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- Yang Zongbao really felt like vomiting after eating instant noodles. I discussed with the conductor and let him go into the kitchen to cook noodles. Originally this was a fantasy, and it was probably the first time that the conductor had been asked such a request at work, so he didn't know how to refuse it for a while, especially when faced with the hundred-dollar bill that Yang Zongbao pulled out.
"I'll cook the noodles myself, and I'll give you one hundred yuan for a bowl of noodles." Yang Zongbao forced the banknotes into the conductor's hand.
So things fell into place, and Yang Zongbao appeared in the kitchen of the dining car a few minutes later.
"This is noodles. Hurry up. By the way, I'll give you two eggs." The conductor stayed by Yang Zongbao's side to monitor him.
Yang Zongbao really didn¡¯t intend to engage in terrorist activities, so he didn¡¯t care about being monitored. Fortunately, the kitchen has everything, and Yang Zongbao can pick it up almost at his fingertips.
The water in the pot gradually boiled, and Yang Zongbao took down half a bag of noodles.
"I have never seen anyone do a simple thing like making noodles as elegantly as you." The conductor was also amazed by Yang Zongbao's actions. The chef in the car also made noodles, but he didn't feel the same way.
After Yang Zongbao put the noodles into the boiling water, he began to chop green onions.
"I am a single man, so I have no choice but to cook by myself." Yang Zongbao finished cutting the green onions and started to fish out the noodles.
After the noodles were taken out, Yang Zongbao sprinkled chopped green onions on them, and a fresh aroma suddenly filled the conductor's nose: "It smells so good."
"Thank you for the eggs." Yang Zongbao broke the eggs into the boiling water.
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Carrying 20,000 noodles, Yang Zongbao returned to the box.
"Please." Yang Zongbao placed the noodles in front of the old man.
The old man was not polite and ate as soon as he picked it up. Every bite was big and crisp.
What you eat also reflects a person¡¯s personality. The old man's character is decisive and he will bite off the noodles if they are too long without any hesitation.
Yang Zongbao smiled and started eating himself.
The old man drank the last drop of noodle soup before he stopped. He was surprised to find that Yang Zongbao had already finished his meal and was waiting.
"Why are you so nice to me?" The old man thought that Yang Zongbao was asking for something from him. Originally, what he hated most was people like Yang Zongbao who had a purpose, but as they got closer, he actually felt that Yang Zongbao was not interested in him. I hate it, so I am willing to listen to his appeal.
"Purpose? No." Yang Zongbao put away the dishes.
When Yang Zongbao returned to the box again, the old man was looking at the newspaper he had pulled out from somewhere.
Yang Zongbao walked in and started looking out the window again. It was pitch black outside the window, and the glass of the car window seemed to have turned into a mirror. Only Yang Zongbao's face and the environment of the box could be seen.
"Are you nervous?"
Yang Zongbao was surprised. If he hadn't heard clearly, he would have thought that the old man was reading the newspaper seriously.
"A little nervous." Yang Zongbao admitted generously.
"Why?" the old man asked.
"The future is uncertain." Yang Zongbao finally turned his attention to the old man, because in his understanding, when talking to others, you have to look at the other person.
"The future is uncertain? Why do you say it as if you are explaining the funeral arrangements?" The old man noticed the depression in Yang Zongbao's tone.
"Well, I'm prepared to never come back."
"Huh?" I didn't expect Yang Zongbao to answer so lightly.
"For what? Money? Or power? Is it worth fighting for?" The old man was puzzled.
Yang Zongbao shook his head, not wanting to involve too much.
"If you don't want to say it, forget it." The old man didn't force it, but he was angry in his heart. Yang Zongbao didn't appreciate it.
Knowing that the old man was angry, Yang Zongbao had nothing to do. The less people know about what he is going to do, the better.
After a whole night, the train finally arrived at its destination.
The old man left the station one step ahead of Yang Zongbao.
After Yang Zongbao followed people out of the station, he found a military jeep with a red license plate in the parking lot in front of the station. Seeing Yang Zongbao leaving the station, the Jeep's window rolled down, and the old man waved to him.
Yang Zongbao was about to walk over obediently but was blocked by a girl.
Yang Zongbao took a closer look, but it turned out to be the girl who had a conflict with him before getting in the car earlier.
"Is something wrong?" Yang Zongbao tried his best to appear polite.
¡°You insulted me before getting in the car.¡± The girl was furious when she saw Yang Zongbao.
"Then what do you want to do now?" Yang Zongbao was helpless. Did he look so harmless? Why do you dare to cause trouble for him?
"What do you want to do?" The girl suddenly smiled sinisterly, grabbed Yang Zongbao's hand and put it on her chest, shouting at the top of her voice: "Help, it's indecent"
Yang Zongbao hates cold. What kind of bad thing is this? Who would molest a woman at the exit of a train station? Yang Zongbao's head suddenly disconnected, not because of fear but because the girl's methods were too childish and he didn't know how to solve it.
More and more people gathered around them, and some even insulted Yang Zongbao indiscriminately.
"Shameless. He looks like a human being, but I didn't expect that he would molest a girl."
"Call the police"
Of course there are objections.
¡°No way, that girl¡¯s looks are too disappointing to the audience, but the man looks pretty good, he shouldn¡¯t attack a girl like that¡±
When the girl heard such a discussion among the crowd, her face turned half dark immediately. The intense emotional ups and downs even caused more acne on her face to break out in advance. Mixed with the powder of some cosmetics, it looked very ugly. How ugly.
Yang Zongbao was closest to the girl and almost felt so sick that he even vomited out the noodles he had eaten earlier.
"Help, this is indecent" The girl's throat almost burst from shouting.
The people around were more watching the excitement and less came to the rescue.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Finally the police came.
"He molested me." When the girl saw the police coming, she rushed into the police's arms anxiously.
When the police walked in and took a look, they were almost frightened by the color on the girl¡¯s face. They stepped aside and just missed the girl to avoid physical contact.
"He molested you?" The policeman looked at Yang Zongbao, then looked at the girl, and thought it was too ridiculous. However, women have always been regarded as a vulnerable group, and it cannot be ruled out that some men have special hobbies. They don't like beautiful things, but like heavy tastes.
"He molested me." When the girl saw the police, she seemed to be helped by a god. Even her chest became a little thicker and she breathed in more air.
¡°Come with me and find out more about the situation.¡± The policeman was quite polite to Yang Zongbao.
"But Yang Zongbao is in a dilemma. He cannot be seen in the light now. If he goes to the police station, his whereabouts will be exposed, so he doesn't know whether to cooperate or run away.
At this moment, the crowd was rushed away by a military jeep honking its horn.
The policeman was also startled. Just when he was about to curse, he saw the car door opened and the old man jumped out.
"Why are you still here?" The old man frowned and looked at the girl and asked.
"She said I molested her." Yang Zongbao knew that the old man wanted to rescue him, so he cooperated.
"Have you been indecent?" the old man asked.
"without."
"Then get in the car." The old man asked Yang Zongbao to sit in the car.
"How can you do this? Do you still have Wang Fa?" The girl shouted anxiously when she saw that Yang Zongbao was about to run away.
"That's enough. You're a devoid of family education and you still don't know how to repent?" The old man interrupted the girl: "Why don't you leave?"
"I don't, I was molested"
Snapped¡¡
The old man slapped her directly.
The girl immediately shut up.
"Thank you for your hard work." The old man patted the shoulder of the policeman who was standing aside.
"Ahyesok" The policeman didn't know why he was so submissive.
After the old man got in the car, the jeep drove away.
The girl realized that she had been slapped and wanted to find the police, but she saw that the police had disappeared. Covering his face, he stood there and was being pointed at.
"Let's go." At this time, the girl's friend pulled her and disappeared into the crowd.
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"Thank you." After getting in the car, Yang Zongbao breathed a sigh of relief and escaped.
"Where are you going?" the old man asked.
"Yang Zongbao reported an address."
"Where?" The old man obviously knew that place.
"Is it not going your way?" Yang Zongbao thought it was not going his way: "Then I'll take a taxi myself."
"No, along the way." The old man said.
We arrived at the location quickly. After Yang Zongbao got out of the car, he said thank you to the old man and walked into the store.
"Who are you looking for?" The proprietress was sleeping behind the counter. When someone came in, she stood up quickly and said, "We are closed today."
The day when I was drunk with Shen Hongbang insideHearing the movement at the door, he stretched his head and saw Yang Zongbao: "An acquaintance."
"Oh, please come in." The lady boss let her go.
Yang Zongbao walked in.
"Are you here?" Shen Hongbang was so drunk that his tongue was tied and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Here you go, it's time for you to sober up." Yang Zongbao sat down and took a sip of water.
"Huh" Although Shen Hongbang was drunk, his head was sober. In his heart, like Ming Jing, he knew that since Yang Zongbao had arrived, it meant he had to start doing serious things.
Rigui asked the landlady to pour a cup of tea and water for Shen Hongbang to sober up, but the effect was not good and Shen Hongbang's head was still very heavy.
"Are you able to walk?" Yang Zongbao also asked indifferently while holding tea leaves.
"I'm afraid it won't work." Shen Hongbang tried to get up several times, but he just couldn't.
Yang Zongbao put down his teacup, rummaged through his pockets a few times, and found a bottle of injections and a syringe.
"What are you going to do?" Shen Hongbang's heart rang with alarm bells.
"Japanese ghosts catch him." Yang Zongbao ordered. The Japanese ghost jumped up and suppressed Shen Hongbang.
Because Shen Hongbang drank too much, he had no ability to resist, so he could only still be at the mercy of Japanese ghosts.
Yang Zongbao seized the opportunity and slapped Shen Hongbang on the arm.
Because Shen Hongbang¡¯s struggle caused the needle of the syringe to tilt on his muscle, the pain intensified.
After finally finishing the injection, Yang Zongbao found that a lot of blood was brought out when the injection was withdrawn.
"You are so inhumane." Shen Hongbang said with sobs.
"You are much more awake." Yang Zongbao said calmly.
"Eh? Really." Shen Hongbang also felt that his drinking power seemed to have faded a lot. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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