Reborn My 1993

Chapter 90

"Who?"

A voice came from the iron door next to the big iron cage.

"I'm here to find brother Hou to do business."

Wang Hao stretched out his hand to squeeze Zhang Yiming, and dragged Zhang Yiming behind him.

With a creak, the door opened. Zhang Yiming poked his head out from behind Wang Hao, and saw a man coming out of the door. He was short in stature, with a big round face, rough and bumpy face, small eyes, and wearing a furry coat. Jacket, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Where is the hairy boy, do you know where this is, let's go and play."

The man looked at Wang Hao, pinched the cigarette from his mouth with his fingers, and said impatiently.

"Brother, we are really here to find Brother Hou, please pass me a message, thank you!"

While talking, Wang Hao took out a box of Marlboro from his pocket and stuffed it into the man's hand.

"Hehe, you can understand things at a young age, okay, seeing you understand things so well, brother, let me tell you the truth, this is not the place where you gangsters should come. As for Brother Hou, then It’s not someone you can meet as soon as you say you’ll meet, so hurry up and leave.”

The man took the cigarette, weighed it in his hand a few times, stuffed it into his pocket, and said.

"Brother, just do me a favor, we really need Brother Hou."

Wang Hao is a ruthless character in school, but he is from a mixed school after all, and he is not on the same level as these mixed society people, so his attitude is very respectful.

"You kid can't understand people's words, right? I'm doing it for your own good. Brother Hou is upset now. Are you rushing to be cannon fodder? Stop talking nonsense and get out."

Whenever Wang Hao was pointed at his nose and said to get fucked, the young man's blood was about to rush up, his fists were clenched, and the veins around his temples burst out.

"Brother, the person in Brother Hou's hand is my classmate. We came here to find someone."

Zhang Yiming stabbed Wang Hao's waist from behind without a trace, then walked around Wang Hao and stood opposite the man.

"Find people?"

The man's small eyes slid back and forth on Zhang Yiming's body a few times.

"Haha, it's really fresh. A bald boy with no hair on his head actually came to Brother Hou's door to scoop up people. Boy, do you know what it means to scoop people up? You have to use money to scoop them up, not your mouth. If you want to go in, fine." Ah, first let me see if you have the strength to catch people."

Zhang Yiming's complexion is fair, his figure is thin, and he looks very gentle. Standing with this man, he has a clear sense of déjà vu as a little white rabbit and a big bad wolf.

"It's just a little thought, I wonder if I can bother to touch my elder brother?"

Zhang Yiming took out a few RMB from his pocket, blue wow great unity.

"Hehe, I didn't realize it. He's still a rich second generation. Okay, for the sake of it, I'll say hello to you, but don't say that I didn't remind you. Brother Hou is in a bad mood. If you two get caught Don’t blame me if you lose your arms and legs.”

"Life and death are fate, even if we die in the courtyard and cannot get out, it is our own business."

"Okay, you guys wait, don't move around, Heizi hasn't been fed yet today!"

After the man finished speaking, he glanced at the black Tibetan mastiff in the iron cage, then turned around and entered the yard.

"Aren't you afraid of meat buns beating dogs?"

Seeing the negotiation between Zhang Yiming and the man just now, Wang Hao became more and more curious about Zhang Yiming.

Although he didn't see clearly how much money Zhang Yiming gave that man just now, there were hundreds of dollars. Zhang Yiming is just an ordinary family, so how could he just give out so much money so casually?

"He doesn't have the guts."

Zhang Yiming is very confident about this.

People who are gangsters may be ruthless and treacherous, but they are rarely unreasonable, not to mention the two of them are standing at the door. If that person really dared to take money and do nothing, Zhang Yiming would have smashed his eyes. The door will definitely not make life easier for the other party.

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't speak again.

The Tibetan mastiff in the iron cage next to it stopped barking loudly, but scratched its paws on the railing from time to time, making harsh sounds.

Time becomes very long.

For ten minutes, there was no movement in the courtyard.

"Have you gone and never returned?"

Wang Hao snorted softly, not a sneer, but an exclamation for Zhang Yiming's simplicity.

"will not."

Zhang Yiming's tone was as firm as ever.

"Who are you trying to catch? Hou Tuzi is not a simple person in Tongyuan County. Most of the things he handles are entrusted by others, and they can't be solved with money."

Ever since he came out of school, Wang Hao has never asked Zhang Yiming why he came to find Hou Tuzi, and Zhang Yiming just heard about the word "hunting people".

"I'm at the same table."

"You're at the same table? That dark, dark gourd?"

Zhang Yiming nodded.

"How did he mess with Baldy Hou?"

"I do not know either."

"Then how can you be sure that he is in Hou Baldzi's hands?"

"Guess."

Zhang Yiming can only say this, he can't say that this happened in his previous life, so he knows it?

Guess what?

Wang Hao was a little angry, did Zhang Yiming treat Bald Hou as Sunday?

Has he ever thought about what they would do if they were not in Baldy Hou's hands? With Baldy Hou's personality, it would be good if they didn't break their legs.

Just when Wang Hao was about to speak, footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

"Come in, you two!"

Zhang Yiming didn't hesitate, and walked into the yard without hesitation. On the contrary, Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, and then followed Zhang Yiming.

The courtyard in front of me is a slender strip, not wide, but very long. Zhang Yiming visually measured it to be about a hundred meters long, but the width is less than three meters. There are half-height concrete fences built on both sides, where people really leave. Not even a meter.

The layout of this courtyard is obviously a routine that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. From this, it can be seen that this Baldy Hou is indeed not simple.

The man just yelled before, but he didn't go to the gate. It wasn't until Zhang Yiming and Wang Hao walked to the innermost side of the yard that they saw the man squatting beside Yangjing, tying his shoelaces.

"Go, go in, why, are you afraid? It's too late to be afraid now."

The man glanced at Zhang Yiming jokingly and said.

Zhang Yiming's health is not good. Once he is exposed to the wind for a long time, his face will not turn red, but will turn paler. The man naturally thought that Zhang Yiming was scared.

"go in."

The man twitched the corner of his mouth, his bumpy face looked disgusting.

"Come on, then go in."

The man walked in front, Zhang Yiming followed closely behind, and the distance between Zhang Yiming and Zhang Yiming was less than one meter.

Outside the house is the hallway, which is partitioned by a wooden sliding door with a painting of Yangliu Qingnian pasted on it, and a poster of the Four Heavenly Kings is pasted on the wall next to it, which looks a bit nondescript.

After passing the partition, there are two rooms in the east and west, and each room is hung with door curtains, army green cotton curtains, which tightly cover the inside of the room.

In the middle of the several rooms is still the corridor, but there is a mahjong table with unpacked mahjong placed in a mess, the door of the room facing the partition corridor is not closed tightly, Zhang Yiming Taking a glance at the opportunity, he saw the corner of the white clothes.

(End of this chapter)