Wang Dajiang didn't dare to put twenty silver dollars into his pocket. He asked the kitchen to buy the ingredients and make three large pots of pickled cabbage and white meat. The big corn pancakes that came out of one pot even covered three large pots.
Walls, making the entire outdoor area smell fragrant.
At this moment, a group of death row inmates were squatting in the exercise yard and risking their lives. Si Baozi was guarding a pot alone, and the remaining five people were in a group, and no one dared to come near.
"Hate me?"
Next to the barbed wire fence outside the wind farm, Xu Ruifeng was pushed by Wang Dajiang and stopped next to Sibaozi's pot. He asked this question.
Si Baozi did not raise his head, holding his hair in one hand and chopsticks in the other, turning the meat from the pot and stuffing it into his mouth. He took the time to say: "I can't punish you."
"Do you know who I am?" Xu Ruifeng smiled slightly and looked at him with interest.
He joked: "I love you so and so, I'm afraid of your clothes." Si Baozi's eyes can still kill people, but his body movements are obviously gone.
Wang Dajiang interjected: "You can't do it even in the Jianghu. This is Beiman's ground gun, Mr. Xu."
"snort."
Si Baozi snorted coldly: "I saw a ground cannon in Beiman named Tu, but he was killed by me."
Another one who eats raw meat.
Xu Ruifeng raised his head and looked at the sky. Recently, he seems to like looking at the sky. The vastness can make people feel relaxed and happy. But he also hates this era, because it is too difficult to live in this era. If you don't let go of your wildness, you won't be able to survive at all.
.
"Are you full?"
Xu Ruifeng said: "When you are full, I will have your head shaved."
At this moment, the courtyard door of the exercise yard opened, and two rows of policemen with live ammunition walked in. Each one of them took aim at the condemned prisoners with their guns, and then a trembling prison guard entered carrying scissors.
Si Baozi wiped his mouth, looked sideways at Xu Ruifeng, slowly squatted under the prison guard, and popped his head out.
Xu Ruifeng asked from the side: "Don't tell me, you are a bit rough."
Jianghu people care about each other, but this does not mean that they are not afraid of death, especially death. If these two Jianghu people really meet on some occasion, and come to the point of drawing swords against each other, don't worry, neither of them will give in.
, because it may not necessarily be what happened. But the situation when Xu Ruifeng surrendered was different. Lao Xu was holding a gun, and with a move of his second thumb, his life was gone. What's more, this happened in
The death sentence has been pronounced and there is not much time left. At this time, no one should brag. If you don't have a will, who can be strong-willed?
Si Baozi tilted his head and glanced at him: "You think you can give me a small favor and I will burst into tears of gratitude?"
"You are so embarrassed, how can you hate me, how can you hate Lao Zheng, and then continue to hate me. As long as you don't mess around and keep your mouth shut when someone comes to check, I will ensure that you have one meal of meat a day and a hot bath.
Live like a human being.”
Xu Ruifeng turned around and shouted: "Wang Dajiang, get some clean clothes and give them a change."
Wang Dajiang pushed Xu Ruifeng's wheelchair forward, looking at the prisoners who had lost their human appearance along the way: "Master Xu, why do you and them still show the heart of a Bodhisattva? This is all done by family members who have no money and power."
, If the family really had the ability, they would have gotten it out a long time ago. In these days, if the family has the ability, who would come here to squat."
All he wants is to spend money with visible value, but what Xu Ruifeng wants is completely different from him.
I remember that when I was in Jianghu, Xu Ruifeng had a chat with an old Jianghu who ran a treasure bureau. At that time, the old Jianghu would set up a porridge shop and prepare pickles at the entrance of the treasure bureau. Xu Ruifeng thought it was redundant and asked.
How does Lao Jianghu answer?
Extremely simple.
What is the most important thing in a game? Xu Ruifeng answered ‘win’.
Lao Jianghu shook his head: "It's stability."
"When we open a treasure game, it may seem like we are making money, but in fact, all we have accumulated is hatred. Everyone who loses money is thinking about you. So what should we do now?"
Lao Xu was young at the time and had absolutely no choice.
Lao Jianghu calmly said: "Let him eat enough."
"A bachelor will not have worries, but if you look at someone who is about forty years old and has a family and children, almost all older people worry about the consequences of doing things."
"When these people are full, give them two dollars to go home. Although most of these people will send the money back to the treasure bureau, what you have eliminated invisibly may be a huge hidden danger."
Lao Jianghu said mysteriously: "Do you know what is the scariest thing in Jianghu?"
"The most terrifying thing is that when you are in good health, you don't feel any sense of crisis at all, but once the sense of crisis comes, it is even more difficult to save you!"
Xu Ruifeng's words are still ringing in his ears, especially after experiencing a huge failure and walking on the edge of life and death, the words of the old Jianghu are even more like golden rules.
Wang Dajiang was still chattering: "Besides, how much does it cost to have one meal of meat a day?"
Xu Ruifeng interrupted him: "Debit it from my account." He didn't explain much. If you tell someone who has no experience in some words, he won't understand even if you explain them to him. Otherwise, how can the ancestors not spread the words lightly?
Woolen cloth.
After saying that, the two entered the prison area and bumped into Lao Zheng, who was holding his arm with gauze.
He lowered his head, his face flushed with embarrassment: "Boss."
"Hands off!"
Xu Ruifeng said angrily.
"The bullet entered your shoulder socket, passed through the outermost muscles of your chest muscles and your armpits. It was only a minor injury. Why are you pretending to me that it hurt your muscles and bones?"
Lao Zheng's eyes were as wide as a cow's basket, and his face was full of surprise: "How do you know!"
"Nonsense, I fired the gun."
Wang Dajiang quickly added: "You don't know what our Master Xu's nickname is?"
"What?"
"Left-handed pistol king!"
"Assassination of Bai Jianwu in the Japanese Overseas Chinese Community. One man and one gun went in and out seven times under the heavy siege of the Japanese..."
Xu Ruifeng turned around and looked over and asked, "Is the one you're talking about Zhao Zilong?"
Wang Dajiang quickly shrank his neck.
At this moment, Accountant Yin from the prison area came over with a file box and said coquettishly: "Boss, I asked you why you weren't there when I went to the office just now. It turns out you were here with the two of them... By the way, this is
Please sign for the daily expenses of our prison district this month."
Xu Ruifeng waved his hand: "From now on, I will give this to Wang Dajiang. After he reads it, he will send it to my office."
"Just in time, the three of you are here, let me tell you something."
"Although I am the warden of this prison now, the previous rules have not changed. How did you earn money to support your family before, and how do you still earn it now... You..." Xu Ruifeng pointed at Lao Zheng: "Next time
If you dare to make mistakes like Si Baozi again, I will lock you in the same room with him!"
"Do you understand everything?"
"yes!"
The three middle-level prison officers headed by Wang Dajiang all stood at attention. From then on, Xu Ruifeng used some tricks to keep them in submission.
"Inspector, ask all the prisoners in the cells to come out and stand, and go to the front of the room to check for contraband. If there is anything like someone sewing someone's eyes with a needle, Wang Dajiang and Zheng Yuan will be mainly responsible!"
"yes!"
beep!!!
Whistle sounds sounded throughout the prison, and countless prison guards with guns ran quickly from various passages to gather. The three people headed by Wang Dajiang worked together in an orderly manner from top to bottom.
Of course, this does not mean that Wang Dajiang and the others have become Xu Ruifeng's people. He can be unscrupulous, but they can all be united on the surface. As for privately, no matter what the circumstances, subordinates will always pay attention to leadership.
Whatever you do, you have to talk about things regardless of your heart.
The busy day passed in such a hurry. Lao Xu threw the most difficult prisoners in the prison into the exercise yard as a 'reward' before starting to patrol the prison. He caught many mortals off guard and found contraband in the building.
Many prisoners were beaten by Lao Zheng with his thick arms and batons, crying for their fathers and mothers. Xu Ruifeng also turned a blind eye. In the end, he excused himself as "tired" and took the prison car home, which was the end of the day.
Lao Xu never thought that his life would become like this. He was known as a traitor and was surrounded by villains like Wang Dajiang, Accountant Yin, and Zheng Yuan.
The beggar always turned a deaf ear. He never thought that one day he, who was supposed to be a gangster and regarded his face as his own life, would face the rejection of his neighbors and point fingers behind his back as if he didn't exist. Even his wife would go to the street to buy some donkeys.
The meat was rejected by merchants.
But he is not afraid, not afraid of walking alone into a dark alley to face unknown dangers, because he can see the general direction and the light ahead, and knows that if he goes on like this, even if he is in darkness the whole way, in the end,
You will definitely be able to go on a smooth road and bathe in the sunshine that belongs only to the Chinese people.
"Drink again?"
After cooking the food at home, Wen Wan saw her man pick up the bottle of wine again after returning home, and was a little worried. It seemed that the decadent Lao Xu from a few days ago was still in front of her.
After Xu Ruifeng poured himself a glass of wine, he put the whole bottle of liquor back to its original place and responded in a controlled manner: "Drink some to relax the menstrual flow and activate blood circulation."
Wen Wan suddenly raised her head. She didn't know how this man's mental state had changed, but at least he had begun to think about living.