80s Taoism

When Zhang Jiaohua entered the room, he knew that the fat man was telling the truth. There was a raw smell in the room, which was because no one lived in it for a long time. A house needs people to live in it, so it has a human touch. If no one lives in it for a long time, no matter how good the house is, it will be abandoned.

"Fatty, go and get me a broom. How can people live in this house if it's not cleaned?" Zhang beggar called Fatty casually.

"Hey." Wu Yuan really wanted to slap him in the face, then pinched the face that deserved a slap, and said loudly, "Call me Master Wu."

Naturally, Wu Yuan didn't dare to say it out loud, the situation is stronger than others, although he has enough weight to crush the opponent, but in terms of combat power, ten of them together can't beat the opponent. Forget it, let me find Brother Zeng to deal with this bastard.

Shaking the fat all over his body, Wu Yuan walked around the yard of his own house, but found nothing. Finally, he borrowed a broom from the neighbor's house, and brought back the dustpan from the neighbor. After this trip, Wu Yuan was out of breath.

"I brought you the broom." Wu Yuan said submissively.

"Huh? Your head is full of paste? You brought the broom, but you still don't clean up?" Zhang Jiaohua stared. The ready-made labor is not needed, so do you still do it yourself?

"Master!" Whether it was tolerable or unbearable, Wu Yuan exploded on the spot.

"Who is the uncle?" Naturally, Zhang Jiaohua could not fail to recognize that this was a curse word.

"I mean, if you stay for a while, I'll clean up right away." Wu Yuan praised himself secretly in his heart: You're so witty!

Wu Yuan's working people's potential is still very good. Under Zhang Jiaohua's big stick, he only took less than two hours to clean out the whole house with good quality and quantity, and cleaned up the bedroom and living room of the family Zhang Jiaohua planned to live in.

"The sanitation is so good, if you don't become a cleaner, you will be burying your talent." Zhang Jiaohua muttered, causing Wu Yuan to run away.

"Your sister! If you don't become a cleaner, you are burying talents!" Of course, Wu Yuan said this in his stomach.

Wu Yuan's family couldn't find a quilt that could be covered, let alone other daily necessities.

"Where is there a shopping mall near here? I have to buy all the daily necessities." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"This is the capital city! It's not your country. Will there be any shopping malls? There are supermarkets, let me tell you." Wu Yuan couldn't help but said.

"We also have supermarkets in our country." Zhang Jiaohua didn't feel that the words "your country" had a derogatory meaning, although the fat man's tone had a special meaning in it.

"Then go to the supermarket, go out of the alley, walk a mile, and you'll be there. The things there are the most complete, and the prices are not expensive." Wu Yuan couldn't tell whether Zhang Jiaohua was rich or not. But judging by Zhang Jiaohua's posture, I'm afraid he is also a karate. Thinking in his heart, it is best to take him to a cheaper place to buy things, otherwise he will not have enough money by then, and he will have to find a way for himself. Thinking about the bleak days in the future, Wu Yuan wanted to cry. Back then, the death of the old man and the old lady did not make him as sad as he is today.

"Okay, you lead the way." Zhang Jiaohua naturally didn't let go of the only one he could command in the capital now.

Wu Yuan showed a bitter face, and led Zhang Jiaohua out of the yard with a sad face, and walked into the alley.

Wu Yuan's cronies and gangsters have long since disappeared. These brothers who can only share wine and meat but not share adversity will naturally not return any sympathy for Wu Yuan's miserable world. For them, it was the best ending for Wu Yuan to block this plague god who didn't know where it came from. They had thought about getting back the position from Zhang Jiaohua, but after thinking about Zhang Jiaohua's terrifying fighting power, they thought it was better to forget it. After all, they are just a group of killers with no money and no status.

Wu Yuan looked around several times, hoping that a brother would come forward to rescue him.

"Fatty, don't you want to take me to the ambush circle of your cronies?" Zhang Jiaohua laughed. How could Fatty escape Zhang Jiaohua's eyes with such a little thought?

"No, no, no. How dare those grandchildren come to get your ideas? Isn't that courting death?" Wu Yuan cried and drooped his head.

"When you're looking for someone, you'd better find someone who can fight. I'm worried that I'll overturn all the people you've hired before I warm up." Zhang Jiaohua didn't care about Wu Yuan's looking around at all.

Wu Yuan's day was relatively bad, and he didn't meet a savior along the way. I know quite a few people, but none of these neighbors has a slight liking for this fat man. I hope that Wu Yuan and his group will become the targets of severe crackdown soon. Naturally, they can't be counted on to rescue them.

"Look, the Fatty's group finally met their nemesis today. The Fatty's face was swollen from the beating."

A neighbor watched Zhang Jiaohua walk the fat man through the alley, and shouted happily. This was intentionally told to Wu Yuan. It can be seen that Wu Yuan's popularity in the Hutong is quite anxious.

Wu Yuan cursed at that person, "I'll go! Fat Master, I'm not swollen, this is a good fortune! He is not my nemesis, but my tenant! My house is rented out!"

"Fatty, is your house rented out? How much is the rent for a year?" A neighbor asked curiously.

"How much I rent for a year is none of your business! Fatty, I am very busy today, and now I have to take this tenant to the supermarket to buy daily necessities!" Wu Yuan walked towards the entrance of the alley arrogantly.

"It seems that you are very popular." Zhang Jiaohua said sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, this fat man is really not thin-skinned, and he is not ashamed, but proud, "That is, in this alley, who doesn't look at my fat man high?"

"Whose fat man are you?" Zhang Jiaohua frowned.

Wu Yuan can't wait to scold her, can she not bully others like this? But the situation is so pressing, I still have to accompany the smiling face, and gently patted the cheek with my hand, "It's time to hit, it's time to hit. I said bald mouth."

In the supermarket, Zhang Jiaohua went shopping, which made Wu Yuan's heart skip a beat. When you buy something, you don’t look at the price on the label and don’t mention the price, you just throw it into the cart if you need it or not. Wu Yuan was afraid that Zhang Jiaohua would not be able to come up with the money when paying, so he finally pledged him here to pay for the goods. The problem is that Wu Yuan is worried that other supermarkets will quit. So much meat, how much food is wasted?

But at the end of the payment, Zhang Jiaohua found a dozen notes with four old men's heads in his bag, which made Wu Yuan's eyes very hot. This kid turned out to be a rich man!

Wu Yuan thinks that the plan should be revised. Why don't you ask Brother Zeng Lei to take care of this kid, and let Brother Zeng Lei be a little lighter? If he is willing to give all the tickets in the bag to Fat Lord, then Fat Lord can make a difference.

Just when Wu Yuan was thinking about it, Zhang Jiaohua kicked his ass, "Let's go. Get something quickly. Where is your eyesight?"