It was around 2 pm, and the train arrived in Chuxiong was nine o'clock the next morning. That is to say, from now on, the distance will be connected to Cao Yanhua again, and the plan will be ten* hours.

Luo Ren asked Mu Dai for advice: "Let's drive away, knowing that you are in a hurry, I try not to be slower than the train - but in the first place, I will rest when I am tired, and I will stop for dinner when I am hungry. The purpose is to send you safely, and I will not take the risk of being in a hurry."

Kiyo thought these were all taken for granted: "Okay."

He asked him again: "Why have to go alone with me?"

There was no one else in the car, and it seemed that Yan Hongsha and Yi Wansan were also arranged to leave.

Luo Ren smiled and said, "I just want to talk to you."

***

——I just want to talk to you.

Kiyo is actually quite happy.

Think about it carefully, although I always see Luo Ren for so long, I have few opportunities to be alone and have never even had a serious date. So she often fantasizes about what it feels like to put on beautiful makeup to go on an appointment, what it feels like to go shopping in supermarkets, and what it feels like to go to the cinema to watch movies together.

He also said he wanted to take her to climb the snow mountain, but both of them fell into the hole, but that time...well, it was barely enough, and there was quite progress.

Ten* hours, Luo Ren should have to say a lot in such a long time.

I went to the supermarket to buy food first. Although I was quick to fight, I pushed the car seriously, which was a complete idea of ​​"shopping both sides".

The shelves were narrow, and the two of them were pushing the cart and stopping and walking. Luo Ren occasionally asked her: "Do you want this?"

Whenever she nodded, he would take off the things at will, which was easy. Unlike her before, she used to go to the supermarket and wanted to get things from high places, she would always jump and jump.

After turning a corner, Mu Dai never looked at these food and rice, oil, salt, knife, pot and dish. This time it was strange. He suddenly slowed down a lot. He looked at the salt bag and vinegar bottle, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

——In the future, if you live with Luo Ren, you will never be able to take out meals. These pots and utensils at home must be kept, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar must be complete. When I worked in Aunt Zheng Li’s restaurant, I still had a good knife skills. I could barely deal with the two home-cooked dishes...

When he came back to his senses, he saw Luo Ren stopping, staring at her meaningfully.

Kiyo actually blushed and stammered, "Let's go."

She pushed the cart away in a panic, and Luo Ren asked behind her: "Do you want to get married?"

Ah? Kiyo was speechless.

Luo Ren came over and put his hand around her waist: "I heard people say that a young girl who loves beauty and beauty suddenly became interested in kitchen supplies one day. She either wanted to be a chef or wanted to get married."

Muday smiled dryly: "No, no... I just thought, I didn't know if the seasonings were all in Zheng Bo's hotel..."

"Thank you for Uncle Zheng. You haven't even entered the kitchen since you opened it. Now you are eight hundred miles away, so I'll worry about the incomplete seasonings."

Mu Dai blushed like a monkey's butt: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Luo Ren held back his laughter and really wanted to kiss her twice, but there were always people coming and going, so he had to give up. After thinking about it, he asked her: "Do I want to bring some gifts?"

No, Mu Dai answered quickly: "The master doesn't like it."

***

The car was on the highway and everything was stable. Neither of them spoke. Luo Ren liked the atmosphere very much. Sometimes he had just a look, and Mu Dayi twisted the water and sent it over. After he finished drinking, she twisted the lid on again - always holding the bottle in his hand, and the remaining water in the bottle rippled with the body of the car.

The highway here is very distinctive. The lane fences are separated, and green plants are densely planted on the fences. From afar, a slender white flower stubbornly stretches out between the vegetation, shaking in the sunlight and passing by the wind in the car.

This is the best time to open your mouth.

Luo Ren looked ahead, not Mu Yo.

"At that time, I was in the Philippines, had a quarrel with my family, tore my passport, and refused to return home. I was in a hurry and had endless troubles."

Kiyo knew about the previous love and understood that this was the follow-up, so he listened quietly.

"I didn't say that I was illegal and stayed, and the money was spent very quickly. I was so hungry that I could never pull it up again. I honestly tried to find a way to serve this mouth. I know what job I've been looking for?"

"bodyguard?"

Luo Ren chuckled: "I look down on me too highly, I'm washing dishes."

For the Philippines, he is a complete "foreigner". He has no way or status and can only exchange physical rewards for the moment - he washes dishes in a small restaurant with Chinese people in the local area, but cannot wash openly. Most of the time, he squats in the narrow and cramped dishwasher in the kitchen, and greasy sewage mixed with dishwashing liquid passes under his feet.

"In the local area, this kind of honest Chinese people are the most bullied. There are always some gang members who come to cheat and trick them. Sometimes, they will touch the female family. Once I was so angry that I rushed out and rushed out, one to three."

Luo Xiaodao, who is always squeamish, and Luo Xiaodao, who is extremely accurate in aiming at the flying knife, actually had the experience of swinging a pot out of the kitchen to fight. Mu Dai wanted to laugh, but he felt a little distressed: "Is it a pity that someone beaten up?"

"In your eyes, I'm just useless?"

He was indeed beaten to the point of being bruised, but those three people were even worse. Luo Ren couldn't explain why. At that time, he had not received systematic training, so he relied on a ruthless and slapped the pot and beat three people down.

"Then what?"

"Then the boss didn't dare to keep me anymore, saying that I was causing trouble, and there were endless troubles. If someone sued the police station and found that I was staying illegally, he would be even more troublesome - he paid me two more weeks of extra wages and asked me to leave."

Looking back now, the scene at that time was really like a movie. It was raining in the sky. The boss gave him a big black umbrella. When he went out to hold it up, he found that the umbrella was broken. It rained heavily outside the umbrella, it rained lightly inside the umbrella, and a bone collapsed, which was as embarrassing as his situation.

When I got into the alley, I was intercepted.

Kiyo nervous: "Are those people taking revenge on you?"

Luo Ren turned his head and smiled, twisted her face with one hand: "No, it's a scout, I'm here to discover me."

He also signaled: "Open the bag of potato chips."

Mu Dai bent down, took out the potato chips from the supermarket shopping bag under his feet, tore them apart, and handed Luo Ren two pieces first.

Luo Ren touched it with his mouth and chewed it whole: "It tastes good."

The man in the lead had a scar face and had a tattoo on his face. He asked him if he wanted to make a lot of money.

Kiyo asked him: "Are you going to be a mercenary?"

"It's early, I didn't get it in one step. I'm going to fight the black boxing."

It’s not that he was pushed to the front stage immediately, but he still had to train first. Scar face patted his shoulder and said: "When training, you will have a greater chance of survival in the boxing ring."

Luo Ren remembers this sentence firmly.

"At that time, I didn't have any choice. I just knew that if I didn't want to die, I had to work harder. In the boxing ring, the bonus was very high and there were many dark box operations. Sometimes I could get money by winning, but sometimes I had to lose intentionally. I could win others and get more money. There were price tags for broken arms and legs."

Mu Dai's lips were dry, and when he saw Luo Ren was not speaking, Luo Ren seemed to know what she wanted to ask, nodded: "Yes, I broke my arm."

Kiyo lowered his head, his hands tugged together, and in a trance, he felt that the car had stopped.

Looking up, he did stop. Luo Ren turned the car away and temporarily parked in the emergency lane.

Asked her: "Isn't it difficult to accept? Then let's not talk about this for now."

Muday shook his head, feeling depressed and uncomfortable, he paused to untie his seat belt and fell into his arms.

Luo Ren smiled and hugged her: "I was ignorant at that time. I had known that a girl would be uncomfortable for me in the future, and I would never let it break."

"Which arm?"

“On the left.”

Kiyo stretched out his hand and gently stroked his left arm, with a very light force and almost careful.

Luo Ren rubbed her hair: "I recovered very well. I was used to operating in the boxing ring. I immediately lifted my arm as soon as I broke my arm. The doctor was waiting to tie the bones, and there were also earth-branded herbs. It took a few minutes to get it right, and it ended without reacting."

At this time, you can often hear the thunderous joy in the frontcourt. It must be the winner's patrol. The spectators throw cash into the venue. A beauties wearing only bikini come to offer garlands, implying that it will be free tonight.

...

The emergency lane cannot be parked for too long, the car quickly re-loaded, the sun has begun to move in a slant, and the temperature is not as hot as noon.

Kiyo curled up in the passenger seat, silent, slow, and occasionally ate potato chips.

Luo Ren looked at her: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

She shook her head: "Then how did you go from fighting the black boxing to hiring mercenaries?"

***

That starts with a fight with a dead punch.

The death punch is more cruel and exciting than the black punch: the death rate that requires a higher point.

However, such boxing competitions often have higher ticket prices and will attract more people to flock to it: Luo Ren cannot understand why there are people who are so enthusiastic and spend huge amounts of money just to witness the deaths of the same kind throughout the whole process.

He doesn't fight to death, and he is rarely injured or disabled unless the other party wants to crippled him or earns the disabled money. At that time, he was already tired and disgusted with this kind of life, but in many circles, you don't want to leave as you want.

In that game, Luo Ren was the third one.

Before the game, the organizer hurriedly pulled him to the back door of the boxing ring and told him: "The bet is played in the field, and the boss of the field also made a bet. This game will be a dead end. The opponent's strength is not as strong as him, so Luo Ren must take ruthless measures.

Luo Ren said: "You know I don't fight * dead boxing."

The person who tapped said, "This is a temporary change, and no one expected it. The bets at the beginning of the game are several million, so I came to discuss with you."

“No negotiation.”

The person who tapped changed his face and said, "Luo, you are looking for death, wait for me."

After saying that, he turned away angrily. Luo Ren was furious and kicked the pile of wooden piles piled up at the back door. The wooden sections rolled down scattered, and a figure stood up from behind the pile.

Luo Ren didn't care. There were too many people and things like this that were suspicious.

With the light coming out of the corridor, he saw the man roll up his right sleeve and his forearm pierced Chinese characters.

——Silver bowl holds snow, and white horses enter the reed flowers.
To be continued...