Bello emerged from the workshop and followed the walls of the workshop. To the east of the workshop is a large pond to which the waste water is discharged. The edge of the pond was overgrown with dense weeds, which grew all the way down to the corners of the walls.

Near the corner, workers tread a small path. Walking from this path to the shrine will save a lot of time.

There are very few people who look down on life and death!

Originally, Bello felt that he was a human being in two lives, and he was no longer afraid of life and death. As time passed, the smiling mask on his chest kept reminding him: time is too much!

The countdown, which I didn't have to pay much attention to, gradually became more and more oppressive.

Bello hurried forward with his head down, and after turning in the southwest corner, he suddenly stopped. There were a few people standing on the path, staring at him as if they were waiting for a rabbit.

Bello moved to the side of the road, trying to walk along the side of the road.

He knew a few people here, a well-known gang of bastards near the workshop, led by a red-haired ruffian with a baby face, squinted eyes, and a small head. It is said that this guy's biggest idol is the big gang "Brotherhood", and he has been to Saknas several times in search of the Brotherhood to enter. As for whether he found it in the end, it is unknown, anyway, if he really entered the so-called big gang, he would definitely spread it everywhere. Judging from the fact that he has never claimed to be a brotherhood, most likely he did not join.

This kid thinks of himself as the younger brother of the Brotherhood at every turn. In fact, doing things is far from the brotherhood, this kid is extortion except for stealing chickens and dogs.

Speaking of which, this guy is quite principled. Those who have money dare not provoke, those who have power dare not provoke, those who have great power dare not provoke, and those who have backers dare not provoke. Almost all he can mess with is the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Bello didn't want to be too troubled and wanted to lean around the edge. I saw the baby-faced boss's chin in his direction, and a few lazy people around him walked towards him.

A horse-faced young man with muscles all over his body and pimples on his face stood in front of him, blocking the road, and said angrily, "Come here! Our leader wants to see you!" Several young men who came with him vaguely surrounded the surrounding road, blocking his escape route.

"What are you looking for me?" Bello looked at the big stupid man in front of him vigilantly, his mind spinning rapidly to think of a way to escape.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" the stupid big man turned and walked forward, "If you want to come, you will come!" "I don't know what these people want to do for the time being. Bello didn't run immediately, but followed the stupid big one.

The group was located in the southwest corner of the workshop, which is closest to the pond, and in order to prevent soil erosion from the corners of the wall from affecting the foundations, three separate foundations were poured underneath the workshop, which were exposed to the ground half a meter high. The top is clean, there is no soil and no grass. The gangsters were sitting on it and smoking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Seeing Bello being ushered over, the baby-faced boss stood up, greeted him, and greeted him warmly. His actions made Belo scratch his head, and if something goes wrong, he will be a demon. He had never been in contact with them before. Where did this squinted-eyed little man come from to be so enthusiastic?

"I heard that you are not in good health and sick, how is it, are you feeling better? You see, it is not good for us to disturb your house. This boss has a baby face, looking at the tender face, but he is very old-fashioned, "Damn, our reputation is stinky, go to your house to visit, that's a drag on you!" Belo thought that this babyface was a brainwashed young man who was bent on gangsters, but now listening to him, he found that people are sophisticated and sensible, and they don't look like brainless fans at all.

Babyface's words just now are very reasonable, both parents have died, and Bello himself is still a twelve-year-old boy, these people are going to come to the door, and there will be rumors that Bello has become a gangster and does not study well.

"Brother, I just caught a fish here, brother, you stew soup and drink it!" Babyface beckoned, and a round-faced young man next to him brought out a fish. Bello was startled, the fish was at least a meter long, thicker than the thighs at its thickest point, and it was covered with horns—a small glued horn growing on the fish's head.

The fish was not dead, and its cheeks kept clasping together, and from time to time it struggled to writhe a few times. It's a pity that its gills were pierced by a straw rope, and it fell to death, so it could only be straightened in vain.

Horns on the head, this is the rhythm of becoming a sperm? Bello has never seen such a fish in his two lives, could such an image be the legendary Jiao? He looked carefully along the sides of the snow-white fish belly, but fortunately he didn't see the claws. The round-faced young man saw that Bello was interested in fish, so he handed his hand forward for him to take a closer look.

"This ......" Bello asked after carefully touching the fins of the fish to make sure it was a normal fin and not a claw, "What is this fish called?"

Seeing Bello's surprised expression, the baby-faced boss was very satisfied, this gift seemed to be right, and when he heard Bello's question, he replied with a smile: "Who knows what kind of fish it is called, anyway, I haven't seen it before! No matter what it's called, it's always big and delicious, isn't it? ”

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

Bello has the heart to reject the baby-faced boss's things and not get involved with them. Looking at the peculiar appearance of this fish, I can't refuse. Besides, he vaguely felt that eating this fish seemed to bring him a lot of benefits. This is also the message that comes with "sharp intuition".

The baby-faced boss is worthy of being experienced for a long time, and he pulls the strange fish over. He took Bello's hand with one hand, slapped the straw rope carrying the fish into his hand with the other, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal." Brother, I have something to ask for your help. Listen to me first, if you don't think it's worth the fish, you're paying for cigarettes and buying the fish, okay?"

Speaking of which, Bello is not easy to refuse, and if he refuses, he will offend people. At the moment, he was not polite, he took the fish and held it in his hand and asked: "What's the matter, I can help, I will definitely help! If I can't help, then let's find someone else!"

The baby-faced boss reached out and grabbed his curly short hair and pulled a thin booklet out of his jacket pocket. The booklet is the size of a palm and is bound in fishskin paper.

Fish skin paper is a piece of paper formed by drying, flattening, and hammering the skin of the fish. It usually smells fishy. Even so, fishskin paper is also in demand and is a luxury. Bello was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had overlooked a lot of things.

For example, paper, in the original memory of this body, there seems to be no such thing as paper in this world. Instead of paper is something like fishskin paper. This has led to a significant impact on the dissemination of knowledge.

There is a very popular proverb in this world: "Knowledge is expensive!", which means that the cost of acquiring knowledge is extremely high.

"I want you to read this to our brother!" the baby-faced boss handed the pamphlet to Belo and motioned for him to look at it, "You know it, too! No, it will come to you. ”

His words were purely complimentary, and there are still a lot of literate people in this small city. For example, the finances in the workshop, the classmates in the night school, and the children of aristocratic families must all be literate. These baby-faced bosses are out of reach. People who can read and write are generally decent people with status, and Bello thought about it and realized that he was really the most suitable person for this group of people to find.

First of all, I am not an adult, I have not established my own social circle, and I will not be so resistant to these gangsters. Secondly, his social status is relatively low, and he is a person who is easy to contact and easy to control. When his parents died, there was no one behind him. These people came to find themselves, and they had already calculated that they didn't dare to shirk.

It's a good calculation!