HC City, after 9 p.m.

It's not Uncle Zhong on duty today, if it is the usual time, he will already sleep at this point. But in the last two days, there have been cases of losing wood in the logging area, and the group of dry three, who are not only lazy but also selfish and timid, if no one is watching, they will only wander around the forest at night, and they will be pulled down after fooling around.

Therefore, in the evening, after drinking the spicy liquor, Uncle Zhong shouted in the courtyard with a ruddy face: "Ganba San!

"Hey, okay!" replied helplessly.

In the entire upper tree logging area, Ganba Sanna is notoriously difficult to tidy, and it is almost possible to walk sideways in the forest area. But this is not to say how social and fierce he is, but this person has no family or job, and he is usually a hob meat, and he has a powerful crossbow under his pillow all the year round, and the steel arrows are shiny! When he is fine, he bullies the lumberjacks, the bears light cigarettes and smoke, and borrow some money for his life, which is a common thing. But the lumberjacks are all locals, and they all drag their families with them, so they don't dare to offend Ganbasan to death, so they can only scold behind their backs to relieve their hatred.

Even Li Cripple, Lin Jun didn't recruit this kind of person. If you want to say that you will fire him, Lin Jun and Li Cripple are not daring, and Gan Basan will definitely not dare to retaliate against them openly. But if you really give someone a dry job, not to mention anything else, he throws two cigarette butts at the plate factory at night, and stabs you with a screwdriver on a truck tire if you have nothing to do, then are you upset enough?

Therefore, Gan Basan is not a day or two in the forest farm, but he dares to talk to anyone, but he doesn't dare to talk to Uncle Zhong. Someone once asked Gan Basan: "Hey, third brother, Lao Zhong scolded you like scolding his children, why don't you squeak? Are you so afraid of him?"

"You know JB, he's an old man, what am I afraid of him doing?" replied dryly.

“…… So you have masochistic tendencies, right?"

"I'm respectful, the master is particular about things, I obey him!" "Hob Meat Jerky, proudly said a sentence of "respect", full of endless ridicule, but also said very seriously.

Why would Gan Ba San serve a bad old man with hob meat? Because Gan Ba San knew very well in his heart that he was lazy and didn't like to go to patrol the mountains, so if something happened in the end, he would definitely be laid off. But there were hundreds of people in the forest farm, and only one Uncle Zhong dared to scold him: "Ganbasan, if you don't fucking work again, your job will be lost!"

But in the real society, apart from your family, who is willing to say more words like this to you? Who is your son? As a colleague, I don't pray every day that you go out and crash into a car and die, which is considered righteousness......

At less than ten o'clock in the evening, Gan Basan carried a bag on his back, held a strong crossbow, led the other three forest rangers, and knocked on the door of Uncle Zhong's room.

……

The other end.

"Eighty thousand!" He sat on the mahjong table in a daze, yawning and playing a card.

"It's pasty, 600 pieces, slam, haha!" the person next to him suddenly clapped his hands and said.

"Hey, I'm really fucking your mother, what am I beating you!" He scolded through gritted teeth.

"If you want to play, have fun, don't curse!" someone opened his mouth to persuade him.

"Hey, you little four-eyed, I'm scolding you?"

"Are we a bit of a gambler?" The old lady next to her squinted at He Confused, and then said: "Winning or losing, what are you doing scolding!"

"Damn, I've been losing for too long, haven't I? I've been firing guns since I sat here, hey, Li Dasao B, are you wearing your pants upside down and pressing me a little here?" He asked in a daze and extremely rude.

"You calf, you can't speak!" the old ladies were also a little anxious.

"Don't play anymore!" He was confused and stood up directly pushing the cards.

“…… If you don't play, you'll give me the money!600 hurry up!" said the confused gambler as he stretched out his hand.

"Take it, and I'll buy burning paper for your whole family. He gritted his teeth and counted out six hundred yuan, and then threw the money on the table.

"I'm okay! At least I have the money to buy burning paper, unlike you, if you lose this year, you may have to get a brush and draw paper at home...... Hey, can you draw it? No, I'll give you a sample?" the gambler asked with an unusually gloomy look at He in a daze.

"I'll fuck you!" He was confused, who had completely lost his red eyes, and he was about to hit someone when he raised his fist.

"It's almost okay, Ang! JB is quite a big person, is it interesting to talk about this?" the gambling boss shouted as he stood at the bar and frowned.

"Don't let me meet you outside!" He was confused and silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and scolded the gambler, and then turned around and left.

"Oh, fuck, Brother He, when you want to kill me, you'd better bring a tank to Ang! I know you have the strength to ......!" The gambler pursed his lips, and then scolded in a low voice: "Fuck, don't play if you can't afford to lose, a player who plays mahjong, he can also make a whole social set! This B-like will make people die sooner or later!"

"That's not it, you look at his sassy mouth, calling me one by one! as if I had ......him!" The old lady scolded disdainfully.

……

He played mahjong for three hours and lost nearly 12,000.

There's an old saying!

Called, money doesn't come from a good way, and it must not come from a good way!

Bastards make money quickly, but almost all of them have bad habits, which is as if it was destined by heaven, and no one is exempt from vulgarity.

Walking on the street, He was a little confused, every time he lost money, he wanted to chop his hands, but every time he lost money, there was a voice shouting in his heart!

"People can't memorize the old way, play again, play again and definitely return to the original!"

Today is no exception, He Mi found a noodle restaurant on the street, while eating, he dialed a strong phone, and then urged: "Mom, B, give you that team out, go up the mountain tonight!"

"Brother He, I didn't do that! I've been going for two days in a row, so we have to take a break! Or ......!"

"What so much nonsense, let you come, you come, hurry up. He didn't listen to the dissuasion at all, threw down a sentence simply and rudely, and then hung up the phone.

……

Changchun, Jilin.

Opposite the entrance of the Dongqiao Hotel, Wu Zhongyong squatted in the alley and saw Li Cripple and Lin Jun following the people from the police station to get into the car and leave.

He frowned, sweated on his forehead, stood in place while smoking a cigarette, and asked the phone, "Is there a service desk at Dongqiao Hotel?"

"Yes!"

"I'm a resident of the 209 private room, and I have two friends at 208.207, can you help me transfer an inside line!" Wu Zhongyong asked tentatively.

"Oh, I can't turn around, something happened to your two friends, it seems that people are seeking revenge, and the police station just took them away!"

When Wu Zhongyong heard this, he was silent for a few seconds and hung up the phone directly.