I want to be a good person

"Smell it, it's pure, cloud soil, nothing mixed in. If it's processed, how much can it be sold for? Can this kind of stuff be sold for 5 dollars per ounce?"

"For me"

After a moment of hesitation, the man pounced on her like a wolf.

Zhang Aiguo retracted his hand and laughed twice.

"It's definitely not okay to not do something. What, you still want to rob? With your body, you can only steal."

"Let me smell it, I'll put my hands behind my back and smell it, and everything will be fine, please, I'll even kneel down for you"

After saying that, he really knelt on the ground with a plop.

"call"

The man first exhaled hard, then took two deep breaths, closed his eyes to savor the taste, and looked so intoxicated that Zhang Aiguo wanted to kick him twice.

"It's not cloud soil, it should be border soil, or frozen soil, produced in the Northeast, very strong, only the Japanese have this stuff"

“Hey, you can even smell it.”

"What's the big deal? All Chahar has sold in the past two years are border territories, such as Xitu, Jiaotu, and Ningtu. The Japanese and the bandits are all behind it. The Japanese are behind it."

"What? I just feel sorry for you. You've been in the restaurant for a long time, so you should know."

"Give me the opium first. I will feel at ease holding it in my hands."

"OK"

The man took the opium and took several deep breaths.

“It smells really good.”

"Hurry up, tell me so you can go home and smoke. One piece is enough for you to smoke for a long time."

"Well, ask sir."

"How many guards are there? How many Japanese soldiers are there?"

"The six guards are all Chinese, and the shopkeeper and accountant are also Chinese."

'No Japanese'

"There are three of them fixed here, and people come to look for them from time to time."

“Do the Japanese also smoke opium?”

"No, there was a short guy who wanted to try it, and he got spanked a dozen times. Both sides of his mouth were bleeding. He kept nodding and saying 'Hi' all the time."

"How do you know that? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Hey, I used to be rich, I had a private room, a little girl to serve me, and I could have sex after smoking. My dick was smooth and tender. Now I'm poor. In the past, their big rooms had to serve me carefully. I saw them when I was wandering around, and I knew several of the people who often came here."

"Do the security guards have any weapons?"

"There are pistols in wooden boxes"

“How much?”

"I really don't know. Every time I see them, there are only three or four of them, all carrying weapons. There are also bandits and thieves in this city."

"Are there any dogs?"

"No, everyone thinks dogs' barking disturbs people and affects smoking, so they don't allow them to be raised."

“How much did you spend?”

"If you don't have 10,000, you have to have 8,000. I lost more when I gambled. It's because I lost so much that I wanted to smoke a few cigarettes to relieve my fatigue."

"Where are their accounting offices and warehouses?"

The man was a little alert, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the opium in his hand.

"There is a separate room inside, guarded by two men. I saw it once when I came to redeem the mortgaged deed."

“Yeah, I understand.”

"Sir, do you have any other questions? I'll go back and take a couple of puffs."

"It's okay, go away, be at ease"

"Why"

"No, An Xin..."

"Boom"

Zhang Aiguo struck the opponent on the neck with his palm, and the opponent's neck lost its bones and slowly went limp.

"You are already a walking corpse. Living is just a waste of air. It is better to make some contribution and reincarnate early."

There are few people in the alley behind the tobacco shop. Knowing that it is the Japanese's business, people try to avoid it because the Japanese are never reasonable.

Zhang Aiguo walked around and had an idea in his mind. It was easy to deal with without the dogs, and the remaining thing was the making of the knockout incense. The two police leaders had these things at home, and the one found in Shimen was more complete. When he counted, he found that there were thread-bound books that he got from nowhere. There were knockout incense in the room, for medicine for dogs, for fun, for humans and animals, and they could be used when you meet someone while walking. They also told you the taboos and the cracking of making and using them. They were all the wisdom of the ancients and their experience. He gave them countless thumbs up in his heart. It is said that the police and criminals are one family, and it seems that the reputation is well-deserved.

He bought the ingredients separately at the pharmacy, and some of the main medicines could only be bought at one pharmacy. However, this still caught the attention of the old master in the pharmacy, who looked at him a few more times.

Zhang Aiguo originally thought that the other party would say a few words, but he didn't say a word. All he got in return was a few more glances. He guessed that he was an expert and understood all these things.

Passing by a brothel, I saw the technicians escorting people out. In the cold weather, they were wearing high-slit long-hem cheongsams, with permed hair, looking very charming. They waved handkerchiefs in their hands and said goodbye to the men in a coquettish voice: "Boss, come and see me often. I still have some unique skills that I haven't used yet. I'll make you happy next time."

The man looked very steady. He smiled and clapped his hands. His every move seemed that of an official, but more like a regular customer of the flower garden.

"Okay, okay, I'll serve you well next time. I'll reward you. I'll make you scream your heart out."

"Oh, it's already so big, it can't grow any longer, I can't even hold it when I walk."

"Hahaha"

Men are full of presence, maybe it's 13 seconds, maybe it's 5 minutes. The technicians' praise is usually fake, just to comfort and care for men's self-esteem. Duration is also the easiest subject to fake.

What men hate most is being told no!

The Book of Rites says: Food, sex, and love are the greatest desires of human beings.

The technician has a round and plump face, with the dignified and elegant face that was popular in the Republic of China. Not the pointed chin and snake-like face of internet celebrities in her previous life. Maybe it was because people’s lives were difficult and they couldn’t get enough to eat, so they liked plump faces.

Zhang Aiguo's young body was filled with awe at the opponent's charm. If there were no special medicine, he would have rushed in, whipped his horse, and fought for six hundred rounds.

Back then, Chiang Kai-shek was indulging in women and spent a long time treating his illness. No one knows whether he got better or worse afterwards, and it was not written in his diary.

Go now!

A word popped up in Zhang Aiguo's mind: his will is too weak and cannot stand the test. He is still young.

Today's technicians are also miserable people. Their backgrounds are all quite tragic. I have never heard of any of them entering the industry voluntarily. They are all trying to make a living. Smoking opium makes them unable to leave this profitable flesh trade.

Zhang Aiguo was sitting in a rickshaw carrying several large bags of medicines when he suddenly remembered that he should have condoms, but he forgot to go to a western pharmacy or foreign goods store to ask.

The first person described in China was Zhang Deyi, who was in England at the time. He wore kidney clothes and put a crown on the head of Longyang to avoid disease.

When I left, it was dark, the lights were on, and a half-moon was hanging in a corner, emitting a cold and lonely light. The voices of people on the east side of the bridge were bustling, making it even more lively.

I knocked on the door and waited for a while, and Zhao Xinyu came out.

Zhang Aiguo knew that the other party was waiting for him, so he would definitely not go to bed early and listened carefully to the noise.

"Sir, you are back"

After saying that, he was startled when he saw the medicine bag in his hand.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you buy so many medicines?"

"No problem, just some handicrafts. I found a guy to come tomorrow morning."

"Handmade? Fine, give him the room to live in."

"A family of three"

“It costs a lot of money”

"I feel relieved when I have something to worry about. He is also a martial artist."

"I'll pour some water for you to wash your feet"

"Well, bring that basin over here and wash the area where you're working."

The weather was a bit cold and the quilt was too heavy, making it difficult to adjust posture, so Zhang Aiguo did not perform well.

After a while, the young and energetic performance of the pulley began again with the beating of gongs and drums. The melodious singing and the humming and chanting rang out, surrounding the room, and there were occasional applause and cheers.

The night is like the world, with only a cold moonlight left.