(Girls' Literature) A wolf's tooth moon hung in the sky like a knife, adding a bit of bleakness to this supposedly hot June night.

The night breeze blows, and the fallen leaves are slight, which makes the aura of slaughter rise everywhere. However, the people in the resettlement community in the east of the city have long been accustomed to it.

The resettlement community in the east of the city is a typical urban village, with a superior geographical location, with three universities in the west - Cheung Chau University of Communication, Cheung Chau Medical College, and Cheung Chau Normal University in the east, and Cheung Chau Information Port, a white-collar gathering place known as "Cheung Chau Silicon Valley".

Especially after nightfall, people from all walks of life have appeared on the stage, and the heroes are competing for the deer.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be fights.

On the street of the night market in the resettlement community, every night is tantamount to a test of blood and fire, tantamount to a fight of life and death.

"Real clearance, real dumping!

You don't have to ask the price, you don't have to bargain, you sell ten yuan for the whole site, and you can buy ten yuan for everything!

You can't buy it for ten yuan and suffer a loss, and you can't buy it for ten yuan!

Sell for 10 yuan, take your pick!

Liu Fatzi of the ten-yuan shop is stretching his body freely, and under the pile of flesh on his face, a pair of eyes have narrowed into two slits, but the color of the bully flashing in his squinting eyes reminds people of the tiger hidden in the mountain forest in the animal world and about to leap out of the fatal blow.

"The largest tannery in Wenzhou, the Jiangnan Tannery in ZJ, has closed down! Huang He, the owner of the bastard, eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, owes 350 million yuan, and runs away with his sister-in-law! We have no choice but to take our wallets to pay our wages! The original price is more than 100, 200, and 300 wallets, and now all of them are only sold for 20 yuan! All of them are only 20 yuan! Yellow Crane bastard! You are not human! We have worked hard for you for more than half a year, and you don't pay your salary! You pay me back my hard-earned money!

Zhang Zhan of Jiangnan Tannery had a calm face, and the street lamps in the resettlement community shone on his face, but he couldn't make the slightest ripple on his ice-like expression. It's just that his fingers that keep tapping lightly play a song of ambush on all sides, clearly telling the murderous intent in his heart.

There are also Lao Zhao who turns the pot and is spicy, Aunt Qian who sells fruits, and Chen Heipi who fried stinky tofu, none of them are idle people.

The heroes are divided, and each leads the way.

In the street of the night market in the resettlement community in the east of the city, some people attacked, some people hunted, some people returned with a full load, and some people found nothing, and they were sad.

Next to the fire stall of the Jiangnan Tannery, there is a lonely figure with a film stand, which is incompatible with the lively night market.

It was the depressed and crazy Ma Xiaozhen.

I thought that learning to control the pot with qi would be at the peak of my life from now on, but I didn't expect it to be possessed by a declining god and entangled in a halo of bad luck.

first picked up a piece of cat feces with chopsticks in the elevator, but was bumped into by a stunning and innocent beauty on the spot holding a pressure cooker with chopsticks, looking like she was going to eat a lot......

Just as she was about to explain, the girl ran away in shock......

Her shocked eyes, her twitching face, her staggering footsteps......

It was clearly the strange eyes that saw the number one Tianzi.

A lifetime of fame is ruined here.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaozhen couldn't help but cry.

Forget it, there's no way, bear with it!

I finally came to the night market and set up a stall of "a century-old shop, ancestral film".

Usually, I always have to put a few films on it at night, so I can earn money for a box lunch.

As a result, I put this pressure cooker in place today, and the one with the film was gone, but a few foodies who came looked at Ma Xiaozhen with longing eyes - do you have fried chestnuts here?

Overnight, not a single film was attached.

Heaven, earth, what kind of iniquity has been created!

Ma Xiaozhen was going crazy.

At this time, Zhang Sale, who had a good business, came over arrogantly and scattered a cigarette for Ma Xiaozhen.

"Little slut, how's the harvest today?"

Ma Xiaozhen grabbed the cigarette and took a hard breath: "It's not open yet!"

Seeing that there was a cigarette, Chen Heipi, who sold stinky tofu, immediately came over and rubbed a cigarette, swallowing the clouds and exhaling the smoke together.

"You waste firewood, you haven't made a business! In today's world, you have to pay attention to professionalism!" Chen Heipi spit out a smoke ring comfortably: "You said that you are a film, why do you do the whole pressure cooker, people still think that you are engaged in blasting, this is not professional." ”

Ma Xiaozhen was silent for a while, wanting to speak, but had nothing to say.

I can't say that the pressure cooker is an artifact, these sluts have to pull themselves down to the mental hospital to see their brains.

These sluts, Zhang Sell from Jiangnan Leather Factory, Chen Heipi with fried stinky tofu, and Liu Fatzi from the ten-yuan shop are Ma Xiaozhen's best friends in the resettlement community in the east of the city.

Ma Xiaozhen feels that getting along with these vulgar men who are full of "sluts" is much more comfortable than those who are full of "brothers" in the workplace but want to stab their brothers twice behind their backs.

The four of them were unashamed to proclaim themselves as the four princes of the night market in the eastern resettlement community of the city - Ma Xiaozhen, the film boy, Liu Fatzi, the ten-yuan son, Zhang Sale, the Jiangnan son, and the crispy Chen Heipi.

Ma Xiaozhen was the last to settle the community in the east of the city, he pretended to be modest and said that he was not enough to be as famous as the big brothers, but he didn't expect that a beautiful actress surnamed Fan at that time carried forward Che Zhen, a fitness sport that the people like to see, on the TV screen, and successfully transformed and upgraded into Ma Zhen, and then the name Ma Xiaozhen became popular as a matter of course.

Everyone unanimously said that Ma Xiaozhen's name was too awesome and domineering, and he had to be the head of the four princes, and affectionately called Ma Xiaozhen "Brother Ma Zhen, the film boy".

Every day when the night market was about to close, the four princes would get together to smoke cigarettes and gloat the worst guys in business together, which became a repertoire for the four people every day.

There is no doubt that today Ma Xiaozhen became a victim.

"Forget it, go home and sleep. ”

Ma Xiaozhen depressedly lifted the pressure cooker and prepared to leave, the small table and bench with film were all placed on the broken van sold by Zhang for the night anyway, and he didn't need to clean it up.

"As soon as I look at your cowardice, I know that I don't have any money to eat dirt. Zhang Dump and Chen Heipi looked at each other and smiled, and each took out a "red old man's smile" and stuffed it to Ma Xiaozhen: "Woo, little slut, come to eat." ”

Ma Xiaozhen was furious: "The big husband is not subject to the food that comes from the mouth!"

"Add one more!"

"Thank you, two masters!"

The eldest husband, Ma Xiaozhen, took the food and stuffed it into his trouser pocket with lightning speed, and floated out seven or eight meters in a swift step:

"The two heroes are righteous and courageous, and we will see you in the green mountains and green water!"

In the disdainful eyes of the crispy boy Chen Heipi and the Jiangnan boy Zhang Sale, Ma Xiaozhen picked up the pressure cooker and ran away with a swagger.

This is a true friend, although he will gloat and dehumanize and laugh at you, but when you have no money, you don't need to open your mouth, and naturally you will not hesitate to stuff you with two red tickets.

Otherwise, it's a fake friend who calls you a brother these days, and a real friend who calls you a slut.

Ma Xiaozhen pondered while passing through the alleys of the resettlement area in the east of the city.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaozhen's feet froze, stopped, and turned his head to look.

In the depths of the alley, under the dim street lamps, a few thugs with cigarettes in their mouths and shirtless hooligans were surrounding a girl as beautiful as a hibiscus flower.

Hey?

Isn't that the girl you met in the elevator today?

Ma Xiaozhen was overjoyed.

Could it be that the opportunity for heroes to save the United States and wash away their shame has come?

Control the pot with anger, act chivalrous and righteous, and save beauty as a hero!

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