Chapter 5 The Foot of the Village in the City

"Teruko, why did you provoke such a psychopath. Before Lin Zhihui could speak, Li Ping walked over, grabbed his shoulder, and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man's face changed and he stepped forward.

Lin Zhihui immediately took two steps back and looked at him vigilantly, Li Ping's words reminded him that there is nothing to do with a patient, everyone knows that such a person is not illegal to kill, if he really does it, he will suffer a loss no matter how he counts.

Both of them looked at the well-dressed middle-aged man with some regret, but the middle-aged man persevered and said with determination: "Boy, you can't be too greedy, so be it, I can give you 10 million ...... at most."

Feeling that he had become the focus of attention of the whole Internet café, Lin Zhihui's face turned red, and he felt that he was really unlucky, and he couldn't help but rush to his head with a vicious anger, and suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the middle-aged man's words, and said angrily: "Is it great to be rich? Lao Tzu married your young lady, all the money is mine, and when the time comes, Lao Tzu will be the first to fire you." ”

Looking at the middle-aged man's Tie Qing's face, a wave of pride suddenly surged into his heart, and Lin Zhihui said loudly: "You know, don't bully the poor young man!"

This roar came out, and there was a sudden silence in the Internet café.

Except for the guy with the headphones flashing the machine, who was shouting, everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, with strange expressions, and then burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man's eyes were on fire, he took a deep breath, stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Zhihui, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"It's a pity. Li Ping looked at the man's background, touched his chin and muttered deeply: "It seems that he is not a bad person, but unfortunately his brain is not very good, and he has this disease well, and there is no medicine at all." ”

Lin Zhihui didn't sleep all night, his head was hot just now, and when he came out like this, his head was even more dizzy, he just wanted to find a bed and run quickly, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to Li Ping's vomiting, so he stepped into the small black room and fell asleep on the bed.

This night Lin Zhihui didn't sleep steadily, the messy picture swayed in front of him, and finally he stepped into the air, fell into a soft pit, and was entangled by a pile of flexible silk threads, knowing that it was a dream, but he couldn't wake up, he was struggling hard, he vaguely heard someone calling his name, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a black shadow, Lin Zhihui's heart almost jumped to his throat, jumped up with a bang, and slapped open the palm in front of him.

Li Ping was startled by him, his body shrank back, and he looked at Lin Zhihui hesitantly: "I said why can't you wake up, are you having a nightmare?"

Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat, Lin Zhihui reached out and groped a few times at the head of the bed, only then did he remember that the cigarette had long been smoked, looked up at Li Ping, and then noticed his expression of wanting to speak and stopped, and his heart moved: "What's wrong with you, is there another creditor coming to the door?"

People who know Li Ping know that he is a good gambler, but he is also measured, just a small fight, never dare to play big, and it is common for people to be collected for debts every once in a while.

"That's not it. Li Ping muttered vaguely, rubbing his hands a little crampedly: "Huizi, we can't live here, we have to leave immediately." ”

Lin Zhihui paused, saw Li Ping holding a backpack in his hand, and didn't understand what he meant for a while: "Why can't you live?

"Somebody bought it. Li Ping actually didn't know what was going on, that is, early this morning, his third uncle, that is, the owner of the Internet café, suddenly came, saying that he had already transferred this place, and the other party was very anxious, asking for the handover today, and the third uncle had already settled the account for everyone, so they naturally had to hurry up and make room.

Until he walked out of the door, Lin Zhihui had not fully figured out the situation, and watched the Internet café that was still smoky yesterday become crowded, with only a stray dog wandering on the side of the street, and he felt more and more that he had not woken up from his dream.

Li Ping was at the intersection, talking to a man with pigtails, Lin Zhihui took out his mobile phone, only to find that the screen was dark, and he didn't know when it would automatically turn off.

At this time, the conversation over there also came to an end, the pigtailed man jumped into a car on the side of the road, Li Ping came over with a small bag, and waved his hand at Lin Zhihui: "Let's go, the third uncle will lend us the house he rented for a few days." ”

Lin Zhihui naturally has no opinion, it is much better to have a place to settle than to live on the streets, and it is still free.

The house is on West Street, not far from the area where the Internet café is located, and the two of them have no luggage, and they are fifteen minutes walk to the place.

West Street is a well-known local urban village, bringing together migrant workers from all over the country, and there are many shops, which is very convenient for Lin Zhihui, who is not very particular.

Uncle Li Ping's house is a self-built house built by the owner, the area is not small, there are three small restaurants below, and there is a waste recycling station next to it, the view is rare and wide, standing on the balcony that is separated, you can also overlook the main street of the urban village.

The two of them didn't have any luggage, and they didn't need to settle down, so they walked around the house, and the daily necessities were complete, and they didn't need to be supplemented, so Li Ping pulled Lin Zhihui to go out.

"We don't have to pay rent, so we always have to eat. Li Ping spread his hands, the two of them were so poor that they were so poor, and now they are both unemployed, if they don't find a job quickly, they can't wait to starve to death.

"Then you don't have to go out. Lin Zhihui pointed to the laptop on the table.

This computer was left by Li Ping's third uncle, and it is estimated that it can be sold for up to fifty yuan when it is taken to the waste recycling station downstairs, except for the slow speed, the basic functions are complete, and it can be used normally.

"There's no internet in this house. Li Ping shook his phone helplessly: "It's the end of the month, and I don't have the money to charge the data." ”

"Who said there is no internet, so many restaurants downstairs, all of them are full WIFI. Lin Zhihui scoffed, tapped a few times on the keyboard with his ten fingers, and finally clicked the mouse, and the webpage jumped to the Chuangdian website.

"How do you know the password?" Li Ping's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'm the god of the future, and a keen sense of observation is just the most basic requirement. Lin Zhihui hooked his finger at Li Ping and motioned for him to take the mobile phone: "When we passed by just now, I wrote down all the passwords." ”

Li Ping suddenly realized, and said with admiration: "I said that you have been circling around the door of people's houses just now, and you really think far enough." ”

Lin Zhihui tapped his finger, entered the password, connected, and threw it to Li Ping, then turned out the wire, charged his mobile phone, pressed the power button, and operated the computer while logging in to the Chuangdian website.

The moment the mobile phone screen lit up, a prompt tone sounded, and a text message came in.

Lin Zhihui looked down, and the information showed that there were 5,000 yuan more in his account.