"Da-da-da."

A slow and rhythmic voice sounded in the room, and when I looked up, it was Ji Canghai.

The crutches under his armpits became a burden to him, so much so that he walked very slowly.

A few tables away, his voice came over, "What's wrong? Uncle."

"You wait for me for a while, I'll be there right away."

Ji Canghai arrived at the door and looked me up and down: "Get out."

I couldn't help laughing, this guy is still like this, don't talk about indiscriminately, the people around you are the only truth.

I stuffed the money in my hand directly into Ji Canghai's arms: "Chen Qi gave it to you, I have to get things done."

"If you don't want it, no one cares if you throw it in the trash."

Uncle Ya nodded calmly: "Okay, then throw the trash can."

Ji Canghai didn't hesitate at all, limped to the garbage can, and the 20,000 yuan was like a hot potato, falling into a pile of garbage in a parabolic manner.

Uncle Ya watched everything without any waves: "You go, don't come in the future."

didn't give me any chance and room for refutation, Uncle Ya directly issued an eviction order.

I know the old man's temper, and there's no point in going on.

In desperation, I had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Things are completely different from what I thought, so let's put this matter aside for a while.

I had just gone out of the street when suddenly there was a shout behind me.

I looked back and saw that Ji Canghai was on crutches under his armpits, and his arms moved quickly, quickly chasing after me.

"Wait a minute."

His dark skin reflected the bright light in the sun, and his eyes looked extraordinarily white.

"Do you know Chen Qi?"

Through the mask, I could see the light in his eyes.

I didn't work out that just now, but now I might want to try again.

I nodded, "You know each other, too?"

"Where is he?"

I spread my hands out, "No comment."

"Why?"

I pretended to be mysterious and whispered to him, "You're better than that bad old man just now, and you can see things."

"If it's convenient for you, let's talk in a different place."

"Convenient! Of course it's convenient."

I pointed to the broken teahouse on the side of the road, "That's it."

Although Ji Canghai was on crutches, he was faster than me, and he had already walked in front of me within a few steps.

I looked behind me and he was bleeding from his squeaky socket.

The top of the crutches was wrapped in gauze, but now it was rust-colored.

Obviously, this is the mark of the blood repeatedly wetting and falling.

The so-called broken teahouse is a small shed placed on the side of the road, and most of the tea sold is made from tea residue.

The main ones are also the workers who work as coolies, and there is nothing but cheapness.

The people around us were talking so loudly that we had to sit so close together, almost shoulder to shoulder.

Ji Canghai leaned over me and sniffed carefully: "Is this Chen Qi's clothes?"

"Huh?"

I looked down at the short-sleeved sleeves that were a little out of shape, and said with a wry smile, "He gave it to me."

"Leave your clothes alone and get down to business."

Although Ji Canghai has a violent temper, he is thick and fine, and if he continues to entangle with him, I am worried that he will be exposed.

He dragged the stool under him and leaned over to me, listening intently to what I was saying.

I looked around, for fear that some eyes would stare at me: "Chen Qi is going to do something big, it's not like you think you will say goodbye, otherwise you won't ask me to send money."

"This time, it was also Chen Qi who called me here, and you will do it after you hear it."

Ji Canghai's eyes widened: "What's the matter?"

"Someone wants you to die, you must go."

Ji Canghai snorted coldly through his nose: "Since Chen Qi asked you to come, then you should know who I am."

"Go back and ask him, who was Lao Tzu afraid of?"

"You're very good at fighting, aren't you?"

I unceremoniously replied, "What's the matter, now there are two more crutches under the squeaky nest, and the combat effectiveness is stronger?"

I picked up the porcelain bowl and pretended to drink water, but in fact I blocked my face: "Some people let you die, and some people want you to live."

"Whoever you want to fulfill, choose for yourself."

Ji Canghai tilted his head and looked at me: "Can you tell me, who is this person?"

"I can't." I simply responded, "I'm here today to inform you, not to discuss with you."

"Smack."

The porcelain bowl was put down by me: "You don't have a choice, you have to go."

Ji Canghai rubbed the cyan stubble on his chin, and there was a slight hesitation in his eyes: "This is also what Chen Qi said?"

"Or else?"

"Chen Qi is very reasonable, and he has never been able to say such a tyrant."

"Your name is Ji Canghai, you killed your brother by mistake before, and you are still a bipolar patient, and what you are most afraid of is the octagonal bell."

I told him all his secrets, and then I turned my head to him, "Do you still have doubts?"

Seeing his shocked face, I returned to the topic: "You're right, Chen Qi likes to reason very much, but no one is reasoning with him."

I pointed to the butcher stand across the road: "That piece of minced meat is the one who can only reason."

"He's been a meat man for the first half of his life, and now he wants to be a knife for meat picking, and maybe one day he'll be the one who holds the knife."