jdhmnovel Chapter 458: Promoting Education and Enlightening People (14)
Chapter 458: Promoting Education and Enlightening People (14)
8pm. Shunchang Commercial Bank.
The boss and his guys are busy closing the shop.
The door nails were closed one by one, plunging the entire store into darkness. It seemed like two different worlds compared to the increasingly bustling lights and nightlife on the nearby street.
In this year, no one dares to go out at night to buy food.
After closing the board, the boss began to calculate the accounts and count the profit and loss for the day.
The boy put all the utensils in order:
"Boss, I'll go back first then?"
The shopkeeper didn't even raise his head, he was only focused on calculating the bill.
He waved his hand: "Go ahead. Be careful on the road."
The young man said "Hey", went out from the back door, walked around the wall of the backyard where the shopkeeper's family lived, and went out from a small side door.
He gathered his sleeves.
It was September in Xiangcheng, and autumn had not yet arrived. But the nights had already begun to feel a little chilly.
The young man walked with his head down and didn't notice a middle-aged man passing by him.
It was not until the figure flashed past him that he seemed to suddenly realize something and looked back.
But the figure, which didn't look tall, had already disappeared at the end of the gradually thickening night.
The young man smacked his lips and looked at the bright lights and nightlife across the street with a bit of envy.
When he becomes rich, he will definitely go to Yongle Gate to experience the happiness of rich people.
As for now...
The boy rubbed his growling stomach.
He has to go home and eat!
The boy turned around and trotted back home.
He didn't know what was happening behind him.
He didn't know that tomorrow morning, he would lose this livelihood that barely supported his family.
8:08 pm.
As soon as the waiter left, the shopkeeper threw down the abacus and stopped counting the accounts.
The Xia people’s plan was too difficult to make. If he hadn’t been afraid that the young man would get suspicious, he wouldn’t have wanted to touch this thing at all.
The existence of this business is not to make money, and its profit and loss cannot be calculated.
Ten past eight.
A pickup truck with a white canopy on top came from a distance, accompanied by the singing of Yonglemen and bursts of whistles.
The shopkeeper quietly opened his back door and called the driver to start moving things.
A few guards in ordinary uniforms jumped out of the pickup truck first.
Then the driver started to move.
The shopkeeper's wife also took small steps quietly and pulled the cart over.
One after another, bulging sacks were brought in.
These sacks are heavy.
What was accidentally spilled on the ground was actually food.
The few people who were lying not far away in the alley and watching this scene looked at each other, with solemn expressions in their eyes.
After everything in the car had been moved, one of them made a gesture.
The others immediately rushed forward silently.
The pickup truck driver fell first.
The shopkeeper and his wife were about to close the door but were stopped by a hand.
Seeing the group of black-clad men suddenly appearing, the shopkeeper subconsciously shouted:
"あんたたち, one body which one is Naんだ. (Who are you?)"
As soon as he finished shouting, a wooden stick was pressed against his forehead.
The shopkeeper was so frightened that his legs went limp, knowing that he couldn't escape today.
The shopkeeper's wife had also knelt down and bowed tremblingly.
"Is this the nth batch of special food you have brought in?!"
The owner of the voice spoke.
The voice sounded androgynous.
Judging from the night, the man was not very big and looked like a teenager.
The shopkeeper tried his best to open his eyes wide, as if trying to remember these people who suddenly appeared.
The guards in the pickup truck fell to the ground in just a moment, and then their wooden cages were confiscated, tied up with ropes and thrown into the back of the truck.
The shopkeeper looked at their actions and turned pale with fright.
But he pursed his lips and refused to say a word.
"Say or not?"
The man's voice remained flat.
The shopkeeper still said nothing.
But his wife opened her mouth:
"Sir, we are..."
"だまってくれ! (Shut up!)"
The woman was stopped halfway through her words.
The teenager glared at him, raised his hand with the wooden butt, and hit him on the head.
The shopkeeper fainted instantly.
The teenager waved his hand: "Throw him in too."
"it is good."
Others came forward.
They searched the men first before tying them up, then one grabbed their arms and the other their legs, and after swinging them a few times, they threw them into the truck bed.
The young boy then looked at the woman and said, "Tell me how much you know."
The woman looked at him with trembling eyes:
"I...want to live..."
The young man said calmly:
"It depends on how valuable the matter you confess is."
The woman's pupils trembled slightly:
"Every month... on the last day... we'll deliver food... soaked in... opium..."
The teenager didn't say anything, just listened quietly.
After everyone else had thrown everyone into the truck bed, the teenager said to the others:
"Don't stay in there too long. Get out right after setting the fire. Eagle, go drive the car. Wait for them to come out and leave right away."
"Yes!"
The others responded and began to move in a well-trained manner.
The woman's pupils moved.
I didn't expect that this thin and weak-looking person, like a child, is actually the superior of these people.
She watched the men rush into the yard.
He lowered his head slightly and continued to speak slowly:
"So far... I have transported it... eight times... a total of ten... thirteen..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
The woman suddenly jumped up, a silver light flashed in her hand, and she stabbed at the teenager.
But then, she paused.
My hands subconsciously covered my neck.
Bright red blood spurted out instantly.
The teenager stepped back quickly, trying not to let the bright red blood stain his body at all.
The woman fell to the ground with a thud, and the small knife in her hand that had just been shining with silver light also fell to the ground.
Everything happens in an instant.
The half-grown boy frowned in annoyance.
She looked at the woman in the moonlight, and finally decided to pull her trouser legs and drag her into the yard.
The others had already gathered together and were about to come out, but when they saw this scene, they looked at each other and quickly stood behind the young man.
Tsk!
Really desperate.
You can tell at a glance that this person has offended Lao Liu.
Just like Lao Liu’s personality.
Don't be fooled by his skinny and small size, he looks like a child and is easy to bully.
In fact, every time he took action, he was always quick, accurate and ruthless.
The teenager threw the man into the fire:
"withdraw!"
As soon as a word was spoken, his figure turned lightly and ran towards the door.
When the others saw this, they secretly cursed Lao Liu for not following martial ethics, but they could only grit their teeth and quickly catch up.
Otherwise, this guy Lao Liu would really be able to abandon them!
As the truck rumbled away, someone finally noticed this unusual red amidst the lights and feasting.
"Go away!"
I don't know who shouted.
The whole street started to move.
Some were watering, some were drawing water, some were running away screaming...
The last night of September in the thirteenth year of Xiangcheng Yuanji was exceptionally lively.