Some people say that Wancheng is a city that never sleeps.

In the city under the bright neon lights, sin and desire are infinitely induced.

When Yanzi drove and pulled me back to the hotel, she asked me in confusion:

"Why aren't you going to play today?"

I lit a cigarette, looked at the night view outside the car window, and said lightly:

"Boss Chen will come to me through you, don't agree to him immediately. Tell him that I have played cards with the people in your factory these days, and I haven't played much, so I am also a three-month..."

Swallow agreed and I asked again:

"By the way, Sister Yan, have you heard of a woman named Bao Shuxin in Wancheng?"

Swallow shook his head.

"No, what are you doing?"

"It should be a bit of a slight sect, I don't know which one should be..."

Swallow smiled, with a hint of mockery in her smile.

Pointing out the window, she said:

"Do you know? There must be a KTV in the entire city of Wancheng ten meters, and there must be a club within a hundred meters. There are many foot bath shops, which makes you think that people in Wancheng are soaking their feet every day. Those who do these are all side doors. In addition to customers from all over the world, there are girls from all over the country who come to find gold. They go through red and go green. The liquidity is so great that you can't imagine. Besides, how can you use your real name in this industry? Today she is Bao Shuxin, tomorrow she may be Bao Shufu, the day after tomorrow she may be Bao Youshuang..."

Swallow said, and she started laughing first.

"So, I just know a name, you don't want to find her here!"

"Are you a pseudonym?"

I asked casually.

"Of course, how can I get married after using my real name? I plan to work in the small market today for a few more years. Make some money and go back to my hometown to find an honest person to marry..."

Speaking of this, Yan Zi suddenly turned her head and looked at me, and said with a smile:

"I think you are quite honest. If you don't mind Sister Yan being older than you, why don't we both make a living?"

Hold!

I cursed in my heart.

While we were talking, we had arrived at the hotel.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw Mr. Hong and others standing under the hotel steps.

The mute stood next to the flower bed, and there was a man with blood on his face lying at his feet.

For a moment, life and death cannot be seen.

Beside him was a woman in exposed clothes.

But this woman's hands covered her ears, and there seemed to be a lot of blood on her palms.

"What's going on?"

As soon as I arrived, I asked in a hurry.

The mute pointed at the man on the ground and said stutteringly:

"q,q, rob, rob. I, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mr. Hong interrupted him and said.

"You stop, I'll just say..."

Mr. Hong then explained the story in detail.

It turned out that the mute went downstairs to buy cigarettes at night. As soon as he came out, he encountered a motorcycle robbed the girl around him. They were extremely ruthless. In order to steal the girl's earrings, they actually pulled out a big gap in the girl's earlobe.

When he came before, the mute was snatched by these speeding parties. He hated these people to the core. So, when the motorcycle passed by the mute, the mute grabbed the person sitting behind and dragged him down.

The motorcycle rider wanted to stop and help, but the mute immediately pulled out the sickle he had just made recently. When he saw the sickle, the rider was scared away. The mute spread all his anger on the kid.

I can also imagine the dumb and reckless look when Mr. Hong speaks vividly.

But what I wondered about is that when someone gets angry, he will get angry. If he lets go, he will get married. This is not a big deal. Why is Mr. Hong so anxious?

When I asked my doubts, Mr. Hong pointed at the mute with laughter and cry and said:

"He refused to let anyone go, and insisted that others return his bag to him..."

I listened and asked the mute:

"Muzi, is this the one who robs your bag?"

The dumb shook his head.

"No, no, it's not him!"

"Then what bag do you want for him?"

The mute said without thinking, immediately stuttering:

"He, they all do this business. I must recognize him and know him. I have to ask him to find it for me and find it back..."

The mute said, and turned around to ask the girl beside him and said:

"You, you said I was right, right, right?"

The girl covered her injured earlobe and nodded seriously:

"No, no problem!"

When he heard that the girl was stuttering, she tilted her head and asked her:

"You, are you learning, learning from me to speak, and talking?"

The girl didn't care about the injuries on her ears, she laughed and shook her head and said:

"No, I was in a hurry and I was taken by you!"

Then I took a closer look at the girl. She was not old and looked like she was in her early twenties.

She looks good, but her face is covered with heavy makeup that is not consistent with her age.

Swallow was just answering the phone. When she walked to us, she was immediately shocked when she saw the person under the mute's feet.

"What's going on? Let's go!"

As he said that, Yan Zi immediately stepped forward and helped the people on the ground up.

This man was pretending to be dead just now.

Yan Zi helped him, and he wiped the blood from his face and asked Yan Zi:

"Sister Yan, is this your friend?"

Yan Zi looked embarrassed, and she didn't dare to admit it.

Seeing that the swallow didn't say anything, the man pointed at the mute and said hatefully:

"Kantonzai, wait for me!"

If he said this to others, it might be of some use.

But unfortunately, he said this to the mute.

The mute is the first person to be afraid of threats, and the second is not to hold grudges.

Because of revenge, he avenged it on the spot.

As soon as the man finished speaking, his mute glared at him and cursed:

"Waiting for you mb!"
Chapter completed!