The restaurant is always popular around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and during that time Wei Zhiyuan, as a waiter serving plates, would have nothing to do, so one day, when he innocently asked the boss if he could play Snake on his cell phone, the boss gave it to him without a care in the world.
Wei Qian studied the map and the municipal waste disposal system for a week, and Wei Zhiyuan played a week of gluttony ...... as well as sent a few messages to Sanfat.
The first one is simple: third brother, help, do not return the text message, received at nine o'clock in the evening to play my brother's phone, ring a hang - small far.
The second one, Wei Zhiyuan left the name of the city and address, followed by a note: do not return, do not look for us, find their own place to live, arrive to my brother to call, ring two hang up.
On the fourth day, Wei Qian received two bells from Three Fatty.
Wei Zhiyuan then followed Wei Qian's instructions and gave Sanfat a third message: get a big dog, call my brother when you get it, ring three times and hang up.
On the last day, Wei Qian adjusted his physical condition and was ready to go to the ring.
He got up early, and while Wei Zhiyuan was still awake, he took a carbon pencil and drew a small turtle on the back of the child's hand.
Wei Qian has turned the old math textbook from cover to cover once, at the same time, he also followed the original master drew a dozen note paper turtle, at first glance, simply got the "turtle real" eight or nine points of the true heritage, drawing a perfect resemblance.
After finishing the painting, Wei Qian put on his clothes and walked away in a fairy-like manner.
Meanwhile, Three Fatty, with a big dog, had been sneaking around the western outskirts of the city searching for a day and a night.
A pickup truck drove by, and Sanfat scrambled to avoid the headlights, pulling back on the leash and forcing the dog to cower and hide with him as he waited warily for the car to drive by.
The big dog stretched out his long tongue, and seeing the big fat face of the third fat man with his trepidation come up to him, he licked him very obediently.
Only when the car drove off did the three fat men storm off and snarl at the dog, "Motherfucker you just ate shit!"
The dog apparently didn't see any hygiene issues with this and said, wagging his head and tail, "Woof!"
Three fat worried about looking at the dog, somehow, it looks tall and handsome, but the IQ seems to be significantly lower than the level of similar: "Baby, we are here to consume a day, and then can not find, Wei Qian that little son of a bitch may be blowing the lights out of the wax."
The dog ...... let's just call it Dog Joy - Dog Joy dragged him forward in high spirits, spilling out another "Woof" as if to say joyfully: "Let that little bastard die!"
Three fat sighed: "Who says it is not, I also want that little son of a bitch to go to hell, he is just like a long legged trouble, I do not know what trouble this time - looking for corpses in the west side of the city, alas, your third brother I am obviously a comedy movie actor, his mother's a long way to let me come to guest star in horror movies! "
Dog Joy suddenly braked, and Three Fatty's nerves tightened, "What's wrong? In this neighborhood?"
...... The only result was that the dog Joy lifted his leg and rushed to pee under the tree.
Triple Fat: "......"
At this time, three fat only realized that the dog joy has pulled him to a place of higher ground, look down, just can see the garbage incineration treatment plant, the stench of the sky, and do not know the dog joy with how many times more sensitive than human noses, this condition how can still maintain its joyful hero of the nature of.
Triple Fatty squinted his eyes and looked down, he suddenly noticed that there were a few large garbage cans of a different color that hadn't been disposed of with the rest of the garbage, the small pickup truck that had driven past him earlier was parked next to the garbage treatment plant, a few people got out and carried the cans up and away.
Those few people were definitely not from the garbage disposal plant, SanFat could see clearly - those who were willing to do this kind of work here were mostly people of some age, not many young people could take this kind of suffering.
And the men who got out of the car were young and strong, each looking powerful and easily able to lift a very heavy looking trash can onto the car.
Within moments, the pickup truck was back on the road.
Three Fatty squatted down, took out the map, and whispered to Dog Joy, "That's not right, the map says there's nothing else over there, it's just a big empty space."
Dog Joy ignored it and just had to pull him away.
Three Fatty: "OK, then listen to you, go!"
Three fat cats, all the way carefully dodging, distinguish the ruts and direction, with the help of the dog's nose, followed the trail of the pickup truck, already about to break dawn, he found a row of illegal buildings, seems to be the kind of folk illegal iron smelting small workshop, the pickup truck has already driven away, but a few garbage cans are lined up outside, with open lids, and one accidentally poured, it has been empty.
Three Fatty poked his head around and peered carefully into the emptied trash can, thinking it was just too clean to be true.
Trash cans have everything in them, especially some soupy stuff, and there is no way they are as clean as this one, it must have contained something else.
Three Fatty had an indescribable feeling that he was in the right place.
It wasn't until then that he noticed something strange about Dog Joy.
The dog Joy's eyes widened, his fur exploded, and he bared his sharp canine teeth in the direction of the row of garbage cans, his paws pawing the ground uneasily in a gesture that was somewhere between fleeing and attacking - he must have smelled something already and was terrified.
This morning, Wei Zhiyuan working in a small restaurant came a strange guest, just opened, he came in and ordered a bowl of noodles, not in a hurry to eat, just time-consuming like sitting.
The owner and the boss's wife were a bit scared because people don't normally come to eat a bowl of hot and spicy noodles at this hour of the morning when breakfast is not breakfast and lunch is not lunch, the
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The guest wore a short-sleeved undershirt with the edges of a tattoo peeking out from underneath, and a head of yellow hair that didn't look like a good person.
Wei Zhiyuan took Wei Qian's cell phone this day and put it on mute, waiting for news from Sanfat.
If he finds it, the three fat ones will ring the bell for him once, and when it's done, the three fat ones will ring the bell for him again.
The first ringing in the morning had already passed, but the second ringing was late, Wei Zhiyuan finally couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.
And just as he looked down at his phone, the strange guest stood up at some point and crept closer to him.
Wei Qian has finished his second fight.
As soon as he stood on the stage just now, he sensed that something was wrong. For someone like Wei Qian, who was used to being a fighter, as long as a person stood in front of him, he could basically sense whether the opponent was a threat or not at the first moment. In the second match, he had risen a level according to the rules, so his opponent should rightfully be stronger, but this person was not more powerful than his opponent in the first match at all.
Wei Qian took this man down almost unharmed.
The crowd booed in disappointment - because Wei Qian, his opponent, looked really, really tall and muscular to the layman.
But only those who had been in the ring themselves knew that the man's muscles were just too gnarled, as if they were that way of Mr. Bodybuilder's, and the large, dead-like muscles severely limited the speed of his punches, and did little more than kinda resist punching.
Weiqian wipes off the sweat and gets ready to go back to the locker room.
Just as he was getting off the stage, Zhao Laojiu ran in panting, took him by the hand and dragged him into a corner, first pretending to look him up and down anxiously, and then very pretentiously letting out a big sigh of relief, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Aiyo brother, it's good to be fine, it's good to be fine."
Wei Qian knew that things had really come to a head.
Without moving, he pretended to be confused and asked, "Huh?"
Zhao Laojiu slapped his thigh: "Ouch, you say this group of people, what is the use of keeping them ...... just let them get it wrong! Your opponent, not at all you this kind of low tier, people are middle tier, that big man, a person can top you two heavy it! Nine brother just afraid of what happened to you ......"
Wei Qian sneered in his heart, but his face cooperated by making a dumbfounded expression.
Zhao Laojiu as if suddenly remembered something, pulled open the purse, from which he drew out a thick dozen of RMB - it looked really quite thick, two zhang and some more, Wei Qian gently turned over to know that, to say the least, there must be more than 20,000 yuan.
"This time the appearance fee and the prize money for winning the match, according to the level of that person to give you, each ten thousand dollars, there are five thousand is Nine brother himself posted to you, alas, Nine brother can't do right by you ah, if not I didn't keep a close eye on it, wouldn't have let you suffer from this."
Wei Qian pretended to refuse some, and finally lived up to the expectations of the "failure", put the money into his own pocket, Zhao Laojiu satisfied and kindly looked at him: "Young man ah, promising! Go, change your clothes."
Wei Qian had already predicted all kinds of situations in his heart - of course, more than 20,000 dollars was a huge sum of money that he had never seen in his life, as a qualified money string, it was very normal for his liver to tremble and his brain to get hot, but very soon, it was pulled back by a strong willpower.
He posted this way off the stage at a very slow pace, stopping midway to glance back at Zhao Laojiu and finding the man eying him with some sort of indescribably smug smile on his face.
Find a weakling from nowhere, make him think he beat the intermediate, and then use the money to inflate his ego to the point of willingly jumping the next game?
No way, real fighters can tell who's a tough guy and who's a vicious looking flamboyant guy, that one just now, they'll just consider it a fluke, how many people would go out of their way for the 25,000 bucks in their pockets?
There must be, but those people are usually the ones who need big bucks, like the ones who are drug addicts, loan sharks, or providing for the sickest of the sick, and they don't just sign up for a three-game deal.
For most of the lower level fighters with three fights about, this one was more than expected and there definitely won't be many with the guts to fight again.
This is throwing money into the water, it is a meat bag, Zhao Laojiu can not be so stupid.
Wei Qian's mind was calmer than ever before, turning almost at full speed, and suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
Zhao Laojiu's phrase "go change your clothes" suddenly echoed in his ears, Wei Qian remembered what was wrong - it was the locker room!
From the very first start, Wei Qian had a vague feeling that the stage setup was abnormal.
According to normal people's thoughts, the stages of neighboring levels should be next to each other so that it would be convenient for the spectators, and the stages of other levels were indeed lined up like that, but not the lower levels.
The lowest level of the race table is near the main entrance, while the second level is at the very end.
In this way, second-ranked fighters wishing to go back to the locker room had to go through a narrow aisle close to the edge, where there was only room for one person to pass, which was very narrow and almost dark inside, and in which the lights were said to be out and had not yet been installed.
Whereas the fighters go from the outside when they get in the ring to give the guests a good view, there are separate rules for them to get out of the ring through the fighter's aisle to save them from blocking the view of the guests - who are not for them to mess with.
In other words, the only way for the second level fighters to get off the stage was to take that one passageway, and that narrow black hole of a pathway was right in front of Wei Qian right now.
Money and ...... bloodiness.
In a flash of lightning, Wei Qian figured out how Zhao Laojiu would operate this matter.
Imagine a poor boxer, out of sheer luck, with a huge sum of money he's never seen in his life in his arms, ecstatically walking into this aisle, at the deepest part of it, and what would happen to him if he was suddenly attacked by a sneak attack?
What would have happened to him if the visitor had not only laid hands on him and injured him, but had also robbed him of the money he had on him?
Being caught unawares in the dark and attacked is a tremendous psychological shock to a person, and a man who has just won a match from the ring and whose blood has not yet cooled, he will never fear or recoil from being attacked, he will only be angry, even hateful, and it's the out-of-control anger that will ignite the otherwise rationally controllable swells of feeling.
Not to mention the money.
The money you can t get is fine, but get it and then take it from him, everyone will be enraged ...... not to mention people like them, they will go crazy.
Simple and crude, but certainly amazingly effective.
Wei Qian's palms were drenched in sticky cold sweat.
Just then, a man whispered behind him and asked, "Why don't you go?"
West of the city, Sanfat felt like his body was about to explode with fear.
So far, three fat also do not know Wei Qian and Wei Zhiyuan exactly what happened, only know that these two grandson did not greet and ran away, the Song old lady to be anxious to go round and round, almost on the tree, no longer care about scolding him Big Fatty, every day to see him, have to be like a sister-in-law of the Xianglin like chatter interrogation of a pass.
SanFat is also anxious, the hemp incident happened once, SanFat although the mouth does not say, but almost have a psychological shadow.
Plus, being read to so much by Mrs. Song every day, he was on the verge of breaking down.
Until he received a text message from an unfamiliar number in Wei Zhiyuan's tone.
Three Fatty bought a ticket from a scalper that day and rushed over, and has been extremely wary, especially when he received the news that Wei Qian and the others had entrusted him to find some kind of corpse.
Of course, "corpses" two words in the paper, can only provoke three fat worry and worry ...... wait until he really see those real corpses, only without buffer almost be scared through the bitter gall.
Three Fatty and Dog Joy sneaked into the illegal small workshop, on the way Dog Joy as if he could feel the fear and caution of this human next to him, surprisingly did not bark a single time, the other people probably already drove away, leaving only a middle-aged man inside to watch.
The middle-aged man was in a gloomy hut, San Fat took a look, only to see that the hut was a simple shrine, which was dedicated to a statue of Buddha, the man was shivering and burning incense and kowtowing, and in the yard was a pile of scrap metal and iron, San Fat and Dog Joy were careful to avoid the rags and ran to a place that seemed to be a place to store the refinery tanks.
Once inside, the timid can pee on the spot - there is a row of tanks, are corpses, a water surface facing the outside, rolled white eyes, open mouth, the most outside the body is still stiff, the most inside has been in the Guangdong humid and warm weather sent out a burst of rotting odor ...... The trough is not yet full, probably full before the unified incineration.
Three Fatty sat on his butt on the spot, while the dog Joy gave a "woof" of extreme fear.