Lu Xun said: If you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence.

When the peaceful life is ruthlessly torn apart, what kind of earth-shattering changes will happen Shang Yang doesn't know, he is not in the mood to sell fruit at all this day, and his mind is full of thoughts about what he should do, what he should do, and what the future should be. Who is that woman, who is that man.

Ding San's working hours are from 9 to 10 p.m.

Shang Yang turned off the fruit stall at eight o'clock, thought about it, or sent a message to his mother "go out to play, rest assured" and then slowly marched to the destination, Linshui County is not big, according to the normal walking speed, half an hour is enough to cross the north and south of the county, he walked slowly, and came to the destination after half an hour.

This is the edge of the county, that is, the legendary urban-rural junction.

In the small county town where young people have fled, the main roads in the county are not as lively as before, let alone here, the dim and yellow street lamps are just a big place to illuminate the slap of a monk for a day, and sometimes the value can not be reflected overnight.

The road surface is a cement road that has been in disrepair for many years, with potholes, and cars are reluctant to go inside.

Shang Yang turned a corner, and then continued to move forward one foot deep and one foot shallow, to his left was a ditch, about five or six meters deep, and the sound of gurgling water could be faintly heard, but don't think that the years are quiet, because the smell of the water is really disgusting, if it looks like a garbage river during the day.

On the right are rows of gates.

The yard is almost invisible in the door, all of them have been built, and the simple houses that have been in disrepair for many years, some of them have collapsed, full of ruins and broken walls, the county expanded and said that it would be demolished, showing a piece of land to build houses, and then the thunder and rain were small, and it was gone, which really made a group of people rejoice.

I hadn't paid much attention to it before.

Shang Yang came back to his senses and suddenly found that the house on the right was dark and oppressive, and the lights were almost invisible, and the couplets from the New Year pasted on the door were flapping and slapping under the action of the night wind, making a rattling sound.

What the is this place?

Shang Yang unconsciously felt a cold wind on his back down his spine, he didn't think he was a timid person, but whoever was bold would not go to the cemetery in the middle of the night to prove it.

Can someone here afford to work for a thousand eight an hour?

He couldn't help but have questions in his mind, most of the people here are migrant workers, and they didn't borrow less money to build houses on the land, and there is no one who is starved to death in this society, but if you want to say that there can be rich and noble people here, you won't believe it if you die, he stopped and looked forward, only a family more than ten meters away was lit up, if nothing else, there should be the destination.

It's all here, you have to go and see it!

Shang Yang comforted himself in his heart, and then he still walked forward with some apprehension in his heart, walked to the door and did not go in, but looked inside along the window, pulled the curtains, there was no gap, could not observe the situation inside, retracted his gaze, and looked around, the quiet suburbs were inaccessible, and the surrounding darkness was pressing, and he poked his ears over again, to listen to the wind and grass inside, unfortunately, there was still no sound at all, he frowned slightly, and a lot of bad thoughts unconsciously appeared in his mind, not that he originally thought, but that people would think like this in this environment。

Just as he was hesitating, he heard a "creak".

The door next to it was opened.

Startled him, he quickly straightened up and looked at the door warily.

Just look at a thin old man in a suit walking out of the door, not tall, should be less than one meter seven, a little bowed, his hair is not too dense, long face, even if the light is unknown, you can see that his left eye is black, he should have been beaten, and the old man also noticed Shang Yang for the first time.

The two were less than two meters apart, and they were both looking at each other, looking at each other.

After more than ten seconds, the old man finally pulled his body out of the door completely, and took the initiative to say, "What are you doing?"

Shang Yang was stunned, this word was still very unfamiliar to him, and he didn't know how Ding Sansan usually communicated, but since the other party asked, he still had to agree, nodded slightly, and said, "Do the work... After looking for a long time, I didn't dare to confirm whether it was here, and I was trying to call to contact you, and you came out when you were old..."

Shang Yang spoke very politely, and the experience summed up by selling fruits is: repeat customers are very important.

"That's right, my family is the only one on this street."

The old man was very kind, walked over with his hands raised, and said with a smile: "My surname is Zhou, you can call me Uncle Zhou, since you are here, come in, there are many mosquitoes outside, come early, the young man is good, we have to prepare first, change into uniforms..."

Uncle Zhou shook hands and turned his head to clean up.

Shang Yang's heart suddenly lifted, and he had a trace of inexplicable premonition, and suddenly remembered what Ding Sannian said today, the other party wants to be male, young and strong... One thousand eight an hour, it's not that Shang Yang is willing to think about some aspects, but how can there be such a high salary for normal work?

Especially this old man's inexplicable enthusiasm, looking at his appearance, he always feels that he has captured his prey.

The shriveled body, coupled with the dark eye sockets and the stereotypical clothes, resembles the legendary... Scapegoat!

To go in or not to go in?

Shang Yang stood still.

Uncle Zhou had already walked into the door, and found that he hadn't followed up, so he stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at Shang Yang's appearance, and knew that he was worried in his heart, smiled awkwardly, and said with relief: "Young man, don't be afraid, let's see if you can do it first, if you can't do it, I don't have a problem with turning around and leaving, I'm still worried, you just keep talking and walk in, and tell him the location..."

"It's fine!"

Shang Yang waved his hand, and his heart was calm in an instant, he was a big man, and he was not a big man, he was afraid of a wool, and he would come out if he couldn't do the work inside, if the other party looked good... I just vent it...

Of course, no money.

The nature of asking for money has changed.

Then he walked in with Uncle Zhou, entered the house, and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him, there were all kinds of posters in the room, these posters all had a common feature, all men... Muscle Man... Topless... The lines are clear... Most of them are foreign faces, and it is impossible to tell whether they are handsome or not.

Shang Yang's mind buzzed, his physical fitness really didn't have to say, a sack full of melon seeds and a hundred catties could be thrown on his shoulder when he picked it up, and he didn't have eight-pack abs on his body, six pieces still existed, and the watermelon would definitely be broken if he was slapped down.

However, compared with these strong men on the poster, there is still a gap.

swallowed his saliva, and said with a slight tremble: "Uncle Zhou... If you want this kind of physical fitness, I may not be able to reach it, you look at that black man, his arms are almost as thick as my head, and his physical strength and impact power can't be compared... Otherwise..."

Shang Yang never thought that he would be cowardly, but there were some gaps that had to be admitted.

Uncle Zhou was about to pass through this room and open another door next to him, but when he heard his words, he suddenly stopped, looked at the black man he said, and after being stunned for two seconds, he laughed out loud and said, "If I can invite him, it would be good if I could invite him, that black man's name is Tyson, the world boxing champion, don't say you can't invite him, you don't dare to invite if you can, and you will be killed with one punch..."

Shang Yang looked at the poster again, no wonder it was familiar.

He just retracted his gaze, just as Uncle Zhou opened the door in front of him, and the scene in front of him suddenly made Shang Yang stunned, in that door is a hall, the simple rooms here are all built on the original yard, so the area is very large, there is a boxing ring in this hall, about 20 centimeters above the ground, surrounded by belts, at first glance it is no different from a professional boxing ring, but you can vaguely see that the boxing ring is padded with red bricks, the belt is wrapped in red rope, and the most ordinary red belt can be seen from the exposed gap.

The important thing is that there is a person standing in the boxing ring, male, short hair, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Uncle Zhou, but his body is very different, his height is about one meter nine, barefoot, wearing boxer's pants on his lower body, naked on his upper body, boxing gloves on his hands, and braces in his mouth, he also saw Shang Yang through the door, his fists were fighting together, making a banging sound, his left leg kept shaking, and his eyes were extremely provocative.

"That's the job, can you do it?"

As Uncle Zhou spoke, he closed the door again, isolating the room covered with posters as an independent world, and walked back, without the smile just now, his face was full of sorrow, and he sighed and said: "Young man, don't be afraid, let's agree on an hour, you can insist on your own strength, of course, the longer the better, but half an hour, twenty minutes, Uncle Zhou has no opinion, there may be injuries, the danger is not very big, Uncle Zhou will stop it in time, if it is okay, let's change our clothes first?"

Shang Yang slowly retracted his senses, and then looked at Uncle Zhou's gaze, if nothing else, the black in his eyes was beaten by the man in the ring.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Uncle Zhou said a little anxiously: "Young man, just do my uncle a favor, my old arms and legs really can't stand his toss, so how about Uncle add two hundred or two thousand yuan to you and accompany him for a while?"

Shang Yang met his eyes full of anticipation, and for some reason, a sour feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, looking at the wrinkles on Uncle Zhou's face were so cute, and then looking at the ardent anticipation revealed in his eyes.

Without much hesitation, I thought about it and said, "It's still the original price......

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