One looks like a bandit, and the other has a big beard and has become a wretched rough guy.
Zhang Jiangang and Lao Hu's two parallel-dimensional grandsons are both disabled.
Money can make all the difference. In the world of Plane 64, which is almost in anarchy, money, power, and strength can basically solve everything.
After the bearded Hu Dongfeng communicated with several guards for a long time, they let him go.
However, this is only the entrance fee. On the way, Hu Dongfeng mentioned that if you want long-term residence in the base, you will need to find someone, which will cost a lot.
If you don't have long-term residency, you can only stay there for a week, and there are many restrictions.
And if you don’t have identity documents, you won’t be able to find a place to live!
About twenty minutes later, the bearded young man named Hu Dongfeng stuffed something into Brother Yu and came back with a face of pain.
"It's so shady. What a bull. It's just a watchdog of the base. Who doesn't know who is who? Let's go." After complaining to Zhang Jiangang and the other two, Hu Dongfeng led the two of them into the base.
On the other side, after finding out the identity of this kid, Lao Hu's attitude obviously changed.
After entering the base, Zhang Jiangang observed the scene and the crowd inside, while Lao Hu was much more friendly.
One feeling that gave Zhang Jiangang was that the population density of the base was really high! Furthermore, it really felt like being in a doomsday movie base, in one word, chaotic!
"Xiao Hu, are you familiar with that person just now? Who else is there in your family now? Your father..."
Lao Hu just spoke, but before he could finish speaking, the other party looked over.
"Xiao Hu? Old man, please don't get too close to me. My dad? What do you mean, you still want to live in my house?" Xiao Hu said with a vigilant look, "I told you that I am only responsible for sending you here, as for what?
It's your business to stay." As he spoke, Hu Dongfeng glanced at his shriveled wallet, obviously feeling distressed.
It can be seen that due to the special background of this plane, the relationship between people is not so harmonious, they are more vigilant, and they are also quite realistic and cruel.
Of course, if you can take care of it, take care of it, but there is no need to be too emotional and heart-wrenching.
"you!"
On the other side, Lao Hu is at loggerheads with his grandson from a parallel plane.
Almost no one wants to do it.
Zhang Jiangang couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this scene.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang also sighed, that is, the grandson of Plane 1 and Lao Hu's grandson should not look like this when they grow up in the future.
Thinking of Lao Hu's grandson who was just over three years old, and the two cute little faces of his second child, Xiao Ren, and then looking at these two rough guys, Zhang Jiangang felt worried.
At this moment, Lao Hu was so angry that he really wanted to teach him a lesson. He thought to himself, why are you talking to your grandfather?
Although there is a certain level of relationship and a sense of intimacy, we are all in different planes after all. In the final analysis, I and Lao Hu are not even related by blood to Hu Dongfeng and Zhang Qianren from the 64th plane.
Obviously, Lao Hu was really unhappy being called "grandson" by the old man who opened his mouth and kept his mouth closed.
And Zhang Jiangang could tell that although there was no blood relationship, the way Lao Hu looked at Hu Dongfeng was definitely a bit intimate, even though the boy opened his mouth to be angry with Lao Hu. : :
"Xiao Hu, you and I, Uncle Hu, are both new here. What will you do if you throw us here with these two old bones? You are a young man with a big brain. Think of a way to find a place for us to settle down first.
That's okay." Zhang Jiangang spoke, but at the same time he made another move.
Originally, when he heard Zhang Jiangang calling himself Xiao Hu, the boy frowned and looked unhappy.
However, when he saw Zhang Jiangang casually giving him a cigarette and seeing the logo on the cigarette, classmate Xiao Hu was stunned for a moment, and then a little surprised!
"Take it and smoke, I think you are quite addicted, but quit smoking if you can." Zhang Jiangang said. At the same time, neither Zhang Jiangang nor Lao Hu smoked.
In fact, although both worlds have this type of cigarette, the logos on the packaging boxes are somewhat different. Just when Zhang Jiangang was at the gate of the base, he noticed that the man driving into the base arrogantly in his car was smoking this cigarette.
But the one the man smoked was an ordinary one, while the one Zhang Jiangang smoked was a special one.
The logo on the packaging box is different. These little things can’t trouble Zhang Jiangang. Zhang Jiangang erased or changed the logo before taking it out.
For example, on this cigarette box, Zhang Jiangang directly removed all the signs and turned it into a white box, except for the words "special supply".
While talking, Zhang Jiangang casually threw a bag of Zhonghua to classmate Xiao Hu.
"I'm going to China! Special offer!" When he saw the words on the butt of the cigarette, classmate Xiao Hu's hands trembled.
If someone can produce this kind of cigarette at this time, and it is a special supply, can it be ordinary people?
"Uncle, this is too expensive, too valuable, how can I be embarrassed about it?" Xiao Hu said as he put it away.
"Yes, that's the smell! I smelled it when I was a child, and my dad smoked it." Hu Dongfeng sniffed it on his nose, feeling a little excited.
It’s so Chinese! This stuff is a hot commodity on the black market, and most people can’t even afford it!
Such a whole box was given to me directly without blinking an eye? Student Xiao Hu was somewhat irritated.
At the same time, Xiao Hu took the loose one and sniffed it again and again, reluctant to smoke it.
And just when Xiao Hu was so excited, when he raised his head, the next scene made Xiao Hu stunned again.
I saw that just when I was holding a Chinese cigarette and couldn't bear to smoke it for a long time, the uncle Zhang Ye next to me had already taken out a cigar and put it in his mouth. At the same time, the uncle Hu next to me also quickly took out the cigar cutter.
, cigar punch, and after some operations helped Zhang Jiangang light it.
And he also lit a cigar, and the rich aroma of the cigar suddenly wafted up.
"How about Xiao Hu? If it doesn't work, we'll find someone else." Zhang Jiangang said, looking like a big shot.
I was speechless. Holding the Zhonghua in my hand that I couldn't bear to smoke, classmate Xiao Hu was speechless.
I thought that the uncle and the old man had given themselves the high-end goods at the bottom of the box, but it turned out that they were things that others didn't like, so they kept the good stuff for themselves.
The rich aroma floated in front of Xiao Hu's eyes, and Xiao Hu couldn't help but smell it.
This taste! It is definitely a high-end cigar, unlike the one that Zhang Qianren usually holds in his mouth.
To be precise, the cigar that Zhang Qianren was holding was the butt of a cigar that someone else had picked up somewhere. He had been smoking the butt of a cigar for almost half a month. When he lit it, Xiao Hu could smell a moldy smell.
Sour smell.
Hu Dongfeng trembled when he saw the butt of the cigar that the two men had cut off with a cigar cutter and fell to the ground.
It’s too luxurious. Why cut it off? Just smoke it, uncle!