Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

When the news of Wang Muzhi's kidnapping reached the store, everyone immediately panicked. Fortunately, the eldest brother-in-law came forward and the situation was stabilized.

Everyone closed the shop and returned to the rental house worriedly.

Zhao Dezhu opened the note on the flying knife, and there was a threatening message clearly written on it. The most important thing was that the other party asked the store to give 10 yuan in exchange for the hostages.

"10 yuan!"

Lin Yueru covered her mouth and exclaimed, and then looked at Zhao Dezhu, as did everyone else.

In the absence of Wang Muzhi, the only person in the family who can take charge at such a moment is Zhao Dezhu.

Looking at the note, Zhao Dezhu lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His usual honest look quietly disappeared at this moment, replaced by a sharp look.

"Brother-in-law, why don't we call the police and let the police handle this matter."

Dong Lai's suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone, but Zhao Dezhu shook his head.

"This place is different from my hometown. Without the help of Wu Guo and Ren Changxia, none of us know if there are any of their people in the police. And I guess we have been targeted. From now on, everyone who goes out will be track.

Once they discover us and call the police, Mu Zhi will be in danger. "

Zhao Dezhu climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and his mind was quite flexible.

These words make perfect sense.

"What should I do?"

"How much money do you have at home now?"

Everyone took out all the money they had earned in the past few days and calculated that it was only 6 yuan.

"Okay, the money is about the same. I will use the money to redeem the person tonight. If I can't redeem him, I'll call the police."

"But this money..."

"This idea came from me. If any monsters come down in the future, they will all blame me. Don't worry about it. I'll prepare it. If you do this..."

Zhao Dezhu made arrangements in a low voice and immediately went out to the department store after everyone nodded.

Dishwashing liquid, sulfur soap, pig intestines, Vaseline, I picked up a few soda bottles and a handful of nails from the garbage dump, and easily got some gasoline while passing by the alley.

Taking it home, everyone was dumbfounded looking at what Zhao Dezhu had in his hand.

"Brother-in-law, what are you..."

Before Li Li could say anything, he was frightened back by Zhao Dezhu's look. His heart beat rapidly, and his mouth was so dry that he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Everyone's scalp was numb when they were looked at like this.

It wasn't until Zhao Dezhu entered the house that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel that my eldest brother-in-law is different today than usual?"

Dong Lai scratched the back of his head with lingering fear.

"I don't want you to forget that he came down from the battlefield. You have never seen them when they were carrying guns. Only I have seen them."

Lin Yueru's face was flushed and she was so excited that she seemed to see the Zhao Dezhu again.

"Let's stop guessing here. Hurry up and hide as he said. Staying here won't help."

Lin Yueru's words made sense. After they all left, Zhao Dezhu lit a fire and boiled water.

Mix detergent and sulfur soap in a certain proportion and heat and stir to produce acidic substances. Then the pig intestines are boiled in clean water at high temperature for two and a half hours, and then filtered to extract lard.

When lard and acidic substances are thoroughly mixed, a simplified version of nitroglycerin will be produced.

Then mix nitroglycerine and petroleum jelly together to create a small bottle of highly concentrated explosive.

If Wang Muzhi were present, he would definitely feel that Zhao Dezhu was a real master at this time.

It's just that what this master makes is not friendly.

Zhao Dezhu carefully applied the explosive evenly on the firecrackers, put some nails on it, left out the leads and wrapped them with tape.

In this way, a simple version of the grenade is completed.

Following the same pattern, nine identical things were soon placed on the table.

Zhao Dezhu's eyes were so firm at the moment, as if he had returned to that war-torn era. He and his brothers were charging bravely in the Charge. Bullets were passing by, and comrades were constantly being hit, but they still moved forward as always... …

When the war ended, he returned home and did not enjoy the warmth of his family.

The oppression of her non-biological parents, the contempt of her younger brother, and even her own wife was forced to have an abortion and continue to work as a cow.

Only when Wang Muzhi arrived did he and his wife's lives change.

If it weren't for Wang Muzhi.

It is hard to imagine what will happen to his wife and what will happen to the child in his belly.

But now, Mu Zhi has made his little family better and better, and even he is enjoying the life in his dream.

If you just rely on yourself, you probably won’t be able to do this in your next life.

He knows nothing except fighting.

He is not a good husband or a good father, but now he must be a good brother-in-law. Whoever dares to bully Mu Zhi will be killed by me!

Looking at the special firecrackers on the table, Zhao Dezhu carefully put them in his bag, took out his kerosene lighter, then got under the bed and opened his luggage. An 81-style bayonet that looked very old appeared in front of him.

The bayonet was unsheathed and still sharp.

After doing all this, the sky had darkened. Zhao Dezhu packed up the money and went to the transaction place mentioned on the note.

field.

A motorcycle stopped, and two men got out of the car and came to Zhao Dezhu with daggers in their hands.

They already knew who the man in front of them was, and they didn't take this honest-looking man seriously at all.

"Brother, you are very brave. Do you really dare to come here alone?"

"Aren't you just two people?"

"Hey, I have a temper."

One of them stepped forward, gestured with a knife in front of Zhao Dezhu's eyes, and said disdainfully: "But we are different from you. We still have three lives on our hands, so you'd better be honest with me."

"Don't talk nonsense to him, where's the money?" another person said impatiently.

Zhao Dezhu threw the money over, his voice unusually calm.

"I only have [-] yuan. Let me go to save my face. This money is what we have earned through hard work, so it is not a small amount."

"Fuck you!"

Zhao Dezhu received a punch in the face.

"Are you fucking deaf or blind? I want one hundred thousand, even one less. Do you understand?"

"I've been hit with a lot of sticks today. It's really unlucky."

Zhao Dezhu grinned, and a dull voice sounded.

"That's just right, I don't want to give it to you either."

"What did you say?"

Whoosh!

Before the man standing next to Zhao Dezhu finished speaking, he felt a strong wind blowing against his face, and his heart ached. His mouth was covered by someone, and he couldn't make a sound. He could only stare at Zhao Dezhu in front of him with wide eyes.

The eyes that were arrogant just now are full of pleading now.

Zhao Dezhu's face was expressionless, and he turned his wrist. The flesh of the wound was expanded at this moment, making it easy to pull out the bayonet.

When the other person realized something was wrong, Zhao Dezhu flicked his wrist, and a bayonet flew like lightning. With such force, it instantly pierced the man's shoulder and nailed him to the tree.

Zhao Dezhu appeared in front of him like a ghost at this moment, and the low roar from hell sounded in his ears.

"Where is Mu Zhi?"