Siheyuan starts with killing pigs

Chapter 25 Black Eat Black

And when the watchman in the black market pulled the rope, two heads quietly poked out more than ten meters away from the fork in the road, looking around.

Although Wang Hu was walking in the dark, they were not far away. Through the moonlight, they saw Wang Hu at a glance, and then followed him quietly.

Liu Hong, the man on guard at the door, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw this scene, and began to think about what kind of gains he would have today.

Although Liu Hong is a lookout in the black market, his monthly income is a fixed amount of 25 yuan a month. This amount of money can only ensure that his family can drink some gruel and eat some wowotou.

But he was guarding the black market and saw other people buying rice, flour, fish and meat every day. How could he feel balanced?

So half a year ago, he entangled a few playmates and asked them to stay outside the entrance of the alley where he looked out for the wind. If they encountered a fat sheep that he didn't know, they would kill him.

If he's lucky, one vote can be worth Liu Hong's salary for a month. This kind of huge harvest like opening a blind box makes him endlessly happy and unable to stop, and he can even resist the black market's prohibitions and laws, and the three swords and six swords. Gang rules of the hole.

"The black market is really chaotic. I didn't expect that the first time I came here, I would be targeted!"

Wang Hu, who has a sharp ear and eyesight, noticed it when the other party just caught up with him, but he did not look back. He just found an alley and got into it like a normal person, and walked in slowly.

The two familiar people behind them couldn't help but feel happy when they saw Wang Hu walking into the alley. Then one of them took a shortcut to block Wang Hu in front, while the people behind him continued to stare at Wang Hu to avoid unnecessary trouble. Wang Hu ran away.

"Fall down!" Li Lei, who took the shortcut, suddenly jumped out when Wang Hu was about to walk out of the alley, swung a wooden stick, and hit Wang Hu's head hard.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the stick did not hit Wang Hu's head. Instead, Wang Hu grasped it in his hand.

"Bring it here, you, you little brat, still want to attack me?"

Wang Hu forcefully snatched the wooden stick from the opponent's hand.

Li Lei, who held the wooden stick tightly in his hand, was torn apart by Wang Hu's arrogant and unreasonable force. The tiger's mouth was torn and bled in an instant, and a layer of skin fell off his hand.

But before he could cry out in pain, the wooden stick snatched away by Wang Hu fell on him like raindrops.

"Brother, spare your life, don't hit me again, please spare me, I won't dare to do it again!..." Li Lei was slapped all over his head and face by Wang Hu. He was in so much pain that he rolled crazily on the ground to avoid it, while suffering. begged.

And just when Li Lei was begging, Li Goudan who was following Wang Hu, holding a sharp iron thorn in his hand, gradually approached Wang Hu, and then punched Wang Hu's waist fiercely. go.

"I've been waiting for you, kid!" Wang Hu suddenly turned around and pinched the opponent's wrist. Then, with a strong force, the iron thorn suddenly changed direction and penetrated deeply into the opponent's right side. In the thigh.

Wang Hu, who had pricked one of the opponent's thighs, felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger. With a snap, he pulled out the iron thorn. Without waiting for the opponent to cry out in pain, he pricked the opponent's left thigh with the iron thorn. Wear a pair.

"Ah! Ah... It hurts me so much. Please have mercy on me, please have mercy on me... It's not us who want to rob you. It's Liu Hong who was showing off at the door of the black market just now. Let the two of us come and rob you!"

"Yes! Uncle! It's none of our business. Please let us two go!" Li Lei, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, broke out in a cold sweat when he saw Li Goudan's miserable state, and tried his best to explain. road.

"Is it him who asked you to stab me in the waist with an iron thorn?" After hearing this, Wang Hu showed no mercy at all. The iron thorn in his hand turned into a cold light, and accurately nailed Li Goudan's right hand hard. on the ground.

"Ah! Ah...Grandpa, please forgive me, Grandpa, please forgive me! I was wrong. I thought you were too powerful and I was afraid that I couldn't defeat you, so I had evil intentions and struck hard..."

At this time, Li Goudan saw that Wang Hu was cruel and vicious, and saw that he could not be deceived, so he couldn't help but hurriedly admitted.

"He hit me with a wooden stick, I beat him with a wooden stick, you pricked me with an iron thorn, and I gave the iron thorn back to you. It's fair. I believe in: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Remember my name! My name is Qiye!"

After Wang Hu forced out the information he wanted from the two of them, he plundered a few dollars and several kilograms of food stamps from the two of them.Then Wang Hu left his name, and then he knocked them unconscious with one blow and then walked away.

Wang Hu left a nickname, which was well thought out and systematic. He will inevitably hang out in the black market in the future, so he needs a loud and daunting name, which can reduce him some unnecessary troubles. .

Although the name Qiye is not well-known now, it will be spread along with the experiences of the two people. In the future, when Wang Hu takes care of some people who are not discerning, this name will slowly become popular. .

When he comes to the black market again in the future, some cats and dogs will not jump out and waste his time and energy.

After Wang Hu took care of the two people, he didn't go far. He learned from the two people that what happened just now was just Liu Hong's personal behavior and had nothing to do with the black market.

And in this black market, transaction security is quite high, but it is hard to say whether you can go home safely after leaving the black market.

Wang Hu, who is brave and talented at art, plans to go back to the black market to buy some more things. Nowadays, buying things outside requires tickets, but in the black market, all he needs is money.

Having just won more than 100 yuan from Shazhu, he would not go out easily. Now he will definitely do some shopping before going back.

Wang Hu took out the bicycle from the space, and then took out a piece of rag that he had just torn off the two people to cover the steel seal of the car.

Then Wang Hu deliberately avoided the black market entrance of Liu Hongwangfeng and entered from other entrances after paying another 1 cents.

Originally, Wang Hu had taken out the admission ticket that looked like a talisman just now, but the person at the entrance of the black market said that he would enter through the entrance where he paid the money.

Not wanting to alarm Liu Hong at this time, Wang Hu, who was ready to settle the score after the purchase, could only buy another admission ticket.

"Mom, how do you sell these peanuts?" Wang Hu pushed the cart and walked to a stall with two peanuts. He couldn't help but stop and asked with a smile.

"1.2 yuan per pound! Boy, if you like it, buy more. These peanuts are very popular! If my family wasn't in a hurry for money, how could I be willing to sell them!"

The owner of this stall is an aunt in her 50s or [-]s with a sad face. She opened the basket covered with cloth, revealing the peeled peanuts underneath. After touching it, she said with a look of reluctance.

"Auntie, how much do you have here? I'll cover it all!"

Wang Hu also knows that in this era, it is difficult to buy peanuts even if you have money. Even if they are sold by the supply and marketing cooperative during the holidays, they are limited and you can't buy them if you go late.

Wang Hu has space, so he is not afraid of letting it go bad, so he simply buys more. Moreover, next year will be the three-year disaster, and it will be increasingly difficult to sell this thing.

"Auntie, there are only three kilograms here!" When the aunt heard that Wang Hu wanted it, she couldn't help but said with joy.

She is old and lacks energy. She has survived ten pounds of peanuts and now has three pounds left. If Wang Hu wants all of them, she can go back and rest early.

"Mom, I want it all! I have nothing to pack, so give me your bamboo basket too!" Wang Hu said as he handed over 3.6 yuan.

"Young man, take it. We made it up ourselves, and it's not a valuable thing." The aunt said cheerfully, handing the thing over.

After buying the peanuts, Wang Hu hung the basket on the handlebar and continued to search inside to see if there was anyone selling alcohol tickets.

And his efforts were not in vain. Not long after, he saw three bills on a stall, namely coarse grain stamps, food stamps, and pastry stamps.

(End of this chapter)