when the moon whispers

Chapter 167 Thief-Liang Ming

The fourth thief
Sixteen Liang Ming

At half past five in the morning, the sudden north wind blew up the roof of the second floor of the mobile iron house.

Xu Jianghua was shocked by the rumbling sound. He pulled up his underwear and got up just as he was halfway through the Spring and Autumn Dream.He picked up the military coat that was lying on the plastic stool next to the bed and shivered. He stepped on his cotton shoes and stumbling step by step to the window. He opened the plastic steel window and leaned forward to take a vague look in the direction of the roof. He glanced twice, sniffed his nose and raised his hand to rub his black and red eyes, raised his shoulders and looked at the still dark sky.

"What a dog|day weather."

The cold wind that nestled into the mountain col whirled into my spine.

Xu Jianghua rubbed the chicken skin that had crawled on the back of his neck. He curled up and dug his feet into his flat cotton shoes. He unscrewed the door lock of the bedroom compartment in a sloppy manner, hunched over and lifted his hand. He lowered his military coat from his shoulders and squinted his eyes as he entered the pitch-black workspace next door.

Spark plug sleeves of different radial sizes were scattered all over the floor.Xu Jianghua raised his foot and kicked a toolbox with the lid open. He moved it step by step to the wall, pulled open most of the tightly covered curtains, and slowly opened the window hanging on the meter box. The lock was pushed open, and the outdoor power supply gate was pushed open, and the rust stains that were stuck in the calluses of the fingertips were wiped away.

There was a dull roar outside the iron room.The large-scale dismantling machinery shook slightly in the howling north wind, and the gears that swallowed gold and swallowed iron "squeaked" and rotated for more than half an inch.The light bulb on the gate of the scrapyard about a hundred meters away suddenly lit up in a mottled and flickering manner. It was the "Ganghwa Scrap Car Dismantling Plant-Heavy Truck Auto Repair Plant" on the neon light box that had been neglected for many years. The radicals of the two lines of characters were all completely extinguished, and they were scrawled and tattered.

Xu Jianghua glanced at the clock on the wall, quickly put on his cotton trousers, picked up the windproof cotton hat stained with engine oil from the wall hook and put it on his head, opened the broken security door of the workshop, and got in. In the whirling wind filled with dirt, smoke and sand.

The area around the junkyard was deserted and unpopular.

This piece of land in the mountains is not close to the county seat or the urban area, and the adjacent land boundary is Bazhuang Qijia Village, which was regarded as a typical major case in the first year. There is still a little enthusiasm for welcoming the arrival, but the top After a thorough investigation, even the scrapyard in Xu Jianghua's hands, which had been in trouble for 20 years, has lost a lot of money.

Boss Xu stretched out his hand to grab the tattered garbage bag hovering above his head. He cursed in a broken voice and pointed at the scrap recycling station that was quite far away. He turned around and spat out the bad luck that had just opened.

"It's so bad | Mom | that you can't even collect the junk. All those junk things are rolled up in my yard——"

Halfway through Xu Jianghua's mouth, the stinky saliva was sprayed out, and two beams of light suddenly came in from a distance outside the iron door that had been open all year round, shining brightly against the top of his head.

Boss Xu's eyes were blurred, and he took a few steps back to barely avoid being swept under the car by the large cargo truck that stopped suddenly in the middle of the yard.He smoothed his chest and moved closer to the license plate. Before the golden stars in his eyes had dispersed, he already leaned forward and bowed to greet her: "...The boss came quite early. I just got up."

Xu Jianghua didn't mind the man in the car's overly cold response with his eyes lowered. He approached the car door with a frown, his eyes followed his pair of exquisite leather shoes as they stepped into the sand, and briefly glanced at the piece of clothing that had remained the same for several years. Wearing a long black trench coat, his laughter was muffled in his nose: "Boss, please slow down, a truck of scrap was just dismantled and taken away yesterday. The ground is full of iron filings. Be careful to damage your shoes."

The man didn't say anything at first, and carefully smoothed out the too obvious and eye-catching wrinkles on the front of his windbreaker. Then he raised his eyelids, shook the car keys on his leather gloves, and threw them at Xu Jianghua. He rubbed the bruised and swollen side of his face: "It seems that my wife discovered that little bit of ungrateful hobby."

"The boss is so flattering - calling her Madam, saying she is a tigress is all flattering. Give her some face... we will leave after a while." Xu Jianghua tapped his hands and firmly took out the car keys first He walked into his arms, nodded to the man, walked around to the back of the cargo compartment in a familiar way, pulled off the door lock and put it on the ramp, twitched his nose that was itchy from the smell of blood, and quickly climbed into the cargo compartment. , drove the sports car with the front bumper crooked to the scrap car pile.

The cracked cracks in the front windshield were filled with a dull, blood-red sticky substance.

Xu Jianghua stared blankly at the car glass, a little dazed, and huddled in the driver's seat of the sports car for a few seconds before he rubbed his cheeks vigorously and managed to regain his composure.He raised his eyebrows slightly, got out of the car, and slapped the roof of the car. He touched the grease of unknown origin with his hand, which was a bit offensive. He swallowed hard and then said in a hoarse voice: "Scrap and destroy is still the old rule. Boss, don’t worry about this...but..."

The man lowered his arms and had no objection to Xu Jianghua's greediness from time to time: "But what?"

"The accident vehicle still needs to be cleaned before it is destroyed. Boss, why don't you give me some hard-earned money?" Xu Jianghua pretended to be embarrassed and waved his arm generously: "Any amount is fine, you can give it as you see fit."

"You won't be short of money, but Boss Xu had better not have any more evil thoughts."

"If the car that should be destroyed is found to be modified and appears on the road again, and some Katsuo Kita drives it to the police..." The man snorted very softly, twisted around and grabbed the car door, and said warmly Looking at the flattering smile on Xu Jianghua's face, Yun Danfeng warned gently: "Then I can only wish Boss Xu good luck."

Xu Jianghua was startled, and the smile on his face froze for a moment. He awkwardly held on to the roof of the sports car. He hesitated for a few seconds before dragging his slightly weak legs to the side of the van, and raised his head to express his regret. The boss was sincere in solving problems and not caring about making money. He was so swaying that he watched the van turn around a few hundred meters away from the courtyard wall. He turned around and let out a sneer. He curled his lips and shook his head as he walked back to the sports car. I was thinking about which parts could be secretly dismantled and sold at a good price.

But the smell of blood is so greasy that it makes people feel sick.

Xu Jianghua pinched his nose and circled the car three times. Unable to bear it, he took the pipe of the high-pressure water gun and dragged it to the abandoned sports car. He twisted the water valve for a long time and there was no response. He waggled around and hung the water pipe on the plate. On the soles of my feet, I guessed that the pipe was frozen and I kicked it violently. However, the sudden dredging of the water pressure caused the swollen and spiraling water pipe to trip over the mud. I struggled with kicking and kicking for a long time before lying down dripping with water and biting cold. He took a breath next to the tires of the sports car and cursed silently that nothing went well during the Chinese New Year.

Xu Jianghua tightly wrapped his military coat that was covered with ice. He was about to lift the car door and get up from the muddy ground mixed with ice and cement. When his head was tilted, he accidentally glanced at the sports car with a too low chassis. end--

He paused suddenly, rolled his eyes, and took a deep breath thoughtfully.

A watch that seemed to be of high quality and valuable was probably due to the high-speed rotation at the moment of the collision. It just fit into the gap in the chassis of the sports car, and it glowed vaguely and strangely.

Xu Jianghua chewed his molars, raised the corners of his mouth that were still bruised, and whistled softly.

"Oh, good stuff."

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