The door behind me, even with the sun shining on it, is almost invisible to me.
The entire Bingqi warehouse is like a maze. Even if I had a flying star ruler to lead the way, I would still be confused by this maze.
Occasionally, if I am even slightly distracted, the tip of the dragon probe will flick wildly.
When this happens, I have to stop, concentrate and let the flying star ruler return to normal before continuing forward.
I couldn't see my fingers in the claustrophobic space, and I felt like I was wandering in hell. On both sides of the narrow passage, piles of boxes were like giant beasts with teeth and claws, looking down at me coldly from above.
The bright flashlight in my hand is like a firefly as small as dust in this dark prison.
After spending a long time, we finally reached the end.
I know it by looking at the arc of the tip of the probe.
Done!
Feeling relieved, he walked over quickly, but stopped dead in his tracks the next second.
In front of me, there was a row of steel houses!
The doors of each steel house vary in size, and there are also complicated scrawled markings on the doors.
What locks the steel house is a special steel lock as thick as a thumb.
Seeing this, I know again.
I was tricked again by that triangle-eyed keeper!
The crowbar and bolt cutters worked for a long time, until they ran out of strength and only left a few innocuous holes in the special steel lock.
Sitting there, sweating like rain.
In the dark world, my heartbeat and rough breathing were infinitely amplified. At this moment, it seemed like I was the only one left in the world.
After being bored for a long time, I threw down the crowbar, turned around and left.
I first went to Triangle Eye to hand over the key. I didn’t want to talk nonsense to him, so I dragged my tired body back to the dormitory.
Yandu City is beautiful during the day, but gets cooler at night.
At around twelve o'clock, I suddenly received a call. I picked it up and saw that it was my cousin from western Guangdong.
My little Zhuang cousin called me late at night, just for one thing.
She heard someone banging on the door. I also heard someone say that this is the store.
Needless to say, this is what Panjiayuan’s donkey-faced management is up to!
Just then, the sound of banging on the door on the other end of the phone came to my ears clearly.
I immediately got up, put on my clothes and went downstairs. I groped around in the open space for a long time, picked up countless dog and cat feces, mixed them with water, and pedaled straight to Panjiayuan.
Along the way, the biting cold wind of two or three degrees penetrated my body.
The cold wind was blowing in front of me, making my head hurt.
When we arrived at Panjiayuan, the Panjiayuan Ghost Market was opening.
The rented door was not far from the open space at the north gate. Although the light was weak, the long donkey face never appeared again.
When I saw the front door, my heart suddenly became angry.
Several pieces of glass were broken in the window on the south side, the roller shutter door on the north side was also dented, and there was a broken floor tile at the door.
The little Zhuang cousin opened the door for me with a shake, and immediately threw herself into my arms, crying loudly: "Boss... they were drunk and kept knocking on the door..."
"I asked them who they were, and they said they were ghosts. They also said they wanted me to try ghost-pressing."
I lowered my head and saw a large patch of white snow falling in my eyes.
I immediately closed my eyes and took my little cousin upstairs.
With my company, my little cousin quickly stabilized her mood and told me another thing.
This group of people also came here yesterday and the day before yesterday.
And he peed at the door!
I didn't say a word, but there was a fire burning in my heart.
After a while, my little cousin curled up in a ball and fell asleep. I went downstairs in the dark and sneaked into the ghost market.
After entering October, Yandu became colder, and the Panjiayuan Ghost Market changed from twice a week to once a week.
It was two o'clock in the morning, the weather was cold, but I couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the people who picked up leaks.
The ubiquitous Baofengzhai is even willing to endure the frost and bitter cold just for tomorrow's meal money.
I walked around the ghost market twice, but I didn't see a donkey face.
Don't panic
I didn't rush to the market management office, but still couldn't find anyone.
He couldn't think for more than three seconds, but he simply stood at the end of the corridor and defended!
My judgment was correct, but within ten minutes, the donkey face appeared.
A drunken man with a long donkey face and a cigarette in his mouth waddled out from the corner, followed closely by four security guards escorting a skinny vendor.
Along the way, a few security guards kept punching and kicking the skinny little vendor, scolding him as a "grave robber. It depends where you run this time. He's waiting to be jailed and shot."
Judging from the appearance of the vendor, it goes without saying that he was caught with a donkey face and suffered disaster again.
As soon as he entered the office, the thin vendor was threatened by two security guards with sling sticks and squatted in the corner with his head facing the wall.
The man with the donkey face and the big horse Jin Dao sat on the swivel chair, took out the items from the vendor's bag one by one, and pretended to touch them carefully.
What happened next was exactly the same as the way the little Zhuang cousin was punished last time.
The donkey-faced man who pretended to be a great expert first said that the things on the street vendors were cultural relics, which were prohibited from trading and would be confiscated if caught.
More fines.
The thin stall vendor was already in his sixties and had an honest look on his face. He is wearing yellow stand-up collared liberation shoes that are more like a coolie's, and a pair of blue cotton pants from the 1980s.
Hearing the word "fine", the skinny vendor trembled with fear. He quickly took out the money he had on him and offered it to him, crying and begging for mercy.
People with donkey faces like to meet this kind of street vendor the most. Not only do they earn money, but they also give them a sense of accomplishment.
After happily collecting hundreds of dollars, he was secretly very happy with his long donkey face, but he slammed the table with his hand, yelled loudly, and ordered the vendor to hand over all the remaining money.
The trick of growing a donkey face is completely deceptive, and the purpose is nothing more than to gain more profits.
Unexpectedly, when the skinny vendor heard this, his whole face turned pale, and he subconsciously covered his stomach and ran out.
The donkey-faced man was overjoyed when he saw this. He yelled and shouted, "Hand over the stuff. There's something on him!"
Unexpectedly, the next second, the skinny stall vendor showed his heroic cruelty and looked forward to death. He knocked the long donkey face to the ground, rushed out of the room at a speed of 100 meters, ran like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, he ran down the second floor and disappeared into the night.
"Hurry up!"
"Big fish!"
"You'll get rich if you catch him!"
The donkey-faced man roared loudly, and the four security guards immediately took blood shots and rushed out.
The long donkey-faced man who was knocked down lay on the ground panting for a long time, covering his head and swearing, then turned around and held on to the desk and struggled to get up.
At this time, I reached into the room with one hand and turned off the light first.
Then, the mixture of cat feces and dog feces that had been prepared for a long time was thrown at him, and he got away!
"who!"
"Who..."
"Hold!"
"***Your uncle. Whoever did this, please stand up for me..."
Within two minutes, the donkey-faced man with a face covered in dirt and cat feces rushed downstairs, roaring and cursing while stumbling toward the toilet, dragging his clothes and wiping his face.
Hiding in the darkness, I suddenly shouted: "Catch the thief."
"Someone stole the market office meeting!"
