Back To Eighty

If Uncle Qian hadn't been holding on tight, Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi would have rushed up immediately!

Even though his face was going to be deformed in pain, Lu Huai'an still looked nervous, scared and overwhelmed, and didn't even dare to fight back.

Everyone watched silently, they didn't dare to come forward to this kind of fight, for fear of getting burned.

The boss even hides far away, praying in his heart that they will fight tens of millions and go out to fight, but don't smash his shop.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lu Huai'an apologized again and again, carefully accompanying his smiling face: "This is me..."

Shouzi doesn't care if he apologizes or not, he just wants to get started with his sleeves.

As soon as he released his foot, Lu Huai'an immediately squatted down.

"This... I'm really sorry, this, you see, I really didn't mean it..." Lu Huai'an was wearing a shabby padded jacket, with cotton wool in some places, looking at the buns that fell on the ground, his eyes were so distressed famous.

He buried his head very low, hunched his back and picked up the buns on the ground one by one, reluctantly blown them, picked them up and put them on a plate.

A sour look.

The thin man sneered, withdrew his feet, and stood around his chest: "Why do you want grandpa to eat the ashes?"

"Then, how can it be! Of course... Of course it can't be done!" Lu Huai'an hesitated for a while, then turned around as if he had made up his mind: "We also bought meat buns, we eat the ones on the ground, you can take them away. , I'm really sorry!"

Turning around, he poured all the buns on his table into the thin enamel basin.

Not only are they all meat buns, but there are a lot more.

Seeing him go on the road, the thin man glanced at it, and withdrew his feet with satisfaction that he was about to continue kicking: "You are wise!"

He patted his **** and left without taking his head back.

As for kicking and stepping, he deserved it, and wanted him to apologize? no way!

Shen Maoshi's eyes turned red, and the steamed bun in his hand had long since changed shape: "Brother Lu!"

Lu Huaian was beaten just now, and he wished he could rush up and bite the thin man down. Uncle Qian had pinched his legs before he would hold them down.

Glancing at him warningly, Lu Huaian shook his head without a trace.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Maoshi lowered his head and fiercely took a big bite out of the smashed bun.

"Eat." Lu Huai'an sat down as if nothing had happened, and patted the gray wind lightly: "Hurry up, eat well and do things well."

It's not that you can't eat buns that have fallen ashes. How many people can't even eat white noodles at home?

A few people are not picky, and they eat it when they pat the ashes.

The meat buns without croton are really fragrant.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Lu Huai'an wiped his mouth: "Did you eat well?"

"full!"

Lu Huai'an curled the corners of his lips, revealing a gloomy smile: "Go!"

If he kicked him, he had to get it back.

The four of them strolled around for two times, and then they picked a path that no one took to go around the bungalow.

Just as Lu Huai'an thought, the thin man ate the few buns first, and left the others without eating them at all.

The fat men didn't know how much they ate. Anyway, when Lu Huaian and the others arrived, business was already booming in the dry toilet.

"Come out! I can't hold back!"

The two slammed on the door frantically, and the poor wooden door shook, and it was about to fall apart.

The fat man squatted inside and shouted in a broken voice, "Go ball, you guys pull it outside!"

At first, they held back, but they couldn't hold back anymore, so they each found a tree root to solve it.

From far away, I feel this smell is great.

Uncle Qian couldn't help but want to laugh: "How much is this?"

"I don't know." Lu Huai'an didn't know the dosage of this stuff either, so he raised his eyebrows: "If you put chopsticks in it, eating more and less depends on luck."

Not so much, they ate all the buns, right?

After they collapsed one by one, Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian went out and knocked people down easily and neatly.

The poor fat man stepped out against the wall, but he couldn't lift his head, he was beaten with a stick, and his head was stuck in the toilet.

"Ah~" Shen Maoshi pinched his nose in disgust, it stinks more than pig manure!

They all stink, and Lu Huai'an disliked them, so he went straight into the house without getting started.

Good guy, a shiny pot, clean.

They licked the croton clean!

Lu Huai'an sneered and scanned the room.

There is still a lot to gain.

I don't know when someone will come, but Lu Huai'an moves very neatly, stuffing cloth bags if they are useful or useless.

Anyway, the house is not big, so it didn't take long for it to be cleaned.

As soon as he came out, Uncle Qian shook the bag: "These two rooms are ready."

The three people on the ground were searched by Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi. Fatty had a household registration book on him. It turned out that his name was Peng Guodong.

"Bai Xing is such a good name." Uncle Qian sighed and took several letters of introduction found by Sun Hua: "Huai'an, look at this."

Lu Huai'an glanced at it and found that they were all letters of introduction from Guan Shi, but with different names.

They didn't hurt anyone, they just rolled up things and left.

Before leaving, Shen Maoshi couldn't solve his hatred, muttered that it was a pity that the thin man was not there, and stomped Peng Guodong's feet.

"How about tying them up?" Uncle Qian rubbed his hands together and looked around: "Hey, there's a rope!"

Binding all the people into palms, Sun Hua pinched his nose and threw them into the dry toilet one by one.

Qian Shule couldn't do it: "It's enough for them to marinate for one day."

"Walk!"

They took a detour back to the hotel, shook everything on the bed, and started to count.

Shen Maoshi was so nervous that his hands were shaking, he swallowed and glanced at the door from time to time, for fear that someone would come in.

Lu Huaian pulled out two birth certificates~www.readwn.com~ and narrowed his eyes: "They really want everything."

All kinds of documents, all kinds of tickets, a lot of stuff.

Especially in a box that Lu Huai'an took out, there was a thousand and two cash in it.

Uncle Qian looked straight at Rao, and couldn't help but stunned: "Good guy!"

No wonder they hyped up the price of Guanshi and didn't do it themselves. It turns out that there are more profitable ones.

The most extreme thing is that there are still two admission notices.

This year, college notices!

Even the envelopes are there, either stolen or robbed.

Lu Huai'an thought for a while, then took out his paper and pen: "Sun Hua, can you write?"

Sun Hua, who was eating the cake, raised his head blankly and shook his head: "No."

"It won't be fine, come on."

Lu Huai'an scribbled some words, shoved the pen into his hand, and pointed at the words: "Copy."

He wrote the letter according to the address, but he didn't plan to send it locally: "Go back to Dingzhou to find a post office to send it."

These days, it is rare for a college student to steal other people's notices, which is a brilliant future. Now that he has seen it, he can help out, and it can be regarded as a contribution to the country.

Another note was stuffed into the three-person room that was still waiting for Fatty's letter of introduction.

There are two slanted words on the top: [Danger, run]

The four jumped out of the window one by one and landed firmly on the slope: "Go!"

Shen Maoshi was quite confused, turned his head and looked back: "Will they believe it?"

"It's their business whether they believe it or not. I'm not a Buddha, so I can't send them to the West."

If it was delayed any longer, I was afraid that they would all have to go to the West.

Lu Huaian didn't bring his head back, so he got into the car quickly: "Let's go, go to Taigang."