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Hongmao is a city that, to use an old saying, is both old and young.
The ancient one is its history. The establishment of cities and counties can be traced back to the Yuan and Ming Dynasties in the history books; the young one is the name "Hongmao", which lasted only ten years.
Ten years ago, her last name was "Qishui".
"Qi" means blue-black, so it is self-evident what "Qishui" means.
Therefore, "Qishui City", also known as "Hongmao City", is actually built along the river and formed by water.
And now, Li Changan "stands" on this Qishui River.
In other words, according to the location on a certain mobile phone map, Li Changan, a landlubber, was riding the waves in the river in the middle of the night.
The Taoist grinned.
Look around.
Residential buildings of different heights, a mix of old and new, divide the city into countless intricate maze-like alleys. Li Changan was in it, and all he saw was the narrow high walls on both sides, and a strip of red night sky sandwiched between the high walls.
Ahead, at the end of another ladder sill, the tungsten lamp emits dim light, reflecting the cowhide fresh advertisements on the wall, the reflection of sewage in the recesses of the floor tiles, the mice scurrying by on the cables overhead, and the vomiting man lying at his feet. There was a drunken man sleeping soundly in the room.
"Teacher, teacher." (an honorific title for middle-aged and elderly men in Chengdu and Chongqing)
The drunkard muttered a few times, and his white belly bulged in the puddle of something that was hard to describe.
"Well……"
Li Changan wisely decided not to disturb others.
…………
The Taoist priest also visited this small town for the first time.
Since it was not far from his hometown, he had heard a little about this city. About ten years ago, due to the geographical conditions of Qishui, there were many mountains and forests but little farmland. Apart from one waterway, the transportation was not very convenient, so it has been holding back the province's economic development.
But then a company called "Red Mao Liquor" suddenly emerged and drove local development. Therefore, "Qishui City" became "Hongmao City", and of course there were Hongmao Bridge, Hongmao Square, Hongmao Building, Hongmao Education Park...
This past event is obviously a legend that is talked about among the local people.
But for Li Changan, apart from the fact that there are more medicinal wine advertisements in the city, there is really nothing special about him. The first time I got out of the car, I saw familiar slopes and hills; what I heard in my ears were the local accents with the flavor of salt and pepper. It seemed that I was not in another city, but taking a walk after dinner and walking to another community.
But gradually, Li Changan noticed something weird about this city.
Some residents of the city seemed to take a different interest in him, an outsider. Although the young man who secretly photographed him behaved more prominently, he was not an isolated case. He had long noticed that there would always be veiled glances and even sneaky shots from certain corners of the crowd.
When did it start?
Li Changan thought about it carefully.
Was it after Yuan Xiaochuan broke up? No, it should have been earlier, when they met Yuan Xiaochuan.
The reason.
Is it Xiang Jizhen and the others who are still lingering? What trouble did Yuan Xiaochuan cause? Or is it something special about the city itself?
Taoist priests don't know.
But no matter what, he had no interest in watching animals under the spotlight, so he found an opening and went into a dark alley to take a detour back to the hotel where he was staying.
However.
The Taoist priest obviously underestimated the intricate urban construction of the small town and overestimated the business capabilities of a certain mobile phone map.
No.
One was accidentally "arranged" into the river.
The Taoist priest put his cell phone in his pocket and ate most of the kebabs.
have to.
Just ask someone for directions.
Just in time.
There was a commotion from the corner deep in the alley.
…………
Just like most young people in their twenties with nothing to do, they imagine themselves as a writer.
Most bastards (gangsters) who dropped out of school at the age of seventeen or eighteen will also brag about being a gangster.
But Fang Duner is different. He stubbornly believes that he is either a gangster or a gangster, and he is considered a well-organized gangster. Because gangsters have to go to jail, while gangsters will only be detained.
So he gave up the black suit issued by the company and stubbornly kept a colorful hair on his square head.
But although Sha Matt is good, the "bangs" are a bit annoying.
Therefore, even though the fat middle-aged man opposite smiled timidly and flatteringly, he still felt that it was particularly dazzling because when he blocked this bastard just now, his hair went into the corner of his eyes and his toe accidentally hit the corner of the wall.
"You're just kidding me."
He raised his hand and slapped the other person to the ground. Then, the gangsters around him immediately swarmed up and greeted him like raindrops with punches and kicks.
This middle-aged man was quite experienced and did not resist. He just shrank his body, kept his head, and howled at the top of his lungs like a slaughtering pig.
"Help! Kill! Help! Kill!"
This is not without purpose.
Probably because, just a dozen meters away, the exit of this alley is a Binjiang Road. Even standing in this lane, you can see the sparkling waves on the river and feel the cool river breeze. It was not too late, and there were indeed many people passing by enjoying the cool weather.
But……
Fang Duner only stared.
"Anyuan Security Company is doing business, and irrelevant personnel should not meddle in other people's business."
Attracted by the sound, the men, women, and children who poked their heads around the alley immediately dispersed.
You see, this is the benefit of having an organization. In school, if you extort five or six yuan, you have to worry about the other party reporting it to the teacher. Now if you catch someone and beat them up, you don’t have to worry about someone calling the police.
But suddenly, the cry for help suddenly weakened a lot.
Fang Dun'er looked down and was furious.
There is a little yellow-haired guy with red eyes, saying hello to people's heads.
"What to do?!"
He pushed the boy and cursed.
"Be careful where you step, kid!"
Therefore, what he hates the most is taking these children on field trips. Their heads are congested and they don't know how to deal with them. If you are beaten to death, you will go to jail, and if you are disabled, you will be compensated. Don’t you know such a simple truth? !
He left the beating team with some annoyance, walked to the crossing, squatted down, ordered a soft Chinese root, took a nice sip, took out his cell phone, clicked on the calculator, and muttered something.
"The basic salary is 4,500 yuan a month, 1,000 yuan for one field trip, and 6,500 yuan for two outings this month. The dead old woman needs 2,000 yuan for medical expenses, and the living expenses of the younger brothers and sisters are 1,000 and 2,000 yuan each. I save 500 yuan every month. Yuan, the wedding gift from my uncle’s house is 200 yuan, the new skin is 300 yuan, and Xiaomei’s birthday gift is 500 yuan... Oh my god, it can’t be given away for free. A meal of spicy hotpot is 40 yuan, and a house is 40 yuan. It costs 20 yuan to buy a condom.”
He pressed the "=" sign, and the number he finally got stung his little heart deeply.
"Say! I will eat instant noodles again next month."
He was complaining about the low salary and the high cost of supporting his family. Suddenly, a pair of Crocs appeared in front of him.
His habit is to say:
"Anyuan Security Company is doing business, and irrelevant personnel should not meddle in other people's business."
But.
"Click."
The sound of photography was accompanied by flashes of light.
Is there anyone in Hongmao City who doesn't give face to the company?
He raised his head in surprise and saw a young man wearing big underpants, grilling skewers in one hand and casually taking photos with his mobile phone in the other. When he saw him looking over, he lowered the lens and took a picture of him.
Hey.
Fang Dun'er almost laughed angrily.
"Can't you understand human language?!"
The young man nodded upon hearing this.
Not taking pictures anymore.
Damn it.
Changed the camera!
Ah.
Below Dun'er finally laughed out loud.
It's good to act bravely. Just let me, "Haochijie Fang Shiyu", let you see the dangers of society.
He smashed the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up in a flash, raised his hand to grab the young man's mobile phone, but it was a false move, and his vaginal leg was quietly kicked out with a single blow from his foot.
However.
This kick didn't have enough time to reach.
Fang Dun'er's eyes suddenly felt like the world was spinning. Immediately, with a "pop", his forehead hit the floor tiles, and the sewage in the gaps between the tiles splashed up, covering his face.
Inexplicably, he was turned around and lay down in front of the young man with his butt raised.
Immediately afterwards.
A wave of heart-wrenching pain came from the spanking, which reminded people of the fear of being dominated by needles as a child.
Fang Dun'er let out an "ouch" on the spot and rolled and crawled out for about ten steps.
When he looked back with tears in his eyes, he saw a skewer inserted into the left side of his buttocks.
"puff……"
I don’t know who couldn’t hold back the smile.
Anyway, his square face turned from green to white, from white to red, and from red to black.
"Smile like a hammer. Kill him for me!"
………………
Li Changan asked himself that after returning to the living world, he felt much calmer.
At least in the ancient world, if he caught a villain doing evil things, the stick in his hand would probably be aimed at the throat instead of the buttocks.
But Li Changan is Li Changan after all.
When a group of gangsters came up from the opposite side, one of them, who had only a few hairs on his lips and was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, took out a folding knife. Although his posture was still leisurely, there was a sharp flash in his eyes.
This little bastard with a knife didn't know how to fight, so he just stabbed at random with the switchblade in his hand.
The Taoist priest picked up a skewer, picked it up and down, and quickly passed around the edge of the knife. The tip of the bamboo skewer dug into the opponent's tendons. He immediately couldn't hold the folding knife in his hand. He patted it lightly and let go. And out.
Immediately afterwards, Li Changan rushed forward, punched him all over the face, grabbed a yellow hair, threw him against the wall, and then pressed his right hand that had previously taken out the knife...
"ah!"
A scream.
The bamboo stick actually passed through the palm of his hand and sank into the masonry, nailing his palm to the wall.
Li Changan did not stop, and immediately stepped aside, and the flying kick of the sneak attacker behind him hit the wall firmly. Before he could hold his feet and cry out for pain, Li Changan pushed him against the wall.
"Pfft."
Another palm "specimen" is freshly released.
then.
The second, the third, the fourth, the fifth.
When Li Changan nailed everyone's palms to the wall, the little bastard holding the knife didn't know where the ferocity came from. He endured the severe pain and pulled out his palm, then took out a spring knife and held on When the Taoist priest turned his back, he stabbed Li Changan in the waist.
Fortunately, these peaceful days have not dampened Li Changan's vigilance.
The Taoist priest had eyes on the back of his head. He grabbed his knife-holding wrist with his backhand, grabbed the back of his head with his other hand, and slammed him against the wall.
Just right.
That direction was where Xiao Zapi had pulled out his palm before, and the half of the bamboo stick was still on the wall.
This moment.
The little bastard could only watch the bamboo stick magnify infinitely in his eyes, and it was about to penetrate his eyeballs and stir into his brain.
At this time, the force coming from the back of the head suddenly deflected.
His head hit the wall hard against the bamboo stick.
…………
It's hundreds of words long, but it only takes about a minute.
Fang Dun'er spent his whole life's willpower and finally pulled out the bamboo stick. He gritted his teeth and turned around, vowing to insert the bamboo stick back intact.
However... he looked at the scene in front of him blankly... All the gangsters under his command were holding their wrists and wailing. Only the little yellow-haired boy stood stupidly, with some unknown liquid dripping from his crotch. And the person he wanted to take revenge on was slowly nibbling on the last skewer.
To be honest, at this moment, there was only one thing in his mind: Thirty-six strategies, taking the best option.
But whether you are a gangster or a gangster, if you want to make a living, you must have basic professional ethics. For example, at this time... he looked at the wailing younger brothers, then looked at the bamboo stick in Li Changan's hand, threw away the stick in his hand with a sad face, raised his tortoise punch, and rushed forward "heroically".
Of course, the familiar world spins and the familiar butt hurts.
He looked back with tears, it was good, this time it was inserted into the right buttocks, aligned.
Fortunately, the other party made no further moves. When the younger brothers fled back one by one, Fang Duner breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just wait! If you offend our Anyuan Security Company, you will offend the entire Hongmao City. Neither the black nor the right will let you go!"
After saying these harsh words, he quickly took his younger brothers to Rufeng.
…………
The Taoist priest watched them leave, completely unfazed by their threat.
at this time.
The beaten man also groaned and stood up while holding on to the wall.
"Teacher, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."
The man raised his head, revealing a face full of bruises. He wanted to smile at Li Changan, but as soon as the corners of his mouth cracked, he gasped and had to straighten his face and say thank you.
Then, he tried to take a few steps, but he staggered and almost lost his footing and fell to the ground. Thanks to the Taoist priest's quick eyesight and quick hands, he stepped forward to steady him.
He thanked him again, but this time, Li Changan's eyes looked a little strange.
When he got closer, he realized that this man actually smelled of magic.
"Sorry." The man said calmly. "My feet seem a little..."
"It's okay."
Li Changan had a meaningful smile on his face.
"Is your house far away? I will do my best to send you back."
