The purpose of having sex in a secret room is to kill a middle-aged man who can't write.
Only Lao Xian can do this. His thinking is as special as Einstein's. The difference is that Einstein dedicated his life to science, while he used his life to shit. The same goes for Han Dayan who clicked his back. Smell with life.
They are all strange people, and their encounter is destined to be a story
"You have quite a strong resistance." I walked around that thing and pinched my nose while still far away.
"I don't know if it's strong or not, but the rhinitis I've had for more than ten years is gone." Han Dayan said with his eyelids raised.
"I'm very curious. You said he had it yesterday morning, so what did you eat last night?"
"It was already dry by the time we had dinner, so it didn't have much flavor anymore."
"Well, this house is dry."
I suppressed the feeling of vomiting and said something, and then immediately changed the subject and said: "I quite dislike you, you know."
"What do you think of me? I'm just an errand boy and do odd jobs. I'm still living now and I still have enough to eat and drink. That means there are still business opportunities in this industry. As Jackie Chan's advertisement says, there is no killing without buying and selling. I quite agree with this sentence. If Lin Hengfa gives me money, then I will fuck you. On the other hand, if you give me money, I will also fuck Lin Hengfa. Look, my leg was bitten by a dog, and my head was smashed by a knife. I've been hit by several bricks and it's already like this. I also helped Lin Hengfa to kill Liu Hongjiang. Tell me, am I very dedicated?" Han Dayan, who had not spoken for several days, was obviously depressed. , and started talking endlessly to me.
"Haha, what you said seems to make sense."
"It must be true. After starting this business, what I see most is the truth. It makes sense for a sister-in-law to sleep with her brother-in-law. It makes sense for a younger brother to stab his elder brother in the back. It also makes sense for brothers to have sex with each other. Anyway, it all makes sense, haha."
"Then what's the point of doing this?"
"I don't want to work, but I still want to spend money." Han Dayan answered without any pause.
"Haha, shit, it does make sense." I nodded in agreement, took out the Nokia phone box from my armpit, and threw it away without even thinking about it.
"What?" Han Dayan asked with a frown.
"I don't know, Dai Pangpang gave it to you." I replied casually.
"What do you mean, you're going to die." Han Dayan blinked in confusion.
"I'll give it to you and you'll die."
I replied with a smile, took out the key to the handcuffs from my trouser pocket, walked up to Han Dayan and opened the cuffs on his hands.
Han Dayan moved his wrist, frowned and was about to open the box.
"I'll go out and you open it again."
I said casually and walked out the door.
"Tell someone to help me shovel the shit away." Han Dayan looked at my back and shouted.
"There's quite a lot going on."
I frowned and paused, stretched out my hand to open the door, picked up the sweep and shovel from the outside, and turned around to pack Lao Xian's Rexiang. At this moment, Han Dayan had already seen the contents of the box. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly looked up. Me, and I'm sweeping daddy.
"What are you looking at?" I asked sideways.
The expression on Han Dayan's face was very complicated. He gritted his teeth and paused, then closed the box and said casually: "Can you give me a whole plate of fish-flavored shredded pork and two bottles of beer later?"
"I'm used to you," I replied casually, turned around and walked out of the room, threw the sweep and shovel directly into the trash can, thought for a moment, looked at Hu Yuanyuan and said, "You can go to the hotel next door later. Give him a whole fish-flavored shredded pork, two bowls of rice, and two sticks of beer."
"Brother, why do you care about this?"
"It's only been a few days. It's quite pitiful to be so old." I said casually, turned around and left.
"Beep bell bell."
At this moment, the phone in my hand suddenly rang.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"Have you given me anything?" Fatty Dai asked back.
"I gave it to you."
"The handcuffs are opened, right?"
"Well, it's open."
"Ah, let me tell you, from now on, don't let our people in when delivering meals or anything else. Just leave the door open for them." Fatty Dai said casually.
"What exactly did you give him?" I asked very curiously.
"That's it." Fatty Dai said and hung up the phone.
"Damn it, you've been acting like a psychopath all day." I looked at the phone and cursed, then raised my head and said to Hu Yuanyuan: "Don't you and Zhang Ben go into that room, and don't let anyone else in, and the food will be delivered to the door. , he wanted to eat, so he came and got it himself.”
"Ah, I see."
"Well, you stay here, I'll go run some things about Li Hao."
I said hello to Hu Yuanyuan and walked out of the warehouse. Dai Fatty's text message had been sent to my mobile phone. On the way back to the Ocean Parking Lot to pick up the car, I called these numbers one by one and spoke briefly. The other party was very enthusiastic about my request and agreed to the interview. I felt so happy that I kept praising the fat man for how interesting he was.
The other end.
In a certain villa in Volga Manor, Lin Hengfa and Brother Zhuang were sitting opposite each other.
"How are you doing over there?" Brother Zhuang asked casually while drinking tea.
"Tang Moli relies on me a lot now. She calls me for everything big or small." Fa Ge held his chin and answered softly.
"What are you going to do with the monsters and ghosts under Liu Hongjiang?" Brother Zhuang nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask.
"They are just a little jealous when they see Tang Moli. Let them pinch her for a while and then find an opportunity to pull her together." Fa Ge thought for a moment and said slowly.
"What are you going to do with the piece of land that Liu Hongjiang was interested in during his lifetime?" Brother Zhuang held a purple clay teapot, and the sea of tea he poured was boiling with heat.
"Retail investor Liu Hongjiang has almost taken the land here. I feel that we should not stick our mouths out and let him take it." Fa Ge suggested.
"Okay." Brother Zhuang was silent for a long time and nodded seriously.
"What's going on with Han Dayan? He's not here. I'm always worried." Fa Ge felt that he should bring up the topic at this moment.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."
Dark yellow tea poured into Brother Fa's porcelain cup. Brother Zhuang paused while holding the teapot and said, "I already know the point. Let's start tonight."
"That's good." Brother Fa picked up the tea cup, took a sip and let out a long sigh of relief.
At 8:10 that night, a Grand Cherokee with a Zhejiang Province license plate drove out from the yard of a private house near Volga Manor. Four people were sitting in the car. The leader was Wei Guang, but the other three were not following him. The three from Tang Moli's family.
"Brother Guang, how about we deal with it on the spot," the man in the co-pilot turned around and asked Wei Guang.
"That place is a semi-basement warehouse. There are only two people inside, and the hands haven't worked yet, so there's no need to work inside. People can come out and do the work outside," Wei Guang replied succinctly.
"Damn it, it's bad luck if you work with the same people." A middle-aged man sitting next to Wei Guang said with bared teeth.
"Money is hard to make, shit is hard to eat, stop inking and clean up."
Wei Guang concluded, then pulled out a black canvas bag from under the car seat.
An hour and forty minutes later, the Grand Cherokee drove near the ocean, then plunged into the alley behind, and stopped some twenty meters away from the warehouse.
"If you see the red door in the basement in the middle, that's the one." Wei Guang said while stretching his arms in the car.
"Yeah, I saw it."
Except for the driver who was still studying the navigation, the other two nodded in agreement.
"Xiaolu, you turn around and the three of us go in." Wei Guang said.
"Okay, you guys can get off." The driver nodded.
"gone."
Wei Guang licked his lips and pushed open the car door, taking a step to get out of the car.
"Bang."
At this moment, the red iron door made a crisp sound. Wei Guang immediately retracted his right leg that had just taken half a step forward, waved his hand and said, "Don't move yet."
Everyone held their breath, stretched their necks, and looked around. They saw a 17.8-year-old boy walking out of the red door, carrying a basket in his hand.
"The food delivery guy," the co-pilot asked.
"Probably, go and stop him." Wei Guang thought for a moment and said quickly.
"okay."
The man agreed, quickly opened the car door, jumped out, and whispered with a smile: "Hey, I'm going to deliver the food."
"Uh-huh."
The young man turned back to look at the man. His vision was a little dark and he couldn't see clearly for a while, so he casually responded: "Well, the food is being delivered."
"Haha, your chef hasn't gotten off work yet." The man quickened his pace and was very close to the young man.
"It's time to get off work." The young man replied casually and was about to leave.
"Snapped."
The man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder. The young man was stunned. Before he could say anything, a Swiss Army knife that was as wide as a palm and more than ten centimeters long was directly pressed against the young man's neck.
"What's going on, brother, are you trying to steal money?" the young man asked with a pale face.
"How many people were in that room you just entered?" the man asked expressionlessly.
"Two two."
"Baby B, do you see clearly?" the man cursed and continued to ask.
"No, there were three. They asked for three bowls of rice, but I only saw two." The young man recalled it carefully and said with certainty.
"How old are you?" The man thought for a moment and continued to ask.
"Not much older than me."
The man stared at the young man for three seconds, let go of his saber, pinched his neck collar and said, "Here, do me a favor."
The young man was a little dazed and stood there blankly without moving. The man turned around and made an OK gesture to the Grand Cherokee.
"Bang."
The two car doors opened at the same time, and Wei Guang and another person rushed out carrying two five-guns.
"boom."
The Grand Cherokee's motor roared, and the front of the car tilted forward. The driver took two turns on the rudder, and the front of the car turned directly in one direction, with a smooth and agile movement.
"Tap tap tap."
The three of them gathered the young man and swarmed into the basement. Wei Guang reached out and pushed the door and found that it was locked.
"Snapped."
The man patted the young man on the head and said in a deep voice: "Call the door and tell them to give them more change."