"I don't know the specific name. I just heard their own people call him 'Chuntai'." Shan Sihua recalled seriously: "Also, this man has very dark skin, a bit like an African.

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"He has dark skin and looks like a boy. It seems that there is such a person around here, but he doesn't seem to be a horse boy." Age also thought hard and replied: "Don't worry, I will ask this for you.

, I know a lot of people who are mazai."

"Thank you very much." Shan Sihua turned from worry to joy and handed over a cigarette.

The two chatted enthusiastically, completely unaware that their conversation had aroused the interest of a young man and woman at the next table. After hearing the name "Chun Zai" repeated in Agge's mouth, the man and woman handed each other a hand.

With a glance, he left his seat nervously.

"How are you going to ask for me?" When it came to Chun Zai, Shan Sihua became very excited and couldn't wait to ask: "Didn't you say that you don't want to be Ma Zai anymore?"

"Of course I asked quietly, do you still want to ask around blatantly?" Agger raised his neck and drank all the beer in the cup, half joking and half serious: "If you ask around openly, just ask around openly."

I'm afraid that before you find him, you might expose yourself and let him come to you first."

What the two of them didn't expect was that Agger's joke was unfortunately true.

The man and woman who were at the table next to Shan Sihua left the cold drink shop in a panic and went to a quiet place next to them. The man took out his cell phone, dialed a number quickly, and lowered his voice into the phone.

He said in a loud voice: "Hey, Chunzi, the bedding boy you are looking for seems to be here. You should go to the cold drink shop in Nantian Industrial Zone immediately and have a look."

Here, Shan Sihua and Agger were chatting very happily, and it felt good to talk freely. Looking at the ashtray filled with filtered cigarette butts on the table, you can tell how long their conversation has been going on.

Agger put out the cigarette butt in his hand and suggested: "Let's go, it's time to go back." Shan Sihua also felt that it was about the same, so he stood up, rushed to the stage, and rushed to buy the order. He watched the two of them competing to pay the bill.

They looked like they were already good friends.

It was already past midnight, and the roads in Nantian Industrial Zone were sparsely populated. The lonely street lamps were scattered on both sides of the road, like dedicated sentries sticking to their respective posts, selflessly devoting light.

On the way back to the rental house, Shan Sihua and Agger didn't say anything more. Maybe they had already said enough at the cold drink shop.

When passing by the downstairs of Yuncai Hair Salon, Shan Sihua couldn't help but look up again and found that the neon light at the door had been extinguished.

This small gesture caught Agger's attention, and he asked casually: "By the way, last time my boss and I came here to see you, we heard that you had a fellow worker working above, right?"

"Well, he's a friend, not a fellow countryman." Shan Sihua responded, and he and Age walked quickly downstairs. This was the place where he smashed the watermelon knife with the package that day.

From Yuncai Hair Salon to the rental house, you need to pass through a relatively secluded road. I don't know which troublesome child smashed the street lights on this road. At a glance, it was pitch black.

As soon as he walked into the path, a cold wind blew in his face, and Shan Sihua couldn't help but shudder. The accident happened here.

Just when the two of them had walked on the path for more than ten steps, a male voice with a strong southern flavor came from behind. "Bedgay, you are quite courageous. You still want to cause trouble for me. You will be dead tonight!"

Both of them were startled when they heard this. They quickly looked back and saw several dark figures vaguely visible at the entrance of the path, standing there like ghosts without moving. The sound was made by one of the dark figures.

Listening to this familiar voice, a name immediately popped out of Shan Sihua's mind. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you Chunzai?"

"What? Is he the Chunzai you mentioned?" Agger glanced sideways at Shan Sihua, then looked at the dark figures at the entrance of the path, but his tone was relatively calm.

"It sounds a bit similar." Shan Sihua wasn't entirely sure, but judging from Heiying's words just now, it seemed that he had not offended anyone else except Chunzai.

The path Shan Sihua and the others were on was only five meters wide, with uniform three-story buildings on both sides, row upon row, stretching hundreds of meters long, forming a small alley like an alley. Shan Sihua

The rental house they live in is at the end.

It was midnight at this time, and everything was completely silent. Although the voices of Shan Sihua and Shan Sihua were very soft, they could be heard far away. They were clearly distinguishable on this quiet alley-like alley, and naturally reached the few people at the intersection.

A shadowy ear.

"No need to doubt, I am the Chunzi you are looking for." Mandarin with a strong southern flavor sounded again from the black shadow at the intersection, accompanied by several contemptuous sneers.

A "buzzing" sound resounded in Shan Sihua's ears. His nerves tensed up and his blood rushed to his forehead.

These dark shadows were actually brought by Chunzai!

Although he was in the dark, when he heard someone among the dark figures at the intersection claiming to be Chun Zai, Shan Sihua immediately felt like he was meeting enemies and wanted to rush over and punch Chun Zai down.

In an instant, Captain Huang's helpless smile as he lay on the hospital bed appeared in front of Shan Sihua's eyes. The scene of being chased by Chunzai and others from the basketball court in Bingshan Industrial Zone that night was still vivid in his mind.

This hateful Chunzai!

If he hadn't tried to seize the guitar and refused to return it, which caused a series of troubles later, Captain Huang would not have been stabbed on his behalf, and he would not have been reduced to the situation of Ma Zai today. The culprit of all this is Chun Zai

!

Shan Sihua secretly gathered strength, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and was about to rush over as soon as he moved. Age was worthy of being a horse boy for several months. Seeing this scene, he immediately attached himself to Shan Sihua

Hua whispered in his ear: "Quick, go back and get the guy."

This reminder made Shan Sihua come back to his senses. Chunzai and others were in the dark. They couldn't see clearly how many people there were and didn't know what they had in their hands. They rushed over hastily, fearing that they would eat a lot of food.

deficit.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Shan Sihua said "yes" in agreement, turned around and prepared to run back with Agger to get the samurai sword in the rental house.

However, when they turned around, the scene in front of them made them take a breath of cold air.

At some point, on the other side of the path, leading to Shan Sihua's rental house, several ghostly black figures appeared, holding strips of objects, blocking the way of the two of them like a wall.
Chapter completed!