This is the night of the fourth day. The ground in Jimsar County, which has been ravaged by the scorching sun for a whole day, is still emitting steaming heat, and even the night wind is carrying sultry moisture. In such weather, everyone feels irritable and depressed.
In a small village about five kilometers north of the county seat, there is a small farm. Due to the high temperature, the farm emits a suffocating stench. And in a small forest behind the farm, there was a small farmyard, several people sat cross-legged on the ground around a bonfire, and a sheep was roasting on the fire. A few people were drinking while cutting the mutton with sharp blades, and their mouths were full of oil.
"Abu Dureyimu, we have no funds for activities. What if the new owner of the casino doesn't cooperate with us?" The person who spoke was a young man with a short stature and a thin body. This guy was talking, but his eyes were fixed on Abu Dureimu's throat, and his right hand was kept in his left cuff.
Abu Dureyimu gave the skinny young man a cold look: "Tavisya, if you are staring at my neck, I will gouge your eyes out."
Tevisya hurriedly retracted his eyes, took out his right hand that had been stretched into his left sleeve, and then smiled dryly: "I wonder if Husuti can get on line with the other party." As he spoke, he aimed his eyes at Abu Dure Yimu's throat, his right hand once again habitually reached into his left cuff.
A guy named Turson heard Tevisya's words and said gloomyly: "I hope they know the current affairs, otherwise we will blow up that building including the casino and send them to confess before Allah."
Abu Dureyimu snorted coldly: "Huang Yurong suddenly disappeared and gave up the casino that he regarded as his life. Don't you think there is something wrong with it?"
Tursun picked up the gun beside him and raised it, then pointed to the front, opened his mouth and yelled, and said disdainfully: "Whatever his problem is, if he is obedient and cooperates with us, hello, hello, everyone Well, if you don¡¯t cooperate, you¡¯ll kill him with one shot.¡±
Abu Dureyimu's deep-set eye sockets showed a shuddering cold gaze: "Those people will not be so simple."
A guy named Hanati Khan said: "It's useless to say more now, let's talk about it after Husuti comes back."
At this time, Yang Luo was sitting on the big sofa in the office drinking red wine, and there was a plate of peanuts on the tea table. This guy took a sip, grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth.
The Blood Angel sat on the side, trimming his nails with an inch-long knife in his hand, tilting his head to look at Yang Luo from time to time, and finally couldn't help it, and said: "Drink red wine and eat peanuts, can you Can't you not act like an idiot?"
Yang Luo leaned back, Erlang's upturned legs were trembling non-stop, and he cast a slanted glance at Blood Angel: "You know what a fart, do you know what taste is?"
Blood Angel rolled his eyes: "I really don't know, just tell me!"
"Then brother will tell you what taste is." Yang Luo sat upright and said solemnly, "Is red wine good?"
Blood Angel nodded honestly: "Yes!"
Yang Luo asked again: "Does the peanut become more fragrant the more you chew it?"
The blood angel still nodded, Yang Luo snapped his fingers, then drank the red wine, grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth: "Isn't that right? Tasting red wine and eating peanuts is called taste." .¡±