The autumn wind rises, and the crab feet itch.

Every year around the Chung Yeung Festival, it is the best season to eat crabs. Fang Guyan went to Yandang Lake in Yancheng to catch a lot of hairy crabs, and today he carried a net bag and got on a long-distance passenger to Chengdu.

The brothers of the Fang family are all in the Jiangdongwei branch of Chengdu, and every time they call to ask how they are doing, they are all the same "good".

Fang Guyan was very curious about what kind of good method it was, so he came up with the idea of running this trip. He himself was at the Jiangdongwei headquarters, and this time could be said to be extremely aggrieved, and he had to recite the "Diamond Sutra" more than 800 times a day to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

If Chengdu's side is really good, Fang Guyan would like to transfer over to help. If he stays in Yancheng any longer, he is afraid that one day he will not be able to hold it back and kill him.

There are always some people in this world who like to force others to the point where there is no way back.

How long did the long-distance bus go, Fang Guyan thought about it for a long time, his stomach seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't go smoothly in one breath.

Since Chen Mulan, the female secretary of Yancheng, who was good friends with Chen Mo, was transferred, the new secretary of the municipal party committee and the deputy mayor became partners and began to carry out endless suppression of Jiang Dongwei. The reason for the latest suspension of business for rectification was that there were fire hazards in the company's two-story building, and the temporary person in charge was so angry that he almost fought with the other party.

There are eight giants working hard in secret, and it is not surprising that the public is looking for trouble. Fang Guyan's real anger lies in the fact that those uniformed minions all have the same aura as a grandfather, and they are willing to magnify the little power at hand countless times, pick bones from eggs, and turn any seemingly insignificant detail into a reason to attack.

Don't you just want to keep in business? Isn't that just trying to keep this security company going? If the three words "Jiang Dongwei" can be put down, how many lives will you donkeys have?

Sometimes sleeping on the bed in the dormitory in the middle of the night, Fang Guyan would bite his lip and be drenched in blood. The Fang family and the Mo family have been paid since the first day they called Jiang Dongwei. There is money to take, a place to live, and a free big pot of rice to eat - the people here are much more comfortable than Zhanyang, but Fang Guyan felt that he had not been able to do what he should do.

He had never been so confused, even a little desperate.

When it was dark, Fang Guyan followed the address written on the cigarette shell and found the door of Jiangdong Wei Chengdu Branch.

The building was lit with ghostly lights, and the front door was littered with broken glass and clutter that looked like someone had just been smashed.

Fang Guyan carried the crab and was stunned for a long time, until the two security guards on duty in the ground floor hall came out to call him, and then came back to his senses.

"Why are you here?" It was Mo Hongqi who came out.

Fang Guyan looked at the other party's beard and black eyes, and he was stunned again.

The two of them have fought since they were children, and they can be regarded as old rivals. Fang Guyan had never seen Mo Hongqi so depressed, it was like he was twenty years old.

"What about the big tooth and the flat head?" Fang Guyan asked his brothers.

"Caught." Mo Hongqi tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if with a wry smile, "It's not a big deal, but I don't know when I can release it." ”

"What kind of is this?!" Fang Guyan's eyes widened, angered by the other party's vague statement.

"Come in, I'll tell you slowly." Mo Hongqi's temper today is surprisingly good.

A few bottles of bad wine, a pot of crabs, and three Zhanyang men.

Fang Guyan broke a crab leg, but did not eat it, listening to Mo Hongqi talking there, his brows became deeper and deeper, and his face became more and more blue.

Outside the door, a group of young people in strange costumes roared on motorcycles and stopped in front of the building. They were holding paint spray cans and graffiti on the glass doors outside, seemingly graffiti artists who saw the rules as nothing, but with their pockets bulging around their waists.

"Hey, look!" A young man with dyed red hair and a nose ring suddenly shouted, as if he had seen an alien, "These three stupid security guards have good food!" ”

More than a dozen guys who looked similar to him walked into the hall laughing, and the first one honestly and unceremoniously reached out, grabbed a crab and opened the lid, and slowly sucked it in his mouth.

"your ancestor's, you can eat this?" He scolded viciously and kicked the pot over.

"Don't move." Mo Hongqi said in Zhanyang native language.

Fang Guyan barely moved, and an earthworm-like green tendon was formed on his neck, where he kept twitching, as if he was about to break his skin at any moment.

"I said, are you planning to stay in Chengdu and not leave if you are killed?" The young man lit a cigarette, and after returning to the dragon, he sprayed the column of smoke on Mo Hongqi's face, "Is it so fun to be carried back to Shudong?" Look at your stupidity, how much can you get paid? Three thousand is remarkable! Helping others sell their lives to this extent, I don't want to think about whether I have enough money for coffins! ”

"When the boss comes back and he tells us to go, we'll go." Mo Hongqi said slowly.

"The surname Chen? Will he be able to come back? The young man sneered.

"If you can't come back, you have to wait." Mo Hongqi looked at Fang Guyan and gave him a look again.

Fang Guyan listened to his last sentence faintly and desolately, and the inner breath that he mentioned slowly dissipated. He could have pinched all the cubs in front of him with his eyes closed, but now he had to give up the idea of doing it.

"It's seven o'clock, let's go, come and play with these stupid birds after dinner!" The leading young man glanced at his watch and led the group away.

The three security guards behind him picked up the crabs on the ground again, rinsed them under the faucet, and drank the sullen wine silently.

In an eventful season, if you want to protect yourself, you have to learn to forbear.

They are all waiting.

It's seven o'clock in the evening again, and as is customary, there is half an hour to watch on TV.

She leaned against the wall, tied her hair up, and looked at the iron fence three or four meters above the ground. The old-fashioned color TV was just behind, and as the hissing sounded, the fluorescent screen gradually brightened, revealing the familiar station logo.

The weather was already a little cold in October, so she put her hand in her coat pocket and tilted her head quietly, the upper of her slippers under her feet had a row of freshly patched threads.

"No. 11, I heard that your family is quite rich?" Sister Niu Hua buckled her feet for a long time, and finally got bored.

Sister Niu Hua sold beef and mutton in the vegetable market for a living, and found out that her husband was cheating outside, and then she swaggered to the police station to surrender, and the streets and alleys were full of strange conversations.

"General." Number 11 said.

"It's been so long since you've been in, why haven't you seen your man come to see you?" Sister Niu Hua is a well-known figure in the female prisoner, but she speaks politely at the moment.

The 11th didn't reply, and his gaze on the TV began to look strange. In the news about the South Pacific island nation, a young man was speaking at a public rally, and the atmosphere was extremely fanatical.

"It's coming, it's coming." Looking at those dark eyes, Number 11 suddenly smiled.

(To be continued)