"Brother Wu, look at what you said, how could I not know? I told my master, but...but..."
"But what, if you don't believe in evil? What happened in the end?"
Uncle Wu twisted his mouth, looking quite irritating now.
"What can I do? Didn't you also see that people are still parked outside the community? This car has a flat tire and the stretcher is scattered. It is transported by three wheels. The three wheels can be separated by three wheels. Don't you know?
See, the owner even thought of using a crane, and the steel cable, which was thicker than my wrist, was snapped right in front of my eyes, don’t you think it’s scary?”
When this man named Lao Mo talked about this, Zhang Wei and I were both honest and listened attentively. This was much more interesting than the storyteller. Even though we didn't see it, just when Lao Mo said this, it seemed that everything was happening to us.
Same as before.
"The owner of this house, Zhu Cheng, isn't he... doesn't he look pretty awesome? Why don't you find someone with integrity to break it?"
Uncle Wu asked coolly, but there was nothing more to say.
Lao Mo didn't feel bored and started to speak to himself, "Why don't you say you are Brother Wu? I really hope you guessed it right. Please, I won't talk about those who have not made any achievements. It's random."
It was all in vain, even I couldn’t listen anymore, but there was such a thing, what was it called...it seemed to be Master Dingkun, Gao Dingkun! He said it all."
Among the three of us, Zhang Wei was the most impatient and blurted out, "What happened next, what did the master say?"
Co-author, this guy came to this story-telling party and brought the next episode with him!
Old Mo wiped his lips and smiled. Seeing that someone was so supportive, he gave him a wink with his mung bean eyes and continued, "The eldest young master was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He spent his whole life in fine clothes and fine food. He shouldn't have suffered such a fate.
The young master is unwilling to die without getting married, and wants to get married in secret!"
"Bah!" Uncle Wu's emotional reaction was straightforward!
I have no doubt that if Master Gao Dingkun stood face to face in front of Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu would definitely dare to touch his face with his thick phlegm!
"Where's the grandson named Gao? Why don't you just get married before leaving and get two more coins?" Uncle Wu was so angry that he sat on the sofa to get his luck. These deceivers wanted to
If it weren't for them, the yin and yang industry wouldn't be in such a miserable state now.
Those who are capable are always regarded as magicians, while those who are incompetent make a lot of money by relying on the tricks of cheating. It is unethical!
Mo Wen smiled and told me to see clearly the sparse millet grains and yellow teeth in his mouth, "He wanted to do it too, but he fell from upstairs and broke his leg, so he can't make any money!"
We all followed his words and looked up at the other floor of a small villa building. The ceiling was at least four meters high, and the floor was made of smooth and hard marble. Master Gao only had a broken leg, so he had some outside skills.
Mo Wen still felt that the atmosphere in the air was not tense enough, so he lowered his voice and whispered, "I was frightened by that thing and fell downstairs. It was on that floor tile. It was so miserable that all the stubble on the bones was exposed."
Got it!"
People are just so weird. The more scared they are, the more they want to see. Zhang Wei and I couldn't help but look at the place he pointed at. Not to mention that our thief eyes actually saw something vaguely dark red in the cracks of the floor tiles.
, which makes people dare not think about it carefully.
"Then you just fucking framed me, saying that I'm a fat guy who gets paid less, and you even told me to lie to me without even mentioning a fucking secret marriage, right?"
Uncle Wu formally launched an attack. Mo Wen immediately responded honestly, bowed and saluted and said, "Brother Wu, don't I know that you are very capable? I can't think of anyone else except you for this matter. Please help me and don't hurt our brother."
That's not their signature."
I don’t know if it was my imagination or I was hallucinating because I was hungry. In this luxuriously decorated and brightly lit small building, I actually heard a woman’s cry, “Help me, come on... help me...
…”
The sound was very small and indistinct. I only knew it was coming from this room, but I had no idea where it was.
I wasn't even sure if the sound was real. I just felt chills all over my body and chills on my back. The sofa became less soft in an instant.
"Uncle Wu..." I interrupted the drama between the two old brothers and called Uncle Wu.
"What's wrong?"
"Uncle Wu, did you hear someone calling for help?"
I didn't have the confidence to say this, but the voice kept lingering in my ears, it seemed like it was still screaming, and there were intermittent cries.
"Don't talk nonsense. There is no sound. You are hallucinating from hunger. Let's go out and find a place to get something to eat."
Uncle Wu still wanted to leave, as if he was complying with what Uncle Wu told me on the roadside before we entered the provincial capital. As long as he said to leave, everyone must leave and be obedient.
At this time, I could only pretend that I couldn't hear the woman's cry for help, and followed Uncle Wu. I stood up and walked out. Lao Mo was so anxious that he grabbed Uncle Wu's back hem and almost knelt down for him.
"Brother Wu, Brother Wu, please help me and help Jianghu. If you give me an order, I will never give up!"
Lao Mo was begging and being soft, but I was thinking about the tough attitude of this family just now, and they were still waiting outside.
Growing up, I have never seen such a formation. Do I doubt that Uncle Wu can really escape?
Sure enough, the door opened, and there were two rows of tall men standing outside to pay attention and salute us. At this moment, the cries for help and cries in the room disappeared.
Lao Mo stood with his hands behind his back and looked like a master. A group of people led by President Zhu blocked us back into the villa again, "How is it? How is the discussion between Master Mo and Master Wu?"
Uncle Wu looked at me and Zhang Wei, and then at Lao Mo, whose frown never relaxed or opened his mouth.
Lao Mo took it upon himself to say, "Mr. Zhu, you also know the inside story of this matter. It's not easy to handle. Failure to handle it will be life-threatening. How about you watch..."
President Zhu did not hesitate at all, pointed directly to the box on the coffee table and said, "It's okay, double it again."
Uncle Wu’s eyes widened, and Lao Mo became excited. I felt a little embarrassed. I always felt that it was difficult to get the money. I accidentally turned around and saw the tall man who never came close or spoke. He was standing in front of everyone.
He put one hand in his pocket and looked at us from an unnoticed corner.
Zhang Wei just said "fuck me" on the spot. He has never seen so much money in his life.
Suddenly there was another sound from upstairs. This time it was not a woman's cry for help, but the cry of a child. It should be a very small baby. The cry was very slight, but it sounded so pitiful that I almost fell down.
tears.
My heart trembled and I asked, "Who else is upstairs?"
This sentence seemed to have touched some taboo. Zhu Cheng and the people behind him, including his wife, all raised their heads and looked at me with fearful eyes.
After a long while, Old Mo slowly said something, "There is no one upstairs. The people who are breathing are all down below."