Southern tide

Chapter 18 18

After all, Mu Yang couldn't leave Cao Sheng alone.He was the only one who grew up with Mu Yang.

He grabbed a shirt jacket and was about to go out.Zhou Mingxiu was worried and insisted on following.

They rode motorcycles onto the cross-river bridge, and the evening wind blew their hair and clothes backwards. He had never felt Zhou Ming's sheathed palms were so hot before, but now he was holding his waist tightly, and Mu Yang felt his legs soft.

That nightclub is not in any serious place, there are Internet cafes, bars, discos and chess and card rooms on one street.The atmosphere is smoky, and there are many people with miscellaneous eyes.But when they arrived, they saw Cao Sheng handing out money at the door.

One after another, new large-denomination banknotes were all issued to women. Unfortunately, they were counterfeit.

Cao Sheng probably doesn't even remember that all the wealth he owns are nothing but counterfeit coins.

Mu Yang walked over and grabbed Cao Sheng by the collar of his clothes, but before he could scold him, he was thrown away heavily by Cao Sheng.He put Mu Yang away like a piece of trash, and opened his mouth to let him go.

Mu Yang became angry on the spot: "You fucking reported my name in the bureau and asked me to take the blame for you, now you're slapping me?"

Cao Sheng's ignorance is even more rampant than reasoning: "Fuck/You/Mom, leave me alone."

Then sprinkle the brand new red pen and paper with a large denomination into the air.Others swarmed up, and he stood motionless in it, as if drenched in blood.

madman.

If it weren't for the sideways pedestrians everywhere on the street, Mu Yang would fight him on the spot.But he took a long breath, it was rare that he had such a good temper, and suppressed the fire.

He is doing Cao Sheng a face.

Last face.

Impatiently, he dismissed those women who were pestering Cao Sheng, but was pushed by the woman coquettishly.It was only when the women got closer that he realized that those women with heavy makeup were all of the same profession.A profession that walks in the dark.And there are many young children among them, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Turning around, I found a row of people standing coldly behind Cao Sheng, looking at them like clowns.These people are the staff of the nightclub, waiting for Cao Sheng to finish his drinking madness, and then drag him in to settle the bill.

Mu Yang left Cao Sheng behind and walked straight up: "How much do you want to pay, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he fumbled for the banknotes in his pocket.However, the other party said: "It's not about the money. After calling you, he also called our boss."

Mu Yang paused: "Why did he hit—"

Before he finished speaking, the drunk ran over from behind, throwing Mu Yang into a stagger——Cao Sheng smelled of vodka all over his body, who knows how many big bottles this little bastard drank.

He grabbed Mu Yang's arm and refused to let him take out the money, cursing: "Fuck you, your boss is a beast, you are all fucking garbage, you..."

You are all grandsons who cannibalize people and don’t spit out bones, so you have been cursing vaguely for a long time.

In the end, Mu Yang didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, so he slammed him against the wall: "Shut up." He said, "Cao Sheng, this is the last time."

The phrase "the last time" seemed to make Cao Sheng quiet for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he sneered: "Don't be the last time. Just leave me alone now."

Mu Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with him any more, and followed him into the store: "How much do you need to be private."

The other party stretched out his fingers and made a skillful gesture of seven, obviously handling such things with ease.

Mu Yang stopped: "I don't have that much money."

"If you don't have money, find a note. You will spend two more years in prison." The other party said, "Four thousand for the boss, one thousand for the waiter, one thousand for cleaning up the place, and one thousand for the wine. Look at the crooked tables and chairs, I will count you Very cheap."

Mu Yang was silent for a long time, and took out a stack of new banknotes from his pocket.I went to the bank to get it before going out, but it could only be parked in his hand for a short ten minutes.He hasn't touched it enough.

He ordered and ordered, and in the end he was still a few hundred dollars short.At this time, Cao Sheng picked up a wooden stick from nowhere, and headed for the wine cabinet.There was no one in the nightclub, only glass shards, but the clerk didn't stop it, because the more Cao Sheng smashed, the more they could ask Mu Yang Shizi.So Zhou Mingsheath quickly ran over and grabbed him.

He poured a glass of cold water on Cao Sheng's face—very merciful, he didn't touch——Cao Sheng quieted down.

Mu Yang rummaged through all his pockets, but he didn't find any more money.He was silent for a moment, then walked towards Zhou Ming's sheath.However, before he could speak, Zhou Mingxiu preemptively said, "You shouldn't bother him."

Mu Yang didn't speak.

Cao Sheng laughed instead: "Did you hear that? Leave me alone."

Mu Yang lowered his eyes.He gave Cao Sheng a hard kick: "I asked you to save money. You agreed at the time. Now that you have caused trouble, you can't come to me. Where's your money?"

Cao Sheng looked at him with a smile: "There is no real money, but fake banknotes are tens of millions. Which one do you want, Brother Mu?" He laughed loudly: "Money? Money has a purpose! I burned it all! It burned to ashes There is nothing left, all raised!"

Cao Sheng leaned back and forth like a lunatic, while Zhou Mingshe took a step back, watching him coldly spitting out the night's food on the ground.

He has gone completely crazy, Mu Yang knows.It's not just alcoholism, it's...

A kind of madness.

Mu Yang thought of the day when he dragged his car with a knife, and his heart sank.

Something happened to Cao Sheng.

Realizing this, he suppressed the fire in his heart and said nothing more.He turned and went back to the counter.

Zhou Mingxiu saw his plan and immediately shouted: "Mu Yang!"

Mu Yang paid no attention to it, and took out the sterling silver necklace from his clothes: "This is worth five hundred. You can take it to any shop as a pawn. I'll buy the extra money and you shut up."

The clerk squinted his eyes and weighed it for a moment, then agreed.

Mu Yang turned around and kicked Cao Sheng from the stairs to the street.

They leave the club.

Cao Sheng was too drunk, he couldn't go anywhere, and the hotel wouldn't accept him, because they knew that such people came from unknown sources and couldn't stay.In the end, Mu Yang could only take him to a beef hot pot restaurant downstairs, which was open all night and had a wide variety of beer, specially prepared for cockroaches like them.

Just didn't eat, Mu Yang thought.

He dragged Cao Sheng forward like a huge burden.

Zhou Ming didn't eat the sheath, so he sat beside him.

They mixed sand tea sauce and bean paste, poured green onion and coriander, and asked for three flower toes, spoon handles, hanging dragons and beef balls.They sat in the white mist of the clear soup pot, and couldn't see each other's faces clearly. After ordering, Zhou Mingshea glanced at the menu price: "You are bullying others, and you are going to eat the king's meal?"

Mu Yang glanced at him: "It's not that poor yet."

Zhou Ming paused: "Isn't the end of the mountain?"

Mu Yang sneered.

Zhou Mingshea immediately thought about it: "Did you sell poorly just now?" It turned out that the boy just said "no money" just to pretend to be pitiful, and tricked the clerk to give him 300 yuan less.Zhou Mingshe asked, "Is the necklace fake too?"

"No," Mu Yang shook his head, "The necklace is sterling silver. It's real. And even if it's not sterling silver...it's real."

Zhou Mingxiu still doesn't know whose photo is in the necklace.

The two of them took one chopstick after another, filling their stomachs in silence in the night.The boss who is over fifty years old sits with his feet crossed watching a small TV, and doesn't care about their movements at all.

He is a lonely old bachelor who has been a butcher for five years and a vegetable farmer for five years, and then has been running this small shop.He has seen many different kinds of people, and has no fear or expectation of life and death, so nothing scares him.

They eat meat, Cao Sheng sleeps.He finally finished the trouble, lying on the edge of the plastic round table like a dead pig dreaming.He didn't make any sound of snoring, just like a child, until Zhou Mingxie and Mu Yang finished drinking two and a half bottles of beer, then he got up with lowered eyes.

Now it looked like he was awake.

Mu Yang unwrapped the disposable chopsticks and handed them over: "Eat." He said concisely, "When you're done eating, don't see each other."

It turned out that this was a grand break-off meal.

Cao Sheng slept so that his eye sockets were red and swollen, and there was blood on his cheekbones.He understood Mu Yang's words, stared at the chopsticks silently for a moment, and finally took them.There is no never-ending feast.

However, he only ate two chopsticks, smashed the chopsticks, and opened a bottle of wine: "The car was confiscated. I am sorry for this matter, I will pay you, and I will not contact you in the future." Cao Sheng said.

Mu Yang concentrated on scooping up yams in the pot.He scooped one up for himself, then looked down for the next one.He picked up an extremely complete and round piece, put it in Zhou Ming's sheath bowl, raised his chin at him, and ignored Cao Sheng.

Cao Sheng added: "There is also the money you advanced for me. You can count the interest on the total amount, and I will pay it back together in two days."

Mu Yang took another hand-made beef ball from the pot and threw it into the bowl.He looked at the light gray beef balls stained with the color of fermented bean curd and sand tea sauce, like the earth rolling in the deep black of the universe, and fiddled with it carelessly with his chopsticks.

After a long while, I finally appreciated it, took a few breaths, and said to Cao Sheng, "I don't want it, it's too dirty."

Cao Sheng was silent: "I didn't mean to let you take the blame. You know I'm not clean."

"It's not that I didn't let you wash your hands in the golden basin. You didn't listen."

"I can't leave, Mu Yang."

"You fart." Mu Yang said, "Old Chen asked you to trick them to the hotel entrance, take them and others to catch all the stolen goods, you agreed. That winter was only three degrees, it rained heavily, and it was cold and cold. People squatted for three days, but you didn't come," Mu Yang said, "It's not that you can't leave, you just don't want to."

Cao Sheng sneered, and put the bottle down with a snap: "What do you know?"

"I don't understand. Yes, you are unlucky, and you are justified, so you use fake banknotes to harm people like you."

"If they don't look for me, they will look for someone else."

"How do you think your sister died?"

Cao Sheng stopped suddenly, and in the next second, he smashed the wine bottle to the ground with a "smack", shattering into thousands of pieces of glass.It was shining like a galaxy, but it reflected the cold and stern brows of the young man.

The room was quiet for a moment, just for a moment.For a split second, they looked into each other's eyes, as if trying to pierce each other with their gaze.The only thing in the room was the creaking of the fan, which sounded like the wind was weeping when it was whipped by the fan blades.Suddenly it rained heavily outside, with a "swipe".A fly flew in to hide and landed on the copper pot.

"Buzz", "buzz".

It flapped its wings like this, endlessly, as if it would never stop.

But it did stop.

Just when it folded its wings and slept peacefully on a piece of hot hanging dragon, there was a thunder outside the house.Under the thunder, Cao Sheng suddenly overturned the table and rushed towards Mu Yang.And Zhou Mingshea also stood up almost at the same time, turned around and blocked Mu Yang behind him.

It's a pity that Mu Yang moved faster than him.

They already knew the other was looking for a fight because they were too.They were suppressed to the extreme, they had nowhere to go, and they were destined to explode at the same moment.

Mu Yang avoided the overturned table, deftly kicked the plastic stool aside, and split Cao Sheng's fist with a knife.

"Don't worry about it." He only had time to tell Zhou Mingshea such a sentence.

Then, the two wild dogs bit each other, splashing hot soup.

It was raining heavily.