There was an eerie silence in the room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Su Mei turned her head, red from the root of her ears to her neck.

On the other end, the fat man pressed on Su Mei's body and looked at his palm blankly.

He couldn't understand why he had beaten down, how could he dare to fight!

"Fat man......" The delicate voice sounded in my ears.

The fat man was shocked, and when he lowered his head, he saw Su Meimei looking at him with silky eyes.

Su Mei's face was flushed, her messy hair stuck to her face, and her clothes were ajar, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

She was wearing a short black split skirt today, with a pair of straight and toned calves leaking out and rubbing at the foot of the bed.

The fat man's heart was beating "thump".

In all fairness, although Su Mei is a little spicy, she doesn't have to pick on her appearance.

Due to regular exercise, Su Mei has a good figure, a flat lower abdomen, and slender and powerful legs.

It's just that the impression usually left on the fat man is too deep, so that seeing her delicate side at the moment makes the fat man a little unbelievable.

"Enough of it, right? I've seen enough for the old lady to go down. ”

Su Mei's face changed, and when the fat man was distracted, she kicked her leg on the fat man's buttocks.

Knock knock.

The fat man rolled and hit his head on the closet, and by the time he got up from the ground, Su Mei was already sitting on the bed.

The fat man instinctively wanted to escape, but he didn't dare. simply squatted on the ground and waited for Su Mei to fall.

"I said fatty, you need to change this place. Such a shabby place, you have to bend over every way you walk, which woman dares to come back with you. Su Mei stroked her hair and said.

Su Mei said again: "Okay, I'll be relieved to see that you're okay." Oh yes, I got an invitation to some kind of ancient machinery appreciation here, I don't have any interest in these things, I'll give it to you. ”

Su Mei said with a wave of her hand, and an envelope floated towards the fat man. The fat man took it and saw that the surface of the invitation was all black, and the exterior design was full of an industrial beauty.

"I'm leaving." Su Mei dropped this sentence, waved her hand with the fat man on her back, and her beautiful figure disappeared into the room in a dashing manner.

The fat man stood there until Su Mei walked away, and then sat on the sofa.

Bow your head and take out a box from the inside of the couch, open it, pick out a cigarette from it, and put it to your mouth to light it.

The fat man took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke rings.

If Su Mei was still here, she would be surprised, because she had the impression that fat people didn't smoke.

The fat man took a cigarette in his mouth and returned to the small darkness. Secretly still the same simple appearance, he picked up the yellowed notebook on the table and flipped through it.

The fat man turned the page very quickly, only listening to the sound of the paper "banging", and suddenly, the fat man closed his hands and closed the book.

The book is fine, clean, very clean, and there is not even a layer of ash when the fingers turn over the pages.

For a book that hasn't been turned for more than ten years, it's precious.

The fat man walked to the window, and through the window, he happened to see Su Mei who was about to leave the community.

As if sensing something, Su Mei suddenly turned her head and glanced back. The fat man stepped back slightly, hiding behind the curtains.

Su Mei glanced back and forth a few times, frowned, and only turned her head and continued to walk after half a sound. It wasn't until Su Mei left the community that the fat man came out from behind the curtains.

The curtains trembled, and the light from outside the house leaked in, shining on the fat man's face. The fat man's face was calm, very calm, a kind of calm that was revealed from the outside.

The fat man has always been very self-aware, perhaps because of his experience as a child, which made him understand that there is never a pie in the sky in the world.

If a woman with outstanding family background, ability, and appearance falls in love with a man with a miserable background, introverted personality, obesity, and no future, then the fat man will definitely think that she has a brain disease.

Even if the person is himself.

The fat man turned around, packed his things, and went out with a black bag.

A street in Dongcheng, an underground market in the outer city of Hangzhou.

Hangzhou is divided into two parts: the inner city and the outer city.

The inner city is a paradise for all the rich, bringing together the rich class above the middle class in Hangzhou. The outer city is mostly inhabited by ordinary civilians.

However, there are some special things about any city, such as this one.

There are a lot of people in the Dongcheng Market, and the small streets are full of black heads at a glance.

Relying on his fat body, the fat man moved around the crowd with a black bag, and shouted in his mouth: "Let me, let me, be careful to hit your head." ”

finally squeezed in front of a store, and the fat man hurriedly got in. As soon as he entered the store, the fat man exhaled a few breaths, and after a while, he was soaked.

"Xiaofu, you're here." After the owner of the store saw the fat man, he hurriedly greeted the fat man warmly.

It's a very small storefront, about fifty square meters, and the store is piled with large piles of small things, leaving a passage that can only pass through two people.

"Yes, Uncle Wen, didn't you come late?" The fat man put the bag on the counter, wiped his sweat, and said to the shopkeeper with a simple face.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, by the way, your stuff ......," the boss surnamed Wen said, glancing in the direction of the fat bag. When the fat man saw it, he simply opened the bag and pushed it in front of him.

"Everything has been brought, the pure flavor of the ancient earth, you can't see it if you don't play with this." The fat man pointed to the ground.

That's right, the so-called Dongcheng Bazaar is actually an underground black market.

There's everything here, from a full set of military equipment to a small civilian setup, and as long as you can afford it, someone can get it for you.

Of course, on the surface, this is a serious grocery street, and no one is stupid enough to put those things in the store with some legitimate items on the countertop.

The surname Wen took everything out and carefully examined it against the light. He watched carefully, brushing every gap with his fingers, shaking it from time to time, and a satisfied look on his face.

"Okay, things are clear, I'll put the money on your account when I turn around." The boss surnamed Wen nodded with satisfaction, put the things back in his bag, and put them away with a zipper.

"Don't, Uncle Wen, let's follow the old rules, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." The fat man blocked the hand surnamed Wen, and his face was still the signature smile.

"Look at you, we've been working together for so long, can't you trust Uncle Wen?" The boss surnamed Wen scolded with a smile.

The fat man smiled.

The black market is the place where the rules are the most respectful, and the place where the rules are the least respected.

The reason for the rules is that no one dares to take money and do nothing. Someone had done that before, and now his body is still buried in the mud outside the city.

I don't pay attention to the rules, because I pay attention to money and goods here. If there is no problem when inspecting the goods in person, then if something happens afterwards, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

As for what the boss surnamed Wen said, going home and waiting for him to transfer the money to the account is not a hole in his brain, but he should be in.