Two days later, a circle of more than two meters high courtyard wall was built, and a small half ceiling was built with rags and scaffolding inside. When the scalpers paid off the refugees' wages and closed the courtyard door, Hong Tao had work again.

He actually pointed to the ground under the ceiling and took the lead in swinging the pickaxe.

"Brother Rat, there are construction waste down here. Digging a basement is prone to landslides." The scalper probably guessed what the boss was going to do, dig holes to hide things. It really lives up to its name. Rats know how to dig holes, or they go wherever they go.

Where to.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want furniture, dig it quickly! Those who want to dig for gold in the red zone should dig it quickly. Anyone who doesn't want to dig for gold is not allowed to go, and they are not allowed to ask for furniture!" Hong Tao did not listen to the advice at all, and the foreign pickaxe became more and more enthusiastic.

"...Get the tools, what are you looking at? Brother Mouse must be right when he says you can dig, let's go together!" Hu Yang blinked and couldn't figure out what this guy was up to. But when he heard that there was a way to get to the red zone

Continue to dig for gold without asking any questions, just do it!

"Don't, don't all swarm. Three people dig out three people and go back to the building to rest. Pile all the soil to the wall, don't throw it outside the ceiling!" But Hong Tao had something else to say. He divided the people into two groups and wanted to hide them.

When working under the ceiling, you are not allowed to cross the line at all.

Although no one knew what he was going to do, Yuluo's myth made them blindly follow him again. They did not continue to discuss whether they should dig or not, but started to do it in an orderly manner...

It can be said that the progress of the project has not been smooth. As scalpers said, the soil here is very shallow, and almost a foot below is full of construction waste. Most of the time, shovels and pickaxes have lost their use, and crowbars and pickaxes can only be used.

Use your hands to dig out cement blocks of various sizes.

"Brother Mouse, something's not right. There seems to be a wall down here. The cement mark is quite high. It's very laborious to dig out." This excavation took most of the day. When the depth of the pit reached less than one meter, the scalper became uneasy.

.I originally thought it was a relatively large cement fragment, but after using a steel drill to chip it a few times, it was completely different.

"Hahaha... That's right! Don't worry about the wall for now, continue digging from the south side of the wall!" Hong Tao really wasn't lazy. He was competing with a large cement red brick a few meters away. After listening to the scalper,

Complaint immediately came over to take a look, with a smile on his face.

"Boom, boom, boom...Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, I am Black Dragon, the carriage you hired is here..." Before the scalper could ask any more questions, a shout came from outside the courtyard gate, and Lu Weian was back.

"Carriage? When did I hire a carriage?" Hu Yang was sitting in the building door drinking tea and resting when he heard someone calling him. Although he got up, he walked very slowly, patting his head as he walked.

"I'll come, I'll come..." Hong Tao ran over and opened the door bolt.

"Hey, brother, do you still recognize me?" There was a carriage parked outside the door, with two people sitting in it. The fat dark man was Lu Weian, and the old man with a thin face was the coach who sent them from the North Station that day.

uncle.

"Oh...I remember...you guys are fine?" The driver was old, but his eyes were sharp. He only focused on Hong Tao's face for a few seconds before he found a matching picture in his memory.

"I have to thank you for this... Come on, drive the car in, sit down and have a sip of hot tea first."

Hong Tao rushed to the driver and cupped his hand, stretched out his hand to grab the horse's reins, and before the horse's head could dodge, he pressed his other hand on the bridge of its nose and stroked it gently a few times. This gray old horse with mixed hair

He actually followed Hong Tao towards the courtyard without waiting for the old man's order.

"Did you find a job?" The driver did not stop him. He jumped out of the car and followed behind while looking around. Looking at a group of people digging a hole, he seemed to understand something.

"To be honest, we bought this place. As winter is about to begin, we want to build a septic tank. It's too expensive to hire someone, but the brothers are all very capable. If it's not too delicate work, just do it yourself. Come on.

, take your seat."

When Ben Zhu came over, Hong Tao handed the reins of the horse into his hands and walked into the building with the driver. He sat on the lounge chair of Populus euphratica, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea.

"Good guys, it's not cheap! It seems I was mistaken. You are not ordinary refugees!" The driver was not polite. He took the tea, blew it, drank half of it in one gulp, and looked at Hong Tao again with a more wary look.

.

"What's the point of being ordinary and extraordinary? We don't have to work all day long to make ends meet. If we don't say secret words in front of people, if it weren't for your advice that day, our brothers might have fallen into trouble.

, at least it won’t be as comfortable as it is now.”

"As the saying goes, if you receive a drop of water from someone, you should repay it with a spring of water. You gave me the water, but there is really no spring here, only some common things. Don't be polite, and don't shirk it."

"Keep it. Even if we get to know each other in the future, let's see if we are friends first. If you don't accept it, you will look down on us from the bottom of your heart. It doesn't matter. Open the door and you can go your own way. We don't owe each other anything!" Hong Tao pulled up a bench and sat down.

The person standing next to me didn’t even offer him a cigarette, but just started talking about today’s topic.

As he spoke, he took out two things from his arms, held them in his hands and brought them to the old man. On one side were a few red bills, and on the other was a black and blue pistol, brand new!

"..." The old man didn't move, still holding the teacup in one hand, and turned to look at Lu Weian.

"He is one of ours now. Don't worry about the rest. There will be no future troubles." Hong Tao bared his teeth and smiled, then raised his hand forward.

"I shouldn't have said anything in the first place. Did I save someone or harm someone? I'm committing evil..." The old man shook his head gently, put down the teacup, pushed away the two things that were brought to him with one hand, and leaned his body completely

On a lounge chair.

"Since you have heard about it, you should accept it. I still have something to ask you for help, and only you can really help now. If this matter is done, many fewer people will die here. Ji Dade

It's over." Hong Tao didn't take back the money and gun, but directly slapped the old man's hand, and then held the old man's hand so that he couldn't let go.

"Wow...it's a good gun, the firepower is really fierce! But no matter how many bullets there are, can they still be more than the machine guns on the sentry tower? Take my advice and stop it when you're ready. I'm just a driver and don't have much ability, but

I never harm anyone, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you with this.”

The old man stretched out his other hand and pried off Hong Tao's fingers, picked up the pistol and pulled it out of the magazine, looked at it, loaded it with a clatter, pointed it at Hong Tao in his arms, and didn't even look at Hu Yang behind him or Lu Weian on the other side.

Look, the hand is very steady.

"Let's not break down the good guys and bad guys. In this day and age, we can't tell the difference between good and bad. If we hadn't been more ruthless, we might all be lying under the soil getting maggots now. If nothing else, those people just need to see

These things will not keep us alive."

"Don't be too wary. The help I'm talking about is not asking you to take risks. I just want to ask about the transportation team. Several big guys here sat with us and chatted a few days ago. They agreed.

He thought he could start a transportation business and agreed to help find an acquaintance to rent a license plate."

"We haven't been here long, and we don't know much about many things here. We don't know the inside story of this industry, and we don't dare to invest money easily. That's when we thought of you."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that no matter whether this business can be done or not, I won't be angry with anyone. How about it, brother, just help us brothers for a few words."

Looking at the old man's hand, he knew that he had received military training and was a very strong person at heart. He might have seen too much life and death. Threatening to death would have limited effect on such a person, so he stretched out his hand to signal Hu Yang not to draw his gun.

But this kind of people tend to care more about the life and death of others. It does not mean that they have reached the state of sacrificing themselves for others. The main reason is that they are not willing to let innocent people suffer because of them. Of course, the premise is not to make themselves too uncomfortable.

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"...I've collected the gun, please take the money back. Your name is...Chow Tai Fook...is this a pseudonym? Hi, I won't say your name. It seems that you have really offended a lot of people here. You are a transport team...Okay

Well, I'll just tell you what I know. Don't take it all seriously. I didn't see some things with my own eyes, so I just take it as a reference."

A few seconds later, the old man unloaded the pistol, turned off the safety and put it in his arms. He didn't see the heart-stopping calmness from his eyes, but felt it from his hands. To say that a person is facing someone at close range.

It would be difficult to believe someone who has a loaded pistol without changing his expression and his heart does not beat.

But the guy wearing sunglasses in front of him had a flustered look in his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly. His hand was really steady, and he didn't move his hand at all. Since he wasn't helping someone else, he was just asking about something, and it wasn't against the law.

Why bother working so hard for this?
Chapter completed!