Chapter Thirty-Eight: Red Mud Flats
Although Shen Dali couldn't get up, his mind was still clear, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Chen Mo coming.
After Dongmen Qing brought someone to the door, Shen Dali began to realize his own situation, he could outrun the monk and couldn't run the temple, and the car was too reckless. He had scruples in his heart, and his shot was naturally not fierce, and he was soon put down by the temporary thugs found by Dongmenqing, and then he was powerless to listen to the other party's mouth full of feces.
How heavy Chen Mo's fists were, Shen Dali had experienced it firsthand. At this moment, he hoped that his brother could overturn all those grandsons, but he was also worried that things would get out of control.
Is it that hard to live? He tried to stand up but spat out a mouth full of blood, tried to laugh but eventually choked up.
Wang Yinghui pulled Chen Mo to death, not daring to let go, "Brother, don't make trouble, listen to me!" It was a vigorous mistake that smashed someone's car. If we break people again, we can't afford to pay for it, and this family will be gone! ”
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I don't fight." Chen Mo comforted her and said.
"Where did you come from, what do you want to do?" Dongmen Qing looked at Chen Mo's slightly thin physique, as well as his too young face, with a contemptuous expression.
Chen Mo did not roar out as Wang Yinghui imagined, but smiled, and even the title was with the humility of a professional surname, "Boss, don't be angry, the car can still be repaired if it breaks down, and you have something to say." ”
Wang Yinghui was stunned when she heard this, and then slowly let go and helped her husband get up. Although Chen Mo was laughing when she said this, she felt that she saw a grinning leopard, and she still didn't dare to put her heart back in place.
"It's like a human saying!" Dongmen Qing narrowed his eyes, looked Chen Mo up and down, and was very comfortable by the "boss", "Are you a relative of this family?" How do I plan to pay for my car? I kindly sent Xiao Wang off work, but I just want to care about the staff, it's good, her man beat me like this! If I don't have an explanation for this matter today, I don't need to mix in Yancheng! ”
Dongmenqing didn't know that in the Tiangong Club, the security guards called ordinary guests "boss", and they were still under the "general" of the rotten street.
"I'm a friend of Brother Dali, if the car breaks down, you can send it for repair first, and then go back and bring the list. We will lose as much as we deserve, and we will not lose a penny. Chen Mo said politely, "But it's best to have a grace period of two days, I'm afraid I'm too anxious to make it up." ”
Dongmen Qing saw that although he was young, his words were full of old age, and he didn't seem afraid of such a bloody scene, so he couldn't help but be a little uncertain. Just as he was thinking, one of the thugs couldn't hold it anymore and strode forward with a steel pipe, wanting to give this pretentious hairy boy some hardship. This reckless man was punched by Shen Dali before, lost two front teeth, and was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and he didn't speak after coming up, he raised the steel pipe and smashed it down on Chen Mo's head.
Chen Mo didn't dodge, didn't even look at him, raised his hand and grabbed the steel pipe directly. The reckless man only felt that his arm was shaking, and the steel pipe seemed to be caught by a vice, frozen in the air and not moving, and the vigorous force that followed made his palm feel a sharp pain. When he saw that the steel pipe was about to be taken away by the other party, he suddenly screamed loudly, and clenched it with both hands.
In the next moment, the reckless man's body of nearly one hundred and eighty catties was thrown into the air by Chen Mo, and under the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, he flew high and rolled out a few meters away. The other men carrying the guys immediately moved, but they were quietly retreating, their faces as earthy as they were.
"Brother Dali's house is here, we can't run away." Chen Mo continued to talk to the fat factory director, as if there was no such episode at all, "Let's do it first, what do you say?" ”
Dongmen Qing looked at his calm gaze, suddenly shivered, his legs began to weaken involuntarily, and a dry smile squeezed out of his fat face, "Xiao...... Little brother, there is no basis for your words, are you writing something for me? ”
"Boss, I don't know how to read, write your mother's x?" Chen Mo was full of kindness when he burst into foul language, like a joke between old friends, "Just leave a phone call for me, don't worry!" If something goes wrong, it will be solved, and my sister-in-law still wants to go to work safely, do you think this is the reason? ”
Dongmen Qing thought for a long time, then looked at the group of wastes who were almost retreating to the door of the courtyard, and finally nodded. The temporary thugs he found were all thorny employees of the cotton and linen factory, and it was okay to bully people normally, but the current situation was undoubtedly different.
When he walked out of the urban village with his subordinates, Dongmenqing's mind was still repeating the scene just now like a movie, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became-with such great strength, is he still a normal person?
After the other party left, Chen Mo greeted him door to door in the courtyard, saying that if it was possible in the future, he would have to ask them to help prove that someone had called the door. Wang Yinghui has always been popular, and although several neighbors did not dare to fight, they felt that it was no problem to testify, so they agreed one after another. Chen Mo went out to call a taxi again, and together with Wang Yinghui, put Shen Dali in the car.
After going to the hospital to register for the initial diagnosis and paying for the film, Wang Yinghui pinched the salary just paid this month, and felt a little bottomless. Chen Mo took out all the more than 1,800 yuan in his pocket, kept fifty, and stuffed the rest to her, asking her to do as many inspections as possible, and not to be reluctant to pay.
Wang Yinghui didn't understand a little, but she still complied.
Shen Dali's initial examination results were rib fractures and multiple soft tissue contusions, and it was recommended that he stay in the hospital for observation. After completing the hospitalization procedures, Wang Yinghui no longer had any money on hand, so she was in a hurry in the ward, and took out the phone to call her mother's family.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll figure it out." Chen Mo spoke in a low voice.
Wang Yinghui's eyes were slightly red, and she just wanted to say that he was young and what could he do, but her husband raised his hand to stop him. At this moment, Shen Dali was still weak, and the gaze he cast on Chen Mo was very strange, as if something was burning.
Chen Mo hurriedly walked out of the inpatient department, went outside to take out the copycat machine, turned over a few numbers, and finally fixed his eyes on the three words "Lin Qingying".
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, "Hello." ”
"I'm Chen Mo." Chen Mo said.
Lin Qingying didn't seem surprised that he would call, and his voice was soft: "What's the matter?" ”
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment and looked at the gloomy sky, "Please ask, is there a boxing match?" ”
Lin Qingying suddenly smiled, smiling charmingly, "Do you know that if your call is a few minutes late, I will call you?" It's been a long time since I've had such a spell with my surname, and I'm having a lot of fun and now I'm feeling a sense of accomplishment. Let me guess, you're in trouble? ”
"I'm short of money." Chen Mo said slowly.
He knew better than anyone that he had a pitiful amount of chips, so he never intended to casually put everything down at the table. He doesn't know much about the relationship between the fighter and the dealer, but there is no doubt that the first side to speak will fall into passivity.
This is a delicate stalemate process, he is waiting, Lin Qingying is also waiting. would rather lose money to let Shen Dali play, it is a quiet move by Lin Qingying, she can't help but press, but Chen Mo finally lost this contest.
"In fact, if you rely on that hand painting ability, it won't be too difficult to make money." Lin Qingying said lightly.
"I know what's right for me and what's not, and it's tiring to do too much brain-draining work. Also, there are two things you can rest assured of, I won't just fight one, I won't lose. Chen Mo replied.
There was silence in the earpiece for a long time before Lin Qingying spoke again: "Where are you, I'll let the car pick you up." ”
After pressing the hang-up button, Lin Qingying casually put the mobile phone aside, picked up the purple sand teapot, and poured a cup of tea for the white-haired old man in front of him, "Teacher, do you remember the high school students who painted landscapes at the charity dinner?" ”
"The apprentice that Pan Jinyu killed and didn't recognize?" Chen Qingyan was stunned, and stroked his beard habitually, "It seems to be called Chen Mo, right?" What did he call you for? ”
"He's the security guard in my shop." Lin Qingying smiled slightly.
"You little girl, you have been hiding it from me until now! Say, is it because I have always refused to show up in the Heavenly Palace, and now I am going to be defeated in turn? Chen Qingyan scolded with a smile, and his old eyes, which should have been dim, were shining brightly.
"How dare I show off my tricks in front of you!" Lin Qingying immediately denied it, and said with a smile, "You have always been able to see people in their bones, but now you are so interested in Chen Mo, is it just because he has a talent in painting?" ”
Chen Qingyan took a sip of tea slowly, looked thoughtfully at the clear spring flowing in the corner of the tea room, and narrowed his eyes, "Painting like its people, painting like its people......"
The red mudflat is located on the edge of the Qidao River in the western suburbs of Yancheng, and there is an overgrown wasteland for dozens of miles, and you can't even see a ghost. After Chen Mo got out of the van, he found that dozens of cars had already been parked on the river beach with hard soil, most of which were off-road models. The headlights of all the cars are on, and the front of the car is relatively surrounded by a large circle, leaving more than 100 square meters of open space.
In that clearing, there stood a boxer.
The boxer was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, shirtless, deaf to the whistles and excited shouts around him, but as soon as Chen Mo got out of the car, he coldly cast a cold gaze at him.
"Is that the little security guard?!" Someone in the audience recognized Chen Mo, and his tone was full of surprise.
Today's Zhuang Zhuang is not a Luo, but a wealthy businessman. The fighter was nicknamed "The Leopard" and followed him for a few years with rare defeats. At this moment, the fighters of both sides have already appeared, and the leopard's event record is 87 wins and 6 losses, while Chen Mo is a complete newcomer, with only one participation experience and one victory.
Wealthy businessmen from other places quickly opened a high odds of 1 to 5, while Lin Qingying opened a conservative handicap of 10 to 1.
"Boss, didn't you, the security guard, flip over the 'life-chasing leg'? Why don't you seem to be confident today? The wealthy businessman asked with a smile.
"It doesn't matter if I'm not confident, my friend who bets just has confidence." Lin Qingying replied easily.
The wealthy businessman from other places was stunned, and then found that all the Yancheng locals among the gamblers had rushed to him, and the expressions on everyone's faces seemed to have seen a big delivery in the shopping mall.