Chapter 1422 Banquet

When I was about to drive to the waste collection station, relevant signs appeared on the side of the road, indicating that the waste collection station was ahead-in fact, there was no need for a sign at all, and the smell in the air already explained everything.

After Xiaobai saw it, he asked Zhang Zian to stop the car. It planned to split up with Zhang Zian, one in the open and the other in the dark, to prepare for the failure of the negotiation.

Zhang Zian didn't know what he was going to do if the negotiations were unsuccessful, but referring to Vladimir, Xiaobai was definitely not a vegetarian either.

He continued to drive a short distance, and a courtyard surrounded by rows of bungalows appeared in front of him.

The neighborhood is deserted, and there are no other ordinary houses. After all, living next to the waste station means living with a large number of mosquitoes, mice, fleas, cockroaches and other creatures, as well as various germs, not to mention the smell up.

It's definitely more courageous to live here than next to the airport, where at least it's just annoying noise, and living here is ghastly!

Large wattage lights were hung in front of the first few bungalows, illuminating the road in a pale white, and a few trucks were parked in the shadows, but no one could be seen.

Zhang Zian parked his car on the side of the road, approached a closed house, knocked on the door and asked, "Is anyone there?"

The room was silent, no one responded.

He went to the window and looked into the room.

The lights are on in the room, but the glass is dirty, and you can barely see that there should be no one walking around.

Strange, no one? Did they all go to the city to enjoy the nightlife?

I don’t know if broadband is available in such a remote place, but now the mobile phone traffic fee has also been reduced, so I can’t even access the Internet...Of course, the only nighttime entertainment for otaku is the Internet, and the Internet cannot replace general health care.

The smell of the air was so bad it was almost disgusting, clusters of mosquitoes swooped on you, big, fat gray mice that were not afraid of people jumped under their feet from time to time, and there were arthropods with shiny carapaces in the soil Insects crawling around, this kind of environment makes ordinary people don't want to stay for a moment longer.

Zhang Zian took out the Pinxixi version of cold oil, and applied it on the exposed parts of his body, which barely blocked the attack of mosquitoes, but rats would not eat this, and the rats might carry fleas on them, and the fleas said Maybe the plague will be contagious... Thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

He changed another house and knocked on the door.

This time someone in the room responded.

"Who is it?" Came a vague and impatient voice.

"I'm... well, during the day you went to my place to deliver empty bottles." Zhang Zian said.

"wait."

After two or three minutes, a lean man reeking of alcohol came out and opened the door. His hair was disheveled and covered in dirt, and he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of low-rise ripped jeans and a pair of flip-flops.

Zhang Zian hadn't seen this person during the day, or maybe he hadn't noticed him.

"What's the matter?" He leaned against the door frame, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it, and squinted sleepily at Zhang Zian, as if he had just woken up, or hadn't woken up yet, and was woken up by Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian thought about his words, and said: "During the day, you go to my place to empty the bottles, but when it comes to settlement, it seems that the number of bottles is not right, and some money is undercounted..."

"It's none of my business, it's up to you, whoever you want to go to! There's no one today, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Before he could finish speaking, the man interrupted him roughly, and waved him away again and again. Then he slammed the door shut.

Zhang Zian was rejected. In fact, he just wanted to explain to them that they should not do this in the future, but that person seemed to have misunderstood that he wanted to get back the money he lost during the day.

This was also within his expectation. It was not so easy to spit out the meat that was eaten in his mouth. On the other hand, it also confirmed that the quality of these people was really worrying, and it was impossible to expect them to be grateful.

He went back to the car, but he didn't dare to stand still, he kept walking for fear that fleas would crawl into his shoes and trouser legs.

I don't know where Xiaobai went, so I can only wait here for it to come back.

Within a few minutes, there was a sudden rustling sound in the grass beside the car,

It seemed that something was approaching, but it was so dark that it was hard to tell whether it was a human or an animal.

Zhang Zian's heart suddenly rose, and he asked softly, "Who?"

"I."

Xiaobai responded in a low voice, and emerged from the darkness.

"How?" he asked.

Xiaobai didn't answer, turned his head and signaled: "Follow me."

Zhang Zian first locked the car and closed the windows, then followed Xiao Bai lightly.

Xiaobai led him around a few bungalows and slipped behind the scrap yard.

There are no guards along the way, and there is no need for guards, and no one will come to the scrap yard to steal things.

Human voices gradually came from the front, it was an unscrupulous noise, like a carnival.

Xiaobai turned his head and signaled him to be careful, there were people in front.

Zhang Zian understood, and walked forward.

Under the cover of a corner of a house, he revealed half of his face, quietly looking in the direction of the noise.

In the open space between the piles of rubbish, a few people sat around the fire, as if camping among the rubbish. Among them were a few familiar faces, all seen during the day.

Beside them are boxes of cans of beer, which they keep drinking from their mouths.

The most interesting thing is that on the land next to them, there is a yellow dog that is tied up.

Xiao Bai stared at the dirt dog, then turned his head and gave Zhang Zian a wink.

Could it be... this dirt dog is the dog that was almost hit by Wuling Shenguang just now?

So why is it tied up?

In this scenario, the answer given by intuition is often the most correct answer.

The earth dog is thin and has no fat on its body. Not only its limbs are tied, but its mouth is also tied with a rope. It cannot bark and can only writhe and struggle on the ground.

In the flames, one person stood up holding a beer can, and said with a smile to the others: "I'm lucky today. First, I killed someone who was taken advantage of and earned a few boxes of beer money. I was planning to buy some snacks, but this stupid The dog is automatically delivered to the door, and today the brothers will have a feast! The rest of the money will be drunk tomorrow!"

"Haha! I'm so hungry! The dog meat was so delicious last time! My mouth is watering now thinking about it!"

"That's right! Dog meat, once you eat it, you will never forget it. It's delicious, tsk tsk!"

Someone looked back at the one-story house in the back, Zhang Zian thought he had been spotted, so he quickly hid himself and was ready to run away at any time.

"Is Gou Sheng still sleeping? Do you want to wake him up?"

"Forget it, this dog is not fat, and it's not enough for the few of us to share, let him continue to sleep!"

"Haha! Tomorrow he will definitely be impatient, saying that we won't call him for eating dog meat!"

"Don't talk about it, if you talk about it, the beer will be finished, so let's do it!"

"it is good!"

The man who stood up pulled out a switchblade from his trouser pocket with a swish, and looked at the dirt dog maliciously.