"Goodbye my love, although I love you so much, I still have to leave and go to work, life is so cruel. But I have taken a picture of you and changed it to a screen saver, and I will see it every day Sleeping with your picture, calling your name in my dreams, Xiaosi Z!" At 6:00 in the morning, Xiao Yi, who was standing in front of the garage with simple luggage on her back, was saying goodbye to the BMW Z4 that had just been working for a day. Almost crying tenderly.
"Eldest sister, can you call it that way? No matter how it sounds, it sounds like a dwarf Ming..." Shen Ming was disgusted.
"What do you know? Men are not good things, half-hearted, double-decker, cheating or coming out of the closet! How can I have my Z Xiaosi, who always sleeps in my garage obediently, waiting for me to activate it." Xiao Yi Yi lay obsessively on the shiny hood, and suddenly found that there was a little white thing on the corner of the black hood, "Fuck! How could there be bird droppings?! Shen Ming! You kill a thousand swords, I told you to close the garage door yesterday, did you close it?"
"Big sister, you clean your car until early in the morning, who can last to close the garage door for you at that time?" Shen Ming said, digging his nostrils with his index finger.
"You!" Xiao Yi was angrily about to make trouble when a taxi stopped at the door of the villa.
"Come on." Feng Quan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, beckoned.
"Isn't that picky? A taxi?" Xiao Yi listened to Shen Ming's explanation, the old Feng family seemed to be a very big family, and even their Nirvana camp was not willing to provoke them. The 16-year-old boy in front of him is the young master of the old Feng family. Although he is ranked 15th, he is still very stupid. Not to mention driving a Bugatti Veyron to show off, it should be normal to have a commercial vehicle, right
"All your pocket money has been looted by you. It's a shame not to take you to the bus!" Speaking of this, Feng Quan also looked like he stepped on shit. Didn't even eat breakfast.
"Let's go, let's go!" Shen Ming didn't choose, and got into the back seat of the taxi. The yellow taxi directly pulled the three of them to Beihai South Railway Station, and got on the train all the way west, which lasted 8 hours. An hour's drive, green leather hard seats... Xiao Yi sat with a group of big bosses who took off their shoes as soon as they got on the bus. It smelled like sitting in a pile of moldy salted fish.
"I can't take it anymore!" Xiao Yi actually just sat for less than 20 minutes, and she took the initiative to get up and find a flight attendant, and exchanged extra money for a soft sleeper ticket, which saved her nasal cavity.
Shen Ming and Feng Quan sat together like a bunch of good friends who eloped, chatting with each other while driving by the scenery flying outside the window.
"There's a question I've been wanting to ask you. The old Feng's family's golden-faced boy is quite famous, but what's the matter with the half-mask you're wearing?" Shen Ming asked curiously.
"Because I'm only half a young master." Feng Quan said disapprovingly, "My father is the head of the family, but my mother is just a maid in the family. I am the product of my father's drunkenness. My mother gave birth to me. I was kicked out of Old Feng's house, and I didn't even see her name or what she looked like.
Also because I am an illegitimate child without a status, I don't have the right to wear a full face mask like other brothers, I can only wear half face. In Lao Feng's family, as an illegitimate child, he had to work harder than others if he wanted to grow up.
Fortunately, I have a good brain. I can recite the "Three Character Classic" at the age of three, and "The Analects of Confucius" at the age of five. My father likes me very much, and he loves me very much. He always backed me up when the other brothers beat me up.
Although this allowed me to avoid the fate of being beaten to death by black hands, it also made those brothers hate me even more. In addition, my father's eight aunts wanted their son to be the head of the family, so naturally they also regarded me as a thorn in their side.
So there are a lot of tasks assigned to me, as long as something goes wrong, it will..." Feng Quan drew a knife on his neck with his thumb.
"You can count how difficult life is, and you have lived so hard, why don't you die early and be reborn?" Shen Ming couldn't spit out the ivory.
"Why? It's rare to be a human being. Life may be a difficult mode. But it's better than not playing at all? I just want to see if I can get through the game of life with my own wisdom and specialization." Feng Quan curled his lips and smirked. Said, "Besides, even you, a grass eater, are alive and strong, so why should I die?"
"That's right... let's talk about how your ghost subordinates became ghosts?" The chat was over, and the task analysis was next.
A week ago, Feng Quan was ordered to take the Four Ghosts of Heaven and Earth to a place called Baylor Village to "pay back the love". Old Feng's family has a very close relationship, he and Feng Quan's father are still friends, and Feng Quan still calls him uncle regardless of seniority.
The uncle said that someone was going to kill him, so he asked the old Feng's family to help him deal with it.
When he first arrived in the small rural village, Feng Quan was still wondering, in such a simple and simple place, his uncle is even more respected here, who would have nothing to trouble this old man? I thought it was the old man who was suspicious and just wanted to chat with someone.
But the next day, they found out that something was wrong. The old man encountered a snipe while planting flowers in the garden. Fortunately, there was a strong wind at that time, and the bullet shattered the floor tiles at his uncle's feet.
Only then did Feng Quan get serious, and sent two ghosts and two ghosts with weapons to start searching the forests around Baylor Village. Unexpectedly, after searching for three days and three nights, not only did not find the shadow of the sniper, but even fell into the trap of the sniper and died tragically in the mountain. The ghost brought the corpse back to his uncle's house, and he was shot in the head in front of his uncle and Feng Quan. This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but a real description.
Just like that, Feng Quan knew that the opponent was the nemesis of the old Feng family... the sniper. The ancients said, "No matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives." From the head of the old Feng family to the sweeping aunt, they all practiced the ancient boxing method of killing since childhood. The eighth squad is proficient in all kinds of weapons, but they just can't surpass the super long attack distance of the sniper.
Especially for high-end snipers like Raiders, the straight-line distance of sniping is more than 1.5 kilometers. Even if they can fly over the roof and walls, by the time you arrive, the sniper will have already run away.
Feng Quan is really out of luck. If he reports the truth to his family and is accused of being incompetent, then don't expect him to come out in the future. If the mission fails... Hehe, he can only be reincarnated and play the game of life again.
This was also being forced to the point where she had no choice but to ask Shen Ming for help. Feng Quan didn't know any other masters to hire, but Shen Ming seemed to have good skills, and the price... well, it was a little tricky.
In this world, apart from precision-guided missiles, the only ones who can deal with snipers in the mountains and forests are snipers...
"Do you know? I have killed many snipers around the target before. At that time, I thought they were so stupid. They left themselves in such a dangerous position to die for money..." Leaning on the hard back of the chair, Shen Ming chuckled softly, "Feng Shui turns, now I have become such a fool."
"Stupid? You earned not only your one million, but also my friend. One day, you will feel that your choice is so correct." Feng Quan is full of confidence in himself.
"Hehe, let's talk about it when I live to that time..." Shen Ming closed his eyes and meditated.
The 8-hour drive was spent in the smell of salty fish. In the afternoon, Shen Ming and Xiao Yi got off the train at a small station that could not be named under the leadership of Feng Quan.
Then the three of them took a long-distance bus for 1 hour, and then turned around for 2 hours with a tractor, and then they finally saw the road sign of Baylor Village after an hour of ox cart ride.
By this time the sun had set, but at 7 p.m. it was so dark in the country that we could only be guided by the light of the stars.
Xiao Yi sat in the car for too long, and felt that her butt was going to be split into four parts. In the end, she could only walk all the way into the village, but it happened to exercise her muscles and bones.
It was the first time for Xiao Yi to go to such a remote countryside, surrounded by towering mountains like primeval forests. Although there are no street lights, the air is really good, with the smell of grass and dew, and every breath is like washing the lungs.
Without the roar of cars, you can hear the crisp sound of insects, without the tall buildings in the city, you can see the dense forest, and without the hustle and bustle of the world, you can smell the smell of life.
"I didn't expect that the road in such a remote place is not bad, it's different from what I saw on TV!" Xiao Yi carried her luggage and walked on the flat 4-lane asphalt road, feeling like she was out for a picnic.
"These are built by Baylor Village itself. Even though the surrounding villages are all impoverished counties, there are no poor people in Baylor Village. It can be regarded as a wealthy village like a paradise. However, all the people living in this village are aborigines, and they never like foreigners. People set foot in it, so they repaired beautiful kilometers, but never repaired street lights, because they were afraid of being disturbed by passing drivers or donkey friends." Feng Quan walked forward with his hands on the back of his head.
"Then why do they make money?" Shen Ming asked curiously.
"Selling antiques, have you forgotten that I said that my uncle used to be a relative of the emperor? Before the fall of the Qing Dynasty, it is said that their ancestors brought a large number of followers and treasures to this place to build this village. After World War II, Social changes know that today, there are 500 households in the village, all of whom are descendants of the prince at that time. Their descendants were born here and died here. In the past, as long as people left the village, they would be abandoned, and even their parents would not recognize them. Children. But after the reform and opening up, the situation has improved a lot. Children are at least allowed to go out to study, but they must return to the village after they finish their studies, otherwise they will be abandoned." Feng Quan explained.
"Is anyone really willing to go back to the fields after seeing the colorful world outside?" Xiao Yi expressed doubts.
"Why don't you want to? As long as you are a person in Baylor Village, you can get dividends from your head every year even if you don't do anything, which is more than earning more than working hard outside. If you die, you will have a free cemetery, and if you are sick, you will receive full medical care. What new mobile phone does Apple have? They are all distributed free of charge one by one. During the holidays, every household distributes gold ingots, and there is no charge for eating until you vomit at the water table." Feng Quan said disapprovingly.
"It seems that it is indeed a good place." At a corner of the mountain road he passed, Shen Ming finally got a full view of the legendary Baylor Village, a village at the bottom of the valley, all repaired in various Chinese or European-style small villas, the lights of each house are dim, and there are various famous-brand cars parked in the garage in front of the door. Those who don’t know it think they have come to a luxury resort developed by a certain developer…