Feng Erbiao mysteriously pulled us aside, due to excessive nervousness, his face was pale at the moment, and I kept asking: "What is the situation?" What's wrong with the old man who sells fruit? You're talking! ”

Feng Erbiao said in horror: "That old man is selling cherries under the guise of selling them, but he is selling human organs in private!" ”

When we heard this, we were stunned!

I hurriedly asked, "How do you know?" ”

Feng Erbiao leaned his head in front of us and whispered nervously: "I saw someone selling cherries just now, so I went over and tasted it, and when I tasted the 18th, the old man put his mouth to my ear, lowered his voice and said: Do you want a face?" ”

Er Biao kept taking deep breaths, trying to use this method to force himself to calm down, he looked at us, his eyes were like goose eggs, and he said in horror: ", I was startled, don't you run back quickly." ”

I gushed out a mouthful of old blood, the blood was frightening, graceful like a dragon, drawing an arc of vicissitudes in mid-air, dyeing the entire Wangfujing Street into the color of the national flag, I stood in the wind and thought about life, after a long time, I wiped away the tears in the corners of my eyes and the blood in the corners of my mouth, and choked up: "Biaozi, can't you let us live?" Kan Dashan doesn't have your way, why are you still dead? ”

Feng Erbiao stood in place, scratching his head and asking what do we mean? He found that no one was paying attention to him, and then he began to wonder if he was wrong. So I ran to the opposite fruit stall to talk to others, and the grandmother took the scales to catch him like a fly, and finally ran out of ways, so she simply grabbed a handful of cherries from the basket and stuffed them into Er Biao's hands, crying and mourning: "Let's go, let's go, don't call me grandma, I'll call you grandpa, okay?" ”

I wasn't in the mood to pay attention to what happened to Er Biao, and walked straight forward with Gu Nianxia and the pudding, at this time I suddenly smelled the fragrance of cream, and took a stand on tiptoe to take a look, it turned out that there was a Xishu puff in front of me, so I asked Gu Nianxia: "Hey, Nianxia, have you ever eaten puffs?" ”

Gu Nianxia shook her head: "I haven't eaten it." ”

I happily said, "Let's go, I'm in for a treat, this thing is delicious." ”

I pulled Gu Nianxia and Pudding Mei to the door of the puff shop, but there were a lot of people, and I had to queue up, I pondered, thinking about it, we didn't have anything to do anyway, didn't we just wander around, so we followed behind the long line, queuing up to buy puffs.

Don't say it, I took Pudding Mei and Gu Nianxia out of the house that really had face, this kind of face I Mo Laosan had never enjoyed before, it was a kind of "you can't get used to me, and you can't kill me" The two men behind me have been whispering, I heard them whispering behind me, saying something: "Hey, look at this man, he doesn't look good, with two beauties around me, I wipe ......"

I couldn't help laughing, I kept listening to them muttering, happy and happy to line up with me, I ordered four big puffs, four chocolate molten cakes, hey, who made me soft-hearted, although Er Biao, this king and eight calves, should be scolded, but after all, it is our revolutionary comrade-in-arms, how can I bear not to buy it for him.

The four of us squatted on the edge of the flower bed and nibbled on puffs, and the two of us took a mouthful of cream, and asked me happily: "Political Commissar Mo, where are we going to fight local tyrants in the afternoon in the Red Army in all aspects?" This Wangfujing Street has been liberated, and there has been no war north of the Temple of Heaven since then, so I think why not wave the army to the south and take this opportunity to liberate the suffering Sanlitun by the way? ”

I pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "Benjamin Franklin, the godfather of capitalism, once said: Where there are human beings, there must be peace, democracy, truth, freedom, Shaxian snacks, Hunan rice noodles, Lanzhou ramen and Chongqing chicken pot. The enemy's slogans are so arrogant, when should our trumpet sound? Battalion Commander Bu, you give you an idea, where you point, we will fight. ”

Pudding Mei didn't know where to take out two bottles of Yakult, one bottle was handed to Gu Nianxia, and the other bottle was kept for herself, she said while drinking: "I can do it, anyway, aren't there only a few in Beijing, eat them one by one, what do you think of Nianxia?" ”

Gu Nianxia threw away the Yakult in his hand, frowned, and said, "It's so sour." He looked up and said, "I'll do whatever I want." ”

I said solemnly: "The Liberation War is a protracted war, not in the gains and losses of a city and a pool, today at noon we captured Quanjude, the team needs to recuperate, I see tonight in Houhai, first a round of snacks, and then find a small bar to drink, there can be your own song, fifty yuan a song, tonight I will sing a song to everyone "Second brother-in-law, you run slowly", that is an authentic Hokkien song, I devoted myself to the red cause, why not because I heard this song? ”

The four of us were chatting, but suddenly my phone rang, I saw that it was an old man, and I couldn't help but be happy, this old guy finally called, he talked with Zhou Boren for a long time, I really don't know what there is to talk about between the two of them. I answered the phone and was about to speak, but the old man on the other end of the phone asked me very seriously, "Have you finished eating?" ”

I was surprised, "How do you know?" ”

The old man said, "I don't smell roast duck in your mouth." ”

I said angrily, "You can still pass on the flavor with your phone, right?" Come on, stop talking, get down to business, where are you? Are you still coming to join us? ”

The old man asked, "Where are you?" ”

I said, "We're in Wangfujing now, and we're going to go to a small bar in Houhai to drink at night, will you come?" ”

The old man said, "Wait for me where you are, and I'll come to talk to you about something." ”

I frowned and said, "Why do you have so many things to talk about when you come back from a trip to Qinling?" What's the matter? ”

The old man said, "Let's talk about it when we meet." ”

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The four of us sat in a café in Wangfujing, and after about an hour, the old man came, and I put down the half-drawn Furong King in my hand, and said angrily: "Old man, you came by paraglider, right?" What time is it? ”

The old man said with an innocent face: "You think this is Xiamen, let me tell you, don't you see how congested the road is." ”

I asked him, "What did Director Zhou talk to you about for so long?" It's also mysterious. ”

The old man said, "Hey, that old bastard has gone around a few big circles, and to put it bluntly, he just wants me to join the Unsolved Mysteries Institute." ”

I said, "So what do you say?" To join or not to join? ”

The old man picked up Gu Nianxia's coffee and drank it to the bottom, wiped his mouth and said, "Let's talk about it then, don't mention it, let's talk about something else." ”

I asked him, "What are you talking about?" ”

The old man said, "The third piece of jade for the living dead." ”