long night will be very difficult, and monsters will appear from time to time. Once there is no one to accompany you, if it continues like this, it can be said to be extremely scary. There is no way, for the sake of your heirs, you really have to
Stay here in Luzhen, otherwise, you will be laughed at by the thin man again after you go back.
At the end of the alley, for some reason, a young girl stood with a faint smile on her face. She was extremely beautiful and graceful. With just one look, the gangster fell deeply in love with her. However,
For some reason, as soon as the girl saw the gangster, she ran away immediately. From time to time, she was nowhere to be found. I searched all over the streets and alleys to find out the girl's whereabouts, but it was probably very difficult.
I had no choice but to stop bothering others and keep walking forward. I didn’t know where I was going, but at a bridge, many people gathered together and beat each other. From time to time, some people died and fell from the bridge.
, along with the raging water, from time to time, it disappeared silently.
I don’t know what happened to these people, who were living a good life, but why did they go to such great lengths to fight, and once the blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were scattered all over the field? The black bandits then came forward, and among these people, some of them were naked.
Women dare to fall in love with these men and fight each other for these women, so much so?
When those women saw the black bandits coming, they put on their clothes and looked very shy. But they were not like this before. Could it be that even if they became such a person, they would not be good to the black bandits. Not only did their bodies
Not letting him get it, not even allowed to look at it?
Some women were very sad because they accidentally let the gangsters see them, and they lingered on the bridge for a long time, not knowing what to do. The gangsters felt uncomfortable when they saw that they had accidentally looked at others, but they were
There was no way, who told her to wear no clothes? Didn't she quickly close her eyes after taking a look at it, not daring to look at it?
But, it was too late, the man cursed the black bandit, jumped off the bridge, and fell into the river, rising and falling with the waves. Soon, nothing could be seen.
The black bandit was very sad for his behavior. The reason why he came here was just for his children. Why did he treat each other like this, fearing that he would see their beautiful faces? In this case, why did they gather with each other?
How about being in one place without wearing anything?
Since people don't want to see him, the gangster can't stay here anymore for a while. Isn't it annoying? So he left and walked along the deserted street. From time to time, he didn't know he was here.
Where is it?
At this time, I was sitting on the side, drinking a glass of light wine and looking at the clouds in the sky. For some reason, the clouds in the sky looked very beautiful, some were red, and some, for some reason, turned out to be purple.
. Under these clouds, the black bandit drank a glass of light wine comfortably. The melancholy of the past and the desolation of today, with the company of this purple cloud, were enough to dispel the depression in his heart.
But at this moment, I saw a man standing not far away with a gun. It seemed that there was some urgent matter to be dealt with. Otherwise, why would he come with a gun and live ammunition? At this time, a young man appeared with a kitchen knife, as if he was going to kill someone.
, this made the gunman ignore the situation, and fired a shot, knocking the young man who was about to kill someone to the ground. Blood flowed like a river, almost staining the entire street red.
After killing someone, I heard someone shouting "Grind the kitchen knife..." The voice was a bit sad, especially at this time. The gunman who killed the person felt quite remorseful for his mistake.
, but the boy who was about to sharpen the knife already died.
The murderous gunman left at this point, the security mission was completed, and he immediately evacuated, disappearing like a gust of wind. At this time, people poured out of the street, carrying kitchen knives, and rushed to the knife sharpening place. After so long
A kitchen knife sharpener only appears once in a long time. You must not miss the opportunity at this time. You must sharpen your knife no matter what.
The body of the young man who was about to sharpen the knife was also taken away. The once deserted street gradually became deserted as people dispersed, and it was no longer as bustling as before.
The black bandit was walking alone on this cold street. He had nothing to do for a while. It was not a problem to just stay here. He might as well go back and stay in his tent to wait for the charming widow. It would be better than sitting in this empty street.
It's more interesting.
At this time, I feel a little hungry, and it seems that if I don't eat something, it won't work, I will get sick. If this continues, it will be bad for people's health. Then I will face the charming widow alone, and I may have some discomfort.
What's appropriate is that there are thousands of people who want to kill themselves, and if their health is not good, I'm afraid it's not good.
The black bandit was going to buy two steamed buns to eat. Otherwise, he was afraid that it wouldn't work. What if someone wanted to hit him and he didn't have any strength? There happened to be a small stall in front of him.
He was holding some steamed buns, steamed buns and the like. The black bandit was drooling at the sight and wanted to buy some to eat.
"Boss, how much does a steamed bun cost?" the gangster asked.
"You can't afford it." The boss said to the black bandit earnestly, looking at the black bandit, for some reason, he seemed to have some pity.
"How much does one cost?" the gangster asked unwillingly.
"One hundred dollars." The boss said. After saying this, for some reason, he spat again, and some of his spit even got on the steamed buns.
Because the black bandit was hungry, he didn't care so much. Some saliva or something should not be a big deal. It's better than nothing to eat, right? So he was ready to buy this steamed bun.
"This is too expensive, can it be less?" The black bandit was bargaining, "It's not like I've never bought steamed buns before. Is it okay to pay the same price as before, one yuan each?"
"No!" the boss yelled, "I won't sell them for a hundred yuan each!"
The black bandit was sitting aside and counted the money in the broken wallet three times. It was no more and no less. It was exactly ninety-nine and nine yuan. He wanted to buy a steamed bun, but there was still a dime left. It was a let.
You are right, you can't afford it yourself.
"Boss, can you take it a little less? Isn't it too expensive?" the black bandit asked. He was very hungry at this time. If he didn't eat something, he would go into shock.
"No." The boss replied.
"Isn't it okay for ninety-nine and nine?" the black bandit asked. At this time, his whole body began to tremble for some unknown reason. He didn't know what kind of evil he had been possessed by, but he could hardly stand even.
"Don't say it's a dime less, even half a penny less, that's not enough." The boss said this and saw that it was getting late, so he was ready to close the shop.
"Boss, what do you think? I'll mortgage this Swiss watch to you for a dime less." The gangster took off the watch on his wrist and brought it to the boss.
The boss stopped for a moment, took the watch from the gangster, and kept playing with it, as if he couldn't put it down. But after looking at it for a while, he shook his head, "The goods are good, but I don't need time."
It makes no sense to me, you can leave, my shop is going to close."
The boss closed the door of the shop, and for a while, the street in Luzhen gradually became deserted. At this time, a dog appeared out of nowhere and happened to be in front of the boss' shop. The boss looked at the dog and found that his buns were a little sour.
Then he threw it to the dog, clapped his hands, spat, said "oh" and then walked away.
The black bandit wanted to scare the dog away. Otherwise, it would be such a pity and waste for the dog to eat such a big bun. But it didn't work. The dog saw the black bandit holding a stone in his hand, and from time to time,
He had already escaped without a trace, leaving the gangster alone in the empty street, alone and at a loss as to what to do.
At this time, because I was really hungry, my eyes were dazzling. It was not a big deal if I stayed like this, it might really kill someone. But looking around, there was no shop door open on Luzhen Street.
They closed the doors one after another, as if they were afraid of the gangsters, but the gangsters would not rob them. Is that so?
I had no choice but to keep walking on Luzhen Street. Suddenly, I didn't know where I came. Because I was dazzled, I couldn't see clearly. Otherwise, I would never have come here. In this place, almost
There was nothing, there were a lot of coffins for dead people and so on. The reason for this was that Ganqing was just like me, unable to buy food?
At this time, it started to rain non-stop, and I had nowhere to hide. I had no choice but to let the rain rain on me. I originally wanted to hide under the eaves of a house for a while, but for some reason, I just went to the eaves of that house.
They stopped, and the house of that family collapsed. There was a loud bang, dust and sand flew up, which made people choke and bleed from the nose. The ghosts cried and screamed. A brick hit the black bandit, and blood flowed all over the floor.
I couldn't stand under the eaves of other people's houses, so I had to stand under a big tree. But at this time, strong winds continued to blow in the sky. Wherever the wind passed, lightning pierced the sky. From time to time, this was the sound of thunder.
Boom, for this reason, you don’t dare to stand under a big tree, otherwise, you may really get struck by lightning.
I can only stand in a deserted place, facing the heavy rain that keeps falling, and I am powerless for a moment. Coupled with hunger, it can be said to be very embarrassing at this time. If this continues, it won't be long before this really happens.