It's like this every time, when it comes to the business of grabbing points (black words, referring to pickpocketing cash), the little cubs are like eating loose and laxative pills, and they are all depressed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

You San was angry when he saw their virtue. He took the chopsticks upside down and hit them the cubs' heads one by one.

"Why don't you have any of you who are diligent and studious, if you want to be a Buddha, you have to think about technology, just eat and drink. Day by day I know how stupid ......"

You San began his tirade again, and the more the little cub listened, the more listless he became, like a flower under the sun.

At this time, the inch head interjected without warning. "Alas, big brother, I remember something......"

Leng Buding was interrupted, and You San looked even more unhappy. "There's a fart. ”

Cuntou shrunk his neck first, and then wiped his nose in hesitation and said, "Cheng Ye's name...... It seems like...... It's called Cheng Gong. Could it be the one that the kid just mentioned...... What kind of bow is that?"

You Sanyi shuddered. "Cheng Ye's name is Cheng Gong?"

Inch head took it for granted and nodded.

Why didn't you just say it!

You San scolded himself secretly, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

But at the same time, he also knew in his heart that not only could he not scold his head now, but he also had to pretend that he didn't care on the surface. Because he must not show his panic and troublesome army, otherwise he will lose his prestige and the team will not be able to lead it.

So, he had to squeeze out a smile like a toothache and stiffen his mouth. "Who is Cheng Ye? How can you know such a cub? Don't worry, there is no basket (local language, meaning no problem)......"

Seeing that he nodded noncommittally, he continued to eat and chew without heart and lungs with a shy face, and You San was so angry that his heart hurt. After he secretly wrote down a small account for the inch, he couldn't help muttering again.

The last time I had a ballast with Yongwai, it seemed that the big play at the front door (black language, big playmaster) Eight Forks seemed to be called Cheng Ye's "little bow". Can...... How can that kid compare with the eight forks? What kind of generation is the eighth master? Even Cheng Ye has to listen to the drink......

Yes, it can't be. But why is your heart so unsteady? Probably not? Really not? Will it be? Won't it?

You San's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't help but take out a cloth bag from the tight inside of his clothes. He opened it under the table and found a "steelmaking five yuan" with the phone number written on it from a wad of bills. Looking at the numbers in the upper left corner of the five yuan, he was distracted.

In fact, it is better to pay him back for these five yuan? But all the tickets he caught this morning were loose tickets, and it was really not easy to see a big ticket. …… Alas, it's really bad luck to meet this kid......

In fact, You San didn't know Cheng Ye's name, but it wasn't that he lacked heart. It's because of dealing with the rivers and lakes, fox friends often don't call each other names, just flower names. If the old cannon is even more so, just mentioning the nickname on the underworld will work.

However, it is precisely because of this that a special phenomenon has been created. That is, for the master who mixes in the scene, he only knows the nickname, but no one knows his real name. Even those who have known each other for more than ten years are the same. And this habitual unspoken rule seems to have tricked him this time.

You San contradicted himself in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he simply didn't want to think about it. He put his heart on the side and put five yuan into the cloth bag.

It's come to this, love whoever you want. What if that kid really knows Cheng Ye? Everyone is making money, why should I be angry?

Hmph, as long as you can earn a share of the money and pay on time, Cheng Ye can't find a mistake, this is the great reason!

Thinking of this, You San raised his head. At this time, he found that on the wine table, except for the little cub who only cared about stuffing loose beer into his mouth, the inch head and the big man stopped with chopsticks, and were looking at him in a daze, with a sense of inquiry in their eyes.

He quickly pretended to be indifferent and raised his glass.

"Come on,!"

Don't look at jumping up and down now, be careful about pulling the list in the future!

Hong Yanwu looked through the glass window and watched the thieves in the restaurant eating and drinking from a distance, and suddenly remembered Zhang Gazi's words.

How good is that? Today's events have completely proved a truth. Face is really not given by others, you have to earn it by yourself. Regime comes out of the barrel of a gun. Absolute.

To be honest, Hong Yanwu really wanted to cramp and peel this gang of thieves one by one. But he had enough time in his last life, and he couldn't afford to fold it in again. That's why he had to control the urge to do it and chose to leave the restaurant in ridicule.

However, he didn't really hold back. Just now, he didn't go far after leaving the restaurant, but blended into the crowd and pretended to leave, but secretly paid attention to his back. As soon as the little cub who came out to look around returned to the restaurant, he immediately turned around and came back again. His idea was to wait outside. As soon as the thieves finished eating and left, he waited for the opportunity to find a remote place and take care of everything safely.

To say that his luck is indeed not bad. Soon, he found such a good place to observe in the fork to the south of the restaurant. This is behind a tin house that stores sundries in the boiler room of the train station, that is, there are few leeward people, and from here, through the glass window of the restaurant, you can just see the back of the big man and the black face on the other side of the table.

But this kind of seemingly leisurely waiting, but the taste is not pleasant. Because it didn't take long for Hong Yanwu's stomach to protest loudly, "gurgling" non-stop. At the same time, the smell of food in the air suddenly became more enticing, and he unconsciously began to laugh.

He was really hungry. Not to mention that he was still a starving ghost when he was dying in his previous life, even today, when he traveled back, he also had no teeth in the morning. But he couldn't buy it when he was hungry? In fact, the money was not all stolen, a few steel jumpers were still in their trouser pockets, and there were three cents and three, which was enough money for the two of them to burn cakes. It's a pity that there are no food stamps, and restaurants don't sell them.

That's not all, when people are hungry, people always feel extremely cold, and Hong Yanwu soon shivered again. So, he began to try all kinds of ways to alleviate the cold, running and jumping, and constantly rubbing his hands and face and ears.

Nothing else, he was hoping that the thieves would come out quickly. It's a pity that it backfired, and through the glass, he actually saw Triangle Eye serve two loose beers on the table, which made him hate it so much.

"It's not over? When you're full, you're going to get it, what's the stupid drink? You don't practice in the afternoon? A few stupid kids. Originally, the craftsmanship was trendy, and it was not shipped even if it was drunk......"

In the midst of Hong Yanwu's secret scolding and jumping, a few thieves finally drank quite quickly, and a loose beer was soon exhausted.

At this time, the wind seemed to be a little lighter, and the sun turned a corner. Under the bright sun, Hong Yanwu's clothes began to become soft and warm, and the effect of his exercise for a while was obvious, and his body gradually became hotter.

Things seem to be developing in a good direction, which makes Hong Yanwu feel a lot better. It's just that after standing for a long time, he's really a little tired.

So, he rubbed his legs and squatted down to rest. Unexpectedly, he had just owe half of his body, but there was a long sound behind him.

"Ouch--Mom-what are you doing here!"

It was a middle-aged woman's voice, with a loud voice and a confident voice, no less than the volume shouted from the speaker.

As soon as Hong Yanwu turned around, behind him was a middle-aged fat aunt in her fifties, with a look of capturing prey on her face, and she was pointing at him with her arm representing justice. On the red armband on her right arm, there are three big bright white characters - inspector.

Hong Yanwu was confused, and the aunt then reprimanded again. "Young man, how are you here?"

Just this sound, Hong Yanwu's forehead was covered with white sweat at that time. He looked bitter and tightened, "I...... I...... Didn't you?"

"You're going to take off your pants. ”

"No, I...... I'm just tired and squatting for a while. ”

"Where is it not good to squat? Do you have to find such a place to carry people? You can't rest in the waiting room? I don't want you to go to the square? Such a big place can't accommodate you. ”

This more serious aunt recognized that Hong Yanwu was going to do something to bury him. Sentence by sentence, step by step, he really ran out of words. And it is precisely because of his incomprehension that the aunt thinks that he is even more sharp-eyed.

"Alright. I've seen a lot of you. Lao Ta'er (local language, referring to the peasant nickname) went into the city, wearing a velvet, wearing a felt hat, tying hemp rope around his waist, buying a bottle of soda, not knowing how to return the bottle, watching a ball game, not knowing how to win or lose, not being able to find a toilet, you are also fine......"

The aunt has an extremely sharp mouth, and the horn is like a machine gun.

Hong Yanwu was shot so white that his lips trembled. "Great, Auntie. My aunt, I have wronged ......"

The aunt's expression was calm and unmoved. "Auntie, I'm fifty years old, and I never rub sand in my eyes. Young man, I've been staring at you for a long time. You were looking around just now to hide from someone, right? This proves that you are also weak-minded and know that this is not right. I understand you, auntie. The first time you came to the capital, you couldn't find a toilet, didn't you? But you can't solve it here? This is the capital, and everyone else comes to the capital to take photos as a souvenir, so you can't leave a bubble of in the capital as a souvenir, right?"

Hong Yanwu watched as some people were gradually attracted by the noise here, and their scalps exploded. "Auntie, Auntie. I was so wrong, you whisper......"

"Shameful? But it's not enough for you to know that you're wrong, it's important to recognize your mistakes at the root. The capital is not the capital of you or me alone, but the capital of the whole people, and public health needs all of us ......"

Auntie is still teaching slowly. At this time, You San'er and a group of six walked out of the restaurant with a full burp and opened the door curtain. All of them were red from drinking, and walked out of the square while chatting.

Hong Yanwu saw it at a glance, and his heart became even more anxious. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and desperately told his aunt for mercy.

"I promise to correct my mistakes when I know them, never make them again, and I will seriously review them when I go back. Can you see it? I'll leave right away......."

"Forget it. Seeing that you are not rich, you will not be fined this time. I'll point it to you, look...... There's a toilet over there. Standing with pee, squatting in the pit with stool. Be careful when you go in, don't step on it......"

I didn't expect my aunt to be a really kind person, so I didn't feel embarrassed anymore. Hong Yanwu was happy, thanked him and hurriedly chased out.

And the kind aunt looked at his figure in the distance, and couldn't help shaking her head and smiling, "This young man, it seems that he is really suffocated......"

But as soon as she finished talking, the aunt seemed to remember something again, and hurriedly ran to chase Hong Yanwu. Unexpectedly, after chasing a few steps, the aunt found that she couldn't keep up. So, she riveted her strength and shouted behind Hong Yanwu.

"Oh~!young man!Is there a butt wiping paper?auntie, there is a paper ...... here."

As soon as this earth-shattering cry was heard, it was like a thunderclap in mid-air, and the entire square echoed. For a while, a burst of "brushing and pulling" wings stirred, and the birds and finches resting on the eaves and trees rose into the air one after another due to fright, scattering and flying.

Hong Yanwu, who was running, was more like being struck by a big thunderbolt. He stumbled on the ground, and almost didn't fall a "old man burrowing into the bed". In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around and wave at his aunt, and then, under the stunned gaze of several passengers around him, he quickly ran away.

The aunt looked at Hong Yanwu's back, but the folds on her face bloomed, revealing a confident and satisfied smile.

Just now, with her fiery life and enthusiasm for work, she once again firmly defended the cityscape of the capital, defended the solemn health regulations, contributed bricks and tiles to the construction of a better motherland, and saved a young man who was almost degenerate......

You San and his gang walked north through the square, and several people were all a little shaky in the aisles, like a flock of ducks, obviously drinking too much.

They bumped into several passers-by one after another along the way, and not only did they not apologize, but they scolded each other three after another. The people who were hit were all passengers who had just arrived in the capital and were still confused, and no one dared to provoke them, and they all thought they were unlucky. The bastards were so unreasonable and swaggering that they wandered all the way to the door of the shop in the northernmost part of the square.

Hong Yanwu stared at their backs from afar, and chased after them without pulling a step. He hid in the crowd and watched as You San took out a small cloth bag from his side arms.

As soon as You San opened the bag, Hong Yanwu's eyes lit up. There were a lot of brown-red tickets in that bag, which made him feel that Uncle Xue's money must be in it.

However, You San didn't touch these big tickets, only took out some change and tickets, and counted them before entering the store. A moment later, he walked out with another pack of cigarettes.

You San alone monopolized two packs of cigarettes, and the rest was divided among several of his subordinates. Then they did not return to the square, but walked west with cigarettes in their mouths, talking and laughing, and ran together to the moat.

There are few people over there, but it is exactly what Hong Yanwu wants. He looked at You Sanji's back, licked his chapped lips and smiled evilly.

Grandson, let you be beautiful for a while, and grandpa will take you under the knife. I'm going to give you a dragon (jargon, which refers to repairing a loose axle of a bicycle. Because the car with this problem is riding, because of the shaking of the tire, the tire traces are also distorted, which is called "painting the dragon", so the repair is "taking the dragon". By extension, rectify people with problems), we have been in vain for decades.

You San and his gang didn't pay attention to their backs at all, they just laughed and swayed at will. Hong Yanwu clinged to the brick wall, walking behind and following unhurriedly.

The most important thing in tracking is not to "wake up" (in black words, meaning to be discovered) the target. Hong Yanwu is experienced, specializing in using telephone poles and willow trees by the river to cover his tracks, and keeps a distance of at least 30 meters from You San. Don't look at the distance, but he is absolutely sure, as long as the person who is "hanged" by him is not "awake", (black words, referring to tracking) can not be lost.

Hong Yanwu followed You San and his gang, and finally walked into a secluded alley. After entering the alley, he turned two corners left and then right, and then You San walked to a three-way intersection in the depths of the alley.

Hong Yanwu did not follow, but hid behind the corner of the last right turn in the alley to observe. He had been here before, and vaguely remembered that this place was probably called Dongzhuang Sanjo, and the more special thing was that there was a public toilet next to this three-way intersection. And the toilet often has a special meaning for thieves.

Sure enough, the group made it all the way to the door of the men's restroom. The inch head and the big man walked in together, but You San stayed at the door with the little cub to smoke.

Hong Yanwu had expected this to be the case, these people didn't come here to go to the toilet.

But just as he was full of excitement, there was a crisp chain sound in the distance. After a while, from the alley south of the three-way toilet, a bicycle was pedaled over.

The man on the bike, in his mid-twenties, dressed in semi-greasy overalls, was probably a young worker who had had lunch and was going to work the evening shift. He didn't ride fast, apparently laid-back, with a bit of a "ride" flavor. When passing by the toilet at the fork, he tilted his head sideways and "shone" You San's eyes, and then rode towards Hong Yanwu, as if he was going to walk through the alley here and walk by the moat.

Hong Yanwu hurriedly turned over and squatted against the wall, pretending to be casual and waiting for the cyclist to pass by.

The sound of the chain became clearer and clearer, like singing, and in a short time the cyclist turned a corner. Probably didn't expect that there was a cat around the corner, and when the cyclist saw Hong Yanwu, his eyes suddenly froze, to be precise, he seemed to be taken aback.

Hong Yanwu didn't pay much attention to it, and as soon as he looked at it, his attention was all on the cyclist's bicycle. To be honest, if you look at this bicycle with three guns, or permanent, flying pigeon, he will turn a blind eye. However, it was the "big phoenix" he was most familiar with, with a full chain set of 28 manganese steel, an electroplated rear frame, a bell, and an absolute original "high configuration".

The car almost instantly brought back his memory. I think that at the beginning, the first bicycle he rode was a "Phoenix 18" stolen from the Academy. Since then, he has had his own "chariot" when he goes out. Regardless of the distance or distance, he would swim, watch movies, go on outings, play basketball, and fight in groups. Or for no reason at all, just ride a bicycle around the streets, from a few steps to a hundred and eighty kilometers away.

Back then, he regarded "going out for a ride" as a great way to enjoy him, but he never thought that he would change shotguns in the future and drive a car, let alone get tired of driving the car, and it was also a full-time driver. But no matter what, the experience and fun of cycling as a teenager are already imprinted in the bones, and once remembered, the feeling will always be as vivid as yesterday.

As the sound of the chain of "Linlin staggering" became quieter, the cyclist went away. Hong Yanwu kept watching the "big phoenix" disappear into the corner behind him.