Squatting in a small sentry box where the patrol officer was napping on Zhushikou Street, the patrol officer Bi Laozhuan put a tin wine pot that could hold a pound of old white dry next to the small stove, and sniffed the aroma of meat oil coming out of the casserole sitting on the small stove, and sighed very comfortably

In the early years, the characters in the patrol police station who could do this midnight street patrol work were almost all the masters who could talk to the big and small officials in the patrol police station - everyone understood that the patrol police station patrolled the streets in the middle of the night, and all they ran was to take money from the pockets of the characters who walked at night, and at the very least, they could pick up a few drunk masters on the street, and pull out and wash the slightly valuable things on people's bodies!

If there is really a time when you hit the big luck, you can't say that you can get a shut-up money from the people who take the ghost road to buy and sell, and you can see several oceans at least, which is enough to take advantage of the stall where no one is detained in the second half of the night to drill back to the secret door, drink a little wine, and hug the girls comfortably

But now the world is not quiet, and the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods from all walks of life have tossed and turned into a big forty-nine city [none] [wrong], and the patrol police station has to follow suit. During the day, he hung up the hard fire family with him to guard several important boundaries, and at night he had to go out to patrol the streets in shifts and stay up late. I haven't seen the benefits at all, but the fatal mystery can be bumped into by the sky! Even if the wife survives until the hour of the break, the first half of the night on this cold day, a small life is almost thirty percent!

It also has to be said that Sijiu City is a land with heaven and shoulders, and seeing that it is really impossible to survive the pain of patrolling the streets in the middle of the night, there is the master with a lively heart, and he half-truthfully handed over to the shops and traders on the streets. It's just that there is no place to rest on patrolling the streets in the middle of the night, and if you really bump into the patrol officers who are being troubled by thieves and are frozen half to death. But I don't have the ability to keep the merchants on the street safe!

Playing gongs and listening to the sounds, talking and listening to the sounds, these words were handed over to just one day's work, and all the shops and traders in the city of Sijiu were erected on the streets where the merchants and sellers were gathered, and all the sentry boxes that could tell the patrol officers to rest. The five-point thick board separated by a good elm of one color, one side of the door is opened, the three sides are left with windows, and the one-foot square window glass is called polished to the bright tile. The curtains made of blue indigo cloth and new cotton are also thicker than ordinary people's quilts, which is enough to ensure that the eight winds in the sentry box do not move, and the snow and rain do not invade!

There is a way that there are no people left in the empty house, and it is difficult to worship God in the cold stove, so they have already paid their waists to cover this guard box called the patrol police nap, and naturally it is not bad to buy a way to bake the fire and an iron kettle to boil water. There is such a big boundary in the sentry box, and the Taishi chair must not be placed, but it is okay to stuff a yuan throne into it.

The family has everything in place, and the work that is taken care of is naturally taken care of. The traders of the shops near those posts have apprentices who have learned the arts, and they have broken urges to do things, and each family takes turns to take care of the class. Seeing that it was dark, there would immediately be the little apprentice of the shop trader and the broken urge. I took the fire and briquettes from the stove in the back kitchen, and lit the stove in the sentry box first.

Seeing that Tian'er had rubbed the large iron kettle filled with water and headed towards the stove, but with a pot of tea, the slightest white gas slowly rose from the spout. Waiting for the patrol policeman who had been on a night patrol errand walked to the front of the sentry box with the grandfather, he had just lifted the thick door curtain, and a warm and hot exhalation suddenly gushed out, and at that time he could call the patrol officer who opened the door curtain to twist his throat and shout: "Ho, this hot exhale, it really burns the lungs of the master!" ”

Seeing the shops and traders everywhere, they have this sense of filial piety. Naturally, the gangsters who poked poles everywhere in the city of Sijiu couldn't be left behind. But whenever it is dark, snacks and food are touched by restaurants everywhere. All kinds of liquor syrup that I bought in exchange for it were all sent to the sentry box in a hurry. If it weren't for the fact that there was really no place to move in the sentry box, maybe those thugs on the street could prepare a table of four hot meat in the sentry box in order to tie up the patrol police?

Squinting his eyes and taking a nap, Bi Lao turned to smell that the elbow flower boiled cabbage stewed in the casserole was already full of meat, and then slowly opened his eyes. First, he reached out and took the wine jug next to the stove, and Mei Zizi took a sip of the hot old white dry, then lifted the placket to protect his fingers, and carefully uncovered the hot lid on the casserole.

The side face let go of the sudden rise of white gas, and Bi Lao turned to the side and rested the casserole lid on the ground next to the chair. While taking out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeve, he picked up a piece of stewed elbow flower and put it into his mouth, sucking his lips and chewing it with taste

It is said that people have no windfall and no wealth, horses have no night grass and no fat, and this day can find a bloody supper when he is on duty to patrol the night, and he has only been working hard for two months, and he has seen the fat on his waist and eyes. If only you could live such a day without danger until the beginning of spring

Before Bi Laozhuan opened the scene of the dream of marrying a daughter-in-law, there was some faint noise and shouting outside the sentry box. Crossing his elbows, Bi Lao turned to wipe the window glass on the other side of the street in the sentry box, looked out with wide eyes, and suddenly jumped up from the ingots chair in shock: "What the hell are you afraid of?!" So many people went to the street in the middle of the night, this really didn't want to make Bi Ye worry, right? ”

Hurriedly plucking the Jin Zao picker from the back of his waist, Bi Lao opened the curtain at the door of the sentry box, stumbled into the middle of the road, and shouted at those who were shouting towards him: "What do you want to do? What do you want to do?! On this cold day, what do you want to do when you don't stay in your own house at night to burrow the quilt and hug your daughter-in-law, and you all run to the street? ! I don't know the rules for cleaning the streets at night."

Before Bi Laozhuan finished speaking, from the pile of people who rushed over from the black pressure, there was already a shout in the voice of a duck male: "That's Bi Laozhuan in front, isn't it?" What's wrong? You guys are idle tonight, you want to wander around the street, you are still planning to find our masters, aren't you? ”

As soon as he heard the shouting of the duck's voice, Bi Laozhuan, who had just taken out a proud appearance, suddenly collapsed his waist, and the Jin Zao puff in his hand quickly stuffed back into his waist: "Hey, I'm really blind to my own eyes, I didn't see Tabeile, you are also this big night, Tabeile, you are"

seemed to be quite satisfied with the flattering appearance of Bi Lao Zhuanxian, Tabel, who was walking in front of the crowd, gently shook the little eight pieces on his waist, and suddenly tossed out a delicate crisp sound: "You Bi Lao Zhuan can't ask this question!" I really want to know why so many of our masters from the Four Nine Cities are going to go at night, I'm afraid that the surnamed Duan who patrols the streets on Zhushikouer Street will not bother to reward him with a good face! Ma Yu'er let Dao'er go, to stir up the good things of our grandfathers in front of the Ju Society, the long prestige, eight Bi Lao Zhuan is not enough for the masters to drown in a mouthful of spit! ”

Nodding his head and getting out of the way of the street, Bi Lao rolled his eyes, peeking at the black-clothed people on several large cars wrapped in the crowd, and suddenly broke out in a white sweat!

At present, in the Sijiu City, it is already a storm, and everyone knows that the scene of the competition between Huozhengmen and Jushe is down, and it is natural to divide the upper and lower levels, and if it is not good, it will be bloody and fatal!

If you really make a scene so much that you can't clean it up, I'm afraid that the first one will be eaten, it will have to be Duan Ye in the patrol police station, so why should you ask for the sin of poor care and unclear investigation. When the time comes, the trees will fall and scatter, and many of the patrol officers in the patrol police station who are next to Duan Ye will have to ask the new person who is sitting in the golden chair of the director of the patrol police station to sweep the floor and go out!

The life and death of others is small, but the job of one's own family is big. No matter how slow the brain turns around on weekdays, when encountering such a thing, Bi Lao really didn't make the mistake of lacking heart and eyes. Before the crowd of people shouting in the middle of the street walked over, Bi Laozhuan had quietly retreated to the side of the street, turned his head and went into a dark alley on the side of the street, and ran straight in the direction of Manmu Spring Library

Wrapped in the crowd, She Youdao watched Bi Lao turn coldly and quietly drilled into the alley on the side of the street, and then turned his head and whispered to Xiang Youbao who was walking beside him: "There is a leopard, there are seven or eight patrol police booths along the way, and the patrol officers waiting inside, I'm afraid that the whole world is looking for Duan Ye to report the news!" The job we're doing tonight is supposed to be a seven, right? ”

Nodding slightly, Xiang Youbao pressed his throat and said to She Youdao: "I guess it's almost the same!" These Ju Society characters on this cart have already asked us to quietly stuff the things that Yan Ye got from all over the Sijiu City. After a while, he appeared in front of the Chrysanthemum Society, so he didn't have to worry about the people in the Chrysanthemum Society not admitting it! ”

After a little hesitation, She Youdao replied in a low voice with a little apprehension: "There is a leopard, the number of roads you calculated should be not bad." But those Japanese in the Ju Society have hard fire engraved in their hands! If this is in case we go to the Jushe scene tonight, all of them are famous and surnamed characters in Sijiu City, and they are all holding the patron sign in the main gate of our fire. If this hurts a half of this face, it will be our turn to clean up? ”

"Uncle Shi, don't worry! The characters who can go to the door of the Ju Society tonight, in addition to the gentlemen of the Forty-Nine City who are holding us to the scene, there are also many people who estimate that they should also arrive! As long as they show up, those Japanese in the chrysanthemum community don't dare to stab at all! ”

"There's a leopard, what are you arranging?"

"Master Yan has done a big thing for us this time! The name of the Splashing Vajra in the Forty-Nine City is really not given for nothing" (to be continued......

Chapter 385: The Anger of the People (II:

...