In this real world with back and forth, the most helpless thing is that we know nothing about the future, and the most exciting part is that we are unpredictable.

Wu Bei never thought that one day, Huang Zhuo and Luo Tian, ​​two guys who could not even fight together, would become a life-and-death grudge. Just as Huang Zhuo never dreamed that his anger for the young man would completely change his life.

The urban village, which had not been sleeping all night, returned to tranquility when the first ray of sunrise fell on the streets in the morning. Apart from those fucking things that claim to be social people, no one knew what happened last night. Of course, some careful workers suddenly discovered that the KTV, which the village claims to never close, closed the doors.

Although it is difficult to integrate black and white, it is clearly a tacit understanding between the two.

No matter how chaotic it is late at night, it must be kept peaceful at dawn. This is something that Deng Can and Wu Bei both knew it.

At the same time, in the gas station outside the city village, Huang Zhuo, who had not been able to hold on for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and leaned against the seat and fell asleep.

"Hey!"

It felt like he had just fallen asleep for a while, but he was woken up by his cheap master Wang Tangtang.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Huang Zhuo quickly wiped the drool that was overflowing from his mouth, and looked at the other person with a hoarse voice.

"I'm hungry, you go and stutter."

Wang Tangtang held a makeup mirror the size of a palm in his left hand and gently pulled the messy hair on his forehead with his right hand, looking like he was particularly caring about his image.

"What a joke? There are eight or nine police officers at the intersection. Where can I buy you food?"

Huang Zhuo turned his head and glanced at a distance. The police in the two patrol cars should have just completed the shift handover and were checking all the passing vehicles at once.

"That's your business."

Wang Tangtang curled his lips indifferently, and then took out a lipstick from his pocket like a magic trick and applied it seriously.

"Master, there is bread in the trunk, why don't you deal with it first?"

Huang Zhuo sneered and scratched his head.

"Time should be wasted on beautiful things. Breakfast is related to my mood of the day. Not to mention big fish and meat, at least there should be eggs and milk. You can do it."

Wang Tangtang continued to apply lipstick without squinting, and he could not understand the meaning.

"I'll go."

Huang Zhuo muttered laughingly and cryingly, and could not associate the man who lived so delicately in front of him with the drunkard who vomited his face last night.

"What are you waiting for?"

Wang Tangtang urged with an angry and perky nose.

"No, I said I'm going, I'm going, forget it, drink milk and eat tea eggs, right? I'll think about it."

Huang Zhuoyu patted the back of the head incoherently, but eventually lost to the other party.

After hesitating for a while, he tiptoed out of the car and first looked around. At this moment, the police checkpoint was about eighteen or nineteen meters away from him, and the gas station only had two entrances and exits, but both intersections needed to pass by the patrol car.

Huang Zhuo quietly walked around the bathroom and quietly observed the rules of the policemen's inspection of cars.

It took him about four or five minutes to find some tricks. He found that as long as there are more than three vehicles, all the police officers will check it. At this time, they basically don’t care about passing pedestrians. As long as he can get in the crowd and get fast enough, he can completely avoid attention.

At this time, it happened to be the time for get off work in nearby factories, and the most important thing is a pile of workers.

After smoking a cigarette on the spot, he happened to see eight or nine young men and women walking across the road. Through the work clothes of several people, Huang Zhuo recognized it as a very large printing factory around. At this time, a bus stopped for inspection.

Huang Zhuo took two deep breaths, then ran over.

"It's time to get off work. I heard that your workshop will have a salary cut. Isn't it true? I said two days ago that I would go to your place with my connections."

Seeing a young man who looked dull, Huang Zhuo stepped forward and hugged the other person's shoulder and head, chatting in a familiar way.

"I haven't heard of it, you are..."

The young man spoke in confusion.

"You forgot that we were one group of people who entered the factory. I always sat in the last row at the training time. Do you have an impression? Let's chat while walking."

Huang Zhuo's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating.

As he spoke, several people had easily walked out a few meters away, while several policemen who were busy checking the bus did not notice him.

"I have good insight, my courage and skin are also strong enough, and I know how to respect my teachers. I am a rough seedling, but my health is really bad. Where can I find a suitable waist for you?"

At that time, Wang Tangtang, who was sitting in the car, was tidying up his hairstyle with a wooden comb, glanced out the window and muttered to himself. He saw Huang Zhuo's performance just now. Although he was not very satisfied, he could not find any flaws.
Chapter completed!