Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 230: Keeping you from getting out of my house

The small courtyard hall is extremely lively.

Qingjun, a man in the center of the storm, covered his chest with his hands and wanted to save his image, but four arrogant young men had already found Heizi's house.

With a courtyard wall and a separation of two meters, the Heizi family can clearly hear the lively sounds of their neighbors.

At that time, Heizi was sitting at the door of his dilapidated main room, looking at the gray sky with an expressionless face, whistling melancholy.

There is a lame stool underneath, and he is wearing a fashionable black down jacket, which is very mismatched.

When the four young men came in, he only moved his eyes and glanced lightly, without any change in his expression.

"Brother Heizi!" On the contrary, it was four young people who showed excitement and enthusiasm.

There was a freezing rain in the morning, and the yard looked even more dilapidated. The ground was covered with weeds, and it was muddy everywhere. There was almost no place to step down, and there was still a rotten smell in the air that had accumulated over the years.

The long-haired young man frowned, endured his leather shoes being stained, stepped into the yard and walked under the eaves of the main hall, "Brother Heizi, why didn't you notify your brothers to pick you up when you came out? Are you out?"

"Smoke." Heizi spit out one word.

The long-haired young man was stunned for a moment, then sneered, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and lit one each, "You have been in there for more than three years and you finally came out. Brother, let's take you to celebrate first?"

"You?" He took a puff of cigarette into his lungs, and the addiction he had been suppressing for two days was finally soothed. Heizi's mood improved, and his voice finally took on human emotion.

"That's a good question, Brother Heizi. You haven't been outside in the past few years, and you don't know the changes outside. It's different from before." The long-haired young man stood under the eaves of the corridor, in front of Heizi, and dusted off his cigarette in a condescending manner, "

I have made a little money by recruiting a group of boys in the past two years, so it is okay to treat you to a meal to celebrate."

After saying that, he frowned and said with a smile, "I can't ask you to treat me, I guess you won't be able to get the money out of your pocket."

When the short-cut boy standing behind the long-haired young man heard what he said, his face tightened slightly, and he pulled off his sleeve to warn, "Dacheng!"

"Why are you pulling me? What I said is wrong? We used to follow Brother Heizi and lived a miserable life. Why have you forgotten? How can he be rich?" Dacheng pulled back his sleeves and simply stopped covering his head.

He raised his chin and said with a sense of superiority, "Heizi, after all, we used to be brothers. I miss my old friendship and came here to find you when I found out you were out. From now on, you can follow me! Don't worry, I've always been generous to my brothers.

As long as I eat meat, I will definitely let you drink soup."

Heizi said nothing.

I smoked a cigarette so quickly that within a few puffs, half of it was left.

How much does a pack of cigarettes cost outside now?

The man was squinting in thought in the smoke, and his distant and deep appearance seemed particularly arrogant and arrogant in the eyes of others.

Dacheng stopped smiling and his face turned gloomy, "Do you want to do it or not? I'll tell you, Heizi, you're not doing this right! Do you want to give me face?"

When he was a younger brother, he was always oppressed by black men. He had been holding this in for several years.

Now that he has come up and the other party is in a state of despair, how dare he pretend to be a big brother and take Qiao in front of him?

"What did you just say?" As soon as he regained consciousness, he heard the words "don't show your face", and Heizi slowly raised his eyes.

When he met the man's dark and gloomy eyes, it was clear that there was no emotion in them and they did not look fierce. Dacheng could not help but shudder and felt guilty.

Unable to hold it in his face, Dacheng sneered, his face grimacing, "Brother Heizi, I'll give you face by calling you brother, but it's not the same as before. Do you still think you are the black boss? The rich people outside are the boss now -"

Before he finished speaking, the man struck without warning, grabbed his collar and pulled him down, knocking his head onto the eaves of the porch.

The movements are done in one go, cleanly and effortlessly.

Dacheng knelt in the mud, holding his head in severe pain, and looked at the collapsed corner of the corridor eaves, where there were still fine pieces of earth and rocks sliding down.

I don't know if his head is too hard or if the eaves are too weak.

The man was still sitting on the lame stool, motionless and squinting, "I stayed there for several years and had no money, but I practiced with others for more than ten games every day, and my fists became harder and harder.

Do you want to try again?"

Dacheng opened his mouth again and again, and when he looked at the man, he didn't dare to answer.

Only now did he remember how cruel the man in front of him was, cruel to others and cruel to himself.

You never give warning in a fight, and you have to let your opponent get down first.

"Brother Heizi! Brother Heizi, we are all brothers. Dacheng keeps his mouth shut, but he always cares about you in his heart. Don't argue with him." Seeing that the situation was not right, the little flat head standing behind quickly spoke up to smooth things over, "This time

Several brothers came to see you, one to celebrate your release from prison, and the other to discuss something with you."

Heizi's eyes moved towards the little flat head, "What are we discussing?"

Hearing that he was interested, Xiaopingtou breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to pull Dacheng up without daring to look at the big bump on his forehead. "Brother Heizi, how many days have you been back? Taoxi Village has changed a lot this year.

You must have noticed it too. Your village is really doing great right now!"

"The watermelons we grow are sold in the city, and each can be sold for eight yuan! They are as good as the king of fruits."

"There is also a very large and magnificent library built over there in the grain drying field. I heard that they pay the workers generously, throwing out thousands a day."

"Also, there are rich people living in this village!"

While talking, Xiao Pingtou paid attention to Heizi's expression and asked tentatively, "Brother Heizi, you happen to be from this village. What do you think? Do you want to join the brothers and earn some money to spend?"

Heizi's eyes moved, "How to earn it?"

The four people on the opposite side looked at each other secretly and all came to Heizi. Even Dacheng, who had just been beaten, temporarily put aside his personal grudges.

"There is a little girl named Qiqi in your village. Brother Heizi, all you have to do is keep an eye on her. It's not convenient for the other brothers to say more. If things come to pass, my brothers will definitely benefit from you!" Xiao Pingtou said and took out his trouser pocket.

A handful of money was put into Heizi's hand, "Take the money and spend it first, and tidy up the house and don't make it so shabby."

Then Heizi was given a beeping machine and reported a number, "I will use this beeping machine to keep in touch from now on. If anything happens here, just call me at that number."

After finishing the matter, Dacheng and Xiaoping didn't stay much and were ready to leave.

The place is really shabby and there isn’t even a decent stool. What are you doing here?

Heizi is crazy. If he says something inappropriate, he might get another beating.

Heizi glanced at the money in his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and said to the figures behind him, "When you leave, leave the cigarettes, and the money you are carrying, take them away together, otherwise you will not be able to leave my house."

Group of four, "..."

When I left, my pocket was cleaner than my face.

Damn it, everyone who comes to your door is robbed!

(End of chapter)