Just when the man with the flowered shirt was about to put his hand on Wan Feng's shoulder, a bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind. As the thought became clearer and clearer, he suddenly felt his anus tighten, and then a cool air rose from between his legs, rising like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves and reaching every part of his body.
This is an extremely sour and refreshing feeling. You have to shout out this feeling, just like a woman moaning during sex.
"Ah——!" The cry of the man in the flowered shirt was long and lingering, louder than Du Shiniang's angry cry of sinking the treasure chest.
The screams were accompanied by a climax, and after the climax, the person would collapse, and the flowered shirt would fall limply to the ground.
The shouting of the man in the flowered shirt seriously affected Haixie's mood. Just when he was distracted, Zhang Xian kicked the knife out of his hand. The next moment, Zhang Xian's fist landed firmly on his face...
The next moment, the sea crab really became a sea crab.
Wan Feng squatted beside the man in the flowered shirt. "Isn't that cool? I'm telling you, I can do this move too. I guarantee it's even better than my companions. Do you want another one?"
The man in the flowered shirt hummed like a worm just dug out of the dirt. My brother was feeling numb after the sour and pleasurable feeling, so I guess these two pees were a problem. He was humming when he suddenly heard that there was more to come. His body trembled and he almost peed, so he quickly shook his head vigorously.
"I was planning on treating you to dinner and drinks, but now I've saved the money. Why are you refusing to accept my toast? Now I'm going to ask you a few questions. Do you remember what I ask you? If you don't accept, I might give you a volley of bullets so that you won't even be able to shoot a pistol in your next life."
The man in the flowered shirt nodded hard.
"Who did you get your electronic watch from?" Wan Feng pulled his flowered shirt up from the ground and sat against a tree, with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Are you police officers?" The man in the flowered shirt was shocked.
"Are there any policemen my age? We are businessmen and need to take some goods back to sell."
Hearing that Wan Feng was not a policeman, the man in the flowered shirt seemed relieved: "I got the goods from Brother Quan."
"How much did he give you for one?"
"Twelve dollars each."
When Wan Feng heard the price, he was disappointed. Damn, it turns out that Brother Quan is just a middleman, the same kind of person as Zhang San. This thing has no actual value.
I want to find a first-class dealer, what’s the use of this second-class dealer?
"Brother Quan is a local?"
Flower Shirt nodded.
That's right. Those who come to the north to do business are all Cantonese from the south, some of whom are established and multi-level guys.
"What else does he wholesale?"
"Tape recorder movement, tapes and stuff."
They all have the same method, could they be the same boss?
"Do you know who his superior is?"
The man in the flowered shirt shook his head: "How would I know? If I knew, I would just go find a first-tier wholesaler."
"Don't any of you retail people know this?"
The man in the flowered shirt continued to shake his head.
Is this line of paralysis just broken?
If this was in Hongya Wanfeng, he could have searched slowly, and he wouldn't have believed he couldn't find you. But in Bohai, where could he find you without a clear vision? And he only had three days, so there was no way he could search slowly.
Of these three times, one is on the path, so the time left for him is only two.
Wan Feng looked at the clock and estimated that it was at least half past three if not four o'clock.
No, even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will follow this vine and find Brother Quan.
"Where does Brother Quan live?"
The man in the flowered shirt rolled his eyes.
"You'd better not play tricks on me. I have a hundred ways to prove whether what you say is true or false."
"No. 14, Huashan Road, Xigang District."
"What road is east of Huashan Road?"
"Prosperous Street."
"Where's the west end?"
"Changsheng Street."
"Okay, take us to see Brother Quan. If yours is fake, prepare to be a eunuch in your next life. Brother Xian, keep an eye on him. If he runs away when we get outside, kick his balls in the balls."
The flowered shirt shuddered, a chill ran down his spine...
"I was so nervous just now that I remembered it wrong. It's Minshan Road, not Huashan Road."
Zhang Xian grabbed the man in the flowered shirt by the neck and asked, "Which way is this?"
The man in the flowered shirt trembled, "Number 20, Minshan Road."
"Brother! Let him go. You'd better behave yourself when you go out. You've seen my brother's skills. If you break the ripple egg, you'll just be a eunuch."
"If I lead you to find Brother Quan, will you let me go?"
"Of course I'll let you go. Do you still want me to provide you with food?"
When the three of them came out of the alley, they looked like three good friends with their arms around each other's shoulders. Zhang Xian put his arm around the man in the flowered shirt's shoulders, and Wan Feng put his arm around the man in the flowered shirt's waist.
As for the other three young men, they were recovering in the woods. It was estimated that they would be able to go out and play in half an hour.
After taking the tram for four stops, the man in the flowered shirt brought them to Minshan Road in Xigang District, and finally stopped at No. 20 following the house numbers.
In the 1980s, there were not many high-rise buildings here, only low houses stretching out in rows.
This place has many similarities with the garment factory dormitory where Xia Qiulong's family lives.
Number 20 was an alley with more than a dozen households. What confused Wan Feng was that everyone in this alley had the number 20, but with parentheses after it, and within the parentheses it was written...
The man in the flowered shirt brought Wan Feng to Gate 11 and stopped.
"This is Brother Quan's home, you can go in by yourselves."
"We go in on our own? If they hadn't called the police, we would have had to go to the police station to explain. You go in first, and we'll let you go after we confirm it's Brother Quan's house."
The man in the flowered shirt had no choice but to go forward and knock on the iron gate.
A round hole in the iron door opened, revealing a pair of eyes.
"Hey, Sister Hua! Are you out of stock today?" A surprised voice came from inside.
Wan Feng wanted to laugh behind the girl in the flowery shirt. You deserve it! Wearing a flowery shirt makes you look like Flower Sister.
"Brother Quan, everything is going well today. I also brought you two new brothers today. They want to get some goods."
"Didn't I tell you not to bring unreliable people to me? I'm going to fall into your hands sooner or later."
The person inside the door cursed but still opened the door.
As the door opened, Wan Feng took a deep breath. The guy inside the door looked like he had a face holding a machete.
It seems to be a tough product.
"If you want to come in, hurry up."
Sister Hua didn't enter the yard. She let Wan Feng and Zhang Xian enter the yard and then said to Kandao Face: "Brother Quan, I'll leave them to you. I still have to sell goods and won't go in."
After that, he turned around and ran away without any explanation.
Brother Quan looked puzzled: "Is this guy's brain disease acting up again?"
The yard is not big, because there are houses on both sides, the space in the yard is even smaller. I guess the yard will be full if we put a table there.
Brother Quan took Wan Feng into a building on the left.
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