As soon as the bandit Lin sat down, the middle-aged man opposite him had already made tea. After putting a cup in front of the bandit Lin, he picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip and said, "Brother Lin, you are easy to do these two things, but it is not easy to do them together." ”

The bandit Lin has always been a suspicious person, and he doesn't need to use people, although he didn't directly point out Li Xiao's business, he did it himself. But after all, his friend helped him inquire about Li Xiao's whereabouts, and it didn't take long for a firefight to break out one after another.

Bandit Lin frowned slightly when he heard this, and said after thinking for a while: "Liming, can you hurry up a little bit about this matter?" If you have money, I still have it! ”

Although the bandit Lin has never cared much about the affairs of Huomen Village, the transformation is too big after all, and he can't even think about it.

Respond to the call, sign and get the money, and complete the relocation within 15 days. The person in charge of this in the village was Yang Xu, a patrol member, who gave an average price of 601 square meters in the west of the city.

This price is okay for ordinary people, after all, the suburbs have a large area of houses, and it is not impossible to live in the city if you get money to buy a small apartment in the city.

But the dog farm of the Bandit Forest was originally bought for 520 yuan per square meter, and you give 600, and the Bandit Forest only loses money or makes any money, after all, you just don't do any decoration, and you have to spend money just to brush a big white!

Compared with money, Gangster Lin is more concerned about people. After the last fierce battle, although he was lucky enough to pick up a life and came back, he couldn't do any heavy work in this life, and he was basically wasted.

Several other brothers also left some more or less faults on their bodies. The bandit group that used to gallop in the uninhabited area is now called a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

And pondered in his heart: if you lose some, you will lose some, and he doesn't want the equipment of the dog farm anymore. If you can't take revenge, you can simply retire in the Seven Cities.

That's why he desperately wanted the middle-aged man on the other side to "Liming" to solve the problem of the pass, otherwise after fifteen days or at most twenty days, the brothers under him who had expired their temporary passes might even be living on the streets.

"It's not about money." Liming shook his head and continued: "It will take a week for the pass to be issued, and the suburbs that originally did not require any formalities are about to cease to exist, and now you have to have a pass before looking for a house." ”

The bandit Lin fell silent, believing that Liming didn't need to lie to himself.

If Liming is not willing to help, he can leave. If he is for money, it is even more unnecessary to beat himself, because he has never repaid the price when he speaks clearly.

But according to Liming's tone, it is indeed quite difficult to hand over this matter to him.

After being silent for a long time, the bandit Lin said softly: "Okay, Liming you want to find a way to do it quickly, and I will try to delay it for a few more days." ”

"Okay."

"I'm sorry for you." The bandit Lin sincerely thanked Liming and got up to leave.

The bandits who went out sank like water.

Money has never been much of a problem for him. The capable bandit Lin really didn't worry about money, but a complicated relationship like this really gave him a headache.

A very real problem is in front of us, if the dog farm is demolished, the next foothold has not been negotiated. It means that Hanzi and the others don't even have a nest.

And although the officials of the Seven Cities have not caught themselves for so long, this does not mean that the security of the Seven Cities is a fool.

If it was really Hanzi and the others who had no fixed place to live and lived on the streets. will soon become the focus of the Seven Cities Security Target, so even if the gangster Lin and others are strong, it will only be a matter of time before they are caught.

That's why the bandit Lin is so anxious, in addition to half a box of gold in his life, there are only so many old brothers who are still by his side, and he can't tolerate any mistakes.

And on the way back to the dog farm, Yang Xu's little brothers also knocked on the door of the dog farm.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

rarely goes to the city, and only knows that he guards his own one-acre and three-point land all day long, and gnaws on the small land of the neighbors who bully the neighbors.

That is the lack of cognition of themselves, and they subconsciously think that the land under their feet that they have been rampant for more than ten or twenty years should be up to them.

It stands to reason that expropriation is a rough job. After all, there is no unity of interests and opinions, and contradictions are prone to erupt. But like these little cubs under Yang Xu, there are definitely a few people who talk about expropriation as if they are going to fight.

The little ground that smashed the door is called Fat Melon, twenty-two or three years old, as the name suggests, very fat like a melon!

He is the oldest of these small landlies under Yang Xu. In addition, the tonnage is placed there, and the weight of more than 200 catties looks like a hill from a distance, so except for Yang Xu, Huomen Village is the largest fat melon in him!

The smashing is very loud, and the momentum is very strong!

But the gate of the dog farm is still closed, as if no one cares.

The fat melon was a little unbearable on his face, and scolded at the top of his throat: "Is this dog farm dead or not?" The door is gone, isn't it? ”

Several other cubs who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic also spoke out.

"Open the door, open the door! If you don't open the door again, I'll smash your! ”

"Do you have to push your dog farm to be sensible!"

The vigil of Xi Liu had just gone upstairs to sleep, because Xi Liu's identity was too sensitive, after all, he was photographed many times in the street firefight, so that under normal circumstances, he would not wander outside during the day.

Even if he is still in the dog farm, most of the time he is responsible for keeping the night safe.

After experiencing the First World War in the teahouse, the very weak Hanzi was sitting in the cafeteria and eating breakfast leisurely.

For the fact that he can no longer engage in heavy physical labor, Hanzi really doesn't pay too much attention to it. This is the same as his eldest brother, wherever he goes, he will admit it when it is over.

Besides, the eldest brother said that he was a nobleman of the Eight Banners in the late Qing Dynasty for the rest of his life, carrying a bird cage and fighting crickets every day, and raising himself to death.

was originally an outlaw who ate this bowl of rice, so why don't you just be open-minded!

But apparently he wasn't so happy this morning.

The sound of slamming the door and scolding was endless. For Hanzi, the world is the biggest eater. He wanted to finish the leek pancake in his hand before opening the door, but the scolding from outside the door really upset him.

He scratched his head, and had to lay the remaining half of the pancake on the porcelain plate in an orderly manner. I wiped the grease stains on my mouth with my cuffs and walked out the door.

Walking leisurely to the big iron gate, he pushed open a small opening in the door, and Hanzi stretched out most of his head to see who it was.

But when I just saw the six Dilaizi led by the fat melon, I felt that my eyes were dark.