The hook leaned against a corner of the wall, holding a toothpick in his mouth, and silently looked at the pedestrians coming and going, looking for a suitable target.
He has just come to Shanghai to make a living recently.
Before coming to Shanghai, I heard too many rumors about how rich and rich Shanghai is.
So much so that Hook always thought that Shanghai was full of gold, and you could pick up the kind of gold that you could bend over.
This kind of colorful world is like a clever person like me, and it must be a very simple thing to make a name for yourself.
Thinking beautifully, but reality is cruel.
...
Hook looked at his clean clothes. This was the bottom line he set for himself and an important feature that distinguished him from other beggars.
Yes, he is now a beggar.
To be more precise, these beggars have a special title: Kaitianmen.
One of these is begging from house to house. If the other party does not pay, it will show a good show, such as taking out a knife from his pocket and cutting it on his forehead, and blood will flow.
Everyone will be frightened when they look at the bloody and bloody face.
The beggar pretended to lose too much blood and fell to the ground in a drowsy way, allowing the blood to continue to flow.
The owner was frightened, fearing that the beggar would die in front of his home. He was both shocked and afraid. After finally paying for the money, the beggar who was still dying just now picked up the banknotes and ran away with blood dripping like flying.
Another method is to use disgusting humans as a means, such as deliberately hitting the abdomen with a fist, and then vomiting very much; even trying to find a way to get some croton, first holding it in a hurry and asking for money, but ineffective, then being unscrupulous. Once you take off your pants, you will be a pilipbara. In short, it is a kind of evil shape and force the other party to be disgusting for half a month and can't eat it. In the end, you will be unable to bear it and have to pay it obediently.
Of course, this kind of evil deeds is the easiest to be beaten.
...
Hook probably despises these peers who are either "intimidating" or "disgusting" people.
He feels that he is a cultural person.
From a distance, he saw an extremely beautiful woman walking shopping with a woman who looked like a "big maid". Hook carefully observed it. Although he also saw a person who looked like a bodyguard, he still determined that the beautiful woman was the target.
Because the bodyguard was far away, he did not follow closely, and he did not lead the way forward, which shows that the wife has a gentle personality and does not like to be ostentatious.
Such wives or ladies are the easiest to develop kindness.
The hook acted immediately.
After careful observation, he confirmed the wife's greatest possible path and walked over in advance.
Then, he knelt there.
A large piece of paper was placed beside me, and my name, background, experience and suffering were written on it with a brush.
Maybe he was born in a scholarly family, but was born in troubled times and unfortunately in trouble.
The handwriting is beautiful and beautiful. Just by handwriting, it is enough to attract passers-by, especially the hook itself looks pretty and dresses cleanly, which makes it easier to attract wives with sympathy and ladies stop.
The handsome young man with a scholarly family is the most capable of gaining sympathy.
...
He looked sad and glanced at the lady who approached step by step from the corner of his eyes. Hook began to look forward to it.
Then he heard the "maid" beside the wife scolding the "defeated party"!
The weak party is the name of a beggar who is a person who is a person who is lying on the ground and writing about miserable words.
Been seen through?
Hook was not panicked. He raised his head, and his pretty face showed a little confusion and sadness.
This is his magic weapon, and every time he acts, he will most likely succeed.
"Where did the 'declined party' come from? Go to death."
The 'maid' cursed again.
Then there are words like "no vision", "the brain is wafty", "the fool is so funny".
Hook continued to pretend to be confused, but he was angry after all. He was smart since childhood and was the least happy to call him a "fool".
And be patient.
A clever person like himself is called a fool, which means that he is successful, so he comforts himself.
"It seems that my Mr. Cheng's reputation is declining day by day." The very beautiful wife spoke and said with a smile.
Then, hook with a "confused" look on his face saw the lady showing a disgust.
"At a young age, he has hands and feet, and he doesn't know how to support himself, but he has to pretend to be lie to others. It's really hateful." The beautiful wife said coldly.
Then, the wife and the maid walked away, and a group of black-clothed bodyguards who suddenly appeared from somewhere. They tore up the white paper of the hook and punched and kicked.
"Ph!" A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on Hu Zi's bruised and swollen head.
...
"Mr. Cheng often tells me that I have a soft and kind-hearted temperament, and the most susceptible to being soft-hearted and deceived." Bai Ruolan seemed to have never seen what happened behind her, smiled and said helplessly, "So, for this kind of liar, the gentleman repeatedly explained and had to make such a bad appearance."
"Madam saved that person." Zhou Ru smiled and said, "If the wife was really cheated of money by that person, if Vice President Cheng said, this person would be in trouble."
Bai Ruolan laughed when she heard this. She liked Miss Zhou very much. Although she knew in her heart that her husband and other women were acting out of helplessness, she still felt a little uncomfortable, and those jealous quarrels were naturally not entirely acting.
However, although this Zhou Ru and Miss Zhou are not of the best appearance, they are above the standard. However, Miss Zhou does not give people the feeling of being a "little vixen", and they are very relieved.
...
"Brother Fan..."
As soon as Mr. Xiao Cheng appeared, the big head, who was in charge of Bai Ruolan's safety, immediately came up to report what had just happened.
"Is it an ordinary 'declined party'?" Cheng Qianfan nodded and asked casually.
"This person is called Gouzi, and he has only appeared on the street recently." Datou said, "It should be a newcomer to make a living. Although I know your name, Brother Fan, I have no eyes."
"If this person appears next time next time," Mr. Xiao Cheng walked towards his wife with a smile on his face, "Feed the fish."
"I understand." Big Head nodded.
If this person tries to get close to his wife again, it means that he is not a simple "declined party", but may be malicious.
"Let me see, what have you bought?" Cheng Qianfan came up, gave Bai Ruolan his arm to his body, and asked with a smile.
"I bought some toys and milk powder, and bought new clothes and snacks for Xiaobao." Bai Ruolan said.
Mrs. Cheng naturally doesn’t need to carry big and small bags when buying things. If you like something, the store will record it directly, and a special person will be sent to Cheng’s mansion later.
"Ha, that's a coincidence." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "I also thought about buying some milk powder toys, and then I saw you from afar."
Bai Ruolan was tired and thirsty. Xiao Cheng always loved his wife and bought hot milk for his wife himself, and at the same time bought himself a bottle of Coke. (PS2)
Seeing this, Zhou Ru naturally hurried to meet her.
"There is an emergency." Cheng Qianfan handed the hot milk to Zhou Ru, holding a coke bottle in his hand, and said, "He Xingjian, deputy commander-in-chief of the Zhongyi National Saving Army, is suspected to lead his troops to surrender to the enemy."
Zhou Ru was shocked, but she smiled, as if she was discussing some interesting topics with Xiao Cheng.
“Does the telegram also say ‘suspected’?”
"No." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of coffee, showed a tasty expression, and said, "Reliable information shows that He Xingjian led his troops to surrender to the enemy, and he was in a hurry."
"I understand." Zhou Ru handed the hot milk back to Cheng Qianfan.
"Ms. Zhou is going?" Bai Ruolan took the hot milk from her husband and asked casually.
"Zhou Ru said you feel unpleasant, so I asked Zhou Ru to prepare some special dishes and bring them here tonight." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Oh." Bai Ruolan smiled, "I want to feed sesame seeds, so I can't eat too salty."
"I'll take a few bites." Cheng Qianfan sat next to his wife and held his waist. "I can't have a small one, a big one."
...
When Zhou Ru came to Cheng Mansion with a few side dishes that made her index fingers tremble, a top-secret telegram from Shanghai exacerbated the already uneasy atmosphere of No. 19, Luojiawan, Yucheng.
Dai Chunfeng, deputy director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, had a solemn expression. Mao Shun was holding a folder in his hand and was recording quickly.
"Precautionary electricity." Dai Chunfeng said.
To be continued...