"Don't worry!" Yang Li chuckled, jumped on the tricycle, and started to shoot forward quickly. The people next to him were frightened and quickly stepped aside, but the car seemed to have eyes, no matter who was passing by.
Whether it's pedestrians or cars, it stays far away in advance.
"Third brother's barbecue skills are truly unparalleled..."
Yang Li stuffed the remaining chicken wings into his mouth, chewing them slowly and enjoying the crispy taste.
What Yang Li likes about Zhuang Yunshan is not just his food, but also gratitude.
When Yang Ligang returned to Zhonghai, he didn't even dare to go back home because he was fired. Moreover, he couldn't find a job because he had no skills. He spent all his money within a few days and almost went to beg for food.
At this moment, he met Zhuang Yunshan. When Zhuang Yunshan learned about his situation, he not only gave him money to collect scraps, but also paid for him to buy a three-wheeler.
At that time, they had only known each other for one day.
It can be said bluntly that without Zhuang Yunshan's help, Yang Li would have either become a beggar or been forced to embark on a criminal path.
Therefore, although I have to go out early in the morning to collect waste, I can't finish work until ** o'clock in the evening. Even for breakfast and lunch, I can only buy two steamed buns to fill my stomach. It is very hard, and I don't want to move again after finishing work.
But every night, Yang Li would come to Zhuang Yunshan for a meal and a meal as if nothing had happened. His main purpose was to use this as an excuse to help Zhuang Yunshan with work and repay him for his help.
Half an hour later, Yang Li arrived at a somewhat dilapidated community in the suburbs. He parked the car, took out the key and opened the rented basement. A damp smell hit his face.
Land is at a premium in Zhonghai. Even if this is just a suburb of Zhonghai, the houses are extremely expensive. Yang Li can't afford to rent a house and can only rent a basement.
The basement is about 17 or 18 square meters and has no windows. There is a single steel wire bed that is old and new. The quilt on the bed is folded at the corners. Opposite the bed, there is an old table and a wooden bench, and there is only
A cup on the table with toothpaste and toothbrush inside.
Although the room is not big, it does not look crowded. Of course, this is all because there are too few things inside.
The entire house was kept spotless, and it definitely didn't look like a junkyard.
Yang Li took off his clothes, took out a basin from under the bed, and went out.
Because he was too busy, he had no time during the day, so no matter how late he came back, he had to wash his clothes before going to bed.
Before dawn the next day, Yang Li got up, ran around the community for more than an hour, and punched in the square for a while, then came back and rode a tricycle out the door.
When I passed by the gate of the community, I bought a few steamed buns and ate them while pedaling my car to start my day's work.
"Collect scraps..."
Yang Li rode on a tricycle, shouting and traveling through the streets.
"It's that kid. If you break his legs, I'll give you ten thousand."
On the street, Wang Dali narrowed his eyes and pointed at Yang Li's back with a look of resentment. When he said ten thousand, the flesh on his old face trembled and his heart began to bleed.
Although he controls dozens of nearby scrap collectors, who bring him four to five percent profit in a month, not all of the money belongs to him. He still has to hand over part of it. After a month,
He only had 20,000 left.
Taking out half a month's income at once was like cutting off his flesh for him who loved money as much as his life.
A 17 or 18-year-old Huang Mao next to Wang Dali flashed his eyes, looked at Yang Li and said: "Don't worry, he is just such a kid, he is not in our eyes at all. I will help you handle it today. You go back and give the money
Get ready!”
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Li turned his head and glanced behind him, with a smile on his face. The originally empty tricycle was now piled up into a hill with all kinds of waste.
"Actually, waste collection still has a bright future."
Yang Li smiled and turned around, stepping on the tricycle to leave. But at this moment, five seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men with yellow hair, holding steel pipes, and arrogant young people appeared in the middle of the road.
Look at him.
Frowning slightly, Yang Li had a look of confusion on his face. He had never had any conflicts with the gangsters nearby. Why did the people in front of him come to trouble him?
Suddenly, Yang Li thought of Wang Dali, who negotiated with him last night.
"I didn't expect to take action so soon. It's just what I wanted." A stern look flashed in Yang Li's eyes. He had wanted to teach Wang Dali a lesson for a long time, but he had never found an excuse before.
"Boy, someone paid for your legs. Seeing that you bring wealth to my brothers, if you do it yourself to save your brothers from the effort, we will be lenient and won't do anything anymore." Huang Mao, standing in the middle
He pointed the steel pipe at Yang Li extremely arrogantly: "Otherwise, if you do it, it won't be serious. If you hurt other places, it will be embarrassing."
"Boy, hurry up and do it yourself, so you can go back and get the money..."
"Hurry up, brother, I have to go drink after taking the money. It's wasting my time. Don't blame me for being rude..."
"Ha ha……"
The other four Huang Mao shouted at Yang Li extremely arrogantly, as if Yang Li was a lamb for them to slaughter and did not take him seriously at all.
"Someone actually bought my legs?" Yang Li smiled and said, "I wonder how much my legs are worth?"
"Ten thousand..." a Huang Mao said smoothly, and the leader Huang Mao immediately shouted: "Shut up!"
"You want to buy my legs for 10,000 yuan. You look down on me so much." Yang Li smiled at the five yellow hairs and said, "Since you didn't take action immediately, I will give you a chance. If
You leave immediately and I can pretend that nothing happened, otherwise you will inevitably suffer a physical and physical punishment."
Hearing this, the faces of the five Huang Mao all darkened, and the leader Huang Mao even said with a sullen face: "You are a ungrateful person. Since you don't know what is good, don't be afraid of brothers being heavy-handed."
Yang Li swung the steel pipe in his hand, and Huang Mao, the leader, shouted: "Break his legs for me..."
"Break his legs..."
"rush……"
"kill……"
The remaining four gangsters immediately waved steel pipes and shouted at Yang Li. There were many pedestrians on the street, but when they saw their actions, they all quickly ran away in fear.
Almost instantly, the five gangsters rushed to Yang Li's tricycle. The one at the front swung a steel pipe and threw it at Yang Li.
This steel pipe has no mercy. Once it hits the body, all the bones will be broken.
Yang Li's eyes turned cold, and the body sitting on the tricycle leaned back, and kicked the gangster with his right foot.