Several people blinked and were stunned, looked at Jin Feng all of a sudden, and immediately shouted: "I'll fuck your mother." Damn!"

"Flatten him!"

Several young men rushed forward and beat Jin Feng violently.

Jin Feng picked it up in front of him, raised his foot and knee and knocked him down. One jumped on the spot and kicked sideways, knocking the other man flying hard against the roller shutter.

He grabbed the other wrist with a backhand and twisted it hard, kicking his rib with his left heel.

Five people at the scene suddenly fell and four fell.

The remaining one looked at Jin Feng blankly, the small dagger in his hand was stunned and didn't dare to stab it, completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Can you speak well now?"

Before the warm-up was over, Jin Feng picked up the royal oak tree that had broken its strap.

"Boy, you, you're dead, you dare to provoke our Heavenly Alliance......"

"There's kind of you're waiting. You wait. ”

The sports watch in his hand hit the man's eyes, and the young man immediately covered his eyes and lay down. Blood oozed from between his fingers in an instant.

"Get out!"

The five people struggled to help each other get into the car and get out, Jin Feng ignored the stunned eyes of the neighbors, turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle." Looks like you're running away?"

"You didn't go to the stall the day before yesterday. Hurt me to run in vain. That's your fault. ”

"If you take my deposit, you will fulfill your obligations. It's integrity. ”

The old man looked at Jin Feng tremblingly, remembering Jin Feng's whirlwind shot just now, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

"I ......"

"I ...... I can't refund your deposit, and the money is ......."

Jin Feng's face sank, and the old man hurriedly said: "The medals are all there, they are all there." I've picked them all. ”

Jin Feng didn't want to know about the grudge between the stall owner and Tianmeng. Just take your own stuff.

A few bags of medals at the door were packed up and handed to Jin Feng, and then when he entered the house, the stall owner took down a few hemp bags of medals from the tin house on the third floor.

In the seaside city of Gao Xiong, where can the medals that have been worn out for decades be stored, can withstand the invasion of wind and rain.

A few days ago, the typhoon and rain swept away a large area of the tin house on the third floor, and these bags were even more swollen, and there are still half pockets of rainwater to this day.

As soon as the bag was opened, the water flooded the ground, and those rusty and mottled medals made Jin Feng feel distressed for a while.

The stall owner's uncle hurriedly picked up the medals and picked out the medals that met Jin Feng's conditions one by one according to Jin Feng's requirements.

The whole room was full of five large snakeskin pockets of various medals, and there were no less than 20,000 medals.

"Forget it. Don't pick. I've got all of that. ”

"All your veterans' relics, whatever they are. I'm going to do it all. ”

Hearing this, Uncle Liao shuddered, looked at Jin Feng in a daze, and trembled all over.

Jin Feng silently squatted on the ground and handed the old man a cigarette, and wiped each medal clean next to each other.

Jin Feng has seen medals more than once. domestic and foreign, and two or three centuries ago.

When the demon capital saw those big hairy medals, Jin Feng was not touched, but these medals in front of him made him feel endless.

The medal is an affirmation and an honor for soldiers.

Every medal is a living life, the only evidence left in this world.

Thinking that the big hairy people who were so powerful that even the First Empire trembled back then were finished, in order to survive and survive, these honors that were regarded as priceless treasures by the veterans of the big hairy were thrown into the garbage heap of history as garbage.

And now, these medals in front of me are a copy of Da Maozi back then.

History, how strikingly similar.

"Veterans don't die, you will only slowly disappear. ”

Reading this sentence in a low voice, Jin Feng's heart was also tingling.

"Come with me. I'll find you a good place to go. ”

While wiping the medals, he asked the old man about the stories of these medals, and slowly savored the dusty history of the year.

A total of 1.2 million troops fled to the island in defeat. Among them, a large part of the low-level soldiers were strong men captured from the southeast, central and southern provinces.

Many of these low-level soldiers won't even fire a gun when they get here. lived in the most humble military shed and spent more than ten years in the military.

On the one hand, there are three wives and four concubines of middle and high-ranking officers, and on the other hand, there are low-level soldiers who are forbidden to retire from the army and never get married.

After these soldiers were discharged, they were arranged to build a large passage through the north and south of Baodao Province.

This was the most difficult project at that time, and it was no less difficult than the heavenly road of the snowy pearl. Hundreds of veterans are buried there.

When the road and railway were completed, these low-level soldiers were randomly arranged to farm on both sides of the road.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, without relatives, lonely.

These low-level soldiers never married until they died of old age.

It was only after the 90s that veterans were allowed to return to the mainland to visit their families. Fifty years have passed, and the family members are either unable to find them or dead.

Some veterans were lucky enough to find their relatives and return to their hometowns to settle down, while others had no relatives in their hometowns and had to return to the treasure island.

When these veterans slowly grew old and passed away, and there was no group to care about them anymore, they spontaneously organized and liaison, and agreed that whoever walked last would be responsible for taking care of the aftermath for their comrades-in-arms and fellow villagers in front.

That's how these medals in the hands of the stall owner Uncle Liao came about.

According to Uncle Liao's account, at the beginning, he was only responsible for the aftermath of his uncles and uncles, and he originally thought about throwing away those medals, but later out of compassion, these medals were retained.

Later, the uncles and uncles almost died, but Uncle Liao found a huge business opportunity.

When I was in contact with those veterans. He found that these lonely veterans, who had no children and no daughters, had a lot of savings.

Think about it too. The veterans have no children, no daughters, no marriage, no money for a place to live, and little money for food. Although the salary is not high, the income is not much, but it has accumulated for decades, and it is also a large asset.

Uncle Liao, who discovered this business opportunity, set up a veteran service organization. Specializing in the aftermath of veterans.

Those who want to be sent back to the mainland for burial will be sent back, and those who want to be buried on Treasure Island will be buried on Treasure Island, fulfilling the last wishes of the veterans.

The Shenzhou bloodline does not pay attention to life, but it attaches the most importance to death.

For them, money can be used in life, and it is paper after death. Someone who can help him take care of the aftermath and fulfill his wishes, no matter how much money he spends, he is willing.

Uncle Liao's service organization is booming, and many veterans in Baodao Province voluntarily come to the door, plus this person has experience, and the veterans' money continues to flow into his pocket

Many veterans even handed over all the money to Uncle Liao before their deaths, just hoping to fulfill their wishes after death.

Uncle Liao, who committed adultery, started the business after the death of the veteran, and made a lot of money in those years.

He is a descendant of veterans, and he has more or less affection for veterans. In addition, they made a lot of money, and the relics and letters of the veterans were also preserved.

After listening to Uncle Liao's story silently, Jin Feng lit a cigarette and immersed himself in the smoke: "Later, you were defeated." That's the idea for these veterans' relics?"

"You're human!?"

I was just scared by the threats of the Heavenly Alliance gangsters, and I was scared away by Jin Feng's divine power that killed him in five seconds, and now he was poked in the heart by Jin Feng's words, Uncle Liao sat on the ground with his buttocks, and cried bitterly.

Uncle Liao is really as Jin Feng said. After the death of a large number of veterans, the business of his veteran service organization plummeted, and he was forced to transform, and then several ventures failed and suffered countless losses.

When he was at his poorest, he even thought of jumping off a building.

It didn't take long for this man to find a way to make money from the veterans.

One day, while visiting the antique market, he accidentally discovered another business opportunity.

It didn't take long for him to come to Gao Xiong to start a stall business, specializing in selling the relics of veterans.

He made a lot of money in those years. The relics of the veterans were collected and sold in good value, and the worthless ones were discarded in the old houses in the countryside in the central part of the country.

Now, these worthless old things have gradually gained a market with the passage of time.

Over the years, Uncle Liao has relied on the relics of these veteran uncles and uncles to support himself. I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~