After Becoming a Little |

The psychological shadow that Alia left on him at the beginning—or the psychological shock was too deep. A handsome girl in a black suit who can hold the audience still appears in her dreams from time to time.

Since that day, he has been obsessed with black suits, black gloves and single ponytails. Unfortunately, his hair can't grow so long in a day, so he can only save it for the time being. When he has enough hair volume, he can tie it into a small braid.

Moreover, he also changed his business style, became more polite, more standardized, and felt good about himself like a gangster. Although he knew that he was neither a gangster nor a handsome killer, this could be self-satisfying.

It's strange to say that he has improved his style, and some guys who were originally interested in doing things, but they couldn't figure out his pulse, and they became more or less calm.

After all, it’s easy to deal with the rascals these days, and those with a bit of a style of painting may be ruthless—to put it bluntly, the product packaging is different, resulting in a different positioning.

Although the wine in the bottle is still so watery, everyone who runs the bar knows that if the bottle is replaced with fake wine, the price can be doubled.

The bar owner originally asked the two of them just to suppress the drunkards who had a heart but no guts, but now that they looked like this, they raised their wages by 200 yuan, and they wanted to send them to the security guards. Direction builds momentum.

Be professional!Look at the venue, it’s only a few dollars, and you need a labor contract with five social insurances and one housing fund to hire a special security guard, which is very affordable.

After all, when the boss ran this bar back then, his main target customers were not those who were educated, but students from the nearby university town. It was a pity that he was cut off by a certain khaki dog who was precisely positioned to lure college students. The depraved Dark Bar, which entertains to death, didn't work. Instead, it became a place for third-rate people looking for luck to meet college girls.

Hua Yizhi was carefully studying this well-known masterpiece, and was about to treat Lu Su with admiration for three days, but a figure stood in front of him and stood still.

Hua Arms raised his head subconsciously and glanced at the other party - well, I didn't see what he looked like, with a single ponytail, he was wearing a big sunglasses indoors like a fool, covering half of his face, if he had to say, the clothes were also handsome The little black suit looks a bit like that killer girl.

"Where is Zhao Liu?" the man asked, his voice was neutral, faint, slightly hoarse, and the gender could not be heard clearly.

"Sorry, guest, we are a bar here, and we don't provide tracing services." The parrot stood up and skillfully demonstrated the polite expressions he had learned over the past few days: "If you have any consumption needs, please come back at night, thank you Cooperation."

Remember to say 'please' and 'thank you', it has become a habit of the two brothers - if you don't get used to it, you don't know, who knows if this guy will knock himself down with a bottle on the bar.

The gap in the bar inside has not been repaired so far, mainly because the other party's bottle was smashed too delicately, and the tabletop was not cracked. Let's round that gap and pretend it's there.

The two brothers examine themselves three times a day, and 70.00% of their motivation comes from that gap. It is very useful to watch once and be alert.

The sentimental woman ignored what the parrot head said, and just scanned the dimly lit interior of the bar. Apart from an aunt who was sweeping the floor, there was only one bartender wiping glasses behind the bar.

"Where is Zhao Liu?" The other party lowered his head and asked again.

This time Parrottou understood the meaning, and the other party knew that Zhao Liu was not in the bar, and wanted to ask where the other party had gone.

But how did he know?The parrot shook his head: "I don't know, he only comes at night, and the time is not very fixed."

Zhao Liu is a scalper, but he is not an ordinary scalper—he is a middleman on the road, and he earns the price difference by selling information, and helps people contact both parties who need to trade.

And he knows the seriousness, he doesn't know how to touch a lot of things and dare not touch them, he basically just helps others with a word, so on the contrary, he is the one who has lived the longest in this line of work, and has gained a little fame in Dongshan. If you want to find any channels on the ground, you can ask Zhao Liuzhun.

"...Is there a woman who came to see him, with a northern accent, a wound on her hand, a wound on her left eye, a big pie face, and a triangular eye."

In fact, whether it is triangular eyes or squinting eyes, there is an insulting term in the West called Chink, which refers to East Asians with narrow eyes. It's the same.

During World War II, in order to distinguish the republicans from the Japanese, the Mi Army also published a special pamphlet describing the differences in appearance between different people, and even mentioned the words "LALApalooza" that normal Japanese cannot pronounce.

However, in the eyes of Chinese people, the differences between people in these countries in East Asia are still very obvious. Nanbang's pancake face and triangular eyes are mainly from the Tungusic blood.

The parrot thought for a moment: "You're the only one who came here during the day, I didn't notice any injuries in the person who came here last night... Even if he has any injuries, I can't see it."

After a moment of silence, the other party nodded, took off his glasses and looked at the two guys, and handed over a note: "If that person comes here tonight to look for Zhao Liu, you can call this number."

As she spoke, she took out a wad of cash and threw it on the table: "Personal enmity has nothing to do with you, follow the rules."

This can be regarded as her kind reply to the other party's polite answer. If she had spent her arms and parrot's head peeing, she would probably be sitting and lying down when she asked the question now.

"You..." The parrot glanced at the money with its head, and rolled its throat. At a glance, there are thousands of dollars here!

"Okay, if we see it, we'll tell you." Hua Bao hurriedly put the money away: "But you know the rules of the road. Take people out of the bar before you do anything. It has nothing to do with us."

"Okay." The man in the black suit put on his sunglasses, turned his head and left the bar. When he opened the door, the wind swept in, bringing a strange fragrance.

Looking at the closed bar door, Huamu sniffed: "Why does it smell like flowers?"

"Scent of flowers? There are only two fortune trees outside, how can there be flowers?" The parrot head also sniffed the faint smell in the air, then shook his head: "It smells, but I can't smell it."

"It's like... the scent of epiphyllum." Hua scratched her head with her arms: "This flower is not easy to grow, and it will die if you are not careful."

"Boss, do you still know what epiphyllum tastes like?"

"My mother always boils sugar water with that thing, and it tastes bad when I eat it. How can I not know." Hua Wushu recalled his mother's devil-like creative cooking works, and shivered shiveringly.

It was okay back then, but later I learned to play with my mobile phone, and I was always looking at those weird health recipes, so I almost ruined myself as a guinea pig.

But now that the old lady suffers from Alzheimer's disease, and she is confused all day long. Looking back, he still feels that it is not as good as the days when he was treated as a guinea pig. Anyway, the old man was considered normal back then, wasn't he?

Sighing, he made four or six cents of the money: "Here, hurry up and buy some exercise equipment, protein powder, etc., I see that you have to eat those for any kind of fitness."

"Protein granules? What the hell?"

"Egg white... What kind of egg white powder, what did the previous ad say? Soy protein?"

"Is the soy milk powder okay?"

"Should be fine--I said you don't buy short-term products like the small wholesale department! Go to the supermarket to buy them for me!"

"Okay bro, no problem bro!"

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Dongshan City·Two Squares and One Alley·Old Tea House

Zhao Liu, whom Aunt Epiphyllum was looking for before, is now carrying a thrush cage, whistling comfortably, and is about to leave the tea stand.

"Xiao Er! I put the money here——"

"Okay, grandpa, go slowly!"

"I just like your style, it has a breath of life!" Zhao Liu smiled and praised himself for cooperating with the other party's performance, carrying his own birdcage, walking back with one hand behind his back, and walking back in figure eight steps. The appearance of the Eight Banners in the capital of the former Qing Dynasty fighting cocks and lackeys.

In fact, his ancestors were indeed rich, and if he had to talk about it, he could even draw himself a close relationship with Lord Belle, but now that everyone is equal, there is no such thing as Belle Gege—but take out the trash, Died early in the morning.

After walking around for a while, he walked into an old noodle restaurant in the corner with a slap in the face: "Boss! Erliang noodles with simmered noodles! Put more scorpions! Put more sea peppers!"

"Two taels of noodles with simmered noodles in red oil! Spicy!" The boss who was cooking the noodles responded, indicating that he knew.

Just as Zhao Liu sat down, he pulled out two chopsticks and put them in the noodle soup pot to boil them, but unexpectedly a figure sat in front of him.

He subconsciously looked at the seats around him. It was already past meal time, and there were many empty seats around. What kind of operation was this?

The other person was carrying an aura that made him uncomfortable, Zhao Liu carefully looked at her appearance, she had a big cake face, triangular eyes, and a green look between her brows and eyes, she seemed to be depressed physically and mentally with illness or injury .

He hurriedly pretended nothing happened, lifted his cage and switched to another side, secretly praying that the other party didn't come looking for him.

But I never thought that that woman would sit down again...

This time Zhao Liuke was already sitting on the wax, and felt that the saozi noodles that were just served were no longer fragrant.

"My guest, what would you like to eat?" The boss lifted his apron and wiped his hands, and politely asked the woman who just sat down.

The woman glanced at the signboard, then lowered her eyes: "...just like him."

"Okay, here we come!" The boss returned to the back kitchen with a smile on his face, leaving only Zhao Liu who was hesitant to speak, fidgeting on the spot.

something!There must be something wrong with this girl!And it's not a good thing!

"This...sister." Zhao Liu's body softened, his waist subconsciously hunched up, and his voice was humbly and flattering, and he asked softly: "You are looking for a younger brother, what is the matter, and I need to give you manage?"

"..." The woman blinked, took out something wrapped in a napkin from her pocket, and put it on the table.

The paper bag was not big, and there was a slight sound of metal colliding and rattling, like some kind of metal chain.

Zhao Liu politely waited for the other party to put it away, then carefully picked it up with both hands, and put it back quickly after weighing it: "There are so many, the matter is urgent?"

"I'm going to Japan." The woman said in a hoarse voice, with a slight strange ending in her words.

Looking at the shape of the other party's face and hearing the tone of the other party's voice, Zhao Liu probably guessed the other party's background, and frowned slightly: "Now?"

"Now, I know you have a line here, you can go out." The woman nodded, and then fell silent - the boss came over with a face.

Zhao Liu hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks and ate the noodles, pretending to be delicious, but in fact it was tasteless, thinking about how to explain that it couldn't be done.

After finally waiting for the boss to go to work, Zhao Liu lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to pass through Nanbang, or do you want to pass through Northland?"

"No, I just want to go through Dongshan."

"make life difficult for."

"make life difficult for?"

"make life difficult for--"

The woman was silent for a moment, then took out her pocket, took out another ball and put it on the table, this time the paper ball was not wrapped properly, and the gold necklace inside was faintly exposed.

But Zhao Liu raised his eyebrows, saw the inconspicuous dry brown marks on the necklace, and immediately shrank his pupils.

"This, can we pass?"

"... If you can pass, go to Nanbang."

The woman frowned, as if displeased, but she didn't say anything after all, she just took out a diamond ring from her pocket: "In addition to this, can we go there?"

"Yes, let's go to the Xiangjiang River."

"Together, you can't go to Dongshan?" The woman suppressed her tone and stared at Zhao Liu coldly.

The latter carefully pushed all the things back: "I won't ask my sister who is holy. We haven't seen this one today, and I don't know anything——I'm sending you a message for nothing."

The woman lowered her eyes, and after a while she put away everything: "Say."

"Originally, that road was allowed to go, the new road, but something happened in the past few days-it is said that someone passed that road, brought something that shouldn't be brought, and was caught!"

Zhao Liu looked around, leaned forward, and persuaded: "You know the temperament of the Republic. Some people dare to do this murderous business. Whoever touches the drug-related things will die. It was just revealed at night. It will be gone the next day, don’t care about your status and qualifications on the road, just cross the line—”

He made a gesture with his hand, his posture was like killing a chicken, his tone was suppressed, and he said in a deep voice: "Death!"

"..."

The woman thought for a while, said nothing, nodded and got up to leave.

Zhao Liu calmly wiped the sweat from his palms, and quickly lowered his head to eat the noodles. He ate even the red oil as noodle soup, and the peppercorns were not spared. He chewed them into pieces, just like eating elixir.

This meal lasted for half an hour, until the other party didn't know how long he had been away, he raised his head from the noodle bowl tremblingly, and let out a long breath.

"Boss! Collect money!"

Zhao Liu tapped his weak leg. Having traveled all over the world for many years, he concluded in his heart that the other party had a life in his hand, and there might be more than one of them.

"Two bowls of noodles, eighteen!"

"Two bowls? I only ate one bowl!" Zhao Liu was surprised.

"You clearly have two bowls—"