Chapter 100: Picking Locks

When he was studying in a class, and Ye Feng was still an orphan, the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion was much worse than those of them, but after a few years, Ye Feng could actually fork to such a point, and the Nalan family, one of the five great families, respected him as a guest. Known as the president of the iceberg beauty who coexists with beauty and wisdom in Jinling City, she has become Ye Feng's little daughter-in-law.

How can the gap between people be so big?

Where does this make sense?

"Ladies and gentlemen, Ye Shao ordered just now, let me entertain you well, the eating, drinking and playing here today are all counted on me, so now you only need to do one thing." Narando shouted.

After everyone's attention was focused on him, Narando continued to shout, "Eat, drink, and be merry." ”

The crowd erupted in cheers, and this time, no matter how loud they shouted, the waiters did not come to stop them.

Hearing the cheers in the hotel, Ye Feng smiled and said to Yang Jian, "Go and see where you live." ”

Yang Jian didn't speak, his face looked hesitant, but he finally nodded and agreed.

The two did not choose to take a taxi, but chatted while walking, and talked about their previous high school life to the present......

I don't know how long it took, the two came to the urban village of Jinling City, surrounded by high-rise buildings, bustling streets, and busy traffic, but here it is very down, a bit of a slum feeling, scattered and mixed illegal buildings, dark supermarket alleys, garbage everywhere, flies flying.

Under the dim street lamp, there were still a few fat rats competing for food, and even Ye Feng and Yang Jian walked by and did not escape.

"The city didn't plan to go here, and now it's a dirty and dilapidated urban village." Yang Jian introduced, said, and continued to walk inside. Ye Feng followed closely behind, his brows furrowed, he didn't set off the environment here, compared to the harsh environment when he was on the mission, this place was considered heavenly.

The reason why he frowned tightly was because Yang Jian actually lived in such a place, and Ye Feng was a little distressed.

"There's no hope, there's no future in sight. The people who live here are not well-educated, so it is difficult to find a job and integrate into the bustling city life. But the idea of desire and extravagance came here. Yang Jian continued, Yang Jian has a deep understanding of the deformed product of urban villages.

Living in a chaotic and shady house, but enjoying the food, drink and merrymaking of the big city, lust and money are corrupting the inhabitants of this place.

On the side of the road, there was a bewitchingly dressed and scantily clad woman, dangling her white thighs, standing on the dark side of the road, looking around, still holding a lady's cigarette in her hand, occasionally picking it up, putting it in her ruddy mouth and taking a puff, followed by a faint puff of white smoke. "Oh, husband, you're finally back." When this woman saw Ye Feng and the others, she immediately threw away the cigarette in her hand and pounced directly on Yang Jian, who was walking in front, it was called an intimacy, her ruddy lips directly covered Yang Jian's big mouth, she hugged Yang Jian with both hands, and twisted Yang Jian towards the rental house next to her.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded, what is the situation? Yang Jian, this kid found such a hot wife? In front of outsiders, I kissed it directly.

Yang Jian finally broke away from the other party's embrace, wiped the lipstick on his face, took out a few ten-yuan bills from his pocket, stuffed them into the other party's hands, and said at the same time: "I'm not looking for a woman, you can go." ”

The woman took the banknote, immediately put it away, took a puff of her cigarette, and said, "Handsome guy, I took your money, but you don't play, you are too bad, so let's touch me." After speaking, the woman straightened her chest at Yang Jian.

"Let's go." Yang Jian hurriedly walked over, Ye Feng stopped and glanced at the woman, took out more than a hundred yuan from his pocket, stuffed it into the woman, and said, "Good youth, don't waste it on this." ”

The woman took the money, a trace of tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, if it wasn't forced by life, who would want to do the human flesh business?

It wasn't until he couldn't see the woman that Yang Jian stopped and said to Ye Feng: "See, I'm poor now and don't even have the money to find a woman." ”

"So, it's not that you don't want to play, but you don't have any money in your pocket?" Ye Feng quipped.

Yang Jian laughed and said, "You can see this, there is no way, who would have thought that I would get mixed up like this." ”

Actually, Ye Feng knew that Yang Jian was kind, but sometimes men joked with each other, and it was much more cordial to say it in person.

The two of them continued to walk forward with a haha, stopping in front of a six-story residential building, the damp and dilapidated walls were covered with dark green moss, the large iron gate at the door was rusty, it seemed that it might collapse at any time, and there was a strong musty smell around it.

"Now I'm living here." Yang Jian said naturally, there is nothing to be embarrassed in front of his brother, even if he lives under the overpass, Yang Jian will not feel anything, because it is his good brother who is standing in front of him.

"You sold the house?" Ye Feng looked around suspiciously, although after many years, Ye Feng vaguely remembered that Yang Jian's home was not in this location, or did he say that there were too many changes in this neighborhood and he couldn't recognize it?

Yang Jian nodded and said: "My father left early, and my mother was hospitalized for cerebral hemorrhage, which cost hundreds of thousands, and the family's savings were not only spent, but also owed a lot of debts, so I had no choice but to sell the house." As a result, my mother didn't survive and eventually left. ”

While speaking, Ye Feng followed the dim light and found that Yang Jian, a man who was originally iron-clad, flashed a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, as the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

Ye Feng patted Yang Jian's shoulder and comforted: "It's all over, now you should work harder to make your sister live a better life." ”

"I've been working hard, in order to make more money, I work in the factory for 18 hours a day, and when I'm sleepy, I find a place in the factory to squint, basically only come back once a week, slowly dress, take a shower, and have a good rest." Yang Jian took out the key and opened the door.

Yang Jian lives on the sixth floor, because the rent in this location is the cheapest, only 300 yuan a month, and it also includes water and electricity bills.

When he arrived on the sixth floor, Yang Jian took out the key and planned to open the door, but before he could insert the key, he was stunned because he found that the lock had been pried on.

"Someone picked the lock." Ye Feng also noticed it, and used his divine sense to investigate, and found that the door lock had been completely abolished. "Someone must have been here, the lock is gone."

Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that a person like me could still be remembered by thieves, I guess the thief came in with a smile and went out crying, and the most valuable thing in it was a broken bed, or I spent fifty yuan to buy it from the second-hand market." ”