Coming out of the old principal, Zhang Peng made a ghost and went to Xintian Village.

Xintian Village is located to the south of Hongwei Primary School, across a national highway, and is the village where Yang Jiajiang is located. As he had heard before, Zhang Peng soon found the ragged and unkempt Yang Jiachan under the big banyan tree in front of the ancestral hall of the village.

I haven't seen him for ten years, and the old classmate's face still bears the shadow of his childhood, and Zhang Peng recognized it at a glance.

"General Yang?" Zhang Peng exclaimed tentatively, his voice as gentle as possible.

Yang Jiachan didn't react, still staring blankly ahead, his eyes motionless, like a walking corpse.

"His ears seem to be hurt on one side, and he can't hear, so he has to go to the other side and scream." Old Huangpi leaned over and whispered in Zhang Peng's ear.

Zhang Peng calmed down, and soon found that Yang Jiajiang's left ear was covered with scars, which seemed to have been cracked, so he went around to the other side and shouted, "General Yang." ”

Yang Jiachan finally reacted, turned his head, and looked at Zhang Peng blankly, without any focus in his eyes.

"Hey, hey......" After a while, he suddenly laughed stupidly, "Xiaopeng...... Hey...... It's Xpeng...... Hey, hey, hey......"

"Yes, it's me." Seeing his playmate become like this, Zhang Peng only felt his chest stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Xiaopeng...... Come...... I'll take you to dig for mussels...... Come...... Go and pick fruit in my garden...... There are a lot of oranges ......," Yang Jiachan said to himself as he walked towards the field.

Zhang Peng didn't follow, just stood under the tree, watching the back of his old classmate, and gradually disappeared from sight. After all, he is not from Nitta Village, and following a fool will cause unnecessary suspicion.

Subsequently, Zhang Peng followed the village road in his memory and came to Yang's house. There was an aluminum pot on the ground in front of the door, and the surface was pitted and burned black. Standing outside the door, looking into the patio, an old woman was hunched over, collecting firewood. Her movements were slow and difficult, as if she was about to be crushed by the trials and tribulations of the years.

Zhang Peng knocked on the door, and the old woman turned her head, her hair was gray, and the wrinkles on her face were deep.

"You are ......" The old woman looked at Zhang Peng and the others with a blank expression.

"We're in the streets." Zhang Peng said.

"Ahh The old woman looked a little panicked. Perhaps, he was afraid that his stupid son would cause trouble outside again.

"Yes, on behalf of the organization, we express our condolences to the families in need." As he spoke, Zhang Peng took thirty big red tickets from Li Chunsheng and handed them to the old woman.

"This ...... This ......" For a while, the old woman was speechless, staring blankly at the money in Zhang Peng's hand, but did not reach out to take it.

"Auntie, it's hard work." Zhang Peng said, then grabbed the old woman's hand, stuffed the money into it, and then turned to leave.

Leaving the Yang family's house, Lao Huangpi gave a thumbs up and praised, "Brother Peng, righteousness." ”

"Righteous fart, brother wants to be righteous, he should have beaten that stupid man back then, and this incident would not have happened." Zhang Peng said with red eyes.

Then, he took out his mobile phone, rummaged through it, found the phone number of the former elementary school class leader, asked the other party about Daba's phone, and then dialed it.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

There were two rings, and there was a rough voice: "Hey......"

"Daba, I'm Zhang Peng, where have you made your fortune recently?" Zhang Peng asked with a smile.

"Brother Peng, it's been a long time, I heard that you are doing well on the side of the Bishui River, Red Star Xiao Liu...... Little Lu Bu...... Amazing, what's wrong, what's the good thing to take care of my brother? I've been learning to drive a truck lately, and I'm going to do trucking. ”

"No, come back to school to play, and by the way, find old classmates to catch up with old classmates and say goodbye to the mountain. I heard that you are also a well-known figure here. Zhang Peng said.

The two flattered each other, then made an appointment for dinner at a nearby snack shop.

In the evening, wearing a vest and a big bully with horizontal flesh came to the appointment. I saw him sit beside Zhang Peng with a golden knife, clasped his hands into fists, and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Peng, look up for a long time." ”

"It's all old classmates, what's polite." Zhang Pengle said hehehe.

Then a few dishes were served, some fried and some fried, all of which were served with wine. Then they ordered a few more cold beers, and the four of them toasted each other and drank them with a clatter.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Peng touched the glass beer bottle and suddenly said, "I heard that Yang Jiajiang is stupid." ”

"Huh?" Da Ba paused for a moment, and didn't seem to react.

"Brother Daba, come on, come on, drink!" At this time, Li Chunsheng held the wine glass and pulled Daba, wanting to have another drink.

Daba subconsciously turned his head, but at this moment, Zhang Peng suddenly picked up the beer bottle and smashed it on Daba's forehead with a "pong" sound. Immediately, blood splattered everywhere, and the glass shattered to the ground.

"Wow!" Daba covered his head and fell backwards, Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi got up at the same time, picked up the chair, and slammed it on Daba.

"Ping Pong...... Ping Pong ......"

The customers in the snack shop ran out one after another, and the owner stood aside with a frightened face, not daring to go up and persuade him. After a while, Daba was beaten and covered in blood and collapsed on the ground.

"At this time, I fought for General Yang." Zhang Peng squatted next to Daba's head and said in a deep voice. then took out a thousand yuan and threw it on the table, which was regarded as compensating for the loss of the shopkeeper, and then took Li Chunsheng and the two away.

At noon the next day, Zhang Peng and the other three came to Zhou Fuyuan's office again and told each other what they had learned.

This time, Zhou Fuyuan didn't postpone it again, but said, "Since Brother Peng is interested, Lao Zhou can't spoil everyone's interest." This time, it can be regarded as sacrificing his life to accompany the gentleman! With that, he dragged a cardboard box out from behind the couch. When it was opened, it contained a large number of gas masks, compressed biscuits, military water bottles, armed vests, crowbar shovels, military bayonet machetes, police flashlights, and more.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Peng, Zhou Fuyuan and other five people parked the Jetta on the side of the road. Taking advantage of the cover of night, he climbed into the Hongwei Primary School from the wall of the back door, stuck to the corner, and moved towards the Triumph Tower.

Hongwei Primary School has no street lights, and at night it is pitch black, with only a few tungsten light bulbs under the eaves, emitting a dim orange light.

Ten minutes later, five black shadows tumbled into the corridor of the Triumph Tower, bent their waists, and walked briskly along the low wall of the Roman bottle column, and then descended two flights of stairs, and soon came to the edge of the small utility room.

Huang Mao covered the flashlight, leaking a little light. I saw that the outside of the utility room was welded with an iron fence, and the inside was nailed with dense wooden boards.

"How?" Yellow Fur asked in a low voice.

If you pry hard, it will definitely make a lot of noise and attract the teacher on duty.

"I'll see if I can open it." Zhou Fuyuan looked at a small door on the iron fence, and said with a lock with a large bowl mouth.

Then, he took out a set of lock-picking tools from his backpack, sprayed anti-rust oil on the keyhole, and then took out a few slender iron bars and fiddled with them.

"Cluck-la-la-la...... Gurrah...... Gur-la-la-......"

"Click!"

With a soft sound, the lock opened. Zhou Fuyuan wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and sighed, "Fortunately, I'm not old." ”

"Yes." Zhang Peng said with a smile, he didn't expect Zhou Fuyuan to have the ability to unlock.

"The small skills of carving insects are not counted." Zhou Fuyuan said.

Opening the iron fence gate, Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao began to pry the wooden planks on it.

"Crunch...... Crunch...... Crunch ......"

There was silence all around, and the sound of wood cracking was particularly harsh.

"Shh......h Tap ...... Eh...... Tap ......," the old yellow skin reminded in a whisper beside him.

"Light, light, fart, you're coming!" "Shut up!" Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao were called impatient, and at the same time turned around and scolded.

"Two brothers, don't worry......" Zhou Fuyuan persuaded earnestly, "Lao Huang is right, if we attract people, we will lose all our efforts." ”

Zhang Peng squatted aside and didn't speak.

Tonight, this small gang of five people, if you look at the organizational structure of the bandits, Zhang Peng is undoubtedly the big boss, Zhou Fuyuan is the second leader, and Lao Huangpi is the dog-headed military division, and Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao are gold medal fighters.

The thugs are responsible for the work, and the dog-headed military advisor makes a black face to remind the inappropriate. After the members of the organization have contradictions, the two masters do peacemakers, and the big bosses do not express their positions, which is a natural and live modern version of the cottage organization.

"Wook!"

Li Chunsheng pried hard and removed the last plank. Huang Mao then pushed forward and opened the window.

The flashlight shines into it, and on the left is a downward corridor, with no bottom in sight, and on the right there are wardrobes, large wooden boxes, and a small bed. The ground and objects were covered in a layer of dust, and a large amount of dust flew in the beam of the flashlight.

Huang Mao took the lead in climbing in, and without waiting for Zhang Peng to speak, he ran to the wooden box next to the wall, groped up and down, grabbed the lid with both hands, and pulled it up hard.

"Giggle...... Click......"

After a slight snapping sound, the lid of the wooden box was lifted. Huang Mao took a flashlight to shine it, looked down again, turned it over, and said, "It's all old clothes." As he spoke, he took out one and showed it to the people outside the window.

Since he was beaten up last time, Huang Mao didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Peng anymore. Although he was very angry afterwards and thought about revenge, Zhou Fuyuan told him that people like Zhang Peng were like Liu Bang in ancient times, who was dark and thick, comfortable to be his friend, and painful to be his enemy. Huang Mao can be Zhou Fuyuan's head horse, naturally he is not a fool, he can hear the taste of the words, and he can also think about the truth that cooperation is beneficial to both sides, and fighting is hurting. Of course, he also knew that his fists were far less hard than Zhang Peng's. Just by virtue of the fact that people can get twenty or thirty soldiers to come and search the mountains, it is no longer something he can deal with.

Since you admit it, you have to coax it to the end, which is Huang Mao's cleverness. The kind of person who is beaten down and has a hard mouth is always a gangster, and he can't make a big deal. can bend and stretch, is a real hero and a husband.

The reason why he rushed to the first place this time was to strive for a good performance, so that Zhang Peng could look at him differently, and the future cooperation would be much smoother.

At this time, Li Chunsheng also turned into the room and went over to open the door of the wardrobe.

"Crunch ......"

The cabinet door opened slowly, and with a "click", a black shadow poured out.

Li Chunsheng quickly stepped back with his eyes and hands, only to hear a "bang", and the black shadow fell straight to the ground, scattered into several pieces. The flashlight shone on, and the black bones were scattered all over the ground. When you look at it, the bones seem to have been burned by flames, and the surface is charred.

Zhou Fuyuan pulled the windowsill and climbed in with difficulty, then picked up the bones from the ground, looked at them for a while, sniffed them again, and said to Zhang Peng, "It looks like it has just been burned, and it smells of paste." If he guessed correctly, it should be the master in Zhang Peng's mouth. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly feel frightened, how powerful the Dao method must be to be able to burn the things inside like this through the walls and wardrobes, and not cause a fire yet.

"Hmm." Zhang Peng nodded and didn't say anything. The situation in front of him is estimated to be similar to last time, Xiao Yunuo only glanced at it, and burned the ghost doll to ashes. It's airy, there's plenty of oxygen, and if the Eye of the Devil generates high temperatures, it's not hard to explain the charred bones. And when I went to dig up the ghost doll's body before, it was estimated that it was buried in the ground and there was no oxygen, so it could only be dug up and burned.