Otherworldly Merchant

Li Mazi ignored the attitude of old Hong Kong, found the switch, turned on the light, and then unnecessarily closed the door: “What the fuck are you talking about? Zhang Jia Xiao told you to do what you have to do! He is a first-class tall man. If you don't want to die, be good. ”

Old Hong Kong was angry and heard Li Mazi's words, so this was a complete break.

Li Mazi was obviously familiar with the old Hong Kong family. He ran to the kitchen and took two bottles of beer out of the fridge: “Zhang Jia Xiao, take two sips before doing business. ”

I shook my head and showed him to drink.

And I looked around and carefully measured some of the old Hong Kong feng shui arrangement.

Upwind and water, purple gas coming east. Well-being, avoiding evil.

Looks like the old harbor mansion has been looked at by a special tall man.

Li Mazi was not idle either. He arrived at the old port and asked softly: “Where's the nanny? ”

Old Hong Kong lowered his head and his voice was dull: "Fired. ”

“Why?” Li Mazi asked puzzled.

“Weird things haven't broken since that broken clock entered the house. I'm afraid of getting people involved. I'm also afraid that the babysitter will go out and show my jokes to my peers...”

When the old harbor said that, although he kept his head down, the two eyeballs swung fast, left and right, as if they were measuring something.

“I don't see, you're still a little conscientious.” Li Mazi laughed.

The old harbor obviously got a little nervous and pressed its head even lower.

I gave Li Mazi a look, indicating that he should stop asking questions. Li Mazi was also smart. He immediately understood what I meant. He drank beer and stopped talking.

A little while later, a stinging doorbell rang outside the door.

“Who's coming this time?” Li Mazi threw an empty beer can at the coffee table and stood up to open the door.

“Delivered.” The voice of the old harbor trembled with a hint of tremor, and his body trembled like a sieve.

“Ah, how do you know?” Half of Li Mazi stopped.

Old Hong Kong rubbed his hands nervously: “This has been happening every day lately. At 3: 15, the courier will be here. ”

“Fuck you, there's no such thing as coincidence.” Li Mazi didn't believe it, walked over and opened the door.

There was a courier standing outside with sweat beads all over his dark face. He held a small carton and politely asked, "Is this the Chen Fugang family? ”

Turns out that's the name of the old port.

Li Mazi nodded.

The courier handed over the case, pointing to the recipient's location, and said: "Just sign it and sign your name.” Another pen out of my pocket.

I kept staring at the old harbor, and found that the old harbor, while keeping its head down, kept mumbling in its mouth, so that I could hear him, I slowly gathered myself in front of him.

After Li Mazi signed, the courier ripped off the delivery slip and said with a smile: “If there is a delivery, call me. I am in charge of the delivery business in our community. ”

And he said, "This side of Old Harbor is repeating his words as if they were backwards."

When the courier turned around and was leaving, the old harbor suddenly raised its head and stared at me with those desperate eyes: “Exactly the same, exactly the same! Nothing has changed, just like yesterday, just like the day before yesterday, all these days have been like this...”

His voice went down, and Li Mazi already shouted: “I believe in your evil.” Running straight out, pulling the courier's clothes: “Who the fuck instructed you? How dare you come here to joke? Why don't you go out and find out who lives here? ”

The courier was stunned and immediately released Li Mazi's hand: “What is it? What are you doing? Did you watch the video of online bullying of couriers? You want to bully people too?” Because I was too anxious, my native language popped up.

Li Mazi was pissed off: “Who the fuck bullied you? I asked you what happened, who ordered you, who told you to drop off the courier every day? ”

After listening, the courier suddenly came to the spirit: "Are you sick? Didn't you have to deliver it if you had a delivery? On such a hot day, you think I'm willing to mess around. ”

He glanced at Li Mazi and rode the electric car to dust.

Li Mazi went back to the house with the carton and looked at me with wonder: “What the hell is going on? ”

I have a strange face, too.

The old harbor suddenly raised its hand and silently pointed to the corner of its finger.

Me and Li Mazi looked at it with his fingers, and suddenly they stopped.

Near the corner of the window, a neat stack of twenty or thirty cardboard boxes, the size, size, and even the adhesive tape on them are exactly the same as the cardboard boxes in Li Mazi's hand.

Li Mazi was holding something like a hot yam and screamed. He threw the carton out of his hand.

The carton drew a nice curve in the middle of the sky, and a 'bang’ fell on the floor.

Li Mazi ran to me nervously: “Brother Zhang Jia, this is a little evil, it's not like what we've been through before, or...”

I guess the next thing I want to say to him is, "Why don't we just get out of here?"

Honestly, this thing is a little weird, and I'm really not sure I can subdue it, but it's a little faint.

The old port next to him listened to Li Mazi, raised his head a few times to say something, his lips slightly twitched, eventually nothing said, shut his mouth and bowed his head.

I glanced despicably at Li Mazi: “Who just spoke to me? Is that what you call morality? Isn't that a missing word? It's an X. ”

Li Mazi explained with some embarrassment: “The key is that this time is too weird. In order to earn his two small sums of money, we can put our lives together later, we won't make it! Brother Zhang, you know, I have a son next to me. If I had a son, what would my poor son do? ”

I slapped him on the shoulder: "Cut the crap, now my appetite is twisted, you said retreat? ”

Li Mazi grinned his teeth: “Brother Zhang Jia, we are all civilized people, we can solve problems in language, try to do less. ”

I didn't think to fly, and Li Mazili flashed to one side.

I got up, loosened my pineal muscles, ready to get to work.

“Hong Kong, show me that shady thing. ”

Old Hong Kong raised his head confused: "Shady, what shady? ”

Turns out he didn't know the clock in his hand was a shady thing.

Li Mazi interjected beside him: “It's the baby creep that tortured you to look like this. ”

That's how the old harbor reacted: "Yin, you said... you said the clock was Yin? Something for dead people? ”

“It doesn't necessarily have to be something that the dead have used. In our business, what hurts people is usually called that.” Probably the old harbor looked too pathetic, and I explained it to him peacefully.

Li Mazi treated me differently and left his mouth very sadly.

I pretended not to see it.

The old Hong Kong machinery nodded and his face was filled with expressions of loss, regret, apprehension and fear.

I patted him on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, there's a solution. ”

However, when I touched the shoulder of the old harbor, my hand felt like a sponge filled with water.

Soft, not angry at all.

I couldn't help but frown at the back of the old harbor.

Old Hong Kong is in a bad state.