Chen Jianan spent three days at Qiao's house, eating, drinking, and bed boring, and Qiao Wen also stayed at home for three days, not just to accompany him, he originally wanted to go to the city to see the situation as soon as possible, but this body is too Weak, from the second floor to the first floor, have to pant for a long time, had to temporarily recuperate at home.
The two eat the same pot of rice every day, sleep in the same bed, and as long as their eyes are open, they can see each other's face.
Chen Jianan has a restless temperament, although he can't go out, it doesn't affect him tossing around in the small room. On the third day, the injury improved slightly, and he got up early in the morning to exercise his muscles and bones.
Qiao Wen saw him punching the air, thinking about his crooked body, his heart moved, and he said, "Brother Nan, when I get better, you go to the rooftop to practice boxing in the morning, and I will come with you. "
Chen Jianan snorted, as if he didn't know him, opened his eyes wide and said: "Don't you like to move the most? Letting you climb to the roof can kill half of your life, why did you suddenly think of practicing boxing with me?" ?”
Qiao Wen said: "This illness made me figure it out. I just don't like to move my body. If I am like you, I have practiced boxing since I was a child. It will definitely not be like it is now."
"That's true." Chen Jianan nodded, very happy, and made a big gesture to slap him on the shoulder, but when it fell, he suddenly remembered that his weak body couldn't bear his serious slap, so he quickly changed to Caressed gently, said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Qiao, I will teach you boxing from now on. Don't call me brother, just call me master."
Qiao Wen gave him a sideways look with a wooden face.
Chen Jianan, however, seemed to be thoroughly amused by his statement, with a swollen face, his smile was almost out of shape.
The two were arguing, and there was a soft shout from downstairs: "If you don't want to make friends, get out of the city."
"It only rose to eighty last month, and it has grown to one hundred this month. Our small business earns a few hundred yuan a month. Will you give people a way to survive?"
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Qiao Wen could tell that it was the people from the Hexing Club who were collecting security fees, which were called security fees, but were actually protection fees.
Because the Kowloon Walled City is a three-way zone, there is no police to maintain order. As long as it is within the Walled City, everything is decided by the Hexing Society. Good people in the West District naturally have to pay the so-called security fee every month.
Originally, this was a slum, and it was not easy for the common people to make a living. Tens of dollars a month for security fees was not a small amount, but now it has increased to one hundred, which is really worse, and it is no wonder that some people are unwilling.
Hearing this voice, Chen Jianan frowned, showing a sullen expression: "I'll go down and have a look."
"I'll be with you." Qiao Wen said, and handed him another cane, "You lean on this, it looks more serious."
"Almost forgot." Chen Jianan chuckled, took the cane, and supported him downstairs.
In front of the stall downstairs, two men with flowery arms were collecting money from one store to another. Grandma Qiao's dry goods stall had already been collected, and now she was receiving a fish ball shop.
The proprietress of the fishball shop is a hot-tempered woman. The child in the family has been sick recently and spent a lot of money. She couldn’t get a hundred yuan at the stall. She was so angry that she picked up a feather duster and wanted to fight with the two of them. A man snatched it viciously, and slapped the proprietress mercilessly, "Get out of the city if you don't pay!"
But before the slap fell, he was stopped by a stick in mid-air.
Chen Jianan held up his cane, and said with a smirk: "Brother Scar, why has the security fee increased again? I didn't notify the neighbors in advance, how can every household have exactly one hundred yuan?"
The young man named Scar, as the name suggests, has a shocking old scar on his face, which makes the originally ordinary facial features look even more uncoordinated.
He glanced at Chen Jianan, showing a contemptuous expression: "Beautiful Nan, Brother Fei is responsible for the security fee, we just follow orders to work, if you think it's too much, go find Brother Fei."
Chen Jianan said: "No matter what, if the money suddenly increases, the neighbors in the neighborhood can't afford it for a while, so there must be a two-day grace period."
Qiao Wen stood at the stall of his house, silently watching him bargaining with others more than ten meters away, and heard grandma sighing in his ears: "If the price continues to rise, this life will really be impossible."
Qiao Wen frowned, and wanted to say something to reassure the old man, but thinking that he had nothing at this time, and it was not easy to write a bad check, so he could only pat the old man on the shoulder as a consolation.
Dao Scar saw that the proprietress really couldn't come up with the money, cursed a few words and hurriedly prepared, then went to a fragrant paper stall in front of him, and grabbed the man inside: "Uncle Ming, Brother Fei won't look for you, your gambling debt Are you not going to pay it back?"
The man who was caught was the owner of this fragrant paper stall. He was in his forties, with a stooped figure and a sallow complexion. He looked like he had been plagued by tobacco and alcohol all year round.
Facing the menacing Scar, Uncle Ming shrank his body like a ghost and nodded in fear: "Brother Scar, please allow Brother Fei to give it a few more days, and I will pay back the money as soon as I raise it."
Dao Scar showed a sneering grin: "20,000 yuan gambling debt, I think you can pay it back even if you give it another ten months. Brother Fei said that you don't have to pay back the money. Isn't there a sixteen-year-old girl in your family? Let me take her directly to Li to repay your debt."
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When Qiao Wen heard this, his face darkened slightly, and he recalled from his original memory the pure and sensible appearance of Uncle Ming's daughter Baolian.
Hearing this, Uncle Ming was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed and begged repeatedly: "Brother Scar, go talk to Brother Fei, give me a few more days, and I will definitely pay it back, definitely!"
Dao Scar naturally didn't take his words seriously, kicked the person away, strode into his incense paper shop, pulled out the shivering girl who was hiding behind the counter, raised her eyebrows and smiled: " Baolian, right? Uncle Ming, you don’t look very good? The girl looks good, I’ll take her there to show Brother Fei first.”
"Abba, Abba! Help me!" The sixteen-year-old girl cried out in fright.
Uncle Ming moved forward with both hands and feet, hugging Scar's thigh: "Brother Scar, what's the matter with you, come at me and let my daughter go. I can't pay back the money, at worst, I will die."
"Abba! Abba!"
There were many neighbors surrounded, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.
When several people were entangled, Chen Jianan limped over and pulled Baolian behind him: "Brother Scar, you are all neighbors in the neighborhood, why do you have to do such a terrible thing?"
Dao Scar snorted coldly at him, and said, "Beautiful Nan, it's only right and proper to repay debts. You are also a member of Hexing Club, what rules do you not understand? Uncle Ming is going to gamble on his own, no one forced him , It’s definitely not good to lose the money, twenty thousand yuan is not a small amount, it’s more than enough to buy a few young girls, thanks to Brother Fei who is easy to talk to.”
Uncle Ming said: "Where are there twenty thousand? There are only two thousand in total."
Dao Scar smiled and said, "Take two thousand from Brother Fei. It will take almost a year. Twenty thousand is considered cheap for you." After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Jianan again, "Little Nan, let me tell you, this The fourth brother can't help you. Unless you help to pay back the money, I must take this girl away. "
Chen Canaan really didn't have 20,000 yuan, and he couldn't earn such a large amount of money, unless he killed people. But except for his family and Qiao Wen, he would never kill anyone for anyone.
He looked at the crooked man on the ground with hatred, and fell silent.
"Give two more days, and we will help you pay back the money." A slightly weak voice suddenly sounded in the brief silence.
Chen Jianan looked at the prestige in astonishment, and his eyes fell on the young man in the shadow of Qiao's stall, as if he had heard it wrong, because the words did not seem to come from Qiao Wen's mouth anyway.
Qiao Wen lived reclusively, and Dao Scar had hardly seen him face-to-face. He squinted his eyes and looked at people, and said with a smile: "What a big tone, twenty thousand yuan, not two hundred yuan."
Qiao Wen walked over from the shadows step by step, he was clearly still the pale and weak young man, but Chen Jianan's determined and calm expression fell into Chen Jianan's eyes, making him suddenly feel that this little Qiao was a little strange.
"Little Qiao!" Nervously, he moved to Qiao Wen, separating him from Scar.
Scar's eyes fell on Qiao Wen's face. He had always known that Chen Jianan had a sick brother who looked like Pan An, and he probably was this one.
In fact, he had a little impression of Qiao Wen, but in the past, this sick man would bow his head and avoid people like them when he saw them, so he had never met anyone face to face. Seeing it at a close distance now, I realized that the rumors were true, this boy really had a face more beautiful than a woman's.
However, although Dao Scar is lustful, he is not masculine. After being amazed, he calmed down and said with a smile: "Liangzi Nan, your brother said you should pay back the money? What do you say?"
Before Chen Jianan could reply, Qiao Wen had already said calmly: "In two days, if we don't pay back, Uncle Ming and Baolian will be at your disposal."
Chen Jianan said anxiously: "Little Qiao!"
Qiao Wen waved at him lightly, but he subconsciously stopped talking.
Dao Scar didn't take his words seriously at first, but when he saw Chen Jianan's anxious look, he suddenly thought of something and bent his lips into a smile, and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you two days." He said it meaningfully Patted Chen Jianan's shoulder gently, "Beautiful Nan, Brother Scar is waiting for you."
After all, I left the incense paper stall and continued to collect money from other houses.
Scar agreed so readily, of course not because he had a whim and kindness, but because he never believed that they could get together 20,000 yuan in two days. At that time, not only can he take Baolian away, but he can also take this opportunity to teach Chen Jianan a lesson.
Dao Scar has always been quite pretentious, because the boss Qin Yunfei is a red stick, the number three member of the club, and he is the opponent's capable subordinate. He feels that although he is a forty-nine boy, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a big boss. And Chen Jianan's boss, Zhao Ah Si, is just a dou who can't afford to support him, but Liang Zai Nan's reputation in the city is much bigger than his scar. It's the girls in the Lido who love to talk about him when they have nothing to do.
He had disliked Chen Canaan for a long time, and felt that this street boy had nothing but his face, so he had long wanted to find an opportunity to give him some flair, and let him know that gangsters don't rely on their faces to make a living.
This opportunity came to his door, of course he would not miss it.
Naturally, Chen Jianan didn't know Scar's dark thoughts, and when he left, he immediately held Qiao Wen's arms nervously: "Xiao Qiao, 20,000 yuan, where are we going to raise it?" As he spoke, he turned angrily He kicked his head towards Uncle Ming who was sitting slumped on the ground like dead ashes, "How many times have I told you not to bet that you don't listen, you want to kill yourself, why did you drag Baolian!"
The man was tearing up, he was already crying badly, his sallow cheeks were full of tears, obviously he really regretted it: "I don't want to, I just want to make money so that I can save some dowry for Baolian. Two thousand, who would have thought it would be twenty thousand in a few months!"
Baolian knelt on the ground hugging her father and weeping loudly, looking helpless and desperate. The father and daughter have lived together for many years. It is true that my uncle is a bastard gambler, but his love for his only daughter is true.
Chen Jianan said angrily: "How dare you owe Brother Fei? Don't you know that his gang eats people but doesn't spit out their bones?"
Bao Lian cried violently: "Brother Anang, can you save me and Dad?"
A sixteen-year-old girl with a fair and beautiful face, in the dark and dirty city, is like a lotus blooming in the mud.
Qiao Wen knew that if he saved this time, there might be another time, but he couldn't just watch the girl fall into the wolf den.
He pulled out a memory from the original body. It was a girl like a flower who handed him a plate of ready-made snacks, and said shyly, "Brother Awen, this is the red bean cake I made, do you like it? "
He secretly sighed, pulled Chen Jianan who was about to run away and said, "Brother Nan, let's go upstairs and talk."
With a livid face, Chen Jianan spat forcefully at the man on the ground, turned around and followed Qiao Wen, pretending to be limping with his cane.
Qiao Wen went to the stall at home first, comforted his worried grandmother and said, "Grandma, it's okay, Brother Nan and I will figure out a way."
Grandma murmured: "Twenty thousand yuan, where can you find it?"
Qiao Wen said: "Don't worry, Brother Nan has a solution."
Chen Jianan: "???"
Don't talk nonsense, I didn't! ! !