Confessions of a Salesman

Chapter 1478 Yaoyang's Watch
I was surprised and said: "Brother Hua? Didn't he come here to open a shop? So he is still a man of the hour?"

The third child said with some admiration: "That's right! When I came here that year, dozens of people around Brother Hua followed him. On this street, he was the same, and South Asians respected him very much! It's a pity, Gong Gao Gaizhu, Zhou Bapi seems to be a righteous man on the surface, but in fact, he is a dark villain! He knows that Brother Hua is loyal, so he has been coaxing Brother Hua, holding Brother Hua, and letting Brother Hua thinks that he is the biggest boss, the boss who can do everything for him! Later, in the case of drug dilution, people were killed. When the higher-ups came to investigate, Brother Hua took the blame. Fortunately, I don’t know who the higher-ups said. Brother Hua died! But Zhou Papi was afraid that Brother Hua would say it, so he sent people to kill Brother Hua several times. If Brother Hua hadn't known the news in advance, he would have been thrown into the Valley of the Dead!
Later, Brother Hua learned that it was Zhou Papi who harmed him, so he became ruthless, and with a machete, he chopped directly to the Dongzhai side. At the junction of the casino and the West Village, dozens of people were chopped down. Zhou Papi was so frightened. He didn't dare to come out at all, and hid on the top floor of the casino. He didn't know what conditions to use. He got the consent of the upper management, suppressed Brother Hua, negotiated with Brother Hua, gave him the current tea restaurant, and promised not to harass him , this is the end of the matter!After that, no one dared to touch Brother Hua, no matter if he was from East Asia or South Asia! "

I snorted and said, "It's no wonder that the South Asians are planning to go against the Zhou regime! No wonder Brother Huya didn't kill the person who shot!"

The third child explained: "The person who was shot should be killed too! He raped his sister, and it was not a matter of not giving money for food! He knew it very well, so he said that he didn't give money for food, and they didn't Hit him! Seeing that he was about to leave Xizhai, there would be no chance if he didn't do it, so he shot him, Brother Huya knew what was going on, so he didn't do it!"

I smiled and said, "This is quite humane!"

The third child sighed and said: "You've been here for a long time, you'll know! They're all hard-working people!"

After saying this, we came to a central square, where there is a boxing ring in the center of the ring, and an LED screen behind it shows the list of boxing matches. There is a counter under the screen, and many people are placing bets.

The third child smiled and said to me: "I let you catch up, hurry up and place bets, this is a rare opportunity to make money!"

I was puzzled and asked, "Why is this a rare opportunity to make money? Do you know who will win and who will lose?"

The third child pointed to the big screen and said: "Of course, the people above have basically fought each other before, and everyone knows who is what and what strength!

I cut it and said, "Since everyone knows about it, why not gamble, how low is this multiplier, and what is there to buy!"

The third child said excitedly: "You can buy points. Who would know that Germany can win so much in Brazil or Germany? How many rounds can you be OK with? You can also buy as many points as you want to win!"

Guan Ze asked a little puzzled: "You mean points? Is this a free fight? Or a competition without rules!?"

The third child groaned for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't know, whoever falls loses anyway! There are no referees!"

I was surprised and said: "There is no referee? Then you can fight as you want? You will kill people!"

The third child said excitedly: "This is the exciting part!"

I shook my head and said, "People's tastes have reached this level. It can be seen how distorted the values ​​and outlook on life here are!"

The third child looked at me with some contempt and said, "Returning values ​​and outlook on life, you are too funny! People here earn one more day of life, live in the present, understand?"

Anzi pulled me and said: "Most of them are not normal people anymore, naturally their views are distorted, I used to be like this too! They fight outside all day, don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, for sure He only wants to enjoy himself in time, and he doesn’t think so much, he’s not a normal person anymore!”

At this time, the big screen suddenly lit up, and the music started to play. A group of men in black surrounded a man and walked onto the ring. The man in the middle picked up the microphone and said the big one, and the people in the audience began to cheer.

The third child translated: "He said, what kind of festival is today for their South Asians, similar to our August [-]st Army Day, a festival for soldiers!"

I sighed and said: "It is indeed a festival to hold this kind of boxing match!" Then I continued to ask: "Is the person who spoke is Mo Sha?"

The third child shook his head and said, "He's not, he's the host!"

I cut it and said, "Then why are there so many people surrounding him?"

The third child said with a smile, "Because he is Mo Shu's eldest son and the champion of the last competition!"

I asked inexplicably: "Then he is the biggest person in charge here?"

The third child hummed and said: "In principle, yes, but Mo Shu is their spiritual leader and their god. No matter who wins the championship, Mo Shu's status cannot be shaken!"

Then the boxing match officially started, and I asked Guan Ze, "Who do you think can win, let's go buy some too?"

Guan Ze looked at the boxers below the stage who were eager to try and said, "I don't feel like a champion, let's see who comes out after a while!"

I smiled and asked, "That means these people are no longer your opponents?"

Guan Ze said with certainty: "Of course they can't. It's not an exaggeration to say that you can beat them even if you go up! These people seem to be people who usually like to fight, but they don't know how to fight. They should be fierce fighters." , but there is no technical content, I think the powerful people should be behind!"

The first pair of people on the field each chose a weapon on one side. Only then did I see that there were all kinds of weapons on the ring, including machetes, sticks, and whips. There were no guns.

I said to the third child: "This is really a competition without rules!"

The third child pursed his lips and said, "Didn't I see any people with weapons before? This year is a bit ruthless!"

Soon the first pair came to a conclusion. One of them used a knife and slashed directly on the other's thigh. The one who was hit by the knife directly begged for mercy, for fear that this one would slash him a few more times.

Then, I watched a few more pairs, and it was indeed like what Guan Ze said, street fights, without any technical content, just fighting each other for life and death, who dares to fight desperately?
I didn't think it was interesting, and I couldn't bear this kind of bloody scene, so I said to the enthusiastic third child: "Just watch it first, let's go to another place for a stroll!"

The third child pressed the color roll in his hand, didn't care to talk to me at all, just nodded casually, and continued to watch his game.

The four of us left the square and continued to walk in. The items on a stall aroused my interest, because I saw something, a watch, I squatted down, picked up the watch, and flipped through. Kai looked at the back, frowned, stared at the stall owner and asked, "Where did you get this watch?"

The stall owner didn't understand what I was saying, but he also saw my unkind expression, and wanted to get back his watch, but I grabbed his hand and asked again: "Where did you get this watch?" of?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the man hurriedly yelled a few times, and people from several nearby stalls rushed over and surrounded us.

I let go of his hand, stood up, held the watch in my hand, stared straight at the stall owner, and asked again: "Let me ask you again, where did this watch come from?"

The bald head saw that the man didn't understand what it meant, so he hurriedly translated it to him in poor local dialect.

I stopped the bald-headed translator and said, "He understands, he's pretending to be confused with me!"

Bald looked at me puzzled.

The stall owner said something, and the people around us immediately took out their stuff, and it looked like they were going to do it right away.

I looked at Guan Ze questioningly, Guan Ze said indifferently: "No problem!"

I hummed and said, "I'll catch this, and you guys get these!"

It was too late, it was almost then, Guan Ze was the first to strike, knocking down a man with teeth and claws, Anzi followed suit, I jumped directly in front of the stall owner, and kicked him in the stomach without waiting for his reaction Come here, wrap your arms around his neck and drag him into the alley.

I didn't look at the other people at all, so I caught the stall owner, dragged him into the alley, and greeted him with fists until he begged for mercy. Where did it come from?"

The stall owner no longer said those words that I could not understand as before, but replied in blunt Chinese: "I don't know, I just bought it from a tourist, and I lost money, which means they Say it's fake, it's worthless!"

I snorted coldly and said, "Do you remember what that person looks like?"

The stall owner replied: "Big beard, peaked cap, seems to be a European, not your Chinese, nor our South Asians!"

I thought for a while, took out my phone, and showed him the photos on it. Benson, Mr. Ma, Nian Gengxi, and even some of the subordinates under them showed him. He kept shaking his head and said: " No, no, neither!"

I was right when I thought about it. It is impossible for them to do such a thing. It must be their subordinate who is greedy for money to do such a thing.

This gave me an ominous premonition that the watch on Yaoyang was sold by someone, which meant that someone else might have been murdered, so his things would be taken away and sold. When I think of this, my emotions are somewhat controlled I couldn't stop, grabbed the stall owner, punched it down again, and asked fiercely: "Who on earth sold it to you? Don't you tell the truth? Don't blame me for being rude!"

After I finished speaking, I went to dig out something in my bag. I didn't know what I could get out. In short, it was something that could relieve hatred better than my fist. He probably thought I was going to pull out a gun, and he suddenly softened. He slumped on the ground and shouted loudly: "Garcia gave it to me, he stole it, that's all I know, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

My hand in the bag paused, looked at him and asked, "Who is Garcia?"

The stall owner hurriedly explained: "We steal things here. He goes to the casino to steal things. He steals them back and sells them here! Many people come back to me to buy things for the sake of appearance. They are all fakes, fakes. !"

I asked again: "How can I find him?"

The stall owner immediately replied: "He was here just now, the one with the yellow hair!"

I immediately stood up, thought for a while and threw a wad of money on the ground and said, "I will pay you the compensation, and I will take the watch!"

After leaving the alley, looking at the people on the ground, he hurriedly asked Guan Ze, "Did you see a man with yellow hair?"

Guan Ze reacted quickly and rushed to a small alley. We followed closely behind Guan Ze. The alley was empty. After running to the end, Guan Ze carefully observed the footprints on the ground. Following the footprints, we saw a wooden Guan Ze pointed at the broken door, Anzi carefully opened the door, Guan Ze was the first to rush in, we followed, and through a dark corridor, we came to an open yard surrounded by three floors. Dilapidated small building.

A group of people were waiting for us in the yard, all with knives in their hands. We hurriedly retreated into the corridor and took a defensive posture. The corridor is relatively narrow, and we cannot let them all rush over at once. It is a good fortification.

I was looking for the yellow hair in the crowd, and sure enough, I was behind the crowd, and saw the yellow hair hiding behind them, showing his head and staring at us.

A strong man wielding a knife rushed over first, Guan Ze held the iron rod beside him, knocked the knife into the air, and then kicked the man away, the second one rushed over again, and was shot by Guan Ze in the same posture. Guan Ze kicked away.

The third person learned to be smart, and instead of rushing over immediately, he approached us slowly with several other people.

Guan Ze swung his stick and said, "I'll go and put these, you all rush over and grab that yellow hair!"

I hummed, followed Guan Ze to rush over first, I followed behind him, and also rushed towards the group of people. What I didn't expect was that the bald head didn't flinch, stood beside me, and fought with me up.

Huangmao knew we were coming for him and wanted to run away.

I was stopped in front of me by a man, with a big knife dancing vigorously, although I didn't feel threatening, but it made me unable to walk for a while, Huang Mao took the opportunity to run, An Zi ignored his side The big knife that was cut rushed to Huang Mao first, and he stretched out his hand to grab Huang Mao. Huang Mao unexpectedly popped out a dagger and directly stabbed Anzi in the abdomen. Fortunately, Anzi reacted quickly and avoided the deadly attack. With a knife, he grabbed his wrist, and snatched the dagger with all his strength. The yellow hair had no fighting strength at all, and Anzi fell sideways, pushing him to the ground.

We have been fighting here, Guan Ze knocked down a few more people, but his body was also wounded, I was better, the bald head kept protecting me, but he himself was a little bit miserable, his clothes were cut off, and there was blood Flowed down the arm.

An Zi subdued Huang Mao, took a dagger to his neck, and shouted: "Stop, or I will stab him to death!"

Shouting was not loud enough, those people continued to hit it as if they didn't hear it.

An Zi stabbed Huang Mao's thigh all at once, and Huang Mao let out a scream, which attracted everyone's attention, and they all stopped.

Anzi dragged the yellow hair out, and the others looked at him and dared not do anything.

(End of this chapter)