Wei Ran listened to Murong Qian's question, thinking that this mask should not be a code for "fat sheep to be slaughtered", and instantly became vigilant.

But Murong Qian also asked casually.

It was the thin monkey who was a little speechless for Wei Ran's excessive reaction, and only stuck his head out from the side in front of Wei Ran, who was tightly blocked, and smiled at Murong behind him, "My face is worthless, unlike Miss, if I am bumped into by an acquaintance, I will lose my identity!" ”

Murong Qian thought about what acquaintances he could meet here, so he heard a gong and drum in the field, as if the game had begun, and the shouts in the field came and went, and one of the voices was particularly excited and harsh.

Murong smiled lightly, pulled Wei Ran quietly, and put on the bark mask without saying a word.

Naturally, the gambling boxing in the shantytown cannot be compared with the city, not to mention the venue, even the boxers on the field, it is not the same.

One by one, they were emaciated, as if they had not eaten enough, and they were soft with one punch, and the other could be beaten and could not stand steadily.

"Do you know how to box? Hook him, trip him, what are you hiding! Catch up! ”

As soon as Murong Qian and the others came in, they saw a red-clothed figure in the front row outside the field on the opposite side, constantly jumping up and shouting, looking particularly excited.

When the thin monkey saw the handsome boy who was very excited without a bark mask from behind, his eyes lit up, and he smiled, "It's quite lively today." ”

Wei Ran leaned into Murong Qian's ear and said in a low voice, "This stupid boy is here?" ”

Murong Qian didn't care why He Xu Liancheng appeared here at that time, and said, "Let's find someone first!" ”

The thin monkey was still very efficient, and soon inquired about the two people Murong Qian was looking for.

He ran over and said, "Miss, the Ergou and Erhu you are looking for are both on the stage." ”

What a coincidence...... As soon as Murong Qian's eyes swept over the bench, the thin monkey hurriedly wiped his sleeve, "Miss, sit here, sit here." ”

Murong bowed politely and sat down, and so did Wei Ran.

The two of them were so polite and polite that the thin monkey was very embarrassed, "Miss, young master are polite." ”

Wei Ran said, "Let's watch the game!" ”

There was really nothing to see in the game, and even the people who shouted at the beginning at the beginning were bored and sat down.

At that time, he raised his elbow and bumped Xu Liancheng, who was sitting next to him, and said with a lack of interest, "I knew it was so boring, so I wouldn't come." ”

"Let's go back then!" Xu Liancheng was about to get up as he spoke, but he was dragged back to the stool at that time.

"Don't! It's coming. At that time, he smiled and comforted Xu Liancheng, and then lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, and his eyes burst out with a different kind of look.

He patted his chest and swore solemnly, "Look at me." ”

At that time, he got up and took out his wallet, took out a banknote from it, held it up, and shouted to the venue, "Whoever can walk down from the field alive will belong to whoever owns this hundred-dollar bill." ”

The thin monkey quenched his saliva backwards when he heard it, "Miscellaneous." After scolding, seeing Wei Ran tilting his head slightly, he hurriedly slapped himself, "Look at me, I have no mouth to cover, and I have polluted the ears of the young lady and the young master." ”

Wei Ran said lightly, "You are not wrong. ”

The thin monkey was overjoyed when he heard this, and continued to scold, until Wei Ran said, "Enough is enough", and he didn't stop.

But at that time, it was really not very authentic, and now the shops in the city that have a little confidence directly stand up and say that they will not accept banknotes.

You must know that the current situation is turbulent, and the one in the capital is clamoring for restoration, and no one knows whether today's 100-yuan bill will become a piece of waste paper tomorrow.

At that time, it was indeed not a human thing to take out and pretend to be an uncle here, and to buy his life.

But the atmosphere on the field has changed.

(End of chapter)