The Way of Good and Evil 3

The depressed mood of the morning made Hou San a little angry, and Liu Xiaole's surprised expression when he saw a large box of goods made him even more convinced that Liu Xiaole must have done the stealing of goods. Hou San took two steps and made three steps, came to Liu Xiaole, and stretched out his hand to fan his face. But before the slap was on Liu Xiaole's face, there was a strong banana aroma, so that Hou San couldn't help but put down his raised hand along Liu Xiaole's face, pulled a banana from behind him, peeled it and stuffed it into his mouth, and the speed of the action shocked Hou San himself.

"What's the matter, third brother, you are still picking up cheap and endless, just beat me here and took two hangs of bananas out of the house, and turned around and came back to get them? What's the matter, third brother? "It's really done, it's really fast! How can our small business stand your way of eating!" Liu Xiaole shook his head helplessly, preparing to put the goods in the backyard warehouse.

"Don't you and be poor, who took your bananas? Say, what's the matter with this product?" Hou San pointed to a large box of goods in Liu Xiaole's arms, frowned, crooked his mouth, held a banana in his left hand, scratched his forehead with his right hand, and asked him for an explanation angrily. As the saying goes, catch the thief and catch the dirty, catch the traitor and catch the double. At this moment, this dirty thing was right in front of Hou San's eyes, and he had already begun to think about how to blackmail Liu Xiaole in his heart!

"What's going on? You say this, this?" Liu Xiaole pouted and smiled at the box in his arms. "Third brother, what are you doing today? It's a bit abnormal? Don't keep making trouble with me?"

"Love, grandson, are you still poor with me? I'm not normal? I think it's your kid who is abnormal, right? If you don't hurry back, I think this box of dirt is for you to hide!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Xiaole's neck, "Ah! Say, where do you want to hide?" Hou San gritted his teeth, and the words were squeezed out of his teeth with a ruthlessness, there were many customers who bought things in the shop, and they stopped looking at the two of them when they heard the two of them shouting, ready to enjoy a good show.

A person in the alley who doesn't know who, there is no good thing where there is Hou San, this Liu Xiaole is also a demon behind Hou San's ass, the two of them have done a lot of stealing chickens and touching dogs, if it weren't for Liu Xiaole and his father to open a small shop for Liu Xiaole to manage, bolt him to the store, and now he has to be a street ruffian like Hou San. In the eyes of the old neighbors, neither of them is a good bird, and the fight is really a big fight.

"Ouch, master, third master, be quiet!" Liu Xiaole hurriedly hid the big box behind the counter, pulled Hou San to hold his hand, and walked to the backyard. "Third brother, what's wrong with you today? You don't know what's in the box? Can these fake cigarettes be dirty? Are you going to shout that the whole world knows about it? I can tell you, if you catch me, I can't guarantee that I can vomit anything!" Liu Xiaole tilted his head, his face was aggrieved, and he looked at death as if he were at home, Hou San was angry when he saw it.

"Load! Then load it for me! Where did this goods come from? Who gave it to you? What's the matter, I'll go home and run this box into your arms with long legs? and interrupt me!" Hou San said and wanted to stretch out his hand again, but Liu Xiaole was stunned when he heard this, looked at Hou San incredulously, and reached out to touch Hou San's forehead. "Third brother, are you sick? You see that your forehead is red, one by one, and you have a fever and confusion, right? Isn't this what you gave me?"

Hou San raised his hand and slapped Liu Xiaole's fat hand on his forehead, grabbed his neck collar again, and scolded loudly: "You still pretend to be with me? grandson, you are sick! I don't know what I gave you?

"What's the matter, who is this? Who is your grandson? Come and let me see!" Hou San's voice didn't call Liu Xiaole clear, but called out Liu Xiaole and his father Liu Dafu, and Xiaole's sister Liu Xiaomei also followed behind and looked at them curiously.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you, you have something to say!" Liu Xiaomei's voice was sweet and soft, Hou San heard this, his anger disappeared by half, and when he turned his head to look, Liu Dafu stared at himself with a pair of big eyes, and looked at himself with a puffed mouth, and half of the white beard under his chin also trembled angrily.

Look at Liu Xiaomei tilting her head again, her eyes are watery, and she looks at Hou San suspiciously, with a smile on her beautiful melon seed face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, her fair skin is so tender that she can pinch out the water, her shawl long hair is sprinkled on her loose red sweater like ink, her lower body is matched with white denim hot pants, a pair of milk-white cowhide boots are on her feet, and a pair of big white legs are exposed in the middle, so beautiful that a man has to think about it!

"This seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is really full of youthful energy! "Hou San was fascinated, if it weren't for the white-bearded old man in front of her, Hou San couldn't stand here and watch for a day. But this is really not the time, Hou San smiled evilly, walked to Liu Dafu on tiptoe, lowered his head, lowered his waist, and slapped Liu Dafu's pants like a gesture, "Master, you are a master, who dares to be an elder for you?" Uncle Liu, you see that your pants are dusty, I will pat you!"

"Don't be poor with me, what's the matter, no one treats me as an elder, I jumped out of the cracks in the stones? Hou San, what are you kid doing here? Liu Dafu raised his hand and pointed at Hou San's nose and began to chatter, and asked Hou San to stop him without saying a few words. "Ouch, Uncle Liu, you are my own uncle! Don't talk about that little thing when my father leaves, I'm playing with Xiaole here, it's okay, Ang, it's really okay! Xiaomei, how about coming back from school today to rest?" Talking to Liu Dafu, Hou San turned his head and licked his face to talk to Xiaomei again, but was stopped by Liu Dafu with an arm. "It's okay, be careful if I break your dog's leg if you have something, let's go back to the house!" Xiaomei, I'll go out in a while, you can stay home with you" "Got it, Dad!" the father and daughter went back to the house as they spoke.

Hou San looked at Liu Xiaomei's back and was fascinated again, especially the red sweater on her body took advantage of her fair skin, hands, neck, and long legs, everywhere was white and red.

"Hey... Eh... Where do you look? That's my sister... Without waiting for Liu Xiaole to finish speaking, Hou San turned his head suddenly, and his originally smiling face immediately sank. "Hey, isn't my sister your sister, this, can you think crookedly, isn't it, third brother?" Liu Xiaole smiled all over his face, and countless folds piled out of his fat face, which made Hou San annoyed again. "Fuck off, don't talk to me with a hippie smile, let's say, when did the goods be stolen? Are you going to blackmail me again?