Chapter 549 You fooled me
This woman looks ordinary, with a thin body and dark skin, but she is very clean. Although her clothes are tattered, they are not dirty, and her face and other parts are exposed There is no trace of dirt on his skin. Compared with the dirty blind streams that Chu Heng saw along the way, it looks a little different. It can be regarded as a flower in the scrap yard.
However, this is also relative, it is just a matter of choosing the taller one among the short ones.
As far as this woman's appearance is concerned, she is just an ordinary woman outside. Even Aunt Sun, who has raised eight children, is better than her!
At least they have enough money...
Therefore, not to mention that Chu Heng had something to do today, even if he had nothing to do, he would not like her.
After the influence of Xiao Ni and Xiao Niu, this grandson’s current vision is not ordinary!
Chu Heng looked at the woman with an inquiring look in his eyes. He was very curious about what kind of difficulties could make such a weak-looking woman leave her home, even willing to betray herself. The body chooses to survive rather than return to its hometown.
Killing? set fire? Or is it other reasons?
When the woman saw Chu Heng looking at her without saying a word, she thought he was interested in her. However, due to the presence of outsiders or the fact that it was the first time she experienced this scene, she felt a little embarrassed.
Then she saw a hint of cunning flash in her eyes, she took a few steps forward, came to Chu Heng's side, and gently pulled off the already tattered collar, and suddenly she felt happy.
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva.
“Brother, my price is not expensive, the cheapest one outside is only 3 cents.” The woman smiled charmingly and reached out to Chu Heng: “Come on, it’s only 2 cents, for you For a person like this, it’s just one or two packs of cigarettes. I’ll help you get comfortable!”
Chu Heng was startled, as if he was avoiding a snake or a scorpion! He hurriedly withdrew his hand, turned to look at the middle-aged man next to him, and said helplessly: "No, brother, is this how you welcome guests?"
"Go, go, stay here, This is the guest invited by Boss Cen." The middle-aged man looked away without any trace, stepped forward and pushed the woman away, then turned around and led Chu Heng forward.
But the woman didn't want to miss such a big fat sheep, so she shouted from behind unwillingly: "Brother, sister is always here, you can come anytime!"
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and stood at his feet. The pace is faster.
The two of them continued walking, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and after passing several mountains of waste, they came to the outside of a slightly regular hut.
This hut is basically built with whole blue bricks. It looks like it is more than 20 square meters. The roof is also covered with old black tiles. There is also glass on the windows. Although it is also crooked, it is better than outside. Those shacks built with broken bricks and rotten wooden boards are much better.
At this time, Cen Hao was sweating profusely and practicing boxing in front of the big wooden stake that was as thick as two people's arms.
His upper body was shirtless and soaked with sweat, and his powerful muscles full of explosive power glowed with bronze under the reflection of the sun. As he moved, the bulging muscles like little mice began to mess around on his body. It looked a little scary when it jumped up.
His moves are somewhat like Bajiquan, but not entirely. Although they are equally strong and fast, hard to hit, there are also some other things mixed in, which are more flexible than Bajiquan. Some.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Cen Hao hit the wooden stake crazily, with his palms, fists, elbows, knees, shoulders and back all becoming his targets of attack The weapon was powerful and heavy every time, without sparing any force, and the wooden pile it hit could not help but tremble.
Chu Heng looked at Cen Hao, who looked like a mad tiger, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He subconsciously touched his arm, feeling a faint swelling and pain.
In the future, before I understand the opponent's strength, I will never fight with anyone...
He swore secretly.
At this moment, the middle-aged man leading the way stepped forward and was about to call Cen Hao, who was obsessed with practicing boxing.
Chu Heng quickly stopped him, threw him a pack of cigarettes, and sent him away. Then he parked the car aside and stood with his arms folded, admiring Cen Hao's boxing practice.
At this glance, half an hour has passed.
Cen Hao, who seemed never tired, finally got tired of fighting. Panting, he put away his posture, reached for the torn towel hanging on the top of the wooden stake, wiped the sweat from his face, turned his back to Chu Heng, and used Mo De's emotional voice greeted: "You're here."
Chu Heng, who had just taken out a cigarette and was about to light it, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that he was talking to himself. Are you a little polite?
Why don’t you show your face when talking to customers?
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids and snorted angrily: "Yeah!"
"When did you come?" Cen Hao wiped the sweat from his body, still not turning to look at him.
“Bah!”
Chu Heng lit the cigarette, puffed out the smoke, and said calmly: “It’s been a while!”
“Why didn’t I see it? ”
“You’re so blind!”
...
The expression on Cen Hao's face froze, and after a moment of silence, he threw away the towel, turned his head with a long face and glanced sideways at the bastard who ruined the atmosphere, waved to him, and wiped himself away. Walk towards the hut.
"Come in."
"Pretending!" Chu Heng curled his lips and followed him into the house.
The layout of this room is very simple, just a bed, a chest of drawers, a table, and a few chairs.
"Sit down!" Cen Hao pointed to the dirty chair beside the table, walked over to the chest of drawers, took out two plates of food and put them on the table, and then brought a small ceramic wine jar with them. Tableware.
“Crunch!”
He pulled out the chair rudely, sat down, pointed at the things on the table, and said to Chu Heng, who was looking at the dishes on the plate in a daze: "It's my fault that I trouble you without asking you clearly. I'll take this drink today as my fault." I'm sorry."
"Why are you using pickle sticks to apologize?" Chu Heng pointed at the two plates with a dark face, one with pickled radish sticks on it, and There were scrambled eggs that had been cooled for a long time, but the portion was very small, so it was probably just one.
Cen Hao glanced at him and said with a sneer: "What? The food and wine of a poor man like me can't satisfy the eyes of a wealthy man like you?"
"Young master, I'm crying for poverty!"
Chu Heng curled his lips, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the eggs, and said angrily: "I remember that you are a local in Sijiu City, and you also have a job, no matter what You're not that poor, right? Just give me a try sincerely!"
"You can think whatever you want. It's all about this dish, whether you like it or not! Anyway, that's what I'm thinking about." Cen Hao leaned back. On the back of the chair, he tilted his head and squinted at him, looking naughty.
“Drink! Why don’t you drink!”
Chu Heng slammed his chopsticks on the table and made a please gesture with a dark face: “Come on, don’t you say you want to apologize? Well? Then punish yourself with three cups!”
"Are you sure?" Cen Hao looked at him with a strange expression.
"What? Don't you dare?" Chu Heng crossed his arms, raised his head, pointed his nostrils at him, and hummed: "I don't care about the food. If you don't drink the wine, it will be real. There is no sincerity at all! "
"Okay, don't you have to be sincere? Three cups, right? I'll drink it now!" Cen Hao bared his teeth and started pouring himself wine, drinking three cups in one go. Didn't even eat any food.
“Are you satisfied?” He smiled and turned it upside down, indicating that not a drop was left.
“It’s okay.” Chu Heng, who felt the sincerity, nodded with satisfaction, then pushed his wine glass over and said, “Here, pour the wine, let’s have a good chat with you today.”
"What kind of wine should I pour?"
(End of this chapter)