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Chapter 28 The Night Is Long

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    The street lamp stood quietly, then suddenly vibrated, the coiled moths flew out in shock, and the basketball hoop not far away was still shaking slightly with a moan of friction.

    "I haven't shouted yet¡ª"

    The black host looked at the stack of banknotes dragged away by the Jews, and hurriedly stood up from the wooden box. On the other side, Wang Ruhu raised his face and looked straight ahead, with his beard stretched and the corners of his mouth grinning.

    "Hehe what did you say?!"

    Harold raised the stack of banknotes, and raised his eyebrows at the black man on the wooden box: "My boxer is asking you what you said just now. It's too far away, so he can't hear you clearly. Let you say it again."

    Looking at the expression of the Jew in front of him, he knew that the other party was provocative, but he saw the oriental man who was also staring at him, and the words he wanted to force his subordinates to beat up the two were stuck in his throat.

    Looking into the eyes of the other party again, he quickly moved his gaze away, closed his mouth almost subconsciously, his body trembled, and the momentum of drinking just now shrank back instantly.

    "Let's go."

    Wang Ruhu looked around the silent surroundings, and called Harold to leave. The latter took the money and blew kisses around, limped and walked out of the dilapidated neighborhood excitedly, sticking his fingertips  Drooling, he skillfully counted the stack of beautiful knives.

    "Five thousand and fourthese four hundred count as my tongue-in-cheek fee."

    Before Harold took out the four cards and waved them twice, Wang Ruhu snatched them away and simply put them into his pocket.

    "Don't even think about it, the four hundred will go to the supermarket to buy some wine, bread, and fruit later, and call the sisters upstairs, as well as Uncle Long, and invite them to eat together."

    "Why?"

    "It should be called favors." Wang Ruhu didn't know it either, but it seemed that Uncle Long did this sometimes. He obviously had a bad mouth, but the surrounding businesses and neighbors were all related to him.  That's right, the old man said, this is called worldly wisdom, let him learn more, and he will always use it in the future.

    Harold stroked the short short beard on his chin, thinking about the meaning of the words, "Actually, it means using some small favors on weekdays to make others be kind to you, and in exchange for greater benefits in the future, that's what it means, right?"

    "Why does it feel like the taste changes when you say it out of your mouth?"

    "I'm a businessman. By the way, is that fat black man dead?"

    "What do you think?"

    "Should be dead You strike, I don't know yet Oh, my Grandpa Tiger, that move just now was so cool, why didn't I see you use it in Tagon Prison  Pass?"

    "It's useless."

    "Why? The people here are strong?"

    "Very weak, much weaker than those boxers in the prison." Wang Ruhu looked back at the block that was already far behind, looked down at the palm of his hand, and spoke softly.

    "I hope there will be stronger ones in the future."

    Afterwards, dodging a patrolling police car on the street, the two returned to Chinatown and went to a nearby supermarket to pick and choose. When they came out, their hands were full of large and small plastic bags, mostly marinated snacks from Huaguo.  , candies, fruits, Wang Ruhu even carried a case of beer on his shoulders.

    Walking into the rented building, the woman who hadn't fallen asleep saw the two of them coming back with so many things, leaning on the guardrail and teasing whether to invite them to eat.

    "It's for everyone!" Wang Ruhu put down a box of beer and shouted upstairs. The women who had already slept on the second floor also got up one after another.  Not willing to eat, there is no reason not to eat now, wearing pajamas, casually put on a coat and called the acquaintance to rush downstairs.

    Li Lan also put on a single shirt and saw Wang Ruhu, who was carrying tables and chairs from the store, leaned over and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes.

    "Ah Hu, where did you get the money? Don't do bad things."

    "Take whatever you want, it's best to drink the wine too."

    Putting down the table, Wang Ruhu asked a group of women to bring them to eat at will. Just as he was about to answer Li Lan, Uncle Long from the other building was still wearing a vest and with a big belly. He stepped on flip flops and glanced at the things on the table.  .

    "Ahu, you are well-developed, so proud."

    "Nothing, just a small profit of a few hundred yuan." Wang Ruhu didn't know how to talk to them about the black boxing, so he found an excuse for the time being.

    "Everyone takes good care of me on weekdays, so I just want to spend a little money to buy something for everyone."

    The old man opened the beer can, shook the cattail fan, and smiled openly, but his eyes kept looking at the women's pajamas around the table without blinking.

    &nb?? Stretched out his hand and said, "Here."

    "not yet."

    Seeing Wang Ruhu's astonished expression, Li Lan smiled happily, stood up with his strong shoulders, and patted the dust on his buttocks.

    "However, my sister has already asked Tailor Xu from the next street to help me make a suit. You must look good in it."

    As he spoke, he picked his chin.

    "But there is a condition, when you put it on, you must show it to me first!"

    "good!"

    Wang Ruhu got up, touched her fist, and then went to have fun with everyone. Harold had almost drunk, and was pulled by Uncle Long with a flushed face.  Yes, I was force-fed several cans.

    "Oh, my Grandpa Tiger I feel like I am also from your Hua country now, and Uncle Long even gave me a Hong Kong-style Chinese name."

    Wang Ruhu opened the stool and sat down next to him: "What's your name?"

    "Called called what?"

    Harold hesitated for a long time, and the fat old man on the opposite side slapped the table: "Call Dao Youming, take a look, with friends, the road is clear, what a meaning!"

    "Good name." Wang Ruhu also thought it was good, took a can of beer that Li Lan opened, touched the two of them, and respected the women around him.

    Amidst the applause, he drank it all in one gulp.

    The corridor lights were warm and yellow, shining on the noisy figures below, and cast them on the ground.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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