I want to be a good person

Zhang Aiguo looked at the other person's sincere face, without thinking, to give the other person time to think carefully, he turned around and put away the truck first, it was a good thing for hauling goods!

"Come on, tell me. I know that people like you have a backup plan. You hid a lot of valuables in advance. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. I understand very well. What if the higher-ups use you as a target?"

"I am hiding in..."

Zhang Aiguo heard the other person's voice getting lower and lower, and he leaned his head forward uncontrollably.

I felt a sudden palpitation for no apparent reason, and quickly tilted my head back, along with my shoulders.

"whoosh"

A small blade rolled out from under the other person's tongue, and he stretched out his teeth to bite it and scratched it across Zhang Aiguo's arm.

The sharp blade cut through his clothes directly, and his right shoulder was higher when he leaned back, just in time to catch it.

It happened very quickly, and blood started to flow out as it hurt, staining the clothes red.

"Haha, that's amazing, that's amazing, this guy has a razor blade hidden in his mouth, he must be a real expert."

Seeing that his attack missed, the man surnamed Diao spat out the blade and began to laugh: "You bastard, you are quick to react. Come on, I am not afraid of torture. If you frown, you are the son of a bitch."

Zhang Aiguo saw that the opponent's blade was just an old Western razor blade, but it was split in two. It was his specialty.

"It's fine to keep your mouth shut. I'll go back to Beiping City later and take a look at your house. If you have any sons or grandchildren, I'll bring them with me to keep you company. A family should be together so they won't be lonely on the road."

"You little bastard, you want to scare me? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"I admire heroes, but what you did is not fair. Wait a minute."

The car started again and slowly reversed.

"Come on, pay for your pleasure."

The other party didn't say anything, but stared at Niu Dali in the car.

"Hey man, don't hold on to it. Money is something you can't bring with you when you are born, and you can't take with you when you die. I don't want your real money, I just want some for your backup."

"Pooh"

"Look at you. You are old and have lived a long life, but this means that your descendants will have a short life. What's the old saying? What's it called? Oh, biting your children and chewing your grandchildren. You are directly inviting disaster."

"Da Li, come and meet your uncle."

There was hatred in the eyes of Niu Dali and the other two, and they wished they could skin him alive.

"Da Li, do you know where your uncle's home is?"

"Know"

"Okay, tell me. I'll go back today and invite your uncle's family to come over."

"Good man, the affairs of the underworld are the affairs of the underworld, and the troubles should not affect your children."

"Shut up, what is the underworld? What the hell did you do? You forgot it. I hate people like you the most, double standard dogs"

"Sir, I tell you"

Dali, please don't, Uncle Master, please leave a way for Uncle Master to escape."

"Hey, this guy is so shameless. You didn't even think of giving Dali a way out at the beginning."

"Da Li, Uncle Shi is wrong. It is the Japanese who want to deal with you boxers. I can't do anything about it."

"My dear man, I will compensate you, I will compensate you, and I will tell you the spare point."

Damn, this old guy is now adding drama to himself, leaving seeds of doubt and destroying the relationship between the two of them. What is compensation?

The nails will really hit the ground, and as time goes by, the buried seeds may sprout.

"I don't want your compensation. All your things belong to you, sir."

Zhang Aiguo observed Niu Dali's expression and estimated his psychological activities.

Even so, there will still be some impact.

"Da Li, tell me what to do, send him to death or let him go."

"I…"

"Da Li, it was my uncle who was confused for a moment. It's really not my fault. It's all the devil's fault. I originally wanted to bring your sister back to the mansion to support her."

"How to support her? Should I marry her as my concubine?"

"Master, you are possessed by a ghost. I apologize to you."

"Sir, I want to plead for my uncle. He was very kind to me in the beginning."

"Okay, if you want to repay the favor and let him go, we'll let him go."

Things took a turn for the better. Diao quickly told out his address, gave up some of his extra income, and with a chance of survival, he found a house near the city gate.

He used the steel knife in his hand to cut the hemp rope that bound him.

"Uncle Master, we owe each other nothing from now on."

"My Lord, your master has found a good disciple."

"Goodbye"

After saluting, he turned around and went back the way he came.

"Pah pah"

Two gunshots were fired.

The other person paused, then without hesitation, fell forward with a bang, and chose the ground.

Zhang Aiguo walked up to him, turned his foot around, and shot him in the forehead again.

Then he was thrown into a ditch. No one cared about the dead. The value of the common people was that they could not make any sound even when they farted.

If this boss falls today, a new one will soon appear. Officials and the devils still care about business, and there is never a shortage of scapegoats.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

"You promised to let him go, so let him go."

"But you?"

"You promised it, I didn't promise him."

"If we let him go, we will be in great trouble. Dali, when dealing with evil people, you have to eliminate the evil and leave no room for error. Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss. Do you think he will retaliate against you?"

"I see."

"Besides, if you're not afraid, what about your sister and your grandmother? Do you really think that the Jianghu is the Jianghu? That's a lie. People are just bowing their heads temporarily to recover. The key is to cut the grass and eradicate it completely."

"I"

"It's okay, let's get in the car and leave first."

It is probably impossible to enter Peking at this time, and I don’t know whether the city gate is closed.

After walking for a while, they saw a carriage inn. Zhang Aiguo said, "You guys stay at the inn tonight. I'll buy a mule cart and come over tomorrow morning."

"We listen to Mr.

"Sir, how many of you would like to stay at the hotel?"

"I don't want a large bunk bed, do you have a room?"

"Yes, this way please"

Zhang Aiguo helped Niu Dali down, and the guys rushed forward to help.

After paying the money, I thought about how I hadn’t eaten yet on the way.

"Dude"

"Hey, sir, what do you want?"

“Are there any noodles?”

"Have"

"Go and get four bowls of noodles with rotten meat. Do you have eggs?"

“Yes, both.”

"Go ahead, make some noodles first."

"Okay, wait a moment."

After taking the money, the waiter went to the kitchen and asked the chef to light a fire and cook.

Eggs are a luxurious nutritional product, especially in rural areas and among ordinary people. People usually cannot afford to eat them. They save a few to sell for money to buy some salt.

In my previous life, my mother had to sell eggs at the market to have enough money to buy a pencil and pay tuition. It was all thanks to those hardworking hens that I was able to enjoy compulsory education.

In today's world, grain production is low, there are no fertilizers, no good seeds, and no water conservancy. There is not enough food for people, and there is nothing left after paying taxes. This has to be a year of good weather and good harvests. Once a famine occurs, people can only flee or return to the earth.

After finishing the noodles, I looked at the three people who were a little carsick and told them to rest early.

"Girl, give the medicine to your brother."

"Hey"

The little girl agreed crisply.

The sky was dark, the sun had set long ago, and the moon tried hard to show its face, but was covered by dark clouds.

Zhang Aiguo went out and got on the car. He wanted to go back sooner rather than later.

The villages in the distance were pitch black. Farmers were regarded as the main target for accumulating funds for industrialization or purchasing money for arms, and rural areas were also regarded as the raw material base for industrialization.

The National Government purchased grain at low prices, restricted private transactions, acted as a middleman, and earned the difference, paying an unspeakable price, but was scolded as a country bumpkin and ignored.

There is only giving without any return, in the mouth, in the books, in the dreams.

Zhang Aiguo personally feels that only the bent backs of peasants are responsible for the continuation of civilization, not saints, organizations or dynasties.

The car lights came on, illuminating the road ahead. Although it was a little dim, I could still see clearly.

It’s so dark!