Tiger Police

Chapter 159 Identity
"These beggars really dare to attack. Look at that young one, his head was broken and bleeding."

"Why did they fight?"

"Hmph! I was watching from the opposite side. It was this young man who asked for cucumbers. If he didn't give them, he would punch him. Now it's all right. I didn't get the cucumbers, and I got beaten for nothing."

"It's a tough fight, don't kill anyone. Why don't you make a phone call and call the police!"

"Call the police! What can the police do when they come? Just two beggars, can they still be arrested?"

Hu Pingtao was beaten badly.

He was caught off guard by a stick on his foot, fell down and never got up again.The middle-aged beggar obviously had much more experience in fighting. He rushed over to hold him down, and hit his stomach hard a few times. Hu Pingtao screamed and couldn't fight back, and was pressed and beaten all the time.

When the middle-aged beggar had had enough beating, he spat out thick phlegm contemptuously, returned to his original position and sat down, continued to eat cucumbers, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

Hu Pingtao lay on the ground, clutching his wound, panting heavily.

The skin on his forehead was torn and bleeding a little. The injury was not serious, but the place where he was beaten was very painful. He couldn't stand up for a while, so he could only roll over to avoid the glare and hot sun, and climbed under the shadow of the building.

Once you lie down, it's night.

There is a lot of traffic on the road, and there are constant pedestrians coming and going.

The middle-aged beggar finished eating cucumbers and tomatoes, left with a dirty woven bag on his back, and embarked on a journey to find dinner.

Before leaving, he turned around and glanced this way.

From the perspective of the agreement that only each other knew, Hu Pingtao, who seemed to be seriously injured and lying on the ground, made an "OK" gesture to himself that no one else could see.

So, he turned and left with confidence.

Across the road is a four-story building.

It is located outside the Third Ring Road of Jinzhou City.

In recent years, real estate development has been a popular industry for making money. High-rise buildings have sprung up one after another. When people buy new houses, old houses and old buildings are vacant.Either rent it out to earn some living expenses, or wait for the demolition to make a fortune.

There are fewer people and more buildings in this neighborhood, and almost all the old buildings are rental housing.

Outside the unit door at the entrance of the small building, there is a sign: Yali Dance School.

The sun went down, and the night gradually deepened.

Several food stalls appeared on the street, occupying part of the road.The urban management has already left work, and as long as it is not a holiday or a day that is required by the higher authorities, they usually don't care.

Hu Pingtao's injuries seemed to have recovered.People walking on the road and food stall operators all saw him standing up half-kneeling, sitting on the curb in a daze.

It was past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and several taxis were parked on the side of the road. The drivers opened the cab door and walked out. They each ordered supper and ate slowly while sitting on the benches of the food stalls.

Drooling, Hu Pingtao stretched out his dirty hands and held a broken bowl, begging for food.

People looked at him in disgust, with mixed reactions.

The food stall operator waved him away like a fly.

Someone threw out a few coins and watched him kneeling and crawling like a baby to pick up the coins with a mocking expression.

I was lucky today. I met a kind driver. After eating a claypot rice, he picked his teeth with a toothpick. He raised his hand and called the owner of the food stall. He pointed at Hu Pingtao, who was emitting a stench all over his body, and said lightly: "This guy is quite poor, give him a meal!"

As long as there is business, the boss will not exclude customers.He glanced at the empty rice cooker that the driver had just finished eating on the table, and asked with a smile, "Just like you?"

The driver nodded, took out his mobile phone and scanned the green QR code on the table, stood up from the folding stool with a belch, and sighed: "It's not easy, I want to earn money to support my family, he just wants to A mouthful of food...just a dozen or so yuan, if you do good deeds, God will watch, and there will be good rewards."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards his car, opened the door, started the engine, and drove away.

This is very true and logical.

The boss used thick gloves to put it on, and brought a claypot rice from the stove. He wanted to put it directly at Hu Pingtao's feet in disgust, but after thinking about it, he turned around and put it on the table.He waved at Hu Pingtao, and said kindly, "I've paid for it for you, eat it while it's hot."

Hu Pingtao nodded numbly, pulled the stool and sat down.

Looking at his hands covered in black mud, the boss sighed and poked his shoulder with his finger: "Come here, wash your hands before eating."

Dishwashing liquid was put in the dishwashing water to wash away the sludge, and the black wrist was on top of the white palm, which was in sharp contrast.

Hu Pingtao was eating sullenly when the door of the "Yali Dance School" inside the green belt opened, and two men and a woman walked out with a burst of "crack" laughter.

The woman is young and beautiful, with long, smooth hair dyed a very conspicuous pale gold, with a slim waist and hips, and a hot figure.Wearing a transparent blouse on the upper body, the black underwear inside can be seen from more than ten meters away, and a very short leather skirt underneath, although it is night, you can see it when she is walking. To the view inside, obviously wearing nothing.

Accompanied by two men, one on the left and one on the right, the three flirted all the way to the food stall and ordered their favorite food.

They were a little surprised at Hu Pingtao who was eating at the table.One of the men pointed here, turned around and asked the boss who was cooking: "Why is there a beggar here? You don't care?"

The boss quickly explained: "Just now a customer saw him as pitiful, so he bought him a meal."

As he spoke, he raised his finger to the empty table in the corner: "Sit over there! There's wind over there, it's cool and clean."

It's none of your business, and usually no one cares about beggars.

The three turned around and walked to the empty table and sat down.

This woman is obviously used to waves, sitting on a folding stool, with her legs raised on purpose, her milky white stilettos are on the tiptoes, exposing her heels, trembling, most of her buttocks are shining white under the light, she But he didn't care.

She was very active, for a while she hugged the man on the left and whispered in his ear; for a while she raised her fist with a smile, and gave the man on the right a few intimate blows.Later, he simply took off his high heels and dangled his feet under the table, intentionally or unintentionally touching the legs of the two men, full of vigor.

People who are eating late-night snacks have mixed reactions to this.Some watched with great interest, without taking their eyes off, and even raised their chopsticks to make various provocative gestures at the woman;

With his back to them, Hu Pingtao carefully dug the rice crust at the bottom of the clay pot with a spoon.

This thing is hard, but it tastes delicious.

After eating, he walked up to the busy boss and nodded slightly as a thank you.

Turning around, picked up the woven bag full of various sundries, walked to the opposite side of the street, lay down at the corner of the wall, leaned against the woven bag, silently in the dark, and looked at this side from a distance.

That woman is not a local—she speaks with a strange accent, and her pronunciation sounds a bit awkward. It is a changed version of Mandarin, not Cantonese.

The two men and one woman quickly finished eating and left. They followed the way they had come and opened the door of "Yali Dance School". When they walked in, the man on the left kissed the woman's neck, and the woman smiled and lifted her up. He lightly touched his forehead with his hand.

There are fewer and fewer people on the street.

After three o'clock, the food stalls were withdrawn.

There are no people on the road, and even cars rarely pass by.In addition to the annoying "buzzing" sound of mosquitoes flying around, only the tireless crickets in the dark corner are screaming desperately.

Suddenly, dazzling headlights appeared at the end of the road in the distance.Soon they were approaching, and they could clearly see that they were two "Jinbei" minibuses.The car stopped on the side of the road, the driver jumped out of the cab, opened the door, and dozens of young women with scantily clad clothes and heavy makeup got out.

Hu Pingtao lay motionless in the darkness, as if he had fallen asleep.

He saw everything clearly. Fifteen women got in and out of one car, and twelve got in and out of the other car, making a total of 27 women.

I also remember the license plate number very clearly, but it is estimated that this should be useless, and there is a high probability that it is a set car.

Including the driver, the guards were all men, and there were six of them in the two cars.They were holding short sticks and the like, maybe electric shock devices, or daggers...the distance was too far, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Someone in the building opened the door and let the women in.

The driver and the man escorting the car got back into the car, started the engine and left.

Its daybreak.

……

Beggar is a highly disguised identity.

Whether it is fighting or rummaging through the nearby garbage dumps for valuables, it is a normal daily behavior for beggars.

Hu Pingtao got up very early.He dragged the woven bag, walked across the road, came to the opposite "Yali Dance School", opened the sky blue trash can, and started today's treasure hunt.

There were no litter boxes here.

Two months ago, the street office decided to set up a temporary garbage collection station here.So there were more than a dozen trash cans placed against the wall, the ones that were stepped open.

Where there is rubbish, beggars are naturally indispensable.

Hu Pingtao can find some discarded cardboard boxes and many empty beverage bottles from the trash can every day.He gathered these discarded items together and dragged them through the streets, selling them for more than ten yuan.

Just last week, a beggar from outside also took a fancy to this place.In order to fight for possession, he fought with Hu Pingtao.

The dispute happened right under the wall behind the "Yali Dance School".Just across a wall, the people inside could clearly hear the two beggars pointing at each other's noses and yelling.The spat quickly turned into punching each other, and later turned into picking up any kind of object around and throwing it at each other.

Hu Pingtao was hit several times, but the beggar from outside was also seriously injured.He bled a lot, soaked his clothes, screamed and fled all the way, and was chased hundreds of meters away by Hu Pingtao, who was extremely powerful in combat.

If it weren't for the heavy injuries in the last battle, Hu Pingtao would not have lost to the middle-aged beggar in yesterday's fight.During this period of time, he had limited mobility and walked with a limp.

In short, in the eyes of others, all his actions are logical.

Picking up trash is a technical job.

Carton cartons must be disassembled one by one and stacked in order of size.The dirt and dirt must be removed, otherwise, even if it is transported to the buying station, it will not be used...Of course, everyone is a little bit interested in taking advantage of it. A cardboard weighing ten catties sells for twelve catties. It is no different from dropping banknotes from the sky.Since the scrap collection station stipulates that no adulteration is allowed in the cardboard, then change the method and sprinkle water in the middle of the cardboard, as long as it is soaked, it will increase its weight.

Hu Pingtao needs money very much.

When he pulls cardboard and empty beverage bottles in the trash can, he is always meticulous, with a serious expression like a devout believer.

Spend an hour or two clearing the cardboard and spraying it with water, and he gets better at it.

Since the early hours of the morning, he has been wandering around the garbage collection area behind the residential building every day.

The sound insulation of the houses here is average.

When picking up trash outside the wall, Hu Pingtao often heard voices coming from inside the wall.

Most of the time it's the women who talk.The content is miscellaneous--money, men, sex, food, weather, and so on.

Whenever this happens, Hu Pingtao's speed of picking up garbage, or watering the cardboard will slow down significantly.He looked very careful, like a busy man who only wanted to exchange for a better tomorrow from the scrap yard.

The building is supervised and their vigilance is high, taking care of everything around them.

The door of the unit opened, and a middle-aged man in his 30s came out wearing slippers.He had a lit cigarette in his mouth, a plastic bag full of garbage in his left hand, and a large empty cardboard box in his right.

It was a carton of fruit.The seal was torn and it was stuffed with foam and wrapping paper.

The man walked around to the back of the house, seeing this, Hu Pingtao, who was rummaging through the trash can, quickly backed away and fled more than ten meters away like a frightened bird, curled up, his eyes full of vigilance and undisguised longing.

The middle-aged man raised his head, with the corner of his mouth hanging high, looking very arrogant.He deliberately raised the empty cardboard box in his hand, put it on the ground, stepped on it, held the cigarette butt between his fingers, and asked with great interest, "Do you want it?"

Hu Pingtao's comprehension ability is not as good as expected.He stood where he was, and after a full five seconds, he nodded numbly, and responded with an "oh".

"Come here." The middle-aged man grinned, puffed out a puff of smoke, pointed to the ground under his feet, and said in an inducing and commanding tone: "Kneel down and kowtow to me. you."

As he spoke, he put down the garbage bag in his left hand and put it together with the empty cardboard box.

There were several rotten fruits and several stacked lunch boxes inside.The top one was only half empty, with a lot of leftovers in it, and some bones that seemed to be gnawed away.

Hu Pingtao's eyes suddenly shone brightly.He opened his mouth, and the saliva flowed out uncontrollably along the corners of his mouth, shining brightly, forming a thin line between the dirty and smelly fronts of his clothes.

He walked over like a hungry wild dog.

(End of this chapter)