Although the time is not right in this little October, there is a sense of warmth and sunshine, but the sky still dims according to the hour. It was five or six o'clock when the foreigners were at the end of the hour, and the street was already so dark that it was impossible to see the faces of passers-by. Some of the shopkeepers also went to the door early to go to the door panel, and the movement of the shopkeeper pulling the abacus beads and the tent was also revealed through the cracks in the door panel with the dim light of the oil lamp......

On ordinary days, the characters who do food and trading on the streets in Sijiu City also have an hour.

Rushing to the morning market's wonton stalls, cake cutting picks, steamed bun steamers, tofu brains, the shopkeeper has always picked up the guys who eat on the street in the dark, lit the fire in the dark, and picked up the good household goods, just waiting for the pedestrians who got up early on the street, and the food stalls on the top of the morning market, there were all kinds of hot air with a fragrant nose, and the whole hooked a few gluttonous worms in the stomach of the early pedestrians on the street.

The small business didn't have too many materials, and the business was done all the way, almost to the end of the day, and all the materials prepared on the food stall were almost used. opened his voice and shouted a few words, piled up a few words with a smile, added an extra sip of soup to the familiar guest bowl, and added three points to the old customer's hand, just enough to sell the food tail on the stall clean, and then went home with a fluttering eater. Before people enter the house, they have already cleared the small accounts of today's day's trading!

Waiting for the shopkeeper who was doing food trading in the morning market just now after receiving the food and going home, all kinds of small picks and snacks for night snack trading also poked back and forth on the street. Pick a half-bright and non-dark dead wind lamp, light a furnace to warm the open flame of the stove for a long time, and do not shout, let alone solicit, and naturally there will be pedestrians who return that night to stop in front of the stall.

Spend a few bucks to drink a bowl of wonton soup and cut a plate of lamb's head meat with a few tickets. With a pot of half-warm old white dry pads, he was hungry, and then he raised his legs and walked back towards their respective houses. When the night was quieter, and there were no more pedestrians on the street, the stalls that were engaged in night market trading lightly packed up their own food and belongings, and illuminated the return journey with the help of the dead wind lamp on the top of the pick, which was about to run out of oil.

But today, there are a few picks of food poking on the street of Zhushikou, but how can people look at it, there is a sense of evil behavior?

The food stalls selling walnut buns have long been out of customers. Even the hot exhalation that curled from the steamer was long gone. Although there is still a ball of white noodles and half a pot of minced meat on the case of making steamed buns, the shopkeeper who sells walnut buns does not even touch the food materials that can make him earn money to eat, and his hands are always shrunk under the case, and his towering shoulders are also inched, like a vicious wolf squatting behind a tree stump.

On top of the wonton stall in another place, there is a posture of thriving business. Seven or eight strong men dressed in Liba, and three or five businessmen-looking figures, crowded the three seats that the wonton stall should stand up to fill up. But you have to take a closer look. But I could also see that the patron sitting on the head of the wonton stall didn't touch the bowl of cold wonton soup in front of each other, and all eyes were fixed on a pair of bean juice picks lying diagonally across the street, and everyone's hands were also in their arms......

is completely different from the two awkward food stalls that can be seen at a glance, the bean juice in front of the eye master is in front of him, and he has never broken off the true and false customers at the end of the day. Seeing that the sky was dark, and the bean juice in the copper pot was also sold, it was as if he hadn't even seen those tigerish eyes on the street. It's just that I took care of all the bits and pieces on the bean juice pick, and then I put the fluttering bean juice pick on my shoulder. Hooked his head and walked towards the mouth of an alley not far away, no matter how he looked, he looked like a serious businessman closing the stall and going home.

With a gloomy face, he stared at the back of the eyed master, and the shopkeeper of the wonton stall, who usually loses a smile when he sees people, casually threw the rag in his hand towards the case, raised his hand and beckoned to the second meat shop where the door curtain was opened, and whispered to a few men dressed in Liba who were sitting on the head of the wonton stall: "You guys, go and dispose of this old guy!" ”

He quickly stood up. A few strong men dressed in Liba nodded slightly towards the wonton stall shopkeeper, and their footsteps rushed straight towards the alley that Yan'er Ye had just turned into. The talent took a few steps, and the various hard fire postures in his arms were already in his hands, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Watching the strong men dressed as Liba quickly burrow into the dark alley, a strong man who looked like a merchant was sitting on the wonton stall. looked at the wonton stall shopkeeper suspiciously: "It's just a half-old man, do you need so many people to deal with it?" ”

sneered and beckoned to another living kiln that was not lit at all, the face of the wonton stall shopkeeper became more and more gloomy, and his voice also carried a bit of solemnity: "There can be no more mistakes!" Kikusha ...... Too many failures have been suffered, too much stigma has been borne! Even the general number expressed a very dissatisfied attitude towards the performance of the Jushe in Beiping City! If even the last action before the Jushe evacuated Beiping City had to suffer the shame of failure, then even seppuku would not be able to restore the reputation of the monarchs - are all the people ready? ”

Nodding slightly, the strong man who looked like a strong man had a fierce look on his face: "In addition to the guys who are stationed outside Tsinghua Park as bait, the capable personnel of the Jushe in Beiping City, and even the head office in Beiping City, a total of sixty-five people, have all arrived at the reserved location!" Your Excellency, when are we going to get started? ”

"So...... Now is the time! ”

Raising his eyes to look at the sky, and then looking at the lights on many shops on Zhushikou Street, the strong man who looked like a good man suddenly hesitated: "Your Excellency, do it now...... Will it lead to unnecessary riots? Although those people will not cause much hindrance to our operations, after all, they will make things expand in the direction of expansion, right? ”

Reaching out and pulling out a southern-style pistol from under the wonton stall, the shopkeeper of the wonton stall shook his head with a cruel smile: "There is no need to cover it up!" Things have come to the point where they are now, and almost every pair of eyes in Beiping City are staring at Jushe's body! No matter how secretive it is. In the end, he still can't get rid of the consequences of being held accountable. All we need to do is carry out the orders of the Kikusha or the general number! Leave the rest to the people who can solve them! Ladies and gentlemen, this operation can only succeed, not fail! Otherwise...... If you can break the jade. Just try to break the jade as much as possible! ”

Qi Qi agreed, and all the strong men dressed as merchants sitting on the heads of the wonton stalls stood up suddenly, stretched out their hands and touched the hard fire household goods they were carrying, and strode towards the gate of the main gate of the fire not far away. At the same time that those strong men who were dressed up stood up, Jushe settled in the three live kilns on Zhushikouer Street, and it was like ants pouring out of the nest, and many strong men with hard fire in their hands poured out, and quickly drilled into the alleys on Zhushikouer Street, which was obviously about to surround the main entrance of the fire from those alleys!

Like a pack of wolves pounced on sheep, and like a wild bee destroying flowers. When the black pressure poured into the streets, the dark piles of the chrysanthemum society were directly extinguishing the gate of the main gate of the main gate of the fire, and they did not forget to send a few figures with hard fire in their hands to seal the shops and traders near the entrance of the main gate of the fire. Anyone who listened to the movement on the street was not right, and wanted to open the door panel to see what was going on, and the cold barrel of the gun in his hand immediately pushed towards the door of the human head!

In some back street alleys, the dark piles of the chrysanthemum community that have already been familiar with the streets and alleys near the entrance of the main gate of the fire have also closed the exits of the alleys. Whenever he wanted to see a neighbor who hurriedly opened the corner door of his backyard and wanted to sneak out to find someone to report the news, the hard fire in his hand also pointed to it from a distance, until the neighbor who wanted to sneak in to find someone to report the news had to retreat into his own house. One by one, they were so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks and went to the room, but they couldn't figure out any way at all!

One kick flew away the two peach talismans resting on the threshold of the main entrance of the fire. The dark piles of the chrysanthemum society that rushed to the front of several merchants worked together to push open the door that was hidden at the entrance of the main gate of the fire, and some of the hidden piles of the chrysanthemum society behind them who were dressed differently but were all holding the hard fire family in their hands suddenly rushed into the entrance of the main gate of the fire. Among them, several of the dark piles of the chrysanthemum society, which had been prepared for a long time, lit up the air death lamp in their hands when they entered the door, illuminating the empty hall of the main entrance of the fire hall to be bright and transparent.

I don't hide any traces at all. Without the slightest hesitation, the dark pile of the Jushe that rushed into the entrance of the main gate of the fire was like a bear that had broken into the bud rice field, and rushed straight towards the direction of the second courtyard very frantically. And outside the small corner gate behind the entrance of the main gate of the fire, some of the dark piles of the chrysanthemum society also removed the original sturdy door shaft of the small corner gate, and threw themselves into the entrance of the main gate of the fire from the other direction......

It's just a pot of tea. The thirty and forty threw themselves into the dark pile of the Jushe in the entrance of the main gate of the fire, and had already searched all the houses in the entrance of the main gate of the fire, and when they found out that there was really no one on duty at the entrance of the main gate of the fire, they all gathered into the courtyard of the second entrance, and whispered to the shopkeeper of the wonton stall who had just walked into the courtyard of the second entrance: "Your Excellency, it is indeed an empty house, and there are no people in ambush!" And...... In every room, there seems to be only some rough benzene furniture left, and nothing else! ”

His brows were tightly locked, and the shopkeeper of the wonton stall with a southern-style pistol in his hand suddenly muttered in confusion: "Is it ...... Did the main gate of the fire really transfer all the important things to Tsinghua Garden? If that's the case....... Those guys outside Tsinghua Park can't afford any heavy responsibilities at all...... Search carefully, and if you really can't find anything useful, then head to Tsinghua Garden immediately! (To be continued.) )

ps: The fever is so stupid......

When he was young, he was a hero, and now he is half old, and he is already in bear mode......

The years do not spare people, especially the bald......