The town of Thieves sounds like a bandit. A group of bearded men stand on horseback with swords and swords. The road is stained with innocent blood. The dead heads hang from the horses' necks. The cold wind of Mobei blows and the yellow sand rolls. A group of parents and children who have lost their loved ones are crying.
Howling...
Since the establishment of Thieves Town, there has never been such a miserable scene. The thieves from Mobei came to this land to establish Thieves Town. It is certain that they killed people, but such miserable scenes all happened in the surrounding area.
area.
Today's thieves town is harmonious, like a calm lake. The town covers a large area. When the group of thieves occupied this place, they snatched a lot of women, and each man could get an average of four or five.
Wife, these men all live a life with their heads on their waists. After robbing big families outside, they come home to eat meat, drink alcohol, beat their wives, and have a rich nightlife.
The population of the town has grown rapidly, so when the People's Republic of China was first founded, there were more than 10,000 people. After years of development, the population has increased to about 30,000.
The geographical location of Xiangma Town is quite special. In addition to crossing the desert and reaching the border of Silver Country, it is also adjacent to another country. The town is quite rich in supplies, but more importantly, it serves as a transit point for merchants.
The merchants who can come to this town, except for those who drive large trucks to deliver daily groceries, are basically not serious merchants. Most of them are smugglers. To put it more seriously, at least three out of ten merchants
Contaminated with drugs.
Beneath the seemingly harmonious surface of the town, there are actually all kinds of troubles hidden. The police department that maintains law and order, armed with uniforms and guns during the day, has to think twice before acting at night.
There is a mutton restaurant in the town. There are sheep heads and sheep skins hanging at the door. The room is bustling. It happens to be the stall for lunch. Everyone nearby seems to recognize this restaurant.
There are many ways to eat mutton. There is a desert in the north of the town, but there is rich grassland in the south. The sheep raised in the town are fat and strong, and the meat quality is no worse than the sheep in other places.
Half of the people who come to eat at this mutton restaurant are locals and the other half are outsiders.
Some travel agencies with independent tour groups often deceive tourists flying from other places in Mobei, taking them to experience the historical relics of the original Thieves Town and experience that fierce and bloody era.
When you come to this town, the scenery may be a little worse. The historical relics have been destroyed by the national movement. Perhaps the oldest relic is the manger left by some people in the town. The manger is made of stone.
Yes, those little devils with red armbands wrapped around their arms couldn't smash them even after a lot of effort.
"Boss, your lamb scorpions, roasted lamb legs, roasted lamb chops, and ten skewers of kidneys are all here!"
The waiter, who was dressed in coarse cloth and had a greasy white towel draped over his shoulders, bent over and placed each item on the square wooden table.
The wooden table was also stained with oil, but it was still clean to the touch. The oil had completely penetrated into the wood, giving it a dark, stained luster, and it looked dirty.
The environment was a little bad, even disgusting, but as soon as the smell of meat wafted up, the unique taste immediately made several people around the table put aside their disgust.
There are three people sitting on the table. One of them has a handsome appearance, fair skin, and a pair of silver glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looks a bit young and gives people a gentle and gentle feeling, which is very common in this land of Mobei.
Rare.
The two people on his left and right are both thin, one is shorter than the other, the bones in the body are thinner than the other, they are chronically malnourished, or they are long-term drug addicts.
None of the three of them looked like they could eat meat, but they ordered such a large table of meat. The seat opposite the butter boy in the middle was empty, with a pair of bowls and chopsticks on it, and the chair had just been polished by the butter boy.
Yes, he was meticulous when wiping. He was so meticulous that he disliked the messy environment here.
"Can you eat so much meat?"
A man with a curly beard and a round waist strode over. He drank wine, his mouth smelled of a strong sour taste, and he held a bunch of kidneys in his hand.
The two thin men looked at the table full of meat and their eyes were filled with light. However, without Ge Jun, they didn't even dare to let the meat go out, so they could only swallow it into their stomachs.
Ge Jun raised his head and looked at the strong man. The strong man was not alone. There were two horses behind him. The horses were not weak. One was rubbing his nose and the other was chewing a toothpick.
"Man, my kidneys are just right, why is one missing?"
Ge Jun looked at the waiter who had already bowed and stepped aside, smiling politely and implicitly.
"What I'm eating isn't kidney, is it shit?" the bearded man roared, staring at his swollen eyes, and stepped on the chair opposite Ge Jun with one foot.
Ge Jun just wiped that chair three times from beginning to end with a napkin a few minutes ago. Although there is still a lot of oil on it, no matter who sits on it, there will be no trace of oil stains. (One Zero)
The waiter's body was bent even more, as if there was a stone weighing a thousand kilograms pressing on it. Not only was he bent at the waist, the sweat on his cheeks was cold, and he didn't dare to take a breath.
Ge Jun still looked good-tempered, and his two men, who had lost weight, still looked at the meat on the table, their eyes turned red, and they swallowed it in their stomachs.
Ge Jun glanced at the bearded man in front of him, glanced at his feet, and looked at the waiter. The waiter did not dare to raise his head and his body was trembling.
"Tell him whether I am eating kidneys or shit! Tell him the rules here!"
The big man with a beard grabbed the waiter's neck, like he was lifting a chicken. The waiter's body shook even more violently, and his words were trembling a little, "Boss, our rules here are that any outsider who eats food, as long as it is
bump
When you get married to Mr. Tiger, you must show your filial piety. The amount of filial piety depends on Mr. Tiger’s mood... Mr. Tiger is willing to eat your food. That is your blessing. You... You should thank Mr. Third, Mr. Third
I will keep you safe in this town."
Ge Jun still smiled warmly, "Is this a rogue rogue?" (Zero One)
In the originally quiet restaurant, the sound of needle drop could be heard in an instant. Everyone looked at Ge Jun, with complicated expressions in their eyes. They believed that this greasy-faced boy wanted to die, and came out with two sick men like this. It was purely because of this.
Bring bad luck to yourself.
"Brother Jun, is this my seat?" A crisp voice came from outside the door, and a girl in white clothes walked in briskly and lively.
"Oh, what a little beauty!"
The bearded Mr. Tiger is a good at bullying good and fearing evil, and he is even more good at staring at women.
Perhaps because of the sweet voice, everyone was looking at this girl at this moment.
Big eyes, high nose bridge, and fair and delicate skin, just like a big star... (To be continued)