Chapter 690 (1/2)
”Cao, I've only been in H city for a few days. I don't know anyone. Who do I ask to send the things out?” Xiao Wu scolded silently, then looked at the driver Wang Jun and said, ”why don't you send the things out? No one knows you anyway!!”
”When I fucking came, I told me to drive. Other things have nothing to do with me. Don't talk to me...”
Wang Jun saw what the two men said and talked about himself. He quickly stood up and ran back to his house with chicken claws and beer.
”Why the fuck did you leave?”
Xiao Wu looked at Wang Jun's ass and scolded wordlessly. Then he turned to Liu Neng and said, ”I think it's best not to send this thing to others. Those people in our family should be free to fart recently. It's better to let them send it out...”
”You'll be done as I tell you. Why is it so inky!!”
Liu Neng replied irritably, then took a sip of beer, stood up and went back to the house.
”You don't watch the game?”
Xiao Wu shouted when he saw Liu Neng leaving.
”No, I can't score the ball for half a day. The 50000 yuan is fucking wasted again...”
Liu Neng looked at the sports color prediction on his mobile phone, swearing back, and then turned and walked upstairs.
”Grass, what if there is a miracle!!”
After Liu Neng left, Xiao Wu was still full of confidence that he could win the game, so he was watching TV with chicken feet.
……
Eight o'clock the next night.
Mao an and Mao Ping stayed on their faces for a whole day, and no one went out.
Mao an woke up from his sleep vaguely. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found Mao Ping sitting upright in the living room, slapping cigarette butts on his mouth.
”Brother, what are you doing there?”
Mao an took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and shouted at Mao Ping.
”Nothing...”
Mao Ping smoked too much and his voice was very hoarse.
”It's all right. What are you doing here...”
Mao an replied casually, and then looked up and saw Mao Ping's bloody eyes.
”Fuck, what's wrong with your eyes, brother?”
”I don't know...”
Mao Ping threw away his cigarette butts, then stood up, stretched himself, slowly walked to the front of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and found that there was nothing except beer.
”Grass, can you buy something else besides beer? This refrigerator is like being robbed by devils...”
Mao Ping scolded wordlessly, then turned into the kitchen and found two steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth.
”Can't you eat?”
Mao Ping took out a steamed bread and handed it to Mao an.
”...” mao'an was stunned at the steamed bread, then pursed her lips and said, ”brother, this steamed bread was made last week...”
”Grass, I had to eat it last month without money!!”
Mao Ping replied without a word, and then began to chew the sour steamed bread with beer.
”Brother, shall we forget about Zhang Dong?”
Mao an looked up at Mao Ping and asked.
”I've been fucking together all night. What can we do if we don't forget? People have guns and people. We're just two. How can we fight with people?”
”If I don't clean up this fool, I'm fucking uncomfortable...” Mao an replied with a big mouth.
“……”
Mao Ping looked at Mao an and was silent.
”Brother, what do you say we don't stop him at night?”
Mao an blinked and asked.
”Can you fucking block it?”
Mao Ping said in a puzzled tone.
”What can't block this thing? We blocked it at the door of his community, and then directly put him on the bus...”
”You mean we tied him up?” Mao Ping asked.
”Yes, we tied him up, and then we asked for the money, and we ran away. Do you think so?”
“……”
Mao Ping bowed his head and remained silent for a while. Then he slowly stood up, threw away the steamed bread in his hand, clenched his teeth and shouted, ”anyway, it's like a fucking B. It's better to spell it!!”
”Yes, anyway, we are almost out of food. We might as well have a whole one. Anyway, what Zhang Dong took away is our money!!”
”OK, I'll take a break. We'll go to his house at nine o'clock in the evening. It's blocked at the door...”
Mao Ping felt a lot of energy in an instant. He walked to bed in three steps and two steps, then covered with a big quilt and began to sleep.
……
Nine in the evening.
Mao an and Mao Ping drove a van and bought two pure black octagonal hammers and a linen bag specially used for food from the hardware store. They drove directly to the community where Zhang Dongjia lived.
”Brother, if he comes later, we'll go there like this? Do you need the whole mask or something?”
In the van, Mao an looked at the small hammer in his hand and asked nervously.
”What kind of mask? You'll get a pair of underpants and cover your face later...”
Mao Ping replied impatiently, and then kept his eyes on the direction of the door of the community, because that was the only way for Zhang Dong to go home.
”Grass, now where can I find extra underpants...”
Mao'an whispered, then took out his mobile phone and read the novel.
At about one o'clock in the morning, Zhang Dong walked down from the taxi with a small handbag.
”Don't fucking sleep!! someone's coming!!”
Mao Ping kicked Mao an excitedly, and then quickly grabbed the hammer at the bottom of his feet.