"Good Tingting, with your words, Brother Haozi will feel relieved. When you do things, Brother Haozi will rest assured!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. A few minutes later, the bicycle arrived at Xiao Tingting's school.

He watched the other party wave to him with a smile and trotted into the school gate until her figure disappeared from his eyes.

Chu Hao then slowly exhaled a breath of hot air. He watched the white mist formed by the hot air gradually rise and dissipate above his head in a few moments. He shook his head and said to himself amusingly:

"Sure enough, how could this girl be like me? There are so many rebirths, and it's not like playing a multiplayer game. According to the fantasy novels I read in my previous life, it is a plane, and it is only possible.

There is a son of destiny..."

"This world already has its own butterfly that stirs up the storm. If a few more come, I'm afraid they will stir up the whole world into a big pot of rice. The possibility of such nonsense probably only exists in novels..."

He silently marked the possibility of doubt in his heart with a red cross.

Naturally, he didn't take what Xiao Tingting said seriously. From his perspective, it was just her way of teasing him.

Some people say that rebirth is just like Huang Liang’s dream before death. Some people say that this thing is the soul leaving the body and entering into the parallel world. Most people only regard it as feudal superstition.

Living in 1984, Chu Hao lives in the present and only wants to be a monk and ring the clock for a day.

As for the grand dreams and flashiness, what does it matter? Those who are persistent are freed, and those who are regretful are relieved. This is the only thing in a hundred years of life.

He rode his bicycle back the same way, parked it outside the gate of Xiao Shuman Courtyard, and planned to take the bus back to school.

There was no way, as the sun gradually rose, the knee-deep ice and snow on the ground began to melt.

It's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when it melts. He doesn't want to sit on a human-powered tricycle and use his mortal body to test the actual body temperature when the snow melts. He doesn't want to see that the north wind originating from the extremely cold land of Siberia is still raging.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the bus stop with air-conditioning in his mouth. Not far behind him, someone suddenly shouted:

"Hey brother..."

He turned around and saw that the boy Shouhou ran over and said with a smile:

"What, is something wrong?"

"Brother, you forgot, yesterday I was told to ask Lao Gao to take care of that old woman. I followed the old woman back to her house. After getting better, I went to find Lao Gao again, but it was easy for me to find a meal. This kid's tricks

It's not clean, so I hide and change places all day long. Fortunately, the emperor has paid off..."

The thin monkey rubbed his two rough and slightly chapped palms, tightened the tattered cotton-padded jacket that had not been washed for who knows how long, and said with a grin:

"I found this guy under a tomb in the suburbs and told him what you told me. Although he felt that the old lady was not bad enough to be worthy of his attack, fortunately for the sake of my shame, he agreed.

I took action recently..."

"But he said that he is only responsible for selling the old woman to other places. As for whether the old woman will come back, that is not his business. Don't worry, brother, Lao Gao is doing his job steadily and will definitely not let others

Seize the handle, even if the old ladies come back, they won't think of us. Brother, you see how troublesome this thing is. How about I find a few brothers to teach me a lesson? I won't dare to scare you...

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Chu Hao shook his head, with a smile on his lips and said:

"No, just come here. If she can escape alive, the debt will be repaid by her. However, you are quite interesting. You are hiding in a tomb bag with human life on your hands. Aren't you afraid of the evil ghost asking for your life?

"

"Hey, brother, this kid Lao Gao's brain has been greatly stimulated. He used to be as courageous as a mouse, but now killing a person is like killing a chicken. Moreover, he only kills the most evil beasts. This kid has his own way of saying it.

Every time he eliminates a disaster, it is equivalent to building a ten-level pagoda, which can save many ordinary people who may be innocently killed in the future..."

Chu Hao was a little interested in this Lao Gao. This man obviously had his own rigorous and perfect murder logic. Others said that they were not afraid of gangsters without culture, but they were afraid of gangsters with culture.

The same applies to Lao Gao, except that he chooses to play the role of a scavenger and punish evil in his own way.

In the 1980s and 1990s, many gangsters and murderers emerged, which were listed in detail on forums such as Tianya in later generations. Most of them were cruel and murderous lunatics.

There is also a small group of people who are extremely legendary. The so-called people who hide their merits and reputations and kill people thousands of miles away without leaving a trace behind are these people.

Adhering to the principle that crimes that cannot be punished by law should be judged by themselves, they have repeatedly committed major crimes and shocked the whole country. Even though they are wanted nationwide, some individuals have not been caught until now.

Among the common people, such people are called heroes. Xia uses force to break the ban. This is not allowed at the official level, but it does not affect the people's sincere and fanatical admiration for such people.

So much so that after being over-mythologised, these people have long lost their original true appearance. Whether they are as heroic as the common people say, the truth has long been deposited in the dust of history.

Chu Hao didn't expect to meet such a person by chance. In the 1980s, when ghosts and monsters were dancing wildly, often accompanied by swords and blood, it was a good choice to have such a person beside him to help clean up the garbage.

Although Chu Hao would not easily draw a knife and see blood, having a knife and not using it are two different things from not having a knife in his hand.

After chatting with Shouhou for a while, Chu Hao took out a stack of unity from his pocket and slapped it into Shouhou's hand. Seeing that this guy was about to refuse again, he smiled and said:

"Since you call me brother, I will keep the money for you. You may keep it. I may have to ask you to do errands in the future, so let's leave it like that. If you refuse, don't call me brother again.

....”

"Hey, brother, when you say this, you are looking down on your brothers. You are willing to give us brothers some food. It's too late for us to be grateful. Besides, brother, you have given too much..."

This kid started repeating his previous remarks again. Chu Hao didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he turned around and left the place.

The thin monkey was left waving his hands and shouting:

"Thank you, brother. Remember to come to me if you need anything in the future..."

Chu Hao gave him so much because, on the one hand, Shouhou had really helped him a lot, and it was natural for him to give him the money.

However, compared to the big solidarity that one person gets each month, this time the work gives so much solidarity, which is obviously difficult to measure with normal logic.

For Chu Hao, the security group headed by Wang Dachuan was his own private force. To exaggerate, it was his own private army in ancient times.
Chapter completed!