Chapter 4 Underground Mark Six

Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.

Wang Zhu looked at the shadow of the lamppost slanting little by little under the setting sun, feeling inexplicably sad.

Lu Jiaojiao's words always lingered in Wang Zhu's mind.

He has actually heard of Shakespeare, but he has only heard of it.

Who is Nietzsche?

Wang Zhu was upset and irritable for a while. For a long time, Wang Chu didn't understand why his mother asked him to drop out of school just after graduating from elementary school? What made Wang Zhu even more puzzled was why his mother named him "Wang Zhu".

In Wang Chu's memory, his grades in primary school were very good, even among the best in the whole school, it doesn't make sense that there is a stupid word in his name!

"Wang stupid, bring me a pen, this pen is out of water." The lobby manager was busy writing something.

"Oh……"

Wang Clumsy walked out of the hall of Greek mythology, and took a ballpoint pen from Uncle Liu at the newsstand at the entrance, and the account was naturally recorded on the manager of the lobby.

"How is today?" Without looking, Wang Zhu knew that the lobby manager was registering the list for the underground lottery.

The manager of the lobby usually takes some orders part-time and hand them over to the dealer, and divides the commission by himself. Wang Cun knows nothing about buying horses, but occasionally buys three or five yuan to try his luck, but Wang Cun's luck Terrible, never bought it.

"It's not bad. Would you like to buy a few dollars to try your luck?" The lobby manager kept making calls with one hand and keeping accounts with the other without raising his head.

"Forget it... let me think about it..."

Wang Zhu's blood surged suddenly, he remembered that he had traveled through 60 days, and every day now, he was repeating his previous life.

If you can buy two-color balls, don't you get rich right away?

It's a pity that I have never paid attention to Fu Shuangseqiu, and even am indifferent to the underground lottery that happens around me every day.

It is obviously impossible to bet on double-color balls, but this underground lottery can be recalled.

Wang Chu began to rack his brains for memories, trying to find clues in his mind.

Wang Chu doesn't have any specific concept of time, but he can use several major events to lock in what happened today before time travel.

I broke up with my girlfriend yesterday, and tonight I will have supper and fight with Wen Jing, Shi Xiaobao and the others.

Wang Zhu had a very deep memory of what happened tonight, because the three of them were beaten up black and blue by a group of gangsters, and because of this, he was not keen on supper tonight.

Wang Zhu repeatedly sorted out the numbers of the underground lottery during this period.

"23!" Wang Zhu slapped his thigh fiercely.

"Why?" The lobby manager raised his head and asked.

"I want to play 23 heads-up!" Wang Zhu looked excited. He remembered the special code released today, because Uncle Liu at the newsstand bet 10 yuan and won a special code. For a long time, he has been regretting that he played less, which made him very impressed.

"Hehe, how much do you want?"

"How much did the old man in the phone booth download?" Wang Zhu still needed to confirm.

"ten yuan."

"Yeah, then I'll bet 2,000 yuan... no, no... I'll finish the bet, and I'll put all the money on me." Wang Zhu took out the money in his pocket

"Betting so much?" The lobby manager was taken aback. He knew Wang Zhu very well, and he had never bet more than five yuan.

"Hey, I have a gossip. The special code for this issue is 23. Manager Chen, everyone, don't blame me for not telling you. You can also download it. It is best to place a few hundred thousand, and you will get rich in one go. "Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

"Hehe." The lobby manager smiled, but didn't take it seriously. In this world, there are as many as eight thousand people like Wang Zhu who claim to have gossip. If everyone had gossip and spread it around, the dealer would have been unable to continue playing. Wang Zhu looked full of confidence, probably because he listened to the fraudulent calls, and he was naturally too lazy to care about these crap things.

The draw time is around nine o'clock.

During the next working hours, Wang Chu was imagining how to manage the huge bonus.

According to the odds of 40 times, 2,300 yuan is 92,000 yuan, which is definitely a huge fortune for Wang Chu.

In his life, Wang Cun has never seen tens of thousands of banknotes. The biggest savings is a little over two thousand before buying a mobile phone. Most of the time, Wang Cun is a moonlight clan. If it weren't for the old Taoist priest who was willing to bet and gave him 2,000 yuan, he wouldn't have so much cash to bet.

Thinking that the 92,000 oceans are about to fall into the bag, Wang Chou regretted it again. If he had thought about it earlier, he should have raised a little more money. Unfortunately, the time for placing an order is about to expire. Otherwise, he should inform Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao to join him buy a little.

There will be a lottery around nine o'clock!

Waiting is a torment.

Finally, amidst the torment, Wang Zhu arrived at the time for the lottery.

special code 23.

It was not the lobby manager who told Wang Zhu that he had won the lottery, but the loud old man at the newsstand at the door, Uncle Liu, who was the big broadcaster for the whole street. He was the first to know if there was any trouble in this street.

After the lobby manager received the order, he disappeared. However, Wang Chu was not worried that the lobby manager would run away with the order. After all, he was the lobby manager here, and his reputation has always been solid.

In the midst of ecstasy, Wang Zhu stayed until the time to get off work.

By the time I got off work, it was already midnight.

Wen Jing and Shi Xiaobao were waiting outside the door early on. After meeting up, the three of them walked to the "Brothers BBQ" not far away for supper.

"Brothers, I want to announce a good news. I won the special code, and I have a bonus of more than 90,000 yuan. Today's meal is mine." Wang Zhu just sat down, and immediately announced the good news with joy.

"Ah...haha...Brother Clumsy actually gets rich sometimes, congratulations!" Shi Xiaobao immediately congratulated, but his face was full of contempt, more like mocking Wang Clums for not seeing the world.

"More than 90,000... Well, it's enough to buy two sets of dog-like clothes." Wen Jing's expression was even more calm.

"The clothes that look like dogs?" Shi Xiaobao pulled Wen Jing's snow-white shirt with a sarcasm on his face, "How much is your ragged shirt?"

"This shirt is not expensive, only more than 8,000." Wen Jing patted Shi Xiaobao's hand away and said, "Don't touch it, you won't be able to pay for it if it gets dirty."

"Damn, you kill a pig! More than 8,000, more than 8,000 can buy a shirt like a train of leather." Shi Xiaobao sarcastically said.

"The ignorant are fearless." Wen Jing didn't seem to want to get entangled in the clothes, so she changed the subject and asked, "Wang stupid, is the dealer reliable?"

"Reliable and reliable."

"It's good to be reliable." Wen Jing didn't like to talk too much. After asking a question, she stopped talking and wiped the greasy table carefully with a paper towel.

"Brother Stupid, where's your phone?" Shi Xiaobao asked Wang Zhu.

"Falled."

"Oh, that's a pity, my mobile phone was snatched away..."

"Forget it." Wang Zhu immediately stopped Shi Xiaobao from continuing. He knew the development of the script. Next, Shi Xiaobao began to bitterly talk about the mobile phone. Then, he and Wen Jing were filled with righteous indignation. A group of black and white thieves negotiated to get back the place, but in the end, the three were beaten up by a group of thieves until their noses and faces were swollen, and both of them suffered losses.

Unfortunately, Wang Zhu's stop did not change the development of the script.

"Brother Stupid, I've been blackmailed." Shi Xiaobao looked angry, bit open a bottle of beer, and poured the whole bottle of wine into his mouth. of carnivores.

Wang Zhu and Wen Jing looked at each other, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. Both of them knew that Shi Xiaobao couldn't drink alcohol, and once he drank, he would lose control of his emotions.

"Who?" Wen Jing asked.

"Yan Gun should kill a thousand knives, that bastard, he has no ability to kill Pizi himself (technical term for thief, meaning wallet) and specializes in looting, last time he stole Lao Tzu's spring bag (technical term, meaning woman's wallet) , This time I took away an Apple 5S that I worked so hard to get, and he snatched it away." Shi Xiaobao had a murderous look on his face.

"It's fine to snatch it away. With your killing skills, let alone one Apple mobile phone, it is not a problem to have ten or eight." Wang Zhu is now focused on preventing history from repeating itself.

"Hey, that's of course, as long as my brother Bao is willing, he can get a few iPhones...Stupid brother, just wait, I'll just walk around here, and I can get you a mobile phone for use ..." Shi Xiaobao's brain was burnt out by the alcohol, and he stood up unsteadily.

"No need, no need." Wang Zhu quickly stood up and pressed Shi Xiaobao on the chair.

"I can't hold my breath anymore, I, Shi Xiaobao, don't have the face to face anyone... woo woo..." Shi Xiaobao gulped down another bottle of beer, and suddenly burst into tears without warning. A big man cried loudly, causing the surrounding diners to stare at him.

"Where is Rock Roll?" Wen Jing stood up.

"Good brother!" Shi Xiaobao grabbed Wen Jing's arm and beat Wen Jing's thin chest twice, but his eyes fell on Wang Zhu.

"If you are beaten, you will be beaten. Anyway, it will hurt both sides, and there is no shame in it."

Seeing that the tragedy was about to repeat itself, Wang Zhu looked depressed.

No one knows Wen Jing's character better than Wang Chu. Since Wen Jing wants to stand up for Shi Xiaobao, it means that there is no way to persuade him.

Wen Jing looks quiet and quiet, but her character is extremely persistent, and no one can change the things that are decided.

In order to please his girlfriend, a mafia boss once put a razor on Wen Jing's neck and asked her to do his girlfriend's hair. As a result, Wen Jing just kept silent and didn't take it to heart, which made the mafia boss feel ashamed.

Moreover, Wen Jing is extremely agile and decisive, and it is precisely because of him that the last battle, even though the opponent was overwhelmingly outnumbered, was still a draw for both sides.

"You are majestic and majestic, the man who sets the horse, and the galloping horse is like the wind..."

The three of them drank a few more bottles of wine to strengthen their courage, and devoured them voraciously. After sweeping away the beef kebabs and chicken wings, they staggered, hooked their shoulders, sang loudly, and walked towards "Gaoshan Street".

It was two miles from Brothers BBQ to Gaoshan Street, and the three of them took a short cut instead of taking a taxi.

Along the way, Wang Chu was thinking about how to prevent the tragedy from happening again.

Since I can prevent the two car accidents from happening, and I can also win the special code, then I can change the ending of this time.

What makes Wang Zhu depressed is that as long as he seeks revenge, he will definitely be beaten, because the opponent has more than four times as many people as them.

"Brother Bao, we now go to Gaoshan Street to look for Rock Gun and there are only two results. First, we can't find him; second, after we find him, we are beaten up because he has too many accomplices. The first or the second, we don't need to go to Gaoshan Street to seek revenge." Wang Zhu's only way is to persuade Shi Xiaobao to go back home and make the last effort.