Chapter 287: Painful Consciousness Wang Jujun, who has always lived in the countryside, has never heard of so many things happening in the city! He Haiying went to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins and left him alone. He was already bored standing here. Under the initiative of the tall cuckold, the conversation quickly got interesting. The two chatted happily, but they suffered from being cuckolded one after another. They were secretly annoyed that the tall cuckold was talking too loudly, because as they chatted, Wang Jujun's body kept moving, and he couldn't move the elongated cuckold at all. The tweezers were put into Wang Jujun's trouser pocket. It¡¯s not a problem to see this going on, but we can¡¯t let the tall cuckold stop and lose cover. The short green hat frowned, put away the tweezers, took out a razor blade from his pocket, carefully held it between his two fingers, stretched it out and lightly scratched Wang Jujun's pants. "Cough, cough!" A passerby coughed heavily and walked past Wang Jujun, but he did not dare to stop. Wang Jujun asked curiously: "What's wrong with this man? Is there something wrong with his throat?" Although the passerby didn't dare to stop, Wang Jujun's words reached his ears without missing a beat. Seeing that his kind reminder was exchanged for such a sentence, he turned around He glanced at Wang Jujun in annoyance, but he only dared to howl in his heart: Damn it, I have a problem with my throat. What a stupid boy. It¡¯s only your brain that has the problem. Those two people are thieves. If you don¡¯t wake up, you will wait for your money to be stolen. Bar. The tall cuckold glared at the passerby very covertly, and smiled at Wang Jujun: "I guess I played too hard with the girls last night. The deficiency of the kidneys caused the deficiency fire to rise and burned out my throat." "Haha, it's possible!" Wang Jujun found that this cuckold's talk was really interesting, and he was in a league with the old people in the post and telecommunications office who were not shy. It suited his own style, and he couldn't help but make another long speech. The tall cuckold hopes that Wang Jujun likes to hear this topic. In that case, he can arouse Wang Jujun's interest and reduce his defense, thus providing a better cover for his accomplices. He took a step forward again, leaned into Wang Jujun's ear, and told Wang Jujun word for word what he had learned when he went to a hotel to find a pheasant, which only made Wang Jujun feel that this guy was really talented. It suddenly occurred to me that when she came to the county town, didn¡¯t Guo Jingjing, the beautiful daughter-in-law of Li Ergou¡¯s family, agree with the two young men to rent a house? Could she be having fun right now? Thinking of Guo Jingjing's crazy behavior in the carriage, Wang Jujun secretly sighed, that little girl is so coquettish and tight, I don't know if the two young guys can handle it. ¡° I just heard Huang Mao say what kind of medicine the pheasants in the city like to take, which made Wang Jujun secretly despise him. Paralyzed, isn't it just fighting with women? Young and strong people still need to take medicine? "Brother Mangzi, what are you doing? The man behind you is stealing your money." Wang Jujun and the tall and thin green man While the green hat chat was in full swing, He Haiying finally finished buying sanitary napkins and walked out of the mall. At a glance, she noticed that Wang Jujun and a tall green hat were talking together, and behind him there was a short green hat. He was holding a stack of newspapers and blocking Wang Jujun's trouser pocket. At a glance, he knew that the two of them were working together to scheme against Wang Jujun. Therefore, before the man came closer, he warned him loudly. Wang Jujun was startled. Although they had only been together for a few days, they had experienced so many things together and had childhood memories. Naturally, he recognized that it was He Haiying's voice. Under the control of the body's instinct, he threw his hand back and just hit it on the newspaper. Then he felt a pain in his leg, but when the short cuckold was about to succeed, he was discovered, and a nervous blade cut Wang Jujun's leg. legs. Feeling pain in his legs, Wang Jujun suddenly turned around and saw the short green hat quietly hiding behind him, with a blade in his hand. He looked down at his pants with a long slit, and immediately His eyes turned red, he cursed angrily, and kicked the short cuckold on the head. When the tall green hat heard He Haiying's voice, he was on guard. Seeing Wang Jujun suddenly take action, he hugged Wang Jujun's body in a bear hug and threw him to the ground with all his strength. With a bang, Wang Jujun came into close contact with the ground! The tall cuckold jumped up to the short cuckold and asked, "Did you succeed?" The short cuckold chuckled and said, "Of course." As the tall cuckold walked away, the two boys ran away. Wang Jujun didn't care that his buttocks were being smashed into four pieces. He reached out and touched his trouser pocket, and the money was gone! Seeing that the two cuckolds were about to escape from his sight, he jumped up with a roar, ran to a stall selling sugar cane, grabbed a foot-long knife for cutting sugar cane, and chased after them! "Brother Mangzi, Brother Mangzi" Seeing Wang Jujun chasing after him, He Haiying shouted anxiously and ran after him He Haiying's shouts not only reminded Wang Jujun, but also attracted many people. Few passers-by turned around to watch the excitement. At this time, among the large crowdA stout man with a shiny head but his face covered with thick gauze, leaving only two eyes and a mouth, and a dragon tattoo on his neck, also turned his head with the crowd, and the first At this time, he saw He Haiying running towards Wang Jujun, and a trace of doubt came to his mind: "Huh? Isn't that He Haiying, the daughter of Secretary He? Isn't she in the countryside? How could she appear here? Huh? That boy is coming too. It¡¯s¡¡±. This person is none other than the bald brother who has been following He Haiying under Fan Jian's orders. After following He Haiying to Wang Jujun's home yesterday, he took it upon himself to get some gasoline and set a fire to teach He Haiying's first love a lesson. However, he didn't expect that after he went through all the trouble to get the gasoline, The firewood pile in Wang Jujun's house has been set on fire. He felt happy that he had saved his energy, and thought of going back to ask Fan Jian for his reward. However, after the bald brother returned to the city and reported the information he had investigated and the incident of arson to Fan Jian, the reward he was waiting for was to be sent to the detention center and receive fifty slaps in the face, plus a sentence in the solitary cell. A night of reflection. The reason why the bald brother appeared here at this time was not because he knew He Haiying and the others were coming here and followed them, but because the detention center was here and he had just been released. After fifty slaps in the face and a night of shut-up reflection, the bald brother finally understood the rule of survival under Fan Jian, which is to only receive merit without being punished, that is, if you do more, you will make more mistakes, and if you don't do more, you will be better! When you have something to do, let others do it. If you do it well, you will try to take credit for yourself. If you do something wrong, you will push the person who did it away. No one was available, so he asked Fan Jian for instructions. He would do whatever Fan Jian asked him to do! "Damn it! Why does she care so much? As long as the cuckold teaches that boy a lesson, I can take the credit if he comes forward and says something!" Seeing He Haiying and his first love chasing the cuckold together, the bald brother's eyes widened. Light whispered. Really so -called, there is no way to break the iron shoes, you have to get all the time! The bald brother did not expect that good things would come to him just after he understood the rules of survival under Fan Jian in the detention center. Naturally, he would not let go of this opportunity to take credit. You must know that he can think of such a method. , but what I got after fifty slaps in the face and one night of confinement was a painful realization.