Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 282 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 37
The supervisor didn't say much, and the expert group continued to discuss.

There are still differences.

The way of thinking is different.

There are also operational differences.

Lu Youming knew that if he operated by himself, he could only draw a rough drawing, and he couldn't draw such a detailed picture.

He can practice and make bombs, but the expert group is not necessarily.

They have a lot of theoretical knowledge.

Also have some experience.

But they are not the same as they can make their own bombs, various types, different explosive kits.

Lu Youming left silently, looking at the construction site, with his own design in his eyes.

the way he...

The purpose of blasting is different, and the choice is different.

Destruction is very different from production.

Lu Youming consciously thought about how to design it more properly if it was for production.

Cui Hangxing walked over, "Want to join the blasting team?"

Lu Youming stared at him without making a sound.

"It's not impossible. I'll tell the supervisor to let you do errands, and you can learn something along the way."

Lu Youming turned his eyes away, he might as well be an electrician.

"They are college students, high-achieving students, and have experience, so it is impossible for you to let them do it." Cui Hangxing approached and whispered.

Lu Youming remained silent.

"Unless you can go to a school, even a technical secondary school. I have the ability to help you run." Cui Hangxing said.

once……

It was ten years ago, what else is there to say.

Say, what if I continue to study?
Say, if at the beginning, what would happen?

Is this interesting?

Lu Youming doesn't think about the past, nor does he think about what if.But he felt that if he wanted to do it, he would be no worse than them.

Lu Youming stayed and became an electrician.

At the request of Cui Hangxing, the supervisor gave "special care" and allowed Lu Youming to stop working and study with him when there was blasting.

Of course, if you don't work, you don't have money.

For some reason, Lu Youming felt motivation.

He went to the bookstore, bought books, and learned professional blasting knowledge.

Every day at dawn, I set off to the bus station.

Come back at night and study by the light.

In June, Lu Youming opened the cabinet and found that something was missing unexpectedly.

The clothes in the bag were gone.

The shoes in the shoe box were also missing.

Turning his head to look at Fuchen, Fuchen was lying on the bed and fast asleep.

All she had left was the two sets of clothes she had changed.

These days, the door locks have not changed.

Almost all the dust was handed over to the uncle and Xiaojie's mother.

Lu Youming sat on the small bench in Fuchen, thinking for a long time.no action.

On Friday night, Lu Youming handed over the dust to Xiaojie's mother, and went straight to the billiard hall.

There is also a small casino here.

Mainly bet on horse racing.

Lu Youming looked for it, and sure enough, he saw Wang Jiajun.

Wang Jiajun was in the crowd and was patted on the shoulder. He looked back and saw Lu Youming.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and then they immediately staggered away.

Afterwards, Wang Jiajun was seen huddling in the crowd and leaving quietly.

Lu Youming followed in silence.

Wang Jiajun accelerated his speed, turned left and right, passed through the crowd, squeezed into the store, and exited through the back door.

Lu Youming followed quietly, with a frosty expression on his face.

On the road, Wang Jiajun ran in the dark.

Few people in the village have street lights, only that one road has them.

Wang Jiajun ran in the dark, looking back from time to time.

Can't see clearly in the dark.

In the middle of the street, there is a faint light, which can distinguish things.

nobody.

But the building on the side is backlit, and it is difficult to distinguish people and objects in the darkness.

Wang Jiajun always feels someone.

He kept turning his head.

Can't stop looking back.

Don't be wary of being punched in the face.

His fist hit his face, Wang Jiajun let out an "oops" and ran away without hesitation.

"Bang." An iron rod hit the back of the neck.

Wang Jiajun only felt like stars were popping out of his head, his brain lost consciousness for a short time, and he fell forward.

After a half-minute delay, he picked up the desire to survive in a dizzy state, leaned back, turned his head and howled, "I was wrong, I was wrong. Please let me go."

Lu Youming, holding an iron rod, stood like a butcher in a two-meter-wide alley.

Wang Jiajun knelt on the ground and cried, "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose, I really lost too much."

He opened his mouth, not knowing how much snot and tears poured in.

Lu Youming raised his hand and pointed a stick at his face.

Wang Jiajun didn't have time to dodge, he hit his nose on the face, and breathed out.

There was blood in his mouth again.

"Woooooo..." Wang Jiajun kowtowed to Lu Youming with a muffled voice, "I was wrong, I was really wrong."

There are only two good thieves around here.

Lu Youming himself, Wang Jiajun.

Lu Youming said in a deep voice, "How much did you sell?"

Wang Jiajun faltered and stretched out a finger.

one thousand.

Lu Youming swung the stick, and again.

Wang Jiajun was hit on the right face and fell to the ground. "Woo woo woo", weeping endlessly.

Fuchen's 2 yuan property was stolen and only sold for [-] yuan.

Lu Youming looked down at Wang Jiajun who was on the ground, he fell on the ground like a mangy dog ​​with blood around his mouth.

Once, was also his only friend.

Although I know that people like them shouldn't expect friends.But with similar experiences, the two have more or less sympathy for each other, and treat each other differently from others.

"I have 900 yuan in the locker, why don't you take it?" Lu Youming asked.

Wang Jiajun fell to the ground, weeping, panting, "Then, that's your child's money."

Money can save lives.

Clothes cannot.

Lu Youming took a deep breath, holding the iron rod in his hand, staring at the night sky, "You go. If you see me later, run away."

Lu Youming turned and left, quietly disappearing into the darkness.

In the alley, there was only the sound of "Woooooooo" crying, like a ghost wail.

Back home, Fu Chen was still asleep.

Lu Youming picked up the floating dust.

Fuchen was wearing small clothes, and still had no flesh on his body.

It doesn't seem to be warm either.

Lu Youming hugged the child, felt the faint temperature, but still felt a dull pain in his heart.

Too much darkness.

There is too little light.

On Sunday night, Lu Youming went to Xiaojie's house with Fuchen in his arms.

Xiaojie's mother smiled and said, "Here we come. Come, take a look, I bought a pair of shoes for Fuchen."

Pink sandals.

Adidas brand.

"I saw it when I was shopping today. The boss said that I got the real product through the channel. I looked good, and it was hot soon, so I bought it for Fuchen." Xiaojie's mother said.

This sandal is the style that Cui Hangxing bought for Fuchen.

It's dusty shoes.

Just never worn it out.

"how much is it?"

"Huh?" Xiaojie's mother waved her hand, "Oh, no need. What happened last time..."

"Tell me how much it is."

Little Jie's mother waved her hand.

Lu Youming took out three hundred from his body and handed it to Xiaojie's mother.

"Can't, can't. We were the last time..."

Without further ado, Lu Youming stuffed it into Xiaojie's mother's hand, "I don't care about what happened last time. Fuchen likes you."

Xiaojie's mother was stunned, her eyelids moved, she covered her eyes and wiped her eyes, and said with a smile on her face, "It's too much. The boss said three hundred and five, and I'll counter the price to two hundred and five."

Xiaojie's mother took out 50 yuan from the house and gave it to Lu Youming.Lu Youming did not refuse.

Watching Fuchen wearing his new shoes, walking on the ground chasing the tiger.Lu Youming didn't know what was going on in his head.

(End of this chapter)