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Chapter 108 Yang Sanmao and his people

Jiang Tao, whose eyes were straight and his face was stiff and stiff, was quietly like a puppet without consciousness. It was more like a tall and thin wooden stake standing in front of the lame shadow. The two were less than one meter apart and within reach.

Whether it was Tang Ning, who was in the Nine Palace Formation, or whether he was about five meters behind him, holding his breath, his nerves tense into a straight and hard thin line. Zhou Yu, who did not dare to be careless at all, could be sure now. Damn, Black Shadow is really a cripple.

Because when he tried his best to stand up straight, the normal person's shoulders that should have been horizontal but were tilted. The right shoulder was a lot higher than the left shoulder. The left leg curled up in an unnatural state forced his body to lean forward to maintain the balance of standing normally.

"Damn it, what's the hell about being so tall? Bend down quickly and lower your head."

"Money, where is my money? Have you brought it? Take it out for me, hurry up, hurry up!"

"I've been busy for the middle of the night. If I only have a few small money, I'll make you completely a ghost!"

"Hurry up! It's hard to get slow, the white mother has grown into a slutty character that the slutty girl likes, it's so savory!"

It was crackling, roaring and snarling, and it was a long string of dirty words. It was better if he didn't speak, but with this heavy breathing, the sound of scent of wine suddenly filled the air. As a result, no matter how good the wine was, after drinking it, it sucked in the stomach and then burst out from the throat. Finally, the smell that came out of the person's mouth was quite bad. In addition, this person probably didn't pay much attention to oral hygiene, and the smell sprayed with saliva was particularly strong.

Tang Ning was closest to him and was rushing by the dirty smell. His brows frowned slightly, but he didn't move, he was still waiting, watching, and listening.

Under the flashlight, Jiang Tao's pale face seemed to have lost the vitality that humans should have. He stretched out his hand and slid into his outer pocket with an expressionless face...

Yang Sanmao is very nervous now, excited and nervous, waiting so hard that he is itchy. He is also very excited, the excitement of a fortune falling from the sky. His face, distorted by greed, turned red, his forehead sweating. The sound of swallowing saliva is clearly heard in this quiet night when only the wind blows the leaves.

Although he is thin, short, and not outstanding in appearance, as a pure Oroqen person, he inherits the fierce, irritable, and greedy habits of the E people in his bones.

My ancestors once served Dagatou in the tribe. I was fortunate to learn a few incomplete techniques of possessing spirits. As a family heirloom, it has been passed down from generation to generation. However, with the development and progress of society, advanced modern culture and civilized lifestyle, the vast majority of ethnic minorities scattered in mountainous forests, including the native tribe and the Oroqen tribe, gradually integrated into the Han nationality's big family.

The original living habit of relying on hunting for a living was no longer suitable for modern society. Moreover, although the "relocation and entry into the city" policy was not implemented on a large scale at that time, the local government had already given quite generous guarantees for those who first went down the mountain and moved into the town in terms of welfare benefits.

Give them houses, household appliances, and all daily necessities for daily necessities. They also help them build warehouses and block wooden boards for free. As long as they can be used in daily life, the government will provide them unconditionally. It can be said that their lives are taken into account in extremely subtle aspects. There is no need to worry about individuals or families who benefit from it.

National policies are good, and governments at all levels are also implemented. However, to some extent, some people are tempted to be lazy and reluctant to work. They are unwilling to do any work at home and outside. They eat and sleep on weekdays and eat when they wake up. They are simply a model of sitting and waiting for death.

The minimum living security fund is received on time every month. The local Civil Affairs Bureau is responsible for paying all necessary daily necessities on time. The few spare money you get day by day, year by year, besides drinking, and live a mess.

Yang Sanmao is the most surprisingly excessive one. The thing passed down from his ancestors was cut off by his grandfather's generation. Because it is not a hundred years ago or earlier, there are not many people who believe in this kind of thing. People who understand tribal secret techniques are almost blind. Those who are walking around the streets and alleys are almost all liars who call for cure all kinds of diseases.

But Yang Sanmao was different. Although things were cut off in his grandfather's generation, he grew up with his great-grandfather since he was a child, so he learned a little more or less, and he didn't believe it at first. After growing up, he knew by chance that what he learned was not a lie, but had a mysterious and fascinating power. He tried to teach some people who had bullied him on weekdays or who he looked down on, and the effect was very good. Although the people he had taught by him using secret techniques did not die, most of them were paralyzed in bed for three or four months.

Since then, Yang Sanmao was full of confidence and went out to the world with the secret technique he learned with the half-tone spiritual skills. But his idea was good. When he officially entered the world, he knew what was going on in the real Qimen River. Especially after suffering several great losses and almost died many times, he immediately put away his arrogant heart. He knew that there are many strange people and things in this vast world, many of which he could not afford to offend and dared not to offend.

Whether it is the identity or the secret technique he practiced, they are far from it. In desperation, they began to be a human being with their tails in their arms. They are all over the country, from all over the country, and they can't make a fortune, but they have never stopped making a small fortune. After decades, they finally have no big names.

When there was no one at night, an indescribable loneliness and loneliness torture him. He often got drunk and had no fixed residence, so he slept wherever he was. He was like a homeless man. It was from that time that Yang Sanmao had the idea of ​​returning to his roots.

But when he went back in a dilemma, he felt that he could not afford to lose this person. So he wanted to make a big fortune, save enough capital to enjoy the old age, and then immediately return to his hometown in Northeast China.

The place to start was Dongguan, because it was one of the most economically developed regions, with many rich people. After more than half a year of secret investigation and scouting, he finally discovered a boss from Hong Kong. Because he also knew that the Qimen River had already been trapped in China. Southeast Asia and Hong Kong and Macao are the popular places. There are also many bodyguards and entourages brought by the rich people.

So he prepared for three months before and after the New Year. After thinking about it for no worries, he decided to take action. However, even though he made complete preparations, he finally hit the iron plate. He met a master of Qimen who was born in Malaysia and knew the secret technique of "God of War Puppets". Although he escaped, he still had one leg.

Not only did he not make a fortune, but his savings over the years were also spent on his escape. He lost a glorious way and fled back to his hometown in Northeast China.

After answering the answer to Yang Sanmao, the depression caused by the failure and injury that was held in his heart was getting deeper and hard to let go. He dragged his disabled body, making his temperament even more violent and violent. He lived by drinking all day long. After getting drunk, he kept asking for trouble from the local street office and county-level government. He shouted that it was either the treatment was bad or the minimum security fund was too small. Or it was discrimination against ethnic minorities and blatantly undermining the good situation of national unity.

He is worthy of being a person who has been living outside, and he talks about the rules and regulations one by one. When he was inspecting the superiors, he had stopped cars in the street many times and even cheated in front of leaders at all levels. Over the years, no matter what he was, he had crowded with people in the crowd.

It has become a famous disaster in the county! It is also a famous hob meat in various nearby counties and districts. It cannot be beaten or scolded like a dog skin plaster. It is arrested and it will still be after three or five days.

The family was already barely barely, and he exchanged the furniture and appliances and other items of government-sponsored work. In the end, even the house was sold to others for the sake of changing the wine. Drinking, drinking, and drinking it again after sobering up. Alcohol has become the whole of his life. Digging a door and stealing holes to make money has become the only thing he cares about when he is sober.
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