Ma Xingkong and Hei Wa swaggered into the "**" alley. Both of them were dressed as security guards. Ma Xingkong was wearing a yellow coat, and his big-brimmed hat was deliberately worn crookedly, with the brim of the hat pointed at his ears, and he kept vomiting.
Stained with thick old phlegm, Hei Wa pretended to be Ma Xingkong's orderly, packed up neatly, and followed Ma Xingkong with a smile on his face.
Those in the leather and meat business are also celebrating the New Year. It has just passed the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and many of them are not open. Although the door of the house at the end of the alley is open, the foyer is deserted. The turtle slave is huddled in the doorway, cracking melon seeds, and peeking out the door.
look.
Ma Xingkong heard the entrance of this courtyard. The turtle slave glanced at them and then ate his own melon seeds. This was a single-family courtyard with a two-story building inside. From the outside, you could see everything inside.
Chu. Maybe it was because it was too early and there was no sound in the courtyard.
Ma Xingkong gave Hei Wa a wink. Hei Wa rushed up and kicked the turtle slave: "You don't have eyes! Why don't you let our company commander in quickly!"
Turtle slave was kicked and staggered, he got up from the ground, glared at Heiwa and said angrily: "The door hasn't been opened yet, you guys come back at night!"
"Is this how you treat guests?"
"Hmph!" Turtle Slave snorted coldly: "You are also considered guests. I'm warning you, it's best not to cause trouble here again. Otherwise, if you look at it, do you know whose property this is?"
"I don't care whose fucking property you belong to! Our company commander took a fancy to it and quickly called the girls down to me!"
"Who is it! It's so noisy early in the morning! You're not letting anyone sleep!" A woman's voice came from the courtyard, and a gust of fragrant wind brought an old woman with disheveled hair and a jacket out.
He looked at Ma Xingkong and Hei Wa and said with a smile, "Who do I think I am? It turns out to be a brother from the security team. The girls haven't gotten up yet? You guys should eat first and then come back!"
"I want to play like this!" Hei Wa took a step forward and put his hand on the box gun in his waist.
The madam smiled contemptuously: "Little brother, what's wrong? You still want to use a gun? If you have the guts, try it!"
"Damn it! Why don't you let me sleep?" A man yelled from the second floor.
With a smile on his face, the madam shouted upstairs: "Young Master Wu, it's okay, I'll send them away! Cuihong, hurry up and calm down, don't make Young Master Wu angry!"
Ma Xingkong remained silent until he heard the Madam call out the word "Master Wu". He was sure that the news was true. Wu Xiaoren's son Wu Yingjie was upstairs. Ma Xingkong raised his legs and rushed inside. The turtle slave hurriedly
He stretched out his arms to block Ma Xingkong's face: "You can't go in! You can't..."
"Pa!" Before Turtle Slave finished speaking, Ma Xingkong slapped Turtle Slave hard on the left side of his face, and five fingerprints immediately appeared. Turtle Slave covered his cheeks with both hands and grinned.
"Ouch!" the madam shouted loudly: "He's been beaten, the security team is beating him!..." The old madam grabbed Hei Wa tightly, but Hei Wa was not polite and kicked the old madam in the stomach, kicking the old madam.
He squatted on his butt, held his belly and started humming.
Ma Xingkong and the two went up the stairs to the second floor. A door in the middle of the second floor opened. Wu Yingjie was shirtless and walked out angrily, wearing only a pair of underwear. A woman behind him chased him out with a big cloak.
He put it on. Wu Yingjie was in his thirties. Although he was not very old, his body was already empty due to constant drinking and sex. The ribs on his chest were clearly visible. He also had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and did not look like a human.
"You idiots are going to rebel!" Wu Yingjie pointed at Ma Xingkong and Hei Wa: "Get out of here! Tell Wang Tianzong and let him discipline you bandits!"
Ma Xingkong looked at him and smiled slightly: "Are you Wu Yingjie? Wu Xiaoren's son?"
"Drink!" Wu Yingjie smiled instead. In Hunhe, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, or say the name of his father Wu Xiaoren like this. Wu Yingjie looked Ma Xingkong up and down: "You have the courage! I
I will give you a good thumbs up when I have time!"
"Really! I have to thank Mr. Wu for that!" Ma Xingkong said and walked to Wu Yingjie's side. The cold muzzle of the gun went under Wu Yingjie's cloak and pressed against his naked body: "Wu Yingjie
Young Master, can we have a conversation inside?"
The madam and the turtle slave thought that if Wu Yingjie showed up, these two ignorant security guards would get out of the house. Unexpectedly, they walked into the house arm in arm. The madam and the turtle slave looked at each other and felt that they had been beaten.
It was all in vain. They both got up from the ground.
Wu Yingjie was a typical second-generation ancestor. When he saw that Ma Xingkong and Hei Wa were not good people, he immediately withered and said with a smile: "Two eldest brothers! I have offended you just now. Please forgive me. Captain Wang and I are both
It's a friend! Haha..."
Hei Wa smiled: "Captain Wang? I don't know Captain Wang. This is the new eldest brother of Woniu Mountain, Ma Xingkong, Uncle Ma!"
"Ah!" Wu Yingjie held all the cigarettes in his hand and fell to the ground. Hei Wa picked them up and put them into his arms, patting Wu Yingjie's shoulder: "Don't worry, we won't do anything to you! As long as you write to me
Write a letter and ask him to send 10,000 loads of grain, 10,000 oceans, 50 guns, and 10,000 rounds of ammunition. I promise that I will never touch you!"
Wu Yingjie stood there in a daze, almost scared to death. He was kidnapped by Wang Tianzong last time, so he could eat anything. It was really hard to live without smoking. Hei Wa gently pushed Wu Yingjie:
"Young Master Wu, are you going to start writing?"
"Hey! Hey!" Wu Yingjie agreed hastily. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find pen, ink or paper. Heiwa ripped off the prostitute's breast pocket and threw it on the table. With a slash of the knife, he pulled Wu Yingjie's finger.
He said, "Okay, let's get started!"
The prostitute who was dragged away quickly covered her chest with both hands and squatted down. She buried her head in her crotch and no one dared to look at her. Ma Xingkong glanced at him, pulled the quilt from the bed and put it on him.
Wu Yingjie followed Hei Wa's instructions and endured the pain and wrote a dozen words on his belly pocket. Ma Xingkong took a look at it and handed the pocket to Hei Wa: "Put it away! Take it away!"
The three of them came out of the "**" alley. There was already a rickshaw waiting at the entrance of the alley. They threw Wu Yingjie into the car and lowered the curtain. Ma Xingkong and Heiwa pushed the cart and walked out of the city. When they passed the cross street
, there were already a lot of pedestrians on the street. Ma Xingkong wanted to pass that pocket, took out a letter that the old master had written a long time ago, and called the two children begging on the street.
Ma Xingkong took out a silver dollar from his pocket and waved it in front of the two little beggars: "Do you know Wu Xiaoren's house?" The two nodded hurriedly.
"Send these two things away and come back, I will give you one each!"
One of the two children took the letter and the other took the bellyband and ran to the Wu Mansion. Ma Xingkong made sure to hand them over to the Wu Mansion and said with a smile: "Good job! One for each!" Ma Xingkong was about to get up.
One of the children said: "Can I follow you? I can do anything! Just give me food to eat!"