"I have to refill the soup ten times for a bowl of noodles. I've never seen you so poor!"
"There's no wine, just pay the price and get out!"
The fat woman spat out melon seed peels, spittle flying from her lips.
A cold light flashed in the drunkard's eyes.
"Here comes the wine, here comes the wine..."
The shop owner is a thin man, about 1.5 meters tall, with a kind face.
He laughs at everyone he meets, whether he is being pointed at or scolded by his wife or guests.
He always has such a smiling face.
Honest people are easy to bully.
Even the drunkard knows that his fat lady is having an affair with the old gangster who is sitting in the shop gnawing bones at the moment.
The old gangster only charged half the price for chewing the bones, and they were all bones with fat on them.
Gudong, Gudong, Gudong...
Three big mouths.
The drunkard drank a bottle of old wine.
"One more bottle."
The drunkard said to the boss.
"What's coming!"
The fat woman came over and pushed the boss away, "With his kind of behavior, he might die in the middle of the street when he goes out. Where will he get the money to drink?"
"Have you ever seen such a poor person after eating a bowl of noodles and refilling the soup ten times?"
Several customers in the noodle shop laughed.
Being poor makes people laugh.
"One more bottle, no, two bottles, and I will help you kill her."
"And him..."
The drunkard glanced at the woman next to him, and then looked at the old gangster at the other table.
"ah!"
Screams rang out in the noodle shop on the street, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.
"Killing, killing!"
The screams started again.
The drunkard carried a bottle of bad wine in each hand and staggered towards the street.
Behind him, the fat woman and the old gangster were lying on the ground.
The blood smeared and stained a large area of red...
Gudong, Gudong...
After two sips, the bottle of wine was gone.
Gudong...
After one gulp, another bottle of wine was gone.
"Hahaha, the bet is over, I can drink from now on!"
…
In the farmer's market.
There are thirteen shops selling pork.
This is the largest farmer's market in Mota City, with an average daily traffic of nearly 300,000 people.
When mentioning Lao Wang who sells meat, everyone gives him a thumbs up.
The meat sold by Lao Wang is fresh, tastes great, and the price is reasonable.
Moreover, there is never a shortage of weights, and every time the weights are weighed, they are always high.
When it comes to the meat seller Lao Li, everyone knows about him.
Most of Lao Li's meat is problem pork, diseased pigs, dead pigs, and quick-growing pigs.
The price is too high if there is a shortage of jin or ounces.
As long as the meat is cut off and put on the scale, no matter how much it is, you have to bear it.
Lao Li is a thin man with a pair of cross-eyed eyes, which he owes to his second-rate nephew Lao Jiu who manages the farmer's market.
Lao Wang stopped cutting meat and raised his head to look at the fireworks in the sky outside.
The corners of his mouth were grinning like a child celebrating the New Year.
"Old Wang, why are you so happy? Could it be that you have found a new wife?"
"The big girl I introduced to you last time is pretty good. Why don't you fall in love with her?"
"Which family is this widow, a single woman? Let me tell you."
Several regular customers who came here often to buy things laughed loudly.
"We used to be rich people. We ate a lot of meat, drank a lot, spent a lot of money, and slept with the top women in the dance hall. Your five-star hotel is just like the backyard of your own home."
Lao Wang said with a smile.
Everyone was stunned.
"Since you are so rich, this month's protection fee will be tripled."
A young man with yellow hair and a crooked neck came over, followed by two other gangsters.
The young man with yellow hair is Lao Zhang's nephew Xiaojiu, and he has always taken special care of Lao Wang.
Bah, bah, bah...
Pooh!
Lao Jiu spit the chewing gum in his mouth onto the pig's hind leg, tilted his neck and said, "This pig's leg should be treated as a tribute to your grandpa and me."
"Ha ha……"
The two little ruffians behind started laughing.
The regular customers standing in front of the stall stepped back nervously when they saw this.
"OK!"
Lao Wang readily agreed, and at the same time raised the meat-cutting knife in his hand forward.
The knife, stained with oil and blood, flashed with light and heard a popping sound.
Lao Jiu straightened his crooked neck and pressed one hand tightly on his neck.
"You, you..."
Bata, bah...
Blood dripped down between his fingers, turning half of Lao Jiu's shoulders red.
Everyone was stunned.
The two little ruffians were also completely stunned, their legs were weak.
"Old Wang, no... Your Majesty..."
"Spare my life!"
Puff, puff...
Lao Li, who was eating a piece of pork liver and watching the excitement behind the butcher stall opposite, suddenly saw a slight change in his expression.
"You know, I would have killed you old thing a long time ago."
Lao Wang stood in front of Lao Li's meat stall, squinting his eyes as usual, with a friendly face, "It doesn't matter that the meat sold is expensive, but we also clean up some problem pork. It will kill the old man and spoil the children. You
This kind of person whose conscience is completely darkened is simply more hateful than me."
"you……"
Whoosh!
Lao Wang slit Lao Li's throat with a knife, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You don't deserve to talk to me. If it weren't for that damn bet, why would I have been selling pork here for fifteen years?"
"I have endured the thought of killing you, old bastard, for fifteen years, and you have earned it."
When the siren sounded, Lao Wang had already disappeared into the farmer's market.
While everyone was panicking, they were also secretly screaming with joy.
Lao Wang is such a kind person, but he was forced to do so by these bad people.
…
A big bed in a five-star hotel.
The man, a middle-aged wealthy businessman, pushed away the woman who was sitting on him with her legs spread apart.
The woman looked intoxicated, as if she would soon reach the highest point in her life.
As a result, it fell to the ground with a thump.
"roll!"
The man said coldly.
The woman looked aggrieved, clutched her chest, picked up her clothes and left.
The man stood naked in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.
He stretched, and his originally sunny voice immediately became a little cooing, "Oh, from now on, I will finally stop touching stinky women. It's better to be a man. She smells good."
…
By the Mota River.
The old fishing man put away his fishing rod and held the fish basket in his arms.
He lives in a bungalow by the river.
All the people living here are poor.
A fat boy, almost 1.75 meters tall, was beating a puppy with a stick.
The puppy's legs were broken and its eyes were blind. It was tied to a big tree with a rope.
The old man stopped and asked the boy, "Do you want to eat fish?"
The boy stopped and looked over fiercely.
The old man smiled and said, "I can give it to you."
At this time, a middle-aged couple rushed out of the bungalow nearby.
"Oh, what's the matter with you old man? Don't talk to our child casually. He doesn't like to have contact with outsiders." The woman said.
"Uncle, we appreciate your kindness, but we cannot eat the fish in the Mota River, otherwise we will offend the gods." The man said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter. You are not from Mobei anyway. It was a child who killed a little girl in Zhongkong City. He has not yet reached the age of sentencing. He does not need to be sentenced to death or jailed. He has no way to live in Zhongkong City, so the family fled here.
Right?" The old man said with a smile...
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