The cold weather outside and another drizzle, the sky is even more gloomy, the temperature is a little low, ordinary men and women don't want to get up with the quilt, the weather is too cold, even some interesting sports are relatively less, not to mention the prisoners assigned to dig gold in the deep mountains and old forests.

Tu Er looked at the dark and secluded mine, as if the long history of thousands of years of emptiness made people feel the reality at all, and gave people a lesson from the vicissitudes of life, "Hey, how many can you come back?" ”

The people who can be sent down have all gone down, all the accumulation in the past few years, and the rest are all gambling, the rest is okay, the key is that there is one less of these brothers, and there are only so many days in this world, how many can kowtow?

Since he started doing this business, he has not stopped, and the brothers who have followed him have never complained to him over the years, nor have they complained about their grievances, these people are a group of people who do all kinds of evil in the eyes of outsiders, and they have a thief's heart when they steal the tomb, and as long as the people who were added earlier are cultivated to have a thief's heart, they are not even afraid of ghosts and gods after following the next few trips to the tomb, and the thief's heart and thief's courage become difficult to manage.

Those brothers who went out to lose, plus those who had different intentions had already gone out to betray this vein, there were fewer and fewer left, and they may also be old, Tu Er was always a little sad during this time, especially after seeing the Zhonglang seal lord these days, watching the next generation grow up slowly, I felt that I had experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

Just like a person in the workplace, when I just graduated, I always feel that I have a lot of time, cherish it, don't cherish it, there is no big difference in time between people who work hard and don't want to play, there are new people in the unit every year, one day I feel that when I am surrounded by people of the next age, the mood when I look at the post-80s should be the same as when the post-80s look at the post-90s, and the post-90s will also be the same mood when they look at the post-00s.

People are sad not that the years are not born, but the people who change, watching the people and things in the past are constantly disappearing and changing, and the migration of the hometown and the old people, I sincerely have a kind of untargeted sadness.

Tu Er doesn't have a wife, but he rarely mentions it to others, how can a person like him have the luxury of having a good emotional home, as soon as he enters the rivers and lakes as deep as the sea, he can see the white head a few times, and he still blames him, he also knows that he can't afford to pay off the debt to his wife for a lifetime. His wife always likes to wear red makeup, the most is a little woman's appearance, but the family education is very deep, her father is one of the eight heroes in the north and south of the northwest "blue wolf" Qin Longyue, as the only youngest daughter in the family she has been favored since childhood, always like to quote classics to analyze some ancient and modern people, has their own unique views on 5,000 years of history, does not like to practice martial arts and other things that seem vulgar to her, like to be meticulous, very lively. At that time, Miss Qin's family was beautiful and moving, and she had a wide range of suitors, and she thought that she liked to wear red makeup, so some people called her "Qin Hong makeup", and there was no shortage of celebrities and prominent people who were sent out at home, but she had a very high vision, and she was stunned to look down on some characters who had enjoyed fame and fortune for a long time.

Tu Er knows in his heart that he has been able to have such a big name and power over the years and relies on the snort of red makeup at home, that is, the title of "Yuanliang" is also earned back by his wife, what kind of bullshit "Yuanliang", what kind of sage and powerful person is he, not the woman behind him is knowledgeable, maybe he feels that he thinks too much, or he is worried that his wife is living hard outside, he stretched his brows, and then put his hand on the mine, carefully feeling whether there is a change under the mine.

I saw that he frowned, and looked in the other direction with feeling, and there was a person standing there, who was also looking at him coldly.

Golden Float

Both of them seem to have known that someone below is damaged, and their faces are not good-looking.

The rain gradually stopped, and the personnel of the first and second prisons slowly approached the side of the mine, and a lot of mud on the road turned into pits due to the unbearable trampling, and among the prisoners was the "old duck" who usually always giggled and looked at the other side with a cold face at this time. There was an inexplicable glint in the eyes of both sides, and they both knew what this meant.

The other managers in the mine, when they saw the people in the two prisons, hurriedly stepped forward to say good things to the two bosses, after all, in addition to the fork, they were also implicated, and they could still show off their might to these prisoners in normal times, but they knew that they were afraid that they would not be good at this situation, and at this time, the person in charge of the class smiled and bloomed with a smile, and his mouth kept chanting "Harmony makes money, and harmony ······"

Although the prisoners here are mining here, this is a prison, and there is undoubtedly the pressure of the army outside, but inside this prison, it is an iron bucket rivers and lakes, and the guards and prisoners of the flowing water will fight for revenge between the prisoners every day, and even the scandal of the male qiang raping the man has been reported from time to time, which is difficult for the guards outside to eliminate.

The person in charge of the class was pale at this time, and he didn't care about the round beer belly, and ran around on both sides to calm the liver fire on both sides, but he didn't know why, although the bigwigs on both sides were kind to him, but he made his forehead sweat, and the mine mouth at this time was surprisingly quiet, and the personnel on both sides looked at each other, and there was no trace of humanity in their eyes.

Tu Er and Jin Futu are calm and serene, in this oppressive and strange environment, ordinary people will inevitably have a kind of trance when they see them, and seeing the two of them is like seeing a rock in the waves.

Tu Er and Jin Futu turned around almost at the same time, stood on tiptoe and walked back, Tu Er's thumb gently pressed his index finger, Jin Futu silently took out the beads in his hand and twisted gently, as if chanting Buddha and saying Zen.

Tu Er squinted at a thin man and said softly, "It's all arranged?" ”

The thin man nodded slightly, Tu Er walked straight forward, and the footsteps behind him began to make noise.

Both sides have organized arrangements, the organizer on Tu Er's side is a thin man, and the opposite side is a long-haired person, the two sides have accumulated grievances for not a day or two, and there is no chance to get together in normal times, and occasionally a small fight is not a big deal, and the people above have also turned a blind eye, this time the two sides have been choosing to hibernate, hiding around the mine, and the casualties under King Kang's tomb are the last faces of both sides, since there is no way to avoid it, new hatred and old hatred will break out!

The first prison force is 500 people.

The second prison force is 600 people.

One prison has many thieves, mixed with dozens of strange people and strangers, and there are many outlaws in the other prison, and their combat power is not bad.

The two sides did not hide any power this time, and they surfaced completely, because both sides knew that the battle under the mine was one thing, but it was always necessary to bring it out, and there was still a useful distance from the tomb to the hand, and the treasure of the call could not be intercepted by someone after a thousand blessings, so the right to speak above was also very important in whose hands.

Both sides walked forward, never saying a word.

The distance became tighter and tighter, and one by one they took out the secret weapons they had prepared from their bodies, including copper handles, pipes, sharpened spoon handles, and more all kinds of iron tools, but they were all sharpened.

"Ah·······h

Thousands of people suddenly ran violently, and the sound was like thunder.

The two sides then came into contact almost simultaneously.

The sharp leg of the chair in the old duck's hand inserted into the eye of the person opposite.