In front of the house, Ali was still wearing a white gauze skirt and red underwear. She was holding a bottle of low-quality rice wine in her hand and shaking it at Jiang Jiahao.
That naughty smile, coupled with the blush on the cheeks, gives people an urge that they can't stop.
Jiang Jiahao shrugged and stepped aside to open the door.
It was Ali at this late hour. If it were anyone else, Jiang Jiahao would never let him in, and would kick him if he couldn't keep it safe.
"I haven't seen you back for a few days. I thought you were moving."
Ali entered the room, put the rice wine on the table, and naturally sat on the folding bed, crossing her legs.
Inadvertently, a large expanse of white snow dazzled the eyes.
"I originally wanted to move, but when I thought about moving and losing sight of you, I decided not to move."
Jiang Jiahao closed the door, sat across from Ali, opened the rice wine and took a sip. It tasted a bit strong.
There was no cup in the room, so Ali didn't mind Jiang Jiahao blowing on the bottle.
She took the bottle from Jiang Jiahao's hand, took a sip, looked at the suit hanging on the wall, covered her mouth and chuckled.
"The jeans that were patched a week ago have now been replaced with suits?"
“Look at this material, it’s not cheap, right?”
"It's not bad. It's only more than three hundred yuan for an old craftsman to spin it."
Jiang Jiahao turned over and lay on the iron bed, resting his arms behind his head and staring at the ceiling boredly.
He didn't know why, but he always felt very relaxed when getting along with Ali, and the urgency in his heart was actually relieved a lot at this moment.
"Did you make money?"
"The inspector from Zihuatan has a scary name, right?"
"I don't understand, is it great?"
Ali seemed to understand, took another sip of rice wine, and handed the bottle to Jiang Jiahao.
Jiang Jiahao took the bottle of rice wine and took a big sip. He coughed because of the spicy taste. He turned his head and looked at Ali: "Aren't you Sister Lou?"
"What's going on outside? Someone is taking your business?"
"It's not about stealing business. Awang joined the Ax Gang. It is said that he is doing well and he plans to open a private prostitute in a row building."
"She mentioned it to me and wanted me to go over and help him, but I refused."
"I've had enough of serving some stinky men all day long. Wouldn't it be nice to have someone to replace me now?"
Ali laughed to herself and subconsciously covered her neck, but a little bruise was still exposed.
"The Ax Gang? Why are they everywhere? They are really haunting."
Jiang Jiahao put down the bottle of wine, came to Ali, pulled her arm away, and stroked the bruises on her neck.
"Did Awang make it?"
There was a hint of chill in Jiang Jiahao's eyes. When the original owner came to Pailou for the first time, he often had one meal before finishing one, thanks to Ali's constant help.
Although it is embarrassing to be a soft-boiler for a sister, this is the situation in this era, and the original owner can only be grateful to Ali in his heart.
He always thought about making money and wanted to take Ali out of the sea of suffering, but in the end he failed to fulfill his wish and died in the toilet alley.
Seeing Ali being bullied and inheriting all the memories of the original owner, Jiang Jiahao felt angry in his heart.
Ali took out her arm, did not hide it, and nodded.
"So you came to me for a drink tonight and chatting is just an excuse. The real purpose is to let me stand up for you?"
Jiang Jiahao looked down at Ali, staring at the white snow on Ali's chest, revealing her little thoughts, and the coldness in his words became even stronger.
It is true that he sympathizes with Ali's experience, and it is okay to be grateful to Ali, but he will never be a gun to be shot casually.
Ali was stunned, not daring to look directly into Jiang Jiahao's eyes. She wanted to stand up and hug Jiang Jiahao, but Jiang Jiahao pushed her back.
"Jiang Jiahao misses you. I will stand up for you no matter what. You don't have to act like this, it will only alienate us."
"Just wait in the house, I'll take care of Awang and take you away."
Jiang Jiahao glanced at Ali who was hesitant to speak, opened the door, listened to the humming in the corridor, and came to the dark place.
In the darkness, two figures were entangled endlessly. Just when their love was lingering, it was suddenly interrupted, and the man immediately glared at Jiang Jiahao.
"You guys continue."
Seeing that the man was not Awang, Jiang Jiahao turned around and left. The murderous look in his eyes scared the man so much that he did not dare to say a word.
Arriving at Awang's door, Jiang Jiahao turned the lock on the door and frowned slightly: "Not at home?"
At this moment, Feimi's laughter came from the stairs behind him, which was very sultry.
Awang went upstairs with his arms around him, and was stunned when he saw Jiang Jiahao standing in front of his house.
He raised his hand with a gold ring and pointed at Jiang Jiahao with a drunken look: "Jiang Jiahao, a good dog doesn't block the road, get out of here, or I will chop you with an axe."
After saying that, Awang pushed away the woman beside him, pulled out the ax from his lower back, and staggered towards Jiang Jiahao, with a fierce expression on his face.
"Brother Awang, you are so awesome. People like you so much."
"Brother Awang, you are so brave!"
When the two women saw Awang approaching Jiang Jiahao with an axe, not only did they not dissuade him, but they smiled coquettishly, adding to Awang's aura.
Awang raised the ax high, pointed at his crotch, and shook his head.
"Jiang, uh, Jiang Jiahao, in the past it was okay for you to bully me, but now I am a member of the Ax Gang. Have you ever heard of the Ax Gang? Killing you is as easy as crushing a bug."
"If you are wise, obediently, ugh, get under my crotch. I may make you rich in the future."
"See, I have a lot of money!"
He opened his coat and found rolls of banknotes inside, more than a dozen rolls in total.
"Go to the street, you've never seen so much money, hurry up, don't force me to chop you~ ugh!"
Awang shook his ax and was about to slap Jiang Jiahao on the face, but suddenly he was pressed between his eyebrows by the cold muzzle of the gun, with an indifferent expression on his face.
"Jiang Jiahao, you are getting more and more stupid. You even used a toy gun to scare me. Have you ever seen a real gun?"
Slapping the gun on his forehead, Awang looked back at the two women, raised his chin proudly, and swung the ax towards Jiang Jiahao.
"Stop on the street, since you don't have eyesight, I will teach you a lesson!"
"Finished?"
"Then tell me, are the bruises on Ali's neck caused by you?"
Jiang Jiahao turned sideways to avoid the axe, but Awang used too much force and fell forward and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
Glancing at the two girls watching the excitement, Awang felt humiliated, picked up the ax and rushed towards Jiang Jiahao.
"That stinky bitch is not riding for anyone. I asked her to sell it, but she still doesn't want to. I didn't beat her to death, so I guess she's lucky!"
"Why, you dickhead wants to stand up for her. Who do you think you are? How dare you challenge your Mr. Wang? I'll chop you to death!"
Facing Awang charging towards him brandishing an ax, Jiang Jiahao sidestepped and stumbled him with a sideways kick.
The ax flew away from his hand, spinning and landing in front of the two women, making them scream even more excitedly.
"Brother Awang, get up, get up, beat him to death!"
"Hopeless!"
He glanced at the two women coldly, secretly thinking that Awang's aesthetics were extremely poor!
Jiang Jiahao stepped on Awang's back, causing him to lie on the ground in pain and keep struggling.
He raised the butt of the small revolver and struck it down on Awang's left hand, one after another.
Miserable howls rang out in the dark night. Awang's left hand was bloody and bloody, and five fingers were smashed off by the butt of Jiang Jiahao's pistol.
"What the Ax Gang can do, I don't care if they are fat, who the hell are you!"
Using a pistol to wipe off the blood stains on Awang's shirt, Jiang Jiahao kicked Awang hard on the waist and pushed him into the corner, almost suffocating him.
When the two women on the side saw Jiang Jiahao staring at them, their faces turned pale with fright, and they turned around and ran away.
While running, he shouted: "Killing people~ killing people~"
