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Chapter 6 Take the initiative to hit the muzzle


And Fang Senyan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old and dirty building in the tiled house, because he was afraid that this landmark building that he remembered in his heart would also be demolished.

Rapid updates The pigsty is a three-story building, and the outside walls are not even tiled and painted, and the exterior walls are decorated directly with concrete.

Even the words "Long live the cultural big xx" can be faintly recognized on the surface.

In its tattered doorway hung a crooked plaque, half rotten, with the recognizable words on it: roll, dry, and the rest was swept away by the sun, wind and rain.

Outside the pigsty is still very lively, where you can see the BMW 730 and the tattered Phoenix bicycle parked together, shiny leather shoes and dirty fish boots stepping harmoniously on a stool.

From time to time, a group of people laughed loudly, their faces were red, and they came out steaming, and immediately several people with their hands in their sleeves poured in.

Fang Senyan queued for less than five minutes, as if he felt that someone was looking at him, but when he turned his head and found that there was no one, after walking inside, he saw that the room full of people were holding bowls, burying their heads and "snoring", and a strong aroma of green onion and ginger filled the hall.

Stepping on the ground is soft, and you will have the illusion of trampling on the lawn of the football field, but the essence is that there is a thin layer of toilet paper that has been wiped and discarded everywhere, and a thin layer is spread on the ground, as well as bones and broken sanitary chopsticks.

I think it's because the business is too good and the boss is too busy to even clean the shop.

"What to eat" A woman's impatient voice came, as soon as Fang Senyan looked up, he saw the familiar face of the proprietress, this woman was thin, her hair was half gray, very thin, stubbornly tight, the clothes she wore up and down her body were quite plain, she tied an apron, but she was cleanly washed, and the cuffs and the kuguan were slightly pulled, and she looked like she was very shrewd and capable, and she was very sharp.

"Well, I'll order."

Fang Senyan scratched his head and said.

"Stand here and wait."

The proprietress was like a machine gun, her mouth swept over as soon as she opened her mouth, and she had already turned to another person: "What to eat" After waiting for about half an hour, Fang Senyan finally obtained the qualification to go upstairs, sat down in front of a table full of scraps, and waited for another ten minutes, before someone came to hastily clean up the table and turned to leave, Fang Senyan could even see a few white solidified grease on the table being directly wiped out by the rag The arc of a Li Ning trademark.

The update is really laughable.

Next, no one came to ask Fang Senyan what he wanted to eat, a guy brought a steaming pot, and a light large kerosene stove below was burning with a cheerful blue flame, and the soup in the pot spit bursts of white mist, making a "goo" and "goo" sound, and of course, there is a very humane atmosphere.

Fang Senyan picked up a bowl and scooped half a bowl with a spoon, only to see that the snow-white green onion segment was floating in the dark red pig red, and there were a little oil beads on the clear soup, and a strong fragrance of green onion and ginger came to his nose, which seemed to remove the chill cleanly.

Fang Senyan took a sip, and suddenly felt that a piece of pig red slid directly down the soup into his mouth, and his upper and lower teeth were slightly forced, and he felt that this piece of slippery pig blood first had a rebound, and then it shattered into many pieces, freely feeding back more slippery feeling to the tongue.

It was only a short minute for the soup in this pot to be drunk clean by Fang Senyan.

Of course, the pig red was also swept away.

Then there was a long wait, but for the hungry people, this time was doubly unbearable, in fact, it was only about ten minutes, the two guys walked up with two big wooden trays, the trays were all dishes, in Fang Senyan's stunned eyes, the rest of the people had already rushed forward with the speed of Liu Xiang competing for the world championship, one person grabbed one or two dishes and ran for a moment, and even the dozen or so plates of cold kimchi were not spared. , here is not the guy to serve the food, but directly serve the food and wait for someone to grab it Fang Senyan finally understood deeply at this time that in the pigsty, things like humility and etiquette only brought losses and hunger, so he knew what to do next time, so Fang Senyan was very polite when he served the food next time, with the powerful ability given to him by the nightmare space, the next time the guy served the food on the tray, Fang Senyan directly squeezed the other people around, and then came to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary, grabbed the tray held by the guy and prepared to leave.

At this time, he saw an old man actually acting as a yellow finch next to him, and he was going to cut off his beard halfway, in view of his respect for the elderly, Fang Senyan took a civilized way with lightning speed, and he spat on each plate.

This made the old man and even the rest of the guys who wanted to rob the fire helpless to leave.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Senyan's five-year-long wish came true, and he finally had a comfortable meal in the pigsty.

As I saw earlier, all the dishes in the pigsty were related to pig red, and the four dishes that Fang Senyan grabbed were naturally the same: red and white tofu was made of three raw materials, and high-grade stone-ground nèn tofu was the main ingredient, which was mixed with the pig's spinal cord and brain, as well as pig red, and the three materials were very smooth and melted in the mouth.

In addition, a cold dish is a blood sausage, this thing is to pour the pig red into the pig's intestines, and then add ingredients to cook and slice, if the taste is not sweet and cold, it is a little like a cute cone, bite down, a circle of crispy chewy on the surface, the pig red inside is smooth and luscious, and it melts in the mouth.

There is also a bowl of pork red, which is to pass the pig red in boiling water, and bury the bean sprouts lying down at the bottom of the bowl, nèn white green onion segments, kohlrabi, spicy oil, hot pot solution, wide powder, just look at the layer of red oil that emerges on the surface, the surface of the tongue will involuntarily emerge a hot spicy, and people who can eat spicy must be the favorite.

With these dishes, he ate three bowls of rice in a row, exhaled comfortably, and then patted his belly and called the boss to settle the bill.

In the end, I found that the dishes were simply frighteningly cheap, three dishes, one soup, three bowls of rice less than twenty noses, and the cost performance simply exceeded the Volkswagen Tiguan Audi Q5, no wonder it was so popular.

After Fang Senyan finished eating, he gave the money and strode out, facing the cold wind and cold rain, but instead forced the hot food he had just eaten, which was very comfortable.

Fang Senyan had just walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped, because he suddenly realized that a large group of people were surging in front of him, and Huo Zai and Pink Gut Four, who had been spared by himself before, were among these people, but Huo Zai's face and expression were frightened and afraid, but Pink Gut Four's eyes were flickering and vicious, and as soon as he saw Fang Senyan, he immediately pointed over and shouted "It's his Feiji's goods on his body" Fang Senyan suddenly understood at this time that Fangchenggang was the old nest of Hua Yifei, and most of the series of bloody cases he had made before were stereotyped as vendettas within the underworld, but the impact should be extremely bad, so it attracted the attention of the above and demolished Siqiao Town.

However, Hua Yifei's vitality was not hurt at all, his nest was originally in Fangchenggang, and his identity was actually converted from the previous wholesaler to a wholesale and part-time businessman.

Fang Senyan haunts Fangchenggang, there are quite a lot of people who know him, and this is the nest of Huayi Fei, so the possibility of being recognized is already high.

What's more, Fang Senyan almost forgot that he still had a batch of flowers flying in his hands, but Fang Senyan, a contractor who has mastered a powerful power, can not care about this money, but for the big business of the family, it is a lot of money.

Fang Senyan rode a motorcycle to swagger through the city before, and then ate in this downtown area, most of the time he was targeted, but it is impossible for underworld drug dealers to be on call like 110, and it always takes a while to call people, so now that such a large group of people have been found, and the time is okay.

Fang Senyan was experienced in a hundred battles at this time, and it was estimated that he had killed more people than all the guys in front of him combined, and he was no longer the rookie who had just entered the space, and when he saw this situation, he immediately turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Because Fang Senyan also knew very well that if it wasn't a last resort, it was better not to do something perverted on the street.

It would be unwise to draw the attention of the state.

Obviously, for the group of thugs who flew in flowers, although they had heard about Fang Senyan's metamorphosis after hearing about Fan Gut Si and Huozai, but in the end, seeing is believing is true in this world, for them, Fang Senyan running is a normal reaction, and not running is abnormal, so he was immediately excited, thinking of the bonus offered by Feige, he chased after him fiercely.

According to Fang Senyan's speed at this time, it is not too easy to get rid of them, but Fang Senyan did not intend to get rid of them at all, but ran easily while slowly hanging this group of fools, although Fangchenggang is quite prosperous, but it is still divided into new and old towns, Fang Senyan ran out of a kilometer or two, and then turned into a dead alley where even the street lights became old and yellow.

Then he turned around.

Lowered his head slightly, and let those thugs rush towards him like a tide: