Liu Chunqiu put out the fire and got out of the car, his migrant worker's clothes were bulging, and inside was the kind of rural padded jacket that people put on, and his dirty coat looked excessively big.

A vague but unforgettable memory came to his heart.

"Good son, after the cucumber is sold, buy your favorite chicken feet." ”

"Daddy, that cake looks delicious. ”

"That's not delicious, let's buy chicken feet, spicy roasted chicken feet. ”

"It's just a little bit better, I haven't eaten that, I will be obedient and study hard in the future." ”

"Okay, okay then. ”

"Don't do it, I don't want it, don't beat my dad, don't hit my dad!"

Seeing the cut cake that can't be eaten has a fatal allure to children.

Liu Chunqiu clearly remembered that his father's hand trembled and grabbed the cutter, only cutting a little bit, the old farmer who came out of the field, the girl who had a very fine weight, that little thing was just one.

But he was beaten up because he wanted to be so little to insult the seller.

Was fined a tractor cucumber sold for all the money!

The police were called, but they were fined again, disrupted the market order, and the tractor was detained.

When he went out of the market, he was chased by the gang and beaten again, and his leg was broken.

The market made a treaty and no longer accepted anything from his family, and those who had a good relationship with his father were also blacklisted, and for a while, his family became the target of the village.

At that time, Liu Chunqiu swore in his heart that he would not let himself be bullied again, and he would not let his family be bullied again, when he debuted, he leveled the market, found out the relevant people, etc., repaired into the road, and found the indiscriminate and angry bad policemen at the beginning, stripped them naked and hung them on the power tower, first showed the public, and turned them into a pile of mushy scum when they were rescued.

The rise of every rich person is inextricably linked to money and government.

And the rise of every poor person must be linked to the courage of the humiliated individual in his youth.

"Cut it yourself, I'll weigh you. ”

The cake cutter didn't know that what was standing in front of his stall was not a fat sheep who had been barren, but a god of death.

He held the idea that the sheep is also meat, and he was ready to pit a little bit.

After all, it costs money to maintain relationships everywhere, and your own group of brothers also have to eat and drink!

Liu Chunqiu's hat brim is still so low, looking at his clothes, people will have the illusion that he is an honest migrant worker.

His hand trembled slightly, and he cut off a small piece, the same size as his father cut it back then.

The cake cutter "cut", with a hint of disdain in his tone, he weighed the bag, "Give a hundred." ”

A person who opened Baojun is still a migrant worker, and he feels that in this way, he is already an extrajudicial favor.

Liu Chunqiu nodded, took out a hundred yuan, took the cut cake, and got into the car.

Before the car started, he heard a familiar voice.

"Third child, what was the situation just now, why did you charge him a hundred?"

"I didn't think it was easy for him, so I made a mess, less than one or two. ”

"If it's all like you, let's stop doing business as soon as possible, let's go to the Shan Tang, if the lions above don't feed and don't slaughter the sheep, we will all go and drink the northwest wind!"

The cake cutter blushed at what the old man said and lowered his head.

The old man was like a big man in the rivers and lakes, he raised his arms and exhaled, and suddenly from the door of the supermarket behind him, five or six young men with Yang Ho machetes rushed out, and quickly surrounded Liu Chunqiu's Baojun 310, Liu Chunqiu would have a chance to run if he started the car quickly, but he didn't run.

One hundred yuan, bought about two small bites of cut cake, they are not satisfied.

When the people around saw the scene, they all seemed to be surprised.

"Hey, hey, you get out of the car, we made a mistake just now, so you have to do a good calculation." ”

Liu Chunqiu's car window was completely closed, the old man patted the car glass with a machete, and the guy in front of the car raised Yang Hao, as if as soon as the car opened, he rammed the pickaxe on the front car cover.

There was a soft "click", Liu Chunqiu opened the door, and there was a scar on his face, an old scar.

"Old ghost, do you know that?"

Liu Chunqiu took off the hat on his head, looked at the old man with a chuckle, back then, he didn't find the main culprit who sold cut cakes back then.

Unexpectedly, he hid in the most dangerous place, Liu Chunqiu's hometown.

"If you have bought it before and know the rules, you will be detained, and all the money and value on your body will be taken out, and the car will be left and you will be let go. ”

"Hey, hey, hey. Liu Chunqiu smiled.

"What are you laughing at? It's not a mess with you, this home is not expensive at all. ”

"Bang !!"

Liu Chunqiu pointed his finger at the old man, as if he wanted to give something, but as a result, his hand shrank back, and a special round pipe mouth immediately burst out of his bulging sleeve.

The foreign old man's pupils dilated in vain, as if he remembered something, and turned around to run.

A loud bang rang out, and the flames shone brightly, illuminating the evening that was about to get dark!

The old man's pole-like body, like a broken sack, flew out five or six meters, smashed against the wall, and then fell to the ground.

In the wall, a row of small holes, red with blood, and fragments of internal organs, were nailed to the wall.

The old man fell to the ground and died, his abdomen in a mess.

"Dancing knives and guns, do you feel handsome?"

The sudden change made the few foreign guys with weapons stunned, they raised the weapons in their hands and pointed at Liu Chunqiu in horror.

This time, Liu Chunqiu was also shocked by the stamina, and he took out a handful of wooden warehouses from his waist.

"Bang Bang ......"

The tongue of fire was swallowed, and the bullet was empty in less than two seconds.

There was only one who fell while running and escaped a catastrophe.

Liu Chunqiu was not in a hurry, he went to the cake cutting stall to make money, cut a large piece, took a bite, and replaced it with a clip.

"Bang bang bang!"

They struck the man on all four limbs, so that when he fell, it was like dancing.

Liu Chunqiu ate the cut cake in a big gulp, his face was insensitive, and the clouds were light and light.

"Spare my life, ah, spare my life, I was wrong, I changed it. ”

The young man who sold the cake did not move before, and was still sitting in the pocket of the tricycle, and when he saw this, he knelt down heavily, and begged for mercy loudly through the cake cutting stall.

"You're not bad. ”

Liu Chunqiu cut a few large pieces of cut cakes, put them in a bag, packed them and took them away, said a word, took the things, and turned around.

"Bang bang bang!"

Holding the cake in one hand, still chewing in his mouth, Liu Chunqiu didn't look back, and with the back finger of one hand, there were four wooden warehouse sounds, and the guy who drew the knife was knocked over.

The screams of passers-by spread at this point.