To Be Alive (Volume 3) Chapter 9: Living Up to the Afterlife (2)

There's more to life than meets the eye, you also have poetry and distance, beer and soup, fried chicken and crayfish, burgers and fries. All the food is the elixir that heals every lost soul, in this stressful and tedious world, please love yourself deeply.

Chen Yang watched Chen Dong slowly accept his new gift, and he was very happy in his heart. When he watched Chen Dong from upstairs and downstairs carefully wiping his beloved car with a rag, Chen Yang always had a deep sense of satisfaction in his heart, where did this satisfaction come from, Chen Yang himself couldn't tell.

It's another weekend, Chenyang went to the police station in Chendong just after work in the afternoon, but found that the people in and out of the police station today were pointing at him and talking about something in a whisper. Before Chen Yang had time to doubt, he saw Chen Dong walk out dejectedly.

"Brother Chendong, what's wrong today?Why are you so depressed, is something happening?" Chenyang looked at Chendong.

Chen Dong stroked his hair flattened by the hat, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Actually, it's nothing, Chenyang, I was reported." This morning, the inspectors and discipline inspection commissions of the city bureau have already come to talk to me. ”

"Ah, how could it be, Brother Chendong, how could you be reported, and you didn't do anything, this is simply impossible!" Chen Yang began to really wonder at this time.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that someone reported me that I had an extra Wrangler in my name for no reason, thinking that my current salary and economic conditions would not be able to buy a Wrangler, so they reported me for corruption. Chen Dong said angrily.

"Why don't you tell them, this is my birthday gift to you, how can they let them wronged you for no reason? Brother Chendong. Chen Yang was very angry.

Chen Dong smiled, walked to the Wrangler in the yard and patted the car door, and said with a wry smile: "What they reported is that you bribed me, and I charged you protection money, so you bought me this Wrangler." ”

"Why are these people like this, Brother Chendong, you are waiting here, I will go in and find them to theorize. Chenyang turned around and wanted to enter the police station.

"Hey, Chenyang, don't go, you go in and explain to them can only deepen their misunderstanding of me, it's meaningless. Chen Dong said to Chen Yang from behind.

Chen Yang stopped, was silent for a long time, turned his head to Chen Dong with a forced smile, and said, "Brother Chendong, then don't think about it so much, let's go to dinner together." ”

Chendong agreed, drove Chenyang to a small alley that Chenyang had never been to, and found a hot pot restaurant.

This hot pot restaurant is located on the inside of a small alley, and there are many noisy tourists and vendors, and the business is very good, and there is an endless stream of people who come in to eat hot pot. As the heat of the hot pot slowly rose, Chen Yang felt that his mood had improved. Chen Dong took out a lighter and groped all over his body but couldn't find a cigarette.

Chen Yang also rummaged through his pockets and found that he did not have any cigarettes. Only then did he smile and said to Chen Dong: "Brother Chen Dong, you can order food first, I'll go out and find a store to buy a box of cigarettes." ”

"Forget it, Chenyang, let's go buy cigarettes after eating. Chendong spoke.

"It's okay, I'll go out and look for it, and if I can't find the store I'll be back. Chen Yang took out his wallet and held it in his hand, got up and walked out of the door of the hot pot restaurant.

The streets are full of people coming and going, and the streets are congested with water. Chen Dong looked up and looked around for the traces of the store, while quickly avoiding the crowd and walking forward. To his disappointment, there were no shop signs on the streets, most of them were small shops selling local produce and dry goods.

Chen Dong searched and searched, only to see a big black man on the side of the street, a tall and thin vendor holding a large cardboard box, selling cigarettes to passers-by. Chen Yang exhaled, quickly walked up to the vendor and said, "Bring me a box of Yuxi, soft packed." As he spoke, he handed out a twenty-yuan bill from his wallet, Chen Dong especially likes to smoke Yuxi, and Chen Yang remembered it in his heart.

"Okay, wait a minute. The peddler quickly rummaged through the box, took out a box of soft packets Yuxi handed it to Chenyang, and took the twenty yuan bill.

"No need to look for it. Chen Yang turned his head and began to walk back, tearing open Yuxi's outer packaging and tin foil as he went, took out one and lit it in his mouth, and took a sip. A spicy and pungent mist came out of Chenyang's mouth and nose, choking him with snot and tears. This is a fake cigarette! Chen Yang immediately tasted that the smell of this cigarette was wrong, but before he could go to the vendor, he found that the vendor was already standing in front of him with a large cardboard box.

"Yours, this cigarette ......" Before Chen Yang could speak, he was interrupted by the hawker's words: "Okay, you actually gave me a fake money and deliberately bullied us businessmen?"

"How can my money be fake money, even if you sell me fake cigarettes, you still dare to say that my money is the price. "Chen Yang is angry and doesn't fight anywhere.

"Hey, what do I mean by me, just give me fake money, and even say that my cigarettes are fake cigarettes, are you here to find fault, brothers! "The peddler was aggressive, and called out four or five young people around him, and he knew at a glance that he was a thug on the street.

"You, what are you going to do?" Chen Yang was nervous and slowly stepped back.

"What are you doing, beating you! If I don't beat you today, you may not know how many eyes Lord Ma has, brothers! The peddler had already put down the cardboard box he was holding, and pointed to Chenyang who was slowly retreating with one hand, and the thugs next to him rushed up, and the sticks in his hands all rushed up to Chenyang's body.

Chen Yang's body was already thin, how could he withstand such a beating, and he was quickly knocked to the ground, his hands tightly protecting his head, and he kept rolling on the ground. The people around quickly formed a huge encirclement here, watching quietly.

The sharp pain coming from Chen Yang's body made his brain begin to become clear, and he rolled desperately, finally finding a broken stone brick from the ground.

"Ouch!" Chen Yang saw the opportunity and slapped the head of one of the thugs who hit him the hardest, and the thugs held their heads and screamed, and the blood on their foreheads slowly flowed out. Several thugs next to him laughed when they saw this, and they all laughed at the thugs who were leaning against the bricks.

The gangster who was hit by the brick was annoyed and ashamed, and actually pulled out a fruit knife from his waist, stared at Chen Yang viciously, and stabbed the knife at Chen Yang's chest with a stride. Chen Yang closed his eyes tightly, panicking in his heart.

The "poof" knife pierced in, and blood splattered on Chenyang's face. But it wasn't him who was injured, Chen Meng Yang opened his eyes, and the person lying on top of him was Chen Dong who came to the rescue, and Chen Dong had a shiny fruit knife on his back shoulder.

"You, you, who are you, how do you like to be nosy. The peddler stammered.

Chen Dong didn't answer his question, but with a bowl of hind legs, a sturdy and beautiful back whip leg, he put the little thug who drew the knife at his feet, and his jaw bone seemed to be kicked and dislocated. Then he stood up and threw a hook into the face of the other thug, knocking him out sharply. In = grabbing the shoulders of a thug who was about to run, twisting his waist was a throw, and he was put to the ground.

The big black peddler shouted in shock, "No. I didn't see it, come, come, come, you are still a practitioner, you wait for Lao Tzu. After the peddler finished speaking, he actually took out a machete from his back and slashed towards Chendong quickly.

"Horn!" A crisp gunshot dispersed the crowd of onlookers, and the alley suddenly became chaotic. The peddler still stood there, but his eyes were wide and shocked, looking at the bullet hole in his chest, and the blood was still pouring out piece by piece, like a spring.

Chen Dong knelt and held the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was still floating with a faint blue smoke......