Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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"Brother, today's harvest is not bad, there is a whole bag of gold coins."

Seth put one hand in his pocket, and rubbed his aching temple with the other hand: "If it wasn't for that guy who suddenly appeared and cost us a lot of money to repair the car, what you're holding now is a whole bag of gold bars."

"Ah, it's a pity," Prin clutched his backpack tightly, and felt that the heavy feeling made him doubly excited, but he didn't feel regretful, "However, this is enough for a long time, and with the goods we grabbed yesterday, we can all Been resting for several months."

"Oh, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days is not a good habit." Seth snatched the bag from Prin's arms and straddled his shoulders, "Don't forget your business."

"Hey, why did you take them all away, at least leave two for me!"

Prin quit and grabbed Seth's clothes to grab the bag. Unfortunately, he was too short. Seth held his head with one hand and looked at the little man with his teeth and claws mockingly.

"Did I freeze you or starve you, why do you want money?"

"It's up to you!" Prine roared.

"I don't care, how can you grow so big?"

"Get out," Prince snorted coldly, squinting at Seth, and muttered in a low voice, "Bandits and scoundrels."

Seth couldn't help laughing, and rubbed his head: "Oh, you are not a bandit."

The two were fighting in the dark alley, when they suddenly heard an abnormal commotion, mixed with the sounds of things being knocked over and overturned, crowds pushing and swearing, and shouting and cursing.

"A fight, or did someone steal something?"

"Who knows?"

Seth looked in the direction of the commotion, this kind of farce is common in dark alleys, he was too lazy to get involved, and was going to take another way to bypass, but a trace of water vapor and discordant chill came from the depths of the passage and stopped him.

"Brother, this voice sounds familiar." Pullin put his hand next to his ear and listened carefully. "It seems to be the bald bear and his gang of bandits."

"It seems that God wants me to make up for the regrets of the day.

Seth put one hand on Prin's shoulder, and moved his neck, which was sore from the gold coin: "You go back first, and I will meet the bald bear."

"Quick! Move faster!"

"Damn it! Get out! Get out of my way!"

"There! Don't let him get away!"

Xiu stumbled and fled in the passage, his vision was flickering, his feet were unstable, and he could only release icicles behind him from time to time. The people around were either surprised or scared, and no one dared to stop him, let alone join in the fun. The bandits followed closely behind him. More than that, only at the moment when the icicles are released can they open up a little distance.

"Let! Get out of the way!"

Xiu's consciousness became more and more blurred. Relying on the faint light, he escaped from the passage and turned to the dark place, and bumped into something head-on.

The impact made his mind sink, his vision twirled, and after his consciousness was briefly plunged into darkness, he tried not to faint, but felt that the space around him became narrow and warm.

"Go this way."

Xiu realized that he seemed to have bumped into someone, and that person hugged him back into the dark, and then covered his mouth.

"Shh, don't make a sound."

Xiu panted with some difficulty, half leaning against the man's arms, the dark crowd flashed by in his blurred vision, and the noisy voice quickly faded away.

Xiu heaved a sigh of relief, and his body completely lost strength as he relaxed. At the moment when his brain almost shut down, he saw the dim light of the passage falling on a tuft of fiery red hair.

"Zuzu, this face is so bloody, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Red, red-tailed scorpion..."

"Yo, I didn't expect you to know me. That's right, after all, if someone raises his hand lightly, my precious car will be completely scrapped."

The man's face emerged from the darkness, Xiu's eyes were hard to focus, he only saw a smirk full of mischievousness, amber pupils, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened.

"Hey, hey, wake up, don't sleep."

"No, none of your business, please, please get out of the way..."

Xiu pushed Seth away, staggered and just took a step, his consciousness completely plunged into darkness.

Seth pulled him into his arms, stared at the blood-stained side of his face, and his smile deepened: "There is nowhere to find it, it doesn't take much effort to get it, what a windfall. "

He resisted the man on his shoulder, and then turned into another passage under the cover of darkness.

Deep in the dark alley, the old yellowed door curtain was lifted, and the hanging bell on the door frame rang a hoarse 'jingle'.

This is a grocery store opened in an abandoned subway car. The simply modified shelves are full of miscellaneous goods—or it is more appropriate to call it garbage.

At the innermost counter of the grocery store sat an old man in handsome black. His head was barren and shiny, with a few strands of gray hair stubbornly growing on his temples. He was thin and thin with a stooped back. Dirty monocular, less than half a meter wide table full of sundries, a palm-sized area in front of him is packed with parts and tools, and in his hand is a disassembled metal mechanical watch.

Seth walked through the grocery store with familiarity, bent over and leaned against the counter without making a sound.

With the dim light squeezed out by the frail light bulb, the old man's dark and wrinkled hands lightly use extremely fine tweezers to fiddle with the misplaced parts, replace the gears, polish the dial, install the hands... His breath Very light, as if taking a breath, tighten the screws one by one, seal the back cover, and wipe the surface with a black to shiny oilcloth.

"Here we come." The old man handed the repaired watch to Seth without looking up.

Seth's hand passed through the window of the counter, and the watch's surface and strap were covered with large and small dents and wear marks, but the delicate hands accurately recorded the passage of time, every minute and every second.

"This kind of delicate work, there is no one else in the dark alley except you."

"Stop flattering."

Rodin took off the cyclope, changed a pair of glasses, picked out a few pieces of iron from the box at hand and polished them finely: "It's never good for you to praise others, tell me, what trouble did you cause me?"

"Look at what you said, I don't dare to trouble you," Seth smiled, putting the watch in his pocket, "I just want to borrow that abandoned room upstairs from yours."

"Why?" Rodin asked.

Seth said directly: "Hiding someone."

Rodin stopped his movements and raised his eyes to look at Seth. The old man's eye sockets were sunken, his face was covered with skin, and the black eye bags hung down to the cheekbones, and a deep imprint was made by the lens: "What about the famous red-tailed scorpion? Is it time to start a meat business?"

"I'm a bandit, not a pimp. I can't do the skin business."

Luo Dan smiled noncommittally, and re-polished the iron plate in his hand, but an oiled paper bag was stuffed into his sight, exuding a faint oily smell.

"This, honoring you."

"Hmph, brat."

The old man still lowered his head, pointed his chin at a relatively flat pile of sundries beside the counter, and said with a smile, "You can borrow it, but the room fee cannot be reduced."

"do not worry."

Seth gave the old man another cloth bag, and when it landed on the table, the slight sound of metal friction could be heard.

The old man put down the iron sheet, picked up the cloth bag, paused, and put it away in satisfaction.

"Where's Prynne?"

"It's messing around in the back."

The old man pulled down the string by the window, and a gap suddenly opened behind the counter.A few seconds later, Pulin got out of it, sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and stared at the oiled paper bag on the pile of debris.

"Wow! It smells so good! It makes me hungry."

Prin opened the oiled paper bag excitedly, his eyes lit up: "Charcoal-grilled lizards, deep-fried sand snakes, and stewed goat meat, boss, are you doing something bad again, spending so much money!"

"Go, go, it's not for you to eat, just stay and go."

Rodin sniffed the meat, glanced at Seth meaningfully, put away the iron pieces and other tools in his hands, rubbed his hands, picked up a piece of goat meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed carefully If they didn't swallow it, they were so greedy that they swallowed their saliva.

"Meat is good meat, and wine is even better."

"Isn't it? Good meat needs good wine."

The woman's charming voice passed through the crowded shelves, accompanied by the hoarse bell of the door curtain, and the purple-red curvaceous voice added a touch of color to the dark and narrow grocery store.

"Boss Luo, long time no see. I specially use this to honor you."

Rodin got up slightly, leaned his head out of the window and stared at the dark brown clear liquid in the graceful hands, his eyes were straight.

Graceful squeezed Seth away without seeing it, and poured a finger of wine into the glass that Rodin had already prepared. The burnt aroma was slightly bitter, and the strong smell of tobacco slowly spread in the small space. Prince frowned. sniffing their noses, the rest of them were indulging in the rich aroma.

Rodin held the cup, admiring the dark brownish reddish liquid in the cup by light, sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose close to the edge of the cup, poured down the wine with his lips and teeth as if it were a treasure, and closed his eyes tightly intoxicated, as if in pain and enjoyment , and then sigh with endless aftertaste.

"Good wine, good wine, heaven is only a piece of transparent ice."

As soon as 'ice' was mentioned, Seth's and graceful expressions paused at the same time, and thousands of thoughts suddenly popped up in their hearts. Rodin put down his glass, and rarely showed a tired and comfortable expression, but his eyes were a little more than before. Sharp and vicious.

"What a good day it is today. It's both meat and wine. You can discuss it."

There was something in Luo Dan's words, and Seth understood the big things and small things in the dark alley, and he couldn't escape the old man's eyes and ears, so he simply made the words clear, but Yuu Na suddenly burst into tears, crying like pear blossoms with rain, and the villains came to complain first.

"Boss Luo, you have to make the decision for me, he is a shameless red-tailed scorpion who bullies people!"

Pullin stared at him with an expression of "Fuck, boss, you are a beast in clothes!" Rodin blinked and asked while drinking, "Did you prostitute her girl?"

Seth shook his head and suppressed a smile, leaning on the counter to watch the graceful performance.

"Then you prostituted his young man for nothing?"

Seth still smiled and shook his head.

Luo Dan was confused. He looked at Seth who was crying so much that he couldn't even hold back his tears, and then looked at Seth who was about to burst out laughing. He scratched his shiny forehead: "You can't just prostitute her for nothing, can you?"

"Pfft, hahaha," Seth clutched his stomach, laughing hard, "Luo, Boss Luo, please comment. We're going to this stop. In terms of looks, I'm the one who got prostituted."

"Pooh!"

Graceful stomped on Seth angrily, and immediately changed from a wronged little woman to a vicious shrew: "You don't even piss and take care of yourself! Stop talking nonsense and hand over the person quickly, I'm still waiting for the opening Woolen cloth!"