The Way of Good and Evil 5

"I'm drunk!?Why don't I remember that I sent you the goods?" At the door of the Juyou store, Hou San was sitting on the horse, holding his head with one hand and his waist with the other, thinking about it in his mind and trying to recall the delivery to Hou San, but it was blank, and he couldn't remember it. "It's been two days, and it's still broken?" Hou San wondered if he had drunk his brain from a big drink the night before.

"Hey, third brother, what kind of contemplative are you pretending to be here? You just want to put on it, don't sit in front of our store! I can't do business anymore?" Liu Xiaole finally put the goods into the warehouse in a down-to-earth manner, and when he turned into the store, he saw Hou San still thinking about it, "Besides, you don't look like this, people and contemplatives all put their hands on their chins, come on, come, I'll help you put them on!" Saying that Liu Xiaole was about to get started, Hou San turned his head and glared at him.

"! I'll ask you one last time, you tell me the truth, is it the goods I sent you? Even if you take it, it's fine, anyway, it's all about it, and you can't blame me!" Hou San still grabbed Liu Xiaole, as if he wanted to prove it for his brain again. "Third brother, third master, how dare I steal your things? Let's mix together when we were young, think about it, did I steal you once?"

"Hmph! You steal less from me? I love things since I was a child, or I can't play with me, what villain books, what small cards, big is a lighter, from time to time I have a box of cigarettes, you kid shun me and I have less things? I think there are a lot of them... Hou San sat on the horse and turned to stare at Liu Xiaole, intending to settle accounts with him, "Hey, third brother, wasn't that all the time when I messed with you before?

"Reform the evil and return to the right? Still selling fake cigarettes?" Come on!" "Third brother, be quiet! For fear that others don't know!" If you don't believe it, go home and look for it, you can go along with me and hang two bananas, go home and see if there are any! Then again, you don't eat bananas when you are young, don't you have allergies to bananas? What's wrong today? Good guy! It's terrible to eat, you see your forehead is still red!" Liu Xiaole pointed to Hou San's forehead and pointed to the mirror, Hou San stood up and took a look, "What's wrong, what's wrong! I still want to know what's wrong?" Ouch, fuck, I said why is it so itchy, it's a big red patch!"

"Yesterday evening, there was a vicious attack on the police and a murder case in our city, and a policeman died on the spot... Hou San turned his head to look at the TV, and the lens showed two stretchers covered with white cloths being carried into the ambulance, and more than a dozen policemen gathered in the middle of the street. On both sides of the street, there were crowds watching the bustle, and there was a girl wearing red and glasses standing at the front, which made Hou San feel a little familiar. Hou San shook his head, "Hey, these days, the police dare to kill, isn't it crazy?"

"Xiaole, I'll ride three wheels out of the door, take care of the store, don't go out to the wild!" Liu Dafu's shout came from the backyard, "Love, don't worry!" Liu Xiaole responded, walked up to Hou San, took out Zhongnanhai and handed it to Hou San. "It's some goods in again, you can smoke it yourself, hmph! Your old man will give you this little family business sooner or later! Don't do this in the future!" Hou San said and stood up and walked towards the door.

"Third brother, why are you leaving? I just came out of the backyard, you are leaving? I still want to talk to you for a while... Liu Xiaomei's sweet and refreshing voice made Hou San feel a crisp, and he involuntarily stopped.