It's dusk in the evening.

Wang Qiang was watching TV leisurely at home when there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

After calling out and receiving no response, Wang Qiang frowned and slowly stood up on the edge of the sofa.

After opening the door, Wang Qiang was unable to react to the shabby guy standing at the door.

Wang Qiang: "?"

Gu Qingyuan: "?"

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Gu Qingyuan pouted and said, stepping in from the door.

"no?"

Wang Qiang looked at Gu Qingyuan with a surprised look on his face and said in surprise: "You came back from Shengzheng directly begging for food?"

"ah?"

Gu Qingyuan looked at Wang Qiang in confusion, wondering why these bums always looked at him like this.

"Get me a glass of water!"

Gu Qingyuan sat down on the sofa.

"Go and wash your face first."

Wang Qiang also sat on the sofa and put his legs on the coffee table.

Gu Qingyuan leaned on the back of the sofa, took out the Huazi from his trouser pocket, and threw it directly on the coffee table with a bang.

"Let's take a cigarette and take a break. I'm exhausted today.

Gu Qingyuan took out a cigarette and started smoking by himself.

"What the hell?"

Wang Qiang looked at Gu Qingyuan in confusion, "Now you start smoking fake cigarettes?"

"What fake cigarettes? You try smoking one."

Gu Qingyuan smiled and didn't take it seriously. After all, it was a hard life in high school and a two-dollar red plum would be nice.

"Let me see?"

Wang Qiang doubtfully picked up the cigarette case and smoked a cigarette. After taking a deep breath, he showed a stern expression and asked, "Where did you pick it up?"

"Grass!"

After Gu Qingyuan put out his cigarette, he stood up and walked to the bathroom. After taking off his hamstrings, he washed them with cold water.

"When did you come back?"

Wang Qiang asked again, stood up and put away the half bag of Huazi, took out another half bag of red plums worth two yuan and threw it on the table.

"yesterday."

Gu Qingyuan shouted while washing her hair.

"Then you didn't come to me until now?"

Wang Qiang curled his lips and said something, walked to the bathroom, leaned against the door, and continued: "What on earth are you doing in Shengzheng? How did you end up like this?"

"You don't understand the business of making money?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled, wiped his face with a towel, and then put on the yellowed ribs.

Wang Qiang looked sideways at Gu Qingyuan and didn't bother to ask him in detail, "My uncle's construction site is still short of people. Will you come or not? The work of moving bricks is quite light."

"hehe."

Gu Qingyuan sneered, put her arm around Wang Qiang's shoulders and walked out of the house.

"Where to go?"

“BBQ stall.”

"I have no money, and I haven't been paid yet."

With that said, Wang Qiang lowered his head and tried to break away from Gu Qingyuan's hand around his shoulder.

"Brother Qiang, calm down, I beg you!" Gu Qingyuan patted Wang Qiang's chest and said with a smile.

"You have money. If you have money, why don't you change your yellow crotch?"

"Grass! I, this is white."

…

There is a night market next to Linzhou No. 1 Middle School, which is considered to be the most popular place in Linzhou City at night. Barbecue and other food stalls are gathered here.

Wang Qiang helped Gu Qingyuan pull out his chair with a flattering look on his face, and helped him wipe the dining table. After all, he saw the half-stack of hundred-yuan bills in this guy's pocket, so he had to take care of him.

"Where's the cigarette?"

Gu Qingyuan stretched out his scissor hands and asked.

"Here it is."

Wang Qiang took out a cigarette, put it between Gu Qingyuan's fingers, and helped him light it.

"Fuck! What kind of cigarette is this? Isn't it Huazi?"

Gu Qingyuan frowned, looked at the eyes in his hand, and saw the word "red plum" written on the cigarette butt.

"Red plum?"

"Hehe!" Wang Qiang smiled sarcastically, "I left the small half bag of Huazi at home."

"Oh!"

Gu Qingyuan threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, stamped it with his foot, took out two hundred banknotes, and handed it to Wang Qiang.

"Buy two packs of Huazi."

"Okay, Brother Gu!"

Wang Qiang nodded like a little brother, and with a flick of his tongue took out the two hundred yuan. Without giving Gu Qingyuan time to regret it, he strode towards the tobacco, alcoholic and non-staple food store opposite.

"Hehehe..."

Looking at Wang Qiang's back, Gu Qingyuan chuckled. As long as he was with Wang Qiang and the others, he couldn't help but become a second-rate person. This feeling was really wonderful.

Of course, Gu Qingyuan also liked this feeling. The intrigues in the previous life were really tiring.

Gu Qingyuan's eyes gradually became blurred, and his thoughts returned to his previous life.

At a private banquet in the United States, Gu Qingyuan accompanied Wu Qianhua.

In the middle of the dinner, he was shot dead by some armed men. At the expense of two special bodyguards, Gu Qingyuan escaped with Wu Qianhua.

But thinking about it now, the scene at that time was full of doubts. Judging from the stature of the robbers, they did not look like Americans, but more like Asians.

So what kind of deal is Wu Qianhua doing that allows Asians from thousands of miles away to go to the United States to assassinate him? And those robbers are not ordinary robbers, and they even pay the price with their lives.

"There's a fight, there's a fight over there."

"Go over and take a look."

"There's another good show to watch."

The noisy crowd brought Gu Qingyuan back from his thoughts. On the street facing the cigarette shop, a group of people started fighting around a young man who was trying to get fat.

Gu Qingyuan was not interested in going over to watch the children fight, but after seeing Wang Qiang standing on tiptoes to join in the fun, he got up and walked over, worried that he would suffer a loss.

"What's there to see?"

Gu Qingyuan patted Wang Qiang's shoulder and asked lightly.

Wang Qiang frowned, pointed to the crowd, and said eagerly: "It seems Brother Ji was beaten, I can't see clearly!"

"Brother Chicken?"

Gu Qingyuan exclaimed, without the slightest hesitation, he pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and walked in with a long stride.

"Stop!"

Gu Qingyuan said something in a deep voice, but the energetic young man in front of him wearing cropped trousers didn't seem to hear it and still stepped on the boy on the ground vigorously, showing off his manhood!

"ah!"

A sudden scream caused the gangsters to stop beating.

Gu Qingyuan grabbed the spirited young man's hair and pulled him to his knees on the ground.

"Qiangzi, help him up and see who it is?"

Gu Qingyuan frowned and said, looking at the gangsters with cold eyes, so cold that the gangsters did not dare to look at each other.

Wang Qiang didn't do any ink, so he lifted up the young man wearing black half-sleeves. Although his cheeks were already red and swollen, he could recognize it as Hao Ji at a glance!

"Grass!"

Gu Qingyuan cursed, grabbed the gangster's hair with his left hand and lifted him up, stretched out his right hand, and punched him in the stomach.

After making a muffled sound, the spirited young man fainted without even shouting.

As for the gangsters who had taken action before, none of them dared to take action after seeing how agile Gu Qingyuan was.

"Who did it?"

Gu Qingyuan looked at Hao Ji and asked coldly.
Chapter completed!