latent body

Chapter 23 Recommendation Letter

These words are not difficult to understand.

After the war to the present, it is not too much to describe it as "the years are infinite".

The wine left over from the old era has long since become a highly toxic substance. Let alone drinking it, I am afraid that even a little bit of contamination on the skin will cause extremely terrible and serious consequences.

There are not many valuable special old things, and wine bottles are one of them.Although it is impossible to verify the specific place of origin of this Bordeaux bottle, in the eyes of the big men with wealth and power, this well-preserved bottle is worth at least two gold dollars.

Zhong Xiaowei put up a "Closed" sign outside early on.The tavern was closed today, and if any blind, stubborn bastard insisted on knocking on the door to buy a drink, she would use her fists and blades to let the other person understand the true meaning of having a dual identity.

Waitresses, plus security.

Zhong Jun brought out a large plate full of barbecue from the kitchen.This is the upper limb of the giant tube worm, the meat is tender and delicious.This kind of earthworm-like mutated creature hidden in the ground has strong fighting power and is difficult to catch, so its value will naturally double.

Also on the table are mixed noodle steamed buns made of cassava and wheat, a plate of roasted potatoes, and several brightly colored tomatoes.

Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Ling Zihan was vigilant and doubtful, and with a friendly smile on his face, he asked seriously: "Brother Zhong, why did you think of asking me out for a drink?"

He received a telegram from Zhong Jun and hurried back from Cuihong Building.

"Stinky boy, I still talk so much when I invite you to drink." Zhong Jun filled the empty glass with a smile, and handed it directly to Ling Zihan.A pair of eyes full of adult charm released a charming smile from the inside out.

Ling Zihan shrugged his shoulders and picked up the cup: "Brother Zhong, I respect you."

It has not been a short time since I came to Yazi Town, and Zhong Jun is one of the very few people who makes Ling Zihan feel safe.

Zhong Jun took a sip of his wine, put down his glass, stretched out his hand to pick up a mixed noodle steamed bun and broke it apart from the middle, picked up a few pieces of giant tube worm barbecue meat with chopsticks, poured a little sauce on it, closed the steamed bun, and handed it to Ling Zihan with a smile.

His friendly attitude made Ling Zihan reaffirm his thoughts: "Brother Zhong, what do you need from me?"

Zhong Jun crossed his left leg on his right knee, hummed a tune that only he could understand, and swayed his left foot back and forth with the rhythm.However, this unscrupulous sitting posture did not arouse Ling Zihan's displeasure at all, but gave Zhong Jun more special temperament related to arrogance, evil charm, and arrogance.

He took out a pack of cigarettes that had been torn from his pocket, and shook it at Ling Zihan: "One?"

Ling Zihan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Zhong Jun took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, threw a beautiful arc in the air, and the cigarette landed exactly in Ling Zihan's hand.

Nicotine and alcohol also have a stimulating effect on humans in this era. However, compared with the old era, the concept of "cigarettes" has changed a lot, and a large number of chemical ingredients have been added.Under normal circumstances, adults should not smoke more than twenty cigarettes per 24 hours, that is, one pack.Otherwise, the irritating compounds accumulated in the body will have a very serious and complete blocking effect on the central nervous system.

Smoking is for the thrill, but the stuff is poisonous.

More importantly, cigarettes in this era are expensive, and poor ghosts wandering in the wilderness are rarely willing to take the initiative to spend money to buy them, and most of them pick up the cigarette butts thrown away by others.

This has become a business in cities and large settlements.One hundred cigarette butts is equivalent to one-fifth of the regular price of a box of cigarettes.

Seeing Ling Zihan lighting a cigarette with the lighter installed on the side of the mechanical arm, Zhong Jun raised his left hand habitually, and gently shaved his newly trimmed beard along his lips with his thumb, and said with a smile, "I saw that you and Liao Qiu left the town together in the direction of Cuihong Building. If I guessed correctly, you take Liao Qiu to find Huang Ping, and ask her to give Liao Qiu the set of "Type A" modified accessories?"

Ling Zihan's left hand trembled slightly, and the cigarette held between his fingers almost fell off.

He moved his fingers at an extremely slow speed, and moved the hybrid noodle steamed bun pinched in his right hand to the top of his middle finger and thumb, creating a space between the steamed bun and his palm that could almost hold an egg.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhong Jun casually glanced at Ling Zihan's right hand, and smiled: "Okay, okay, I'm just asking casually, why are you so nervous? I know you are very strong, you can throw a steamed bun and easily send out a fireball bigger than a human head...I remind you, wasting food is not a good idea."

"By the way, I'm not your enemy. If I really want to hurt you, why waste my time and energy talking nonsense?"

The expression on Ling Zihan's face froze, and then he concealed his anxiety and embarrassment on the surface: "Brother Zhong, I..."

Zhong Jun interrupted him: "You boy is a smart person, smarter than most people I've met."

"Let me help you sort out the whole incident!"

"It's a big surprise and surprise for you that you suddenly have the fire ability. If it were someone else, I guess he would either kill all directions, kill Yan Shangzu and Cong Xiao, and become the real gang leader; or directly subdue Yao Yingyu and dominate all the women in Cuihonglou."

"But you are different. When you asked for a set of "Type A" modified accessories, I thought it was weird. What do you want modified accessories for? You can directly kill Yan Shangzu and Cong Xiao, and pick up their corpses and savings, and you will get much more than that. Next, you only need to kill people to gain power and gather three gangs. Regardless of power, money, or women, as long as you are not too greedy and don't demand too much from women, I believe that everything you get can fully meet your needs."

"But next, your kid actually proposed to become the deputy leader of the three major gangs."

"This is a typical coquettish operation!" Zhong Jun lit a cigarette, took a deep breath with an indescribable sense of comfort, pointed at Ling Zihan with his left hand holding the cigarette, and said with a rather flamboyant smile: "Since then, I know that you boy has no good intentions."

Ling Zihan didn't make any excuses, a childlike smile that was both confused and at a loss gradually appeared on his face.

This is the best disguise when you don't understand the other party's purpose.

"Brother Zhong, you are so smart, you can easily see through my small thoughts." He stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, raised his left thumb high at Zhong Jun, and blurted out praise and flattery as if he didn't want money.Although there was a cigarette in his mouth and his voice was vague, it was enough for Zhong Jun to understand what he wanted to express.

Zhong Jun didn't interrupt Ling Zihan's performance.He seemed to be enjoying it, and his face was full of leisurely contentment.

After a full 2 ​​minutes, he sat up straight and put out the exhausted cigarette in the ashtray on the table.

"It's almost enough. I'm not as great as you said." Zhong Jun put away the smile on his face, and looked at Ling Zihan attentively and seriously: "Tell me your true thoughts."

Ling Zihan's face was filled with a pure and innocent smile that belonged to young people: "Liao Qiu is my brother, who would I help if I don't help him? That set of "Type A" modified accessories was prepared for him from the beginning, and I still count on..."

"I believe you are a ghost." Zhong Jun waved his hands impatiently, as if trying to shove flies away: "You kid is even more slippery than a red-skinned loach in a puddle, let me tell you for you!"

"You want to make a big move here, so you deliberately pushed Liao Qiu out to be your spokesperson."

These words directly hit the most secret place in Ling Zihan's heart.

He put away the smile on his face, and looked towards the opposite side with his clear eyes, as if he wanted to see through Zhong Jun's whole being.

After a long time, Ling Zihan said slowly: "Brother Zhong, I always thought you were not an ordinary person. Now it seems that I guessed right."

Zhong Jun shook his head helplessly, a little dumbfounded.

The reason why he took out the long-preserved good wine and set up such a sumptuous table was to numb Ling Zihan and get the secret hidden in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this kid's age and scheming are not equal at all, he is simply a slippery old fox.

"That's all right, all right, if you don't want to say it, let it go." Zhong Jun gave up the idea of ​​probing, and said frankly: "The reason why I invited you here is because I have something to discuss with you."

As he spoke, he took out a brown paper envelope from his coat pocket and placed it on the table.

Ling Zihan sat on the chair without moving, watching all this calmly.

Zhong Jun frowned. The other party's attitude made him a little unhappy, but he was more emotional: "I said that you are really young. Where did you have so many complicated thoughts? This is an ordinary recommendation letter, and I didn't fiddle with it. Shall I open it for you to see?"

Ling Zihan looked at Zhong Jun with puzzled eyes: "Recommendation letter? Brother Zhong, what do you mean?"

Zhong Jun suppressed the dissoluteness that floated on his face, and said calmly: "I know you kid has always wanted to leave this place. It's normal. Young people like to go outside. I have a friend in Floating Cloud City. If you don't mind, you can visit him and find an errand by the way."

A sunny smile appeared on Ling Zihan's face again, and he reached out to pick up the letter on the table: "Thank you, Brother Zhong."

Zhong Jun waved his hand very casually: "It's outrageous to say these words. I was also entrusted by others, and I was just recommended."

"After talking for a long time, the food is cold, hurry up and eat!"

"By the way, when you plan to leave, let me know in advance. I've been thinking about getting Xiaowei to go to Floating Cloud City to make a batch of goods. If you two go together, there will be someone to take care of you on the way."

……

Leaving the tavern, Ling Zihan went to Cuihonglou.

Estimating the time, Huang Ping should have finished the surgery on Liao Qiu.

With the special badge issued by Yao Yingyu, the armed guards of Cuihonglou did not make it difficult for Ling Zihan.It's just that their eyes released a fierce light and killing intent, and at the same time, they used a sharp chainsaw-like gaze to repeatedly walk between Ling Zihan's legs.

(Happy Children's Day, I wish all book friends every day)
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