Dress up and fight!

Chapter 2171 Friends (21)

Xiaotong lowered his head and replied sullenly: "I'm also worried about the future. If he dies from smoking one day, we will all have to live on the streets."

Although old Yasuo beat them and scolded them, he gave them a good meal, which was considered pretty good in Huangpu Beach.

The companion snorted again: "This is a day-to-day life, what do you think about so much?"

Today is not over, just think about tomorrow.

It can't be said that tomorrow, the big smoker will sell them.

Who would expect a smoker to have any conscience.

The little boy lowered his head, stopped talking, and just kept shoveling rice into his mouth.

Suddenly he groaned, and his companion frowned and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

The child squinted his mouth, and spat out a back molar: "The brown rice was mixed with sand, and my tooth fell out."

The companion frowned and looked at him: "The upper teeth are still the lower teeth."

At the age of nine, it is not too late to change teeth.

The little boy licked the hole with his tongue and tasted the bloody smell in his mouth. He cried with a small face: "It's the lower teeth."

Hearing this, the companion put down his chopsticks, and pulled him to stand under the beam of the house: "Make a wish, and then throw your tooth on it, and the wish will come true."

When the little boy heard this, his tears were suppressed immediately, and he looked at his companion with surprise: "Really!"

Then he grabbed his baby teeth and shouted: "I hope I can eat enough every day!"

After speaking, he grabbed his teeth and threw it towards the eaves.

The companion standing aside also looked up expectantly: It would be great if I could really eat enough every day.

With a soft sound from the eaves, the deciduous teeth did not fall out, and the two children jumped up and down excitedly in the yard.

In troubled times, filling their stomachs is already their biggest expectation.

The owner of the shoe stall walked quickly to the smokehouse, looking as if he couldn't wait.

There are many women in cool clothes standing outside the smokehouse, smiling and soliciting customers inside.

This woman and smoke are a perfect match.

The boss dumped the money he had just earned today, and he was so shy that he had to pick the oldest woman to bring in.

The woman walked into one of the compartments with him around.

After closing the door, the woman knocked a few times on the wardrobe beside her.

Then, there was a slight sound coming from the bottom of the closet, and a man who was about the size of the boss opened the mechanism and came out.

The boss quickly changed clothes with the other party, while the woman smoked the lit pipe continuously on their bodies and heads.

After changing her clothes, the woman put a cap full of smoke oil on the boss's head and sprayed something in the boss's mouth before sending him down the tunnel.

And the man who changed clothes with the boss hugged the woman to the bed, and while smoking a pipe, he pulled the woman's clothes.

It made the woman laugh out loud.

Hearing that there was a lot of movement inside, one hand quietly pushed open the door of the small compartment, and only quietly backed away after seeing the two people rolling into a ball in the lingering smoke.

I really don't know what Noda Shao Zuo is thinking, how can anyone sacrifice so much for acting.

This is clearly some pigs struggling at the bottom of the society. They are powerless to change their destiny, and can only enjoy their last madness before being slaughtered.

After passing through the long tunnel, the boss walked into a simple office. There were three people in it, and the only woman was operating the transmitter.

As for the two men, one was sitting on a stool and writing something.

The other is holding a wooden warehouse that is being dismantled, as if studying the principle of production.

When the man writing saw the boss coming in, he hurriedly handed over a set of clean undershirts for the boss to change into.

The boss took off his clothes, shoes and socks to the man and asked him to put these things in a closed steamer.

And he himself was sitting at the wooden table in clean clothes, and said to the man tinkering with the wooden warehouse: "Minister Zhao, Comrade Jin refuses to ask Jin Qing for weapons."

The man known as Minister Zhao paused, looked up at the boss, and asked calmly, "Why?"

The boss grinned helplessly, "She said they are friends, I think she meant that she didn't want to take advantage of her friends!"

The word "friend" twitched on the tip of his tongue, and the boss was a little helpless. Under such circumstances, would the word be too extravagant.

Minister Zhao frowned, and before he could speak, the woman who was operating the transmitter had already taken off her earphones and yelled at the boss: "What does she mean? Is she planning to betray our belief? Does she know?" Knowing how important those weapons are to us, our fellow citizens are in dire straits."

Before the woman finished speaking, she was gently pushed away by Minister Zhao: "Zhu Jie, go do your own work."

Zhu Jie bit her lip lightly, after all she didn't refute Minister Zhao's words, and sat back angrily.

Minister Zhao looked at the boss quietly: "What do you think?"

The boss shook his head: "If we want others to try it, we need those firearms."

Although Huangpu still looks peaceful, the Northeast has already become a battlefield.

That kind of powerful firearm is like a tiger with wings added to their war.

With such a weapon, my compatriots no longer have to use their bodies to fight.

Minister Zhao frowned and pondered for a long time before shaking his head at the boss: "No, she doesn't go out often on weekdays, and no one recommends her, so we can't get close."

The boss nodded approvingly and replied: "That's true. I heard that they are also actively approaching her recently, but they still can't find a way. Even the consuls of several countries have sent people to visit her, but so far , and no one ever succeeded.”

Minister Zhao sighed: "We still have to start with Comrade Jin. You go and explain to her that we don't need her to do anything, as long as she introduces us."

Although everyone is unanimous in speaking to the outside world now, everyone understands in their hearts that sooner or later they will have a tough battle with that side, and everything is just a matter of time.

Therefore, they must fight for more resources for themselves.

The boss smiled wryly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle, but her attitude is very firm this time."

Zhu Jie, who was silent at the side, gritted her teeth quietly, she felt that Jin Fuyao must be dazzled by the prosperity in front of her.

The boss obviously noticed Zhu Jie's dissatisfaction, and his voice was a little deep: "Comrade Jin has really paid a lot, and we can't deny her loyalty just because of a little disagreement."

Whether it's lurking beside Mr. Zhang, collecting information in Fuguihua, or even flattering Jin Qing as a woman.

Boss Jin has endured pressure they couldn't imagine, and she is the undoubted hero.

Knowing that the boss's words were directed at herself, Zhu Jie lowered her head in shame, not daring to speak again.

Minister Zhao pursed his mouth into a straight line: "We still have to attack Comrade Jin. If you try to persuade her again, if it doesn't work, I'll send someone else over there."

The boss nodded to him.

The two chatted for a while, before the man brought the boss's clothes.

Smelling the strong smell of smoke on the clothes, the boss laughed at Minister Zhao, "I'm like a chimney now."

(End of this chapter)