431 Uncle Cheap

431 Uncle Cheap

Although it is winter, the climate in the deep water port is still very warm.

As a port city, it is rare to see snow here. Even in this season, there are still all kinds of short-skirted and thigh-high beauties on the street, all dressed up in colorful clothes, as beautiful as flowers.

Qin Chuan was wearing a green military uniform and following an aunt.

What he was looking for was a tube building. Not all deep-water ports were in prosperous areas. There were also places where poor people lived. I don’t know what year it was built. There is a musty smell inside the building. Every house has a green door, and some have incense burners at the door.

"Let me tell you, the Feng Shui here is very good. If you live here, you are guaranteed to make a fortune. Moreover, the ventilation and light here are good, and the location is excellent. You see, there is a super mall as soon as you step out. It is convenient to buy anything. !”

"Um...can a convenience store also be called a supermarket..."

Qin Chuan's head was full of black lines.

"Oh, it's almost the same!"

The aunt laughed and walked to the door of room 1305.

Qin Chuan felt that this room was weird, there was an indescribable feeling.

"This house is very good. Let me tell you, your rent is already very cheap! It's apartment-level outside. You're really getting a big deal!"

The aunt said, took out the key, opened the room, pushed the door open and entered.

The house was still full of mold, as if no one had been in for a long time.

The furniture in the house is complete, but it is relatively old, as if it was from the 1980s.

The sofa is still khaki, and a lot of the skin on it has fallen off.

"Look, how nice the light is here!"

The aunt opened the window and pointed to the bustling crowd outside, "Directly opposite is the cultural street, why don't you come and take a look at the scenery? Look, there is water, and Victoria Harbor is nothing more than that, right?"

Damn it, that's a port, and yours is a smelly ditch outside for a vegetable market!

Although the house is a bit old, it is still pretty good in a place like Deepwater Port where land is at a premium.

"But I'm curious about one thing. Logically speaking, my rental application shouldn't come out so quickly... Why is it so fast this time?"

It is not easy to rent a house in a deep-water port. You have to submit an application to the relevant agency. Because there are so many people applying, it takes a long time to get approved. It didn't take long at all for Qin Chuan to go from submission to completion. Tang Jie said that he used some connections, but Qin Chuan felt that it was not that simple.

"You're lucky."

The aunt said, "Do you want to rent it or not? If you don't rent it, there are people who want to rent it!"

"I rent."

Qin Chuan took out the money and handed it to the aunt. The aunt began to count the money in front of her. After counting for a long time, she put it into her pocket with satisfaction.

"Okay, it's quite pleasant. Then I'll rent this place to you. No fire is allowed in the house, and no random people are allowed to stay overnight! If you damage the furniture, you will have to pay according to the price, do you understand?"

"knew."

Qin Chuan took the key and said, "I'm going to rest. Goodbye."

"Okay, okay, then you can live here well... If anything happens, just ask the administrator!"

The aunt seemed to be hesitating, but in the end she turned around and left without saying anything.

This man is engaged in knitting and is mysterious.

Qin Chuan rolled up his sleeves, cleaned the room, then sat down on the sofa and loosened his collar.

There are high-rise buildings all around, so even with the windows open, it feels stuffy.

Qin Chuan took out his ID card and looked at it again.

His current name is still Qin Chuan, but his identity has been changed. He is now a retired soldier who came to the deep-water port to join his uncle.

Qin Chuan packed up his things, changed into ordinary jeans, and then went out.

After he went out, he saw a little boy standing at his door, looking longingly at the bag of potato chips held in Qin Chuan's hand.

Since he hadn't eaten yet, Qin Chuan took this bag of potato chips to eat on the road.

"Give it to you."

Seeing the pitiful look of the little boy, Qin Chuan was too embarrassed to eat it himself and stuffed it directly into the boy's hands.

"Thank you uncle."

The boy became happy, and then said softly, "Uncle, I have nothing to give you, shall I introduce my mother to you? My mother is very beautiful."

Qin Chuan was drinking milk with his other hand, and when he heard this, he spurted it out.

"Ah, uncle vomited milk."

The little boy yelled. Qin Chuan wiped the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but said, "You are a kid, don't talk nonsense. You don't know me, how can you introduce your mother to me."

"But uncle is very brave."

"Ah? Brave? How do you know I'm brave?"

Qin Chuan knelt down and looked at the little boy in front of him.

"Because uncle dares to live in 1305!"

The boy pointed to the house number behind Qin Chuan and said.

"1305 is haunted."

What the hell!

Qin Chuan was surprised. This is what happened. No wonder the house came down so quickly!

In the deep water port, there is a kind of house that can be rented quickly, which is this kind of haunted room. Although Qin Chuan doesn't believe in ghosts, he still feels a little uncomfortable living here.

"This damn Tang Jie..."

Qin Chuan was so angry that he was tricked by Tang Jie!

"Uncle is going out to find a job, see you later."

But Qin Chuan had no time to think about these things. He said goodbye to the boy and turned to leave.

The person he was looking for was also near where he lived. This place was considered a relatively poor area of ​​Deepwater Port, with old buildings everywhere and hawkers selling food along the street.

These chaotic streets made Qinchuan feel no different from some small southern cities he had visited before.

Qin Chuan followed the address and walked to a mahjong management company and saw his so-called "uncle".

A man in his forties wearing a vest and underpants was sitting there, with a cigarette in his mouth, tapping his legs, slippers between his toes, and rubbing mahjong with a few mahjong friends.

"This is a bad thing. I have been losing money today. I must have gone out without paying homage to Mr. Guan!"

He cursed and was very unhappy.

As soon as Qin Chuan entered the door, no one paid attention. Everyone was busy rubbing the sparrows, and no one could pay attention to him.

Qin Chuan walked over directly and said hello to the middle-aged man.

"uncle."

"Ah, Ah Chuan!"

When the middle-aged man saw Qin Chuan, he was overjoyed and waved repeatedly, "Come here, I'll take you for a stroll when uncle makes a comeback! Oops... He's grown so big... Wait a minute, I'm sure this time Want to make a comeback!"

This middle-aged man’s name is Wang Zu, nicknamed Da Xia, and everyone calls him Uncle Xia. He was just a small gangster in Deepwater Port, a gambler, who lost everything in his family and even his wife ran away. His job is as a parking boy, and he spends all the extra money he makes every month on gambling. However, he is a peripheral member of Red Star, and the organization wants to use him to give Qin Chuan an initial opportunity to contact Red Star.

Naturally, this man has nothing to do with Qin Chuan. The reason why he regards Qin Chuan as his nephew in the mainland is because of the brainwashing given to him by the hypnosis master of the special police.

Now in his memory, Qin Chuan is his lovely nephew who came here to join him.

"Uncle Shrimp, you're out of luck today. It seems like you can't come back this time!"

A man opposite Uncle Xia laughed and seemed very confident.

"I feel like I'm going crazy, come on!"

"Damn, fuck, how many times have you done it today! I don't believe you can still do it!"

He stretched out his hand, touched the cards in front of him, and then said with joy on his face, "Oh, you really get what you want!"

But at this moment, Qin Chuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's wrist. As soon as he exerted force, the opponent immediately screamed in pain and let go of the cards in his hand.

Suddenly, the two cards fell out together and landed on the table.

"Ah! You are cheating!"

Uncle Xia immediately shouted, "No wonder you've been cheating! Bastard! Pay up!"

The man was so frightened that he turned around and was about to run away. Qin Chuan stretched out his leg and tripped, causing the man to fall over.

At this moment, several big men suddenly rushed over, each carrying a machete and staring at them.

"You scolded the guy next door and you still dare to hit me. You don't even know whose territory this is!"

The man got up and yelled, "If you make trouble on my land, I think you will die!"

Looking at the eager swordsmen around him, Uncle Xia hurriedly said, "Do you want to fight? I'm from the Red Star!"

"What's wrong with Red Star? Am I afraid of Red Star?"

The man laughed, "Chop them both into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"

The swordsmen immediately pounced on him, and Uncle Xia was so frightened that he hid behind the table and trembled.

Qin Chuan stood there, swung the backpack in his hand, hit the swordsman in front of him on the face, and knocked him to the ground.

Then, he broke into the crowd and kept pumping out his fists, straight punches and uppercuts, all in a majestic manner.

These swordsmen couldn't cut Qin Chuan at all, and after taking one punch from him, they all fell to the ground and lay in pain.

Qin Chuan adjusted his body functions to maintain the physical strength of a special soldier.

Even the fists of the special forces were not something that these overindulgent and drunken gangsters could withstand.

A swordsman slashed Qin Chuan from behind. Uncle Xia saw it and shouted in fright, "Ah Chuan, be careful!"

Qin Chuan took a step back and got out of the way of the blade, and the blade's arm hit his shoulder.

At the same time, Qin Chuan reached out and grabbed the swordsman's arm, then threw him over his shoulder and hit him hard on the mahjong table in front of him.

"boom!"

The mahjong table suddenly broke into several pieces, and the knife hand was so painful that he couldn't get up at all.

With a few moves, he knocked all six swordsmen to the ground, but Qin Chuan himself was not injured at all. He clapped his hands, picked up his backpack again, and then looked at the frightened man sitting there in front of him.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

They all came out to fool around, and they still had the ability to adapt to the situation. The man immediately begged for mercy.

"ha!"

Uncle Xia walked out triumphantly, put his arm around Qin Chuan's shoulders and said, "You loser, now you know how to be afraid! Let me tell you, this is my nephew! You have offended our Red Star, so go ahead and eat shit!"

As he spoke, he kicked the man and knocked him to the ground.

"Come on, good nephew, uncle will take you to eat shrimp dumplings!"

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