He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

His friend sat down to drink with him: "Isn't she your lover? You see she is very different."

Of course not.

"It's an enemy."

A passing car suddenly honked its horn.

Being too close, Wen Changling felt discomfort in his ears and adjusted the hearing aid in his left ear.

"You seem to like Riley Pictures."

Xie Shang looked at her: "My brother-in-law's ashes were scattered in Mingmang Snow Mountain."

So Xie Shang goes to Laili Tu every year.

At this time, three cars drove into the alley one after another and stopped near the pawn shop.Even Wen Changling, who doesn't pay much attention to cars, recognizes this car logo. Wen Changling, who got off the front car, has seen it on TV.

A major incident happened last week. The ship tycoon of Hegang suddenly fell ill, and the four sons went to court because of a dispute over inheritance.The person who came to see Xie Shang was the eldest son of the ship king, Rong Jingtu.

Xie Shang's pawnshop was about to start business, and Wen Changling went home.

The next day, when Wen Changling was on duty, news about Hegang was being broadcast in the waiting hall. She listened to a few words as she passed by.The shipping king's will was exposed, and the Rong family's shipping and gaming businesses were passed on to the eldest son, while the remaining three sons inherited hotels, logistics, and aviation respectively.

Even Wen Changling knew that the Rong family's most valuable asset was the shipping industry, otherwise they would not be known as the Ship King.In just one night, the inheritance dispute that shocked the entire Hegang came to an end. Ruyi Pawnshop was far more unfathomable than she imagined.

At night, the deep alley without street lights was dark. A few flashlights shone on the wall. The obstacles blocked the light and cast shadows on the wall.

Four standing figures, one lying, curled up on the ground.

This place is remote, with only the sounds of punches, kicks and screams.

"stop fighting!"

"stop fighting!"

"I will pay back the money, I will definitely pay it back!"

The man curled up on the ground held his head, his body arched like a worm, and kept making promises.

The man smoking next to the wall was the leader of the group. He was holding a cigarette between his teeth. The red and black tattoos started from his neck and covered his entire lower jaw.

His name is Brother Xiang, which is what everyone in the underground casino calls him, and no one knows his real name.

Brother Xiang raised his hand and his men stopped.He walked over, put his foot on Zeng Zhili's back, and asked him, "When will you return it?"

Zeng Zhili's mouth was full of blood and he spoke slurredly: "Next time, I will pay it back next time."

Brother Xiang directly pinched Zeng Zhili's mouth and put the lit cigarette butt into his mouth.He screamed and rolled his eyes in pain.

After the lesson was given enough, Brother Xiang let go, and wiped the blood on Zeng Zhili's face in disgust.Zeng Zhili immediately spit out the cigarette butt. Half of his face was numb and could not be closed, and blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

"When will it be returned? Tell me the date."

How dare Zeng Zhili be more vague: "Next week, next week."

"If you don't see the money again next week," Xiang Ge kicked him on his left arm, "just use your arm."

Two days later.

The intelligence team on the street changed the subject.

"Does the tenant of Mrs. Zhu's house know?"

The tenant lived alone, and not many people knew her name.

"The one in the morgue that collects corpses?"

"That's her." Aunt Liu lowered her voice, very mysteriously, "I heard she can cast poison."

Aunt Wang was shocked: "What?"

"Put a trick."

Someone next to him didn't believe it. He laughed loudly and almost woke up the little grandson he was holding in his arms. He patted him a few times and said, "What nonsense is this? In what age is it that rockets have gone to the moon and are still bewitched?"

"Her relatives said it themselves, saying that their family suffered retribution for poisoning people."

The tenant of Mrs. Zhu's house who collects corpses in the morgue has a distant cousin.Others were feeling pitiful. They came from their hometown to work, but someone had their wallet stolen on the way. They had no money to stay in a hotel, so they had to sleep under an overpass.Not only that, he was also beaten by a group of homeless people who were fighting for their territory. His nose and face were bruised and swollen.

Last night, the distant cousin with a bruised nose and face was waiting for his cousin on this street to see if he could borrow some money to go back to his hometown.The enthusiastic Aunt Liu also gave him an apple to satisfy his hunger.

A few aunts in the bun shop who came out to buy breakfast were also talking about this.

"Miss Wen, who collected the corpses in the mortuary, knows?" There is even more serious, "Her brother is a murderer."

The uncles, aunties, and aunties who have been nesting in this three-quarter acre of land all year round had never heard of such a terrifying thing, and they all showed frightened expressions.

"real or fake?"

"That's still false. Her brother died in prison."

"When did this happen?"

"It must have been several years."

"..."

As it was passed around, the version changed a bit.

When it is passed down by word of mouth, the person who passes it on will always give it appropriate artistic processing.

The following is the version on the roadside egg stall in the evening.

"No wonder the tenant in Grandma Zhu's house doesn't like to talk. I heard that her brother committed a murder and was sentenced to death and executed."

"So scary? Shoot him, what a crazy criminal he must be."

"Yes, her mother couldn't accept it and committed suicide."

"My God!"

Several uncles and aunties were talking enthusiastically.Suddenly there was a roar——

"Hey!"

It was the little daughter from Lanying's barber shop who stayed at home painting every day when she wasn't looking for a job. She was wearing slippers and crossed her arms fiercely: "How much does it cost to spread rumors per kilogram? You guys are doing wholesale here."

She was holding a huge long twist in her hand, and it looked like she was going to hit someone with the twist. It was so scary.

"We didn't spread rumors. These were said by relatives of Mrs. Zhu's tenants themselves."

It's not that these neighbors are so malicious, they just hang out at home, their lives are boring, they need to be adjusted, and they don't want to talk about the chaos in their own homes, so they are keen to talk about the bizarre twists and turns of other people's homes.

Yang Xining hummed: "You haven't spread rumors yet? A while ago, didn't you say that the boss was being taken care of by a rich woman? Didn't you forget it so quickly?"

A few people were rude and looked at each other without speaking. After all, gossiping about other people behind their backs was not a glorious thing.

Yang Xining grew up from a young age, but he was not afraid of this group of talkative neighbors, who didn't know about their family's affairs: "If you are too free, go home and find a wife for your older son, or go to give birth, and you can't urge yourself It’s okay to be alive, just find something to do.”

Uncle Liu, who is 36 years old and has not yet married a wife: "..."

Sister Wang, whose daughter-in-law refuses to give birth to a child: "..."

Sister Zhang, who had an unexpected pregnancy in her [-]s and [-]s and secretly had a miscarriage, said: "..."

Is there a secret in Hetang Street?
No.Yang Xining's mother is also from the street intelligence team.

Everyone who was gossiping dispersed with colorful faces.

Yang Xining turned around and walked to the corner: "Don't listen to their nonsense. When I went to have my appendix removed, they even said I had hemorrhoids."

What’s even more outrageous is that her brother saw her drawing the main character kissing each other, and now the neighbors on Hetang Street think she is engaged in a comic book career with color.

Wen Changling thanked him: "Thank you."

Yang Xining scratched her head: "Didn't you cut your hair before, so I should say a few words for you." She broke off her marijuana flower in the middle, and handed half of it wrapped in wrapping paper, "Do you want to eat it? crispy."

Wen Changling answered: "Thank you."

Yang Xining thinks Wen Changling is a good person.

Why do you say that?No one cared about her comics at all, and she started to lose them for a while and stopped updating them.One time at a rice noodle shop, Wen Changling, who had never spoken to her before, came over and said his first words to her: "You paint very well."

Yang Xining can remember this sentence for a lifetime.

Granny Zhu returned to her hometown.

Wen Changling followed the rabbit-painted lantern around several times before returning home.It was dark, and the noisy Hetang Street became a little quieter.Wen Changling was not surprised to see Zeng Zhili guarding the door of Granny Zhu's house from a long distance away.If people like Zeng Zhili are not eradicated, he will always rely on you.

Occasionally someone looks over here.

Wen Changling stepped forward and said calmly, "Have you spent all the money?"

Zeng Zhili must have been miserable these two days. His face was covered with injuries and his eyes were so swollen that he could not see. He was very urgent: "Give me 30. I will never come back after I take the money."

fake.

If you give it to him, he will only become more greedy. How can the bottomless pit be filled up?

"You must have spread everything about my family."

He still does it.

"What's wrong with you now? Just your brother's thing, you can't even finish singing on stage and in a play." Zeng Zhili didn't have time to talk to her slowly, "If you still want to live here peacefully, give me your money If you give me enough, you can just spend your money to buy peace, and I will disappear after I take the money. Otherwise, not only where you live, but also where you work, I will set up a stage and perform. Anyway, my life has been ruined by you, even if Even if you die, I will hold you back."

Without money, he would be beaten to death.

If it weren't for the settlement money, he wouldn't have gone to the underground casino and would not have been in debt.Before he dies, he must win over Wen Changling.

Wen Changling still said the same thing: "I have no money."

Zeng Zhili's expression became more and more sinister, and he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to die together: "Let your lawyer boyfriend give it to you. He drives such a good car, so he doesn't need that little money."

The lawyer boyfriend refers to Xie Shang.

Xie Shang was also relied on by Zeng Zhili.

The night Xie Shang bailed Wen Changling out of the police station, he sent her a WeChat message. He said: If that person comes to see you again, I can help you.

"it is good."

Wen Changling agreed so readily that Zeng Zhili was stunned for a moment.She opened the door, and Zeng Zhili only hesitated for a few seconds before following her in.

As long as he can get money, Zeng Zhili will jump into the fire pit.

Wen Changling took him to the backyard and then to the room: "You wait here, I'll go find him and get the money."

Then she went out through the back door, locked it outside, and went to Ruyi Pawnshop.

The pawn shop door was open, so she knocked on the door from outside.

"Come in."

Wen Changling walked to the yard.

Xie Shang seemed to be enjoying the cool air or admiring the moon. He was sitting leisurely on a rattan chair with a book in his hand and a pot of tea beside him.

He is reading the Tao Te Ching.

"Is there something going on so late?"

Wen Changling walked up to him: "I don't have anything else of value." She put her bank card next to the teapot and explained her purpose, "This contains all my savings. Can I use this money to pawn something?" "

Xie Shang put down the book: "But Miss Wen, I am not short of money."

Too lazy to break into chapters.There will be another update around [-]pm.Activities and floor-stepping posts are in the comment area.

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