This is really a case of blessing in disguise and misfortune in disguise. I was worried about not being able to find the black market and then being hunted down for no apparent reason. I didn't expect to get the information I wanted from the bastard who framed me.

Is this guy not sent by God to play a trick on me?

"That bastard, come here!"

"My name is Na Wentan!"

"I think you should change your name now before your ID card is issued. It will be very difficult to change your name once you get your ID card."

"What ID card? My family only has the household registration booklet."

In three years you will know what an ID card is.

"How did you come to owe someone money?"

Wen Tan seemed reluctant to speak, but after a moment's hesitation, he finally said, "I was providing windbreaks for people at a gambling venue and saw that gambling made money quickly, so I went to gamble a few times."

"Then you worked for them for nothing. Did you decide it wasn't suitable and quit?"

Wen Tan looked at Wan Feng with shock in his eyes.

"Are you a fortune teller?"

"What's with that look? How do I look like a fortune teller?"

"Then how do you know? You were there at the time?"

I'm your uncle. I've been through a lot of things, and I can guess these messed up things.

"What's sold on the black market?"

Wen Tan looked at Wan Feng warily.

"Why are you asking about the black market?"

Looking at this guy's vigilant eyes, does he think I'm a policeman again?

Wan Feng didn't answer Wen Tan's words. He stood up and stretched his head to look outside.

"Is there a restaurant nearby? I'm hungry. Take me to find a restaurant."

Before Wan Feng finished speaking, Wen Tan's stomach rumbled as if there was a toad inside.

"Do you have money?" After asking this question, Wen Tan wanted to slap himself. This guy only smokes filter cigarettes, how could he not have money?

But how old is this guy and how rich is he?

"Will you take me with you? If not, I'll go by myself." After saying that, Wan Feng walked out of the small bridge.

"Don't go out by yourself, come with me."

Wen Tan carefully stuck his head out of the bridge to investigate, then took Wan Feng off the bridge and back to the city. They made several detours along the edge of the city and headed west. After walking about a mile, he finally brought Wan Feng to a restaurant on the main street.

A plate of pickled cabbage, a plate of fried meat with tofu skin, four steamed buns, and a bowl of rice.

That bastard Wen Tan said he hadn't eaten for two days and this time Wan Feng believed him. He ate a bowl of rice and two steamed buns, which left Wan Feng stunned.

That was a big bowl of rice, and in the end he even drank the vegetable soup.

Wan Feng paid the bill and walked out of the hotel with Na Wentan.

"I said, you don't have a home? Why do you look like a starving ghost?"

Wen Tan touched his belly with a very satisfied expression: "Home? Yes, but I usually don't go back. My dad always beats me up."

"Your father didn't beat you lightly. He should have beaten you to death. People like you might become trouble in the future."

"That's what he said too. My dad always calls me a nuisance. He's looked down on me since I was a kid."

"Why would he respect you when you're such a jerk? If you want your father to respect you, then do something serious that he'd respect you. It's strange that he would respect you when you're just hanging around and not doing your job properly."

"Then what do you think we can do to stop my dad from beating me?" Wen Tan asked behind Wan Feng like a follower.

"Do something serious and make some money! If your father beats you up again after you've made some money, throw it in his face. He'll still look down on you, but only if the money comes from a clean source."

"Isn't that nonsense? I want to make money, but where can I find it? I can't find a job, so what can I do? I can't just sit around and eat idle meals every day. In fact, I'm coming out to relieve the burden on my family."

"Oh, you're right. I see you have extraordinary talents. How about you try some business? But the prerequisite is that you have to have the capital."

Wen Tan curled his lips and said, "No money! Even if I had money, would I still go without food for two days?"

“It’s difficult to do things without money. Without money, you can’t do anything…”

Wan Feng stopped talking here abruptly. He had to stop because a group of people appeared in front and behind, and he was blocked by them.

I was careless. I didn't expect these bastards didn't leave.

"That bastard! Where are you going to run this time?"

The social atmosphere in Huaiyuan is not very good. People are blocking people with sticks on the street in the middle of the day. Is there any law in this?

"It's all your fault. Now I'm full and can't run anymore!" Wen Tan muttered beside Wan Feng.

"Hey, has your conscience been taken away by a dog? Damn it! I'm treating you to a meal and you're still saying this. Give me the money!"

The people on the other side were unhappy: "Have you said enough? You're treating us as if we don't exist! Then Wen Tan! If you don't pay today, we'll break your little dog legs!"

Wan Feng had no objection to breaking Wen Tan's legs, but he couldn't break his legs.

"Brothers, I don't know this guy well. I have no objection to you breaking his legs. Can I leave now?"

"Don't even think about leaving. Your dog legs will be broken."

Isn’t this a huge injustice? What did I do to offend anyone? You broke my leg. How can I go back to Hongya? Do I have to crawl back?

run?

Wan Feng looked around and saw buildings on both sides, unless he could climb walls and fly.

This is obviously impossible.

Fight your way out of the siege?

I don't have the courage to fight against ten thousand men now, and it's impossible for me to break out.

"Brothers! Give me..." The leader was ready to give the order.

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