Siheyuan: I, the bully is here, I will die quickly

"What did you say?" Yu Haitang couldn't believe what he heard.

"You said you were close friends with him just now, but now you say he is a spy?" Yu Haitang gave him a blank stare.

"Now this is giving me bullshit, get out of the way!"

Xu Damao took a stride and blocked Yu Haitang's way again.

"It's because we're so close that I can see clearly."

"Otherwise he is so young, how could he bring a gold watch and get something from Su?" Xu Damao said firmly.

"Besides, there are some things in his house that are very valuable. Those things are old things from the capital. How could he have them!"

Yu Haitang was taken aback when she heard this, she had to admit it.

She was indeed puzzled by what Xu Damao said.

"Get out, I think you are jealous of him!" Yu Haitang looked at Xu Damao and refused to move away.

She took a step forward and pushed her palm hard on Xu Damao's chest.

Xu Damao shielded his hand and put the time on Yu Haitang's hand.

Although he was struggling, he staggered and sat on the ground.

But the corner of Xu Damao's mouth raised a smirk.

He said happily in his heart: "This hand is really smooth and tender, even Qin Jingru, a rural girl, can't compare to it."

Xu Damao immediately sat up again, trying to chase after him: "Listen to me carefully, I can't lie to you."

Yu Haitang suddenly turned her head and spat at him.

"You little toilet sweeper spouts blood and touches me, you're so disgusting." Yu Haitang gave Xu Damao a hard look, "If you follow me again, I'll call someone!"

At this moment, there was a sound of closing the door in the middle courtyard.

Xu Damao knew in his heart that this was Zhang Xuemu going out.

He just watched Yu Haitang go out, although Yu Haitang didn't give him a good face today.

But when he touched someone's hand, he felt that he was one step closer.

Moreover, Yu Haitang must have listened to what he said, as long as he heard it, there would be a hurdle in his heart, and that was enough.

Xu Damao immediately hid at home, waiting for Zhang Xuemu to go out.

He always felt that Zhang Xuemu was not simple, and he would be a fool all day outside.

So, he decided to follow him today. Anyway, he works in the factory, and there are two women to help him.

For the work in the men's restroom, he might as well go back to work overtime later.

Xu Damao followed Zhang Xuemu all the way.

Flyover?

Xu Damao never dreamed that he followed Zhang Xuemu to the black market near the bridge.

Zhang Xuemu entered with a secret word to others, and Xu Damao wandered around the door, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he also sneaked in from the alley.

He walked a few steps quickly to catch up with Zhang Xuemu.

"Brother, the big guy just signaled to me that someone sneaked in with you." The fat old man took out a black cloth bag from his arms.

Zhang Xuemu nodded: "Don't look at him, don't worry." He took it and opened the black cloth bag to look at it.

There are gold nuggets, gold earrings, gold bracelets.

"Well, these are what I asked for before. You should give the money to others. Don't steal it. I will buy it from them in the future."

Zhang Xuemu stuffed the black cloth bag into his clothes, and looked at the things on the stall.

He then laughed and said: "It seems that your master's craftsmanship is good, and the speed has gradually increased recently, you keep the money."

Zhang Xuemu gave him a wad of money as he spoke, and the fat old man also packed a few items and handed them to Zhang Xuemu.

"Master said, he will definitely handle what you told him to do properly!" The fat old man said with a smile.

"Brother, do you need us to deal with that person behind you?"

Zhang Xuemu immediately said with an unhappy face: "No, don't tell me that in the future!"

"We are businessmen, remember!"

The fat old head was sounded the alarm, he immediately became serious and nodded.

"Yes, yes, my little brother taught me the lesson, I remember it!"

From a distance, Xu Damao saw Zhang Xuemu hand over a wad of money to others, and took a lot of things.

"Well, Zhang Xuemu, I knew you were cunning."

"How dare you buy so many old antiques on the black market, your wad of money is probably embezzled."

"No wonder you're not afraid of being sued for corruption at all. You just exchanged money for things!"

Xu Damao's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

"You wait for me, don't let me find out where you are hiding, otherwise."

Xu Damao immediately followed Zhang Xuemu, he wanted to see where Zhang Xuemu was going to hide his things.

Knowing that someone was following behind, Zhang Xuemu smiled slightly.

He has been doing things frankly in the black market.

But it looks high-profile to others. The reason why he is not afraid is because he has different physical functions from ordinary people.

In addition, few people in this era dare to commit crimes.

Stealing things like sticks, if it weren't for the protection of the people in the compound, they would be pulled out and shot.

Xu Damao followed all the way from a distance, and finally found that Zhang Xuemu went directly back to the compound and entered the house.

He hid outside the gate of the middle courtyard. When he looked puzzled, Zhang Xuemu came out of the house empty-handed and locked the door.

"Director Zhang?" Xu Damao met at the door of the house, and followed Zhang Xuemu with a smile.

"Brother Xu, why are you at home?" Zhang Xuemu asked lightly.

Xu Damao smiled and said, "Isn't my birthday coming soon? Today I went to the market outside to buy some things. It's just over the flyover."

What he said was actually to tell Zhang Xuemu that he had discovered his little secret.

"What a coincidence? Why didn't I see you just now?" Zhang Xuemu looked at Xu Damao kindly.

On the contrary, Xu Damao was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

When he realized it, Zhang Xuemu had already walked away on his bicycle with a smile.

Zhang Xuemu was amused: Xu Damao, Xu Damao, I thought I recruited someone to worry about.

He shook his head and smiled, it turned out to be you again idiot!

Xu Damao looked at Zhang Xuemu's back, and then at the direction of Zhang Xuemu's house in the middle school.

He snorted coldly: "Boy, I'm afraid you don't know what you have done!"