207: C207 Yellow Ox Party(1)

C207 Yellow Ox Party(1)

Faang Xuan regretted kicking Yellow Hair when he left.

Why did he only kick him and not ask him to take some money?

He had only left five hundred yuan and four thousand five hundred yuan for Ye Ying. Now, it was two big men and two tickets. How could five hundred yuan be enough?

"Fang, what should we do?"

Faang Xuan came out of the airport with his tail between his legs. He could not wait to buy a bag of Chunghwa. He spent 50 yuan on one. He took a deep breath and looked at the confused X beside him. Faang Xuan spat out a smoke ring and said indifferently, "Let's go. I'll bring you to have some fresh ones."

At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, at the west station of Jing City.

There was a sea of people. During the Spring Festival, the scene was even more explosive than the election of some companies.

"F * ck, this is really weird."

Throwing away the cigarette in his hand, Faang Xuan couldn't help but want to curse. There was no hope for this plane ticket. Could it be that they couldn't even take the train?

"Fang, what are they doing?"

Looking at the bustling crowd around, X stared with a pair of curious eyes, his face full of confusion.

"What are they doing? Buy a ticket home."

Faang Xuan's head was full of black lines. He took out another cigarette and lit it up. He looked at the long line outside the ticket sales window in the distance. It was almost enough to circle the earth. It seemed like buying a ticket was not possible.

"Then why don't we buy a ticket?"

Fang Xuan rolled his eyes at him. He was too lazy to answer this question that sounded like an idiot. His eyes swept across the crowd around him and immediately found some perverted men who kept looking at the crowd.

The corner of Faang Xuan's mouth curled up. He could only look for Yellow Ox Party.

Fang Xuan fixed his eyes on a man who was indeed wearing a suit with double buttons. His face was full of stubble and he looked like a migrant worker. Fang Xuan walked straight towards him.

"Brother, do you have a ticket?"

The man looked at Faang Xuan with alert eyes, and then his eyes looked elsewhere. However, his voice came over. "There are tickets from all over the country. There are policemen patrolling here. If you want tickets, come with me."

The Yellow Ox Party was quite alert. They could not see through Faang Xuan, so they were going to take him to a "safe" place to talk.

Faang Xuan glanced at X behind him, then followed the man and squeezed out of the crowd.

The middle man was obviously someone who had been hanging around at the station pier for a long time. He was very familiar with the environment of the west station in Jing City. Although the whole station was full of people, he could always find a gap. Not long after, Faang Xuan and the other man were brought out of the crowded waiting hall.

He found a wall with fewer people and looked around. After making sure that there was no one around, he took out a pack of red mountain tea and handed one to Faang Xuan. "Big brother, do you smoke?"

Not accepting a stranger's cigarette was the basic standard for a layman. Faang Xuan smiled and took out the soft Chunghwa from his body. He enthusiastically handed one over. "Brother, smoke mine, smoke mine."

The middle-aged man took the cigarette and did not stand on ceremony. He put it in his mouth and lit it up. He asked Fang Xuan, "Big Brother, where do you want the ticket?"

Faang Xuan noticed that when he took out the Chunghwa cigarettes, the other party's eyes inadvertently lit up. Although it only flashed for a moment, he remembered it in his heart.

"Hey, aren't you rushing home to celebrate the new year? Do you have a ticket to apply for a train ticket to the city? I'm in a hurry to ask for it. "

The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette and observed Fang Xuan and Fang Xuan with a gaze that he thought was very obscure. After a while, he revealed a troubled expression. "Hey, big brother, what a coincidence. You also know that... The tickets are tight during the Spring Festival. It's hard to get tickets to the city. "

"Help me out."

Faang Xuan took out Zhonghua and gave another one to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took it without hesitation and said with a troubled expression, "Forget it. I think you are also a sincere person. How about this? You come with me and go to my place to get it. I still have some tickets at home. Anyway, it'll be cheaper for you at that time. "2

After saying that, he looked at Faang Xuan with a look of anticipation. He was deeply afraid that Faang Xuan would not agree.

In recent years, the media had frequently exposed some of the scam at the station and pier. Often, not only would the cheated people lose their money, their bodies would also be poisoned by the swindlers. With the exposure of these news articles, people's vigilance continued to rise. Once they found out that someone with an unknown identity was trying to hit on them, regardless of whether it was a scammer or not, the first thing they would do was to erect a solid wall in their hearts.

Just like now, they had split up and asked Faang Xuan to go back to his residence with him to get the tickets. They only wanted to give it a try. He was not sure if a young man like Faang Xuan would be fooled.

Originally, he was indeed a member of the Yellow Ox Party, and Faang Xuan wanted the tickets. He could just sell the tickets directly, but after witnessing how Faang Xuan had won the lottery, in addition to the fact that the two of them were dressed in expensive clothing, he was tempted by money. He wanted to make a fortune out of the two of them.

Faang Xuan was not only wearing a thin shirt. When the blonde came this morning, he had brought him a coat and casual pants. This was not a big deal. The key was the leather shoes he was wearing.

The leather shoes were custom-made leather shoes from the old capital's handmade workshop. Although they did not have a clear logo, they had been rolling around in the station for a long time and had developed a pair of Fiery Golden Eyes.

Not long ago, a gang of them had found a spendthrift who wore custom-made leather shoes. He was the boss of a real estate company, and he had a total of 100,000 yuan in cash.

It was precisely because of this pair of custom-made leather shoes that the middle party split up and had evil thoughts. Even though there was a fierce fight and the wind was strong, seeing such a fat sheep not making a move, he really could not help it.

Who was Faang Xuan? When they saw the bright look in his eyes when he took out the Chunghwa cigarette, they already understood in their hearts. Now, hearing that the other party wanted him to follow him back home to get the tickets, they basically guessed it.

But this was exactly what they wanted. If the split man properly traded tickets with him, it would be a little difficult for him because he only had 450 yuan left in his pocket. If he wanted to buy two tickets to Shen City from the Yellow Ox Gang, he was afraid that it would not even be enough to change the price.

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