Those flyers cover almost all walks of life, from cutting/leathering to small loans. There are even locksmiths, miraculous old Chinese medicine doctors, private detectives, professional test takers...
Carter took it out and threw it into the trash can, leaving only the last one, which read: Mysterious game, ignite your passion! Good brother, ah~~come~~~
These tildes were loud in the sky. Just as Carter was about to throw them away, he heard someone yelling "stinky boy" from behind. Carter's hand shook and his train of thought was interrupted. inside.
Lorelei rubbed her hands: "Why do you come over to see me when you have time?"
Carter's first action when he saw her was to hand her the black plastic bag, and then quickly took a few steps back to avoid it: "What does this smell like on you, toilet freshener? What do you want to do if you spray it like this?" "
"Bullsh!t toilet freshener, this is feminine scent." I sprayed out half a bottle of perfume.
After saying that, she opened the plastic bag and saw what was inside. She was stunned for two seconds: "I just said casually that you really built a big speaker for me------How do you do this? Is this a switch?"
Carter's temples jumped suddenly: "------Don't press it, it's too noisy."
It was too late, Lorelei had already pressed the red button, like a child who just got a new toy, so the unfinished song in the grocery store came out of the loudspeaker again, and there were many twists and turns. The power of the sun.
Lorelei was a little confused: "Fuck, so fierce?"
"Turn it off quickly," Carter said again, "and you have such a voice. I don't know what to do. If you smoke, just smoke."
Lorelei: "It's not that exaggerated... With my strong physique, I can fight for another three hundred years at least."
Carter looked at her silently and noticed at a glance that her right hand was holding her waist, intentionally or unintentionally. Due to years of hard work, Lorelei's waist has never been in good shape. She has to apply a plaster every day, otherwise the pain sometimes makes her unable to get out of bed.
"Qiangjian, how dare you say that."
Lorelei noticed Carter's gaze and immediately put her hands down. She didn't know whether the words she said were true or false, and she said smoothly: "My waist is fine. Well, last time you asked me to go to the hospital for a checkup, I went, It's fine, the doctor said there's nothing wrong with it."
Carter walked toward Guangmao Building while listening. He was wearing an ordinary and even cheap black T-shirt ------ Lorelei bought it for him before. She often sent him clothes, as long as she saw something suitable. I would buy them if I could, and eventually I would send them to a large cardboard box that was as tall as half a person.
He put his hands in his pockets and folded the sleeves upward, revealing a thin wrist. The hair is medium-long and looks quite soft. It is even naturally curved because it is too thin, but it adds a bit of sharpness.
He asked: "How many trucks will be unloaded today?"
Lorelei is in her forties this year. She is usually busy purchasing and shipping goods. She looks at this and that all day long. She is responsible for everything from damaging the store to causing trouble, but she doesn't have much time to take care of herself. My hair was curled and permed at the barber shop during the Chinese New Year last year, and I had neglected to take care of it. Now it looks like a messy instant noodles, dry and yellow.
It is not difficult to see from her facial features how beautiful she was when she was young, but time is not forgiving.
Even if she is thrown into the crowd, she is just an extremely ordinary middle-aged woman. It even makes people wonder if the old beauty peeked from her eyebrows is an illusion.
"Eighteen cars. Even though it's still summer, you have to keep an eye on autumn clothes, otherwise the supplier may not be able to make it in time." Speaking of work, Lorelei subconsciously wanted to reach into her pocket, preferably to take out a cigarette. I wanted to satisfy my craving, but I only found a lighter and no smoke.
Carter asked again: "Are there enough people hired?"
"That's enough, there's no need for you." Lorelei said, "Last time you came over quietly to help. I haven't settled the account with you yet."
Occasionally, he learned that she had flashed her back while unloading goods, so Carter skipped a day of class. When he found him, he had already mingled with the workers and unloaded four or five loads of goods. The boy took off his school uniform and was covered in sweat.
At that time, business in the wholesale market was not very good, and it has only gradually improved in the past six months. We hired as few unloaders as we could. It was already difficult enough to occupy two floors of Guangmao, so naturally we had to save costs. Move your mind.
The two of them stood in the elevator, and the cramped space fermented the scent of perfume that looked like an air freshener even more intensely. This working elevator probably transported fresh food, and in addition to the smoky aroma, there was also something vaguely mixed with it. There was a stinking fishy smell.
Lorelei asked: "You've grown taller again, haven't you?"
Carter said: "Almost 1.8 meters tall."
Lorelei looked him up and down, wanting to laugh and frown at the same time: "I've lost weight."
The elevator opened and Carter walked out. Lorelei was still holding on to the word "thin": "You must eat three meals on time. Those young people nowadays always like to lose weight at every turn. Don't get carried away... Why don't you stop here?"
Carter stood in front of her, completely blocking her view.
"What's wrong? What's going on?"
Carter didn't give her a chance to see clearly what was happening in front of her.
He directly pushed Lorelei back into the elevator and pressed the elevator switch neatly.
The reaction was so fast that even the vicious people inside didn't react for a moment. By the time they came to their senses, the elevator door had slowly closed.
"Holy sh!t," the leading man said with a sinister face and a gold chain around his neck. He pulled out the cigarette butt from his mouth, threw it to his feet, cursed and walked forward, "------ Lorelei, you b!tch, stop the fuck!"
He was the only one who reacted quickly. The other brothers didn't know that the woman they were looking for almost slipped away from their eyes. The man with the gold chain waved his palm and said angrily: "What are you doing standing still? Come on! Everyone is here watching a show." . You! Go down the stairs over there and catch someone!"
The elevator was already halfway closed. Carter lowered his voice and said quickly: "Go down first and find someone to come over."
Lorelei saw the man's face through the crack in the elevator. She wanted to say too much, but time was running out, so she hurriedly shouted: "Carter!"
Carter looked at her: "Aunt Mei, be obedient."
She only had time to take a quick look, but the crack was already closed tightly, and the elevator took her down.
There was a mop standing next to the elevator. The cleaner probably forgot to take it away after cleaning up. Carter copied it with his hand, raised his foot and stepped on the mop head, used his hand to pull out the whole stick.
Carter held the wooden stick in his hand and then raised his eyes to look at them: "What do you want to do?"
He knows these people.
Blackwater Street is full of gangsters who run rampant in the name of collecting protection money. The Tiger Brother in front of me was said to have just been released from prison a few months ago. He claimed that he was imprisoned only after he almost stabbed him to death. He was so violent no. No matter how he brags, no one wants to care about what the facts are.
Brother Hu used to make a living by collecting protection fees, enjoying the feeling of being respected as his elder brother by his stupid younger brother, until he met Lorelei------everything started from one thing, he fell in love with her.
Lorelei is quite pretty, with a vigorous and energetic temperament.
There's just one bad thing about it, it's shameless. She rejected him several times... she was simply ignorant.
Thinking of this, Brother Hu's eyes darkened: "Little brat, don't meddle in other people's business."
Carter still didn't react at all. The clerks who were huddled inside and didn't dare to say anything felt their hearts in their throats. This was the first time they had encountered such a thing. This group of people came in swaggering and smashed things. At first glance, they were not someone to be trifled with.
I don't know if I should call the police. Everyone knows the unwritten rules of Blackwater Street.
Then they saw the "good boy" that Sister Mei talked about standing at the entrance of the elevator, one person facing five, with no expression on his face. One hand stretched out from his trouser pocket and gave the group of people a slight hook. I don't know if it's a provocation or he really doesn't care: "I'm looking for death at my father's doorstep. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Let's go together."
...
Brother Hu didn't want to admit that he was frightened for a moment by this boy who looked like he was still studying.
This child's eyes were gloomy and cold. Looking at them felt like looking at a piece of sh!t---in short, it was definitely not the look of a little flower in a greenhouse.
Brother Hu was angry and used to show off, so he took the initiative to pull off his collar and said, "You are young and your tone is quite strong. Do you know who I am? Go out and ask around. Is there anyone who sees Brother Hu who will not give in to you?" ..Did you see this scar on my neck? It was from a fight with a prison guard. You little brat with no hair, what is your relationship with that b!tch? What is this? Beat me? You still want to imitate others in fighting? Just use this little stick. You still want to--"
Without saying a word, Carter reached out and grabbed Brother Hu's collar, and suddenly approached him, pressing his knee hard against the opponent's abdomen. Then he restrained Brother Hu's elbow with his hands, leaving no buffer time. Pull the other person towards you.
It was a pretty nice over-the-shoulder throw, crisp and clean. If the atmosphere wasn't so stiff, the group of shopkeepers behind would have wanted to applaud.
Brother Hu was pushed so hard that his eyesight turned black and he couldn't even speak.
However, Carter didn't intend to let him go so easily. He pulled him up from the ground again and pressed it against the steel door of the elevator. With a "bang", his fingers suddenly tightened and he strangled Brother Hu's neck!
"It's very arrogant. You regard being in prison as a man's medal, right?"
Brother Hu reacted and raised his foot to kick him, but was hit hard by Carter. His calves kept twitching. When Carter let go, he fell heavily to the ground. He supported the ground with one hand and covered his stomach with the other. Retching: "...fuck."
"Who did you call a b!tch just now?" Brother Hu watched helplessly as Carter's beautiful face slowly approached, but the anger between the young man's brows and eyes was so full that it was about to overflow. Compared with this outstanding appearance, he He was even more surprised by the indifference, sharpness and gloominess of the man in front of him.
Carter asked again, holding back his anger and his voice was hoarse: "Who did you call a b!tch just now?"
Brother Hu stopped talking.
"No one teaches you how to be a human being, I'll teach you." Carter kicked the piece of trash on the ground with his toes.
The brothers behind Brother Hu looked at each other for several rounds, seeing hesitation in each other's eyes. Then they reached a consensus and ran away.
"It's over now, what should we do?"
The taller one ran and asked, "How about we call the police?"
"Call the police!" said the other, "How can we still hang out on the street like this!"
Gu Xuelan was drinking afternoon tea when she received the call from the police station.
The woman took off her silk shawl, and underneath she wore a long, high-end lace skirt, which accentuated her curves and made her waist look indescribably elegant. The hem of the skirt is low-key embroidered with two dark flowers, and the ankles are white and delicate, like smooth jade.
Her long curly hair was carefully taken care of and hung on the side of her face. She was smiling and listening to the ladies opposite her chatting about the new winter styles they had recently chosen. From time to time, she would add a sentence or two: "Since Mrs. Chen likes it so much, why not just fly there another day?" purchase......"
"Ma'am, your phone number."
Gu Xuelan turned her face sideways, put her fingers on the ceramic tea cup, and asked casually: "Who called?"
The man held up the phone and didn't know whether to say anything. He hesitated for a few seconds, bent down to Gu Xuelan's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Police, police station. It was said that the second young master got into a fight with someone. The beating was quite serious, and the other party is clamoring for medical expenses. What do you think is going on? Send someone over to take a look."
Gu Xuelan's expression changed suddenly.
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