"Crack"
Then, the wrench knocked the knife out of the spirited boy's hand with the butt of the gun, "Are you still playing?"
"..." The young man was dumbfounded on the spot.
Li Jianguo stood up, walked over, picked up the knife on the ground, and said with a grin: "If you want to play with the knife, grandpa will play with you!"
"You, you fucking wait for me!"
The spirited young man shuddered and cursed, then ran out of the gate.
I put away the gun, shrugged and said, "That's it?"
Wanwan looked at their fleeing figures and said, "They are probably the second-rate people nearby. They think we are outsiders and want to take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail us."
"A bunch of bad guys, if it weren't for the unlucky news of blood before they open, I would have to kill them!"
After Li Jianguo finished speaking, he struck the wooden bench behind him with his knife.
"Bang"
The wooden bench instantly broke into two pieces.
The resentment and hatred in his heart cannot be quelled by mountains and seas.
"Brother, let's go eat first. When Qiangzi buys his computer... we will know a lot of news."
I said hesitantly, if I hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood, I would have been afraid that he would go crazy.
Bayi came to his senses and wanted to go upstairs, "I'll call Sister Yue."
Shu Xinyue was the same age as him and more than ten days older than him.
I grabbed him and said, "No. I'll pack it up and bring it back to her."
"Damn it, a few yellow-haired boys scared away the sanitation people. The first and second floors are so dirty that you can't even get there unless they are cleaned up."
Wrench kicked the wine bottle on the ground, carried the gun and went out to call people back to continue cleaning.
At lunch time, all the men who were doing sanitation went home to eat, and there was not even a ghost in the yard.
After we locked the gate, we walked to the front of the stockade.
It’s called Zhaizi, but it’s actually on the edge of a small town.
After walking about three hundred meters, we came to the street.
That is, the town.
It's only a few hundred meters away, but the location of our building is in the countryside.
Sometimes I get confused by the slogans in the countryside here, just like the various warlords in each special zone. Even the locals sometimes can't figure out which team is destroyed today and which team will risk tomorrow. come out.
Not to mention outsiders.
We chose to walk just to observe the surrounding terrain, customs and customs, and to find out news.
The six-story building changed owners overnight. Boss Zhan and his men were killed and their bodies dumped, instantly causing quite a sensation in the town.
In just one morning, it spread throughout the entire town.
Especially the fact that I asked people to do sanitation work in the morning and paid them in cash has become a major issue that these villagers will discuss after dinner.
In a poor place where the average per capita is three hundred and a month, one or two hundred days of easy work is really hard to come by.
Therefore, the farce of those second-rate men who are not afraid of death comes to collect protection money with knives.
"This restaurant looks good, that's all."
I rubbed my growling stomach and walked into a store that looked clean and hygienic.
There are relatively few Chinese shops in the towns here, and the Chinese are generally concentrated in the counties and capitals of major special economic zones.
The reason I chose this restaurant to eat is that I can see the way to the sixth floor at a glance, including the vehicles coming in from outside.
This restaurant has a relatively wide view. Sitting by the window, you can observe the surrounding situation.
As soon as we sat down, the boss came over and greeted him with a smile: "How many bosses come from other places to do business?"
Wrench put the gun on the table, "Yes, that's the six-story building."
"..." The boss's smile immediately condensed on his face.
With six floors, it is the tallest building in the village.
Because it is surrounded by low-rise bungalows, that building is particularly famous.
and abrupt.
Myanmar is a small country.
Therefore, the town of Xiaoye is not big, and can only be walked in two or three streets. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, including pornography, gambling and drugs.
In the distant suburbs, there are still several beautiful villas and high-rise buildings.
There are many rich people.
But most of them are poor people at the bottom.
"It turned out to be the creditor of the boss. I don't know where the bosses came from. What kind of business are you planning to take down that building?"
The boss is in his fifties and doesn't look very smart, but he doesn't know how he keeps the restaurant standing.
I smiled and said, "I'm from Guokang. As for doing business, let's wait until we have a full meal."
The boss reacted immediately, patted his head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, bosses are new here, you can try our famous local dishes..."
After ordering a few random dishes, I asked him to go away. It was really annoying to keep asking.
However, he also revealed a piece of information to us, that is, a group of people came here to arrest people two days ago, but they only stayed for a while and then drove away.
Then another group of people came in the middle of the night and had a conflict with Boss Zhan. The specific details are unknown.
Anyway, people often come to ask him for debts, and beating him is commonplace. People nearby are used to it. Therefore, when Boss Zhan was killed at home, no relatives or friends would take a look or help call the police.
It seems that there are many enemies named Zhan, but we were lucky and missed them in advance.
As for the group of people who came two days ago, I guess they are the Karen border guards from Myawaddy.
Fortunately we were hiding at Yan Yun's house, otherwise we would have been taken back and tortured to death.
After all the dishes were served, the shop owner ran over and said, "Although the wife who took over the boss ran away, he still has cousins. You should pay more attention here to avoid being attacked by others."
I thought for a while and asked: "Boss, are there any gangs, warlords, landlords or the like here?"
"Yes, there are too many. They often fight for territory and collect protection fees. There are some small warlords in the mountains that I can't even count. The big warlords include the Wa State Army, the Eastern Allied Army, the 815th Army, the Mongla Army..."
There is no doubt that in places where war is raging, the people are the most miserable, poor and evil.
Especially women.
When the boss talked about this, he shook his head like a rattle and kept urging us to leave here and not to be tricked by others.
I thanked him for his kindness, paid and left the restaurant.
At the same time, I also learned from him that the few energetic young men who came to collect protection money from me live nearby.
He usually likes to sneak around, tease women from good families, and even eats the king's meal.
Like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it.
But no one dared to fight.
Because the father of one of the spirited young men is a local rich man.
There are more than a dozen black bodyguards at home, and they have guns and money. How dare you, an ordinary citizen, mess with them?
As for the local small warlord, as long as you pay him the protection fee on time, he won't care what you do.
If you have money, everything is easy to talk about, and it can also serve as a protective umbrella.
No money, dead, dead.
This is reality, so cruel that you don’t want to face it.
But I have to face it.
When we returned with the food, we saw a few men sitting at the door looking around from a distance.
Seeing us coming, they immediately stood up and greeted humbly, "Boss, we just went back to eat."
"It's okay, people are like iron rice and steel. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work."
I smiled and quickly asked Bayi to open the iron door.
"Boss, did those people run away just now?"
"Um."
A man said cautiously: "Boss, next time they come, you have to pay some protection money. Oh, otherwise they will cause trouble every day."
I said unconvinced: "I'm not a philanthropist, why should I give him money for free?"
