Chapter 62: A Chance Encounter with Lou Xiaoe

Morning.

In an unnamed alleyway, a group of people were gathered, chattering incessantly.

Most of them were old women, cracking melon seeds while pointing fingers, "In broad daylight, this is truly scandalous! There are all sorts of people in this world."

"It's truly an eyesore; a grown man actually sleeping in the alleyway all clean and bare, not even afraid of having his balls snatched away by a wild dog."

"But this kid looks quite familiar; I feel like I've seen him somewhere..."

Aside from these onlookers.

Now, people from the newspaper office had also arrived upon hearing the news; a hooligan man appearing outside the Eight Great Hutongs, this was explosive news!

A pile of cameras went click-click-click, filming Shazhu incessantly.

And Shazhu, who had been knocked unconscious by a cudgel, was still in a coma, snoring loudly.

On the other side, Zhao Gangzi happened to be passing by on his way to the factory.

From far away, he saw a crowd gathered to watch the spectacle, and curiosity getting the better of him, he also squeezed into the crowd to see what was going on.

But as soon as he saw who the man on the ground was, his eyes widened instantly.

Isn't this damn Shazhu?

He ambushed Yi Zhonghai yesterday and almost choked Bang Geng to death; I didn't expect him to have run all the way here.

As an old veteran who had seen countless films, Zhao Gangzi's face went numb instantly; Shazhu's current state was like a drugged chicken, thrown outside by others with his butt bare.

"Make way, make way, I know this kid!"

Zhao Gangzi hurriedly pushed through the crowd.

He went straight up and gave him two solid kicks, both landing on Shazhu's butt, and then, amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Shazhu suddenly let out a loud cry and jumped two meters high in pain.

"Ah! It hurts! Which bastard dares to kick me?" Shazhu didn't even open his eyes, directly cursing at the crowd.

But the next moment, Shazhu was instantly dumbfounded.

He had been having a sweet dream, about to have a third child with Qin Huairu, but he didn't expect to be kicked awake by someone else; he had thought he was still at Jie Ge's house.

But when he opened his eyes and looked, he discovered he was on the main street.

And surrounded by a crowd of people.

There was even a pile of camera flashes going click-click, filming him incessantly.

"Ah! You filthy hooligan!"

When Shazhu was thrown out, he was lying on his stomach, and now that he stood up, a group of women instantly blushed, shouting "filthy hooligan" non-stop.

Holy shit, why am I naked! Where are my clothes?

What the hell is going on here!!!

"Big news, big news! Tomorrow this will definitely be the front-page headline!"

Aside from the shy women, those reporters were so excited they couldn't help themselves, wishing they could film every inch of Shazhu.

"Zhao Gangzi? Why are you here too? Speak, is it you playing tricks again?"

Shazhu had wanted to run, but found himself surrounded by a crowd and unable to leave; at the same time, he spotted Zhao Gangzi in the crowd and hurriedly cursed at him.

"Kiss my ass, how would I know you were here," Zhao Gangzi retorted irritably.

And Shazhu couldn't care about much else at this moment; with such a large crowd surrounding him, he understood how Xu Damao had felt back then.

Shazhu covered his private parts with one hand and was just about to run out when he suddenly felt a wave of pain in his butt, and his chronic constipation was also cured, even feeling completely cleared out.

Immediately following that, Shazhu's face turned ashen.

Splat, splat!!!

A pile of foul-smelling matter fell out from behind the fleeing Shazhu, with quite a bit of blood on it as well.

It scared the onlookers into scattering and fleeing in all directions.

And those reporters who couldn't find news all day long had their eyes widened, then, with excitement on their faces, they grabbed their cameras and chased after Shazhu.

There were even quite a few comrades wearing red armbands on their shoulders chasing wildly behind.

Saying they had to catch Shazhu and send him to the Public Security Bureau no matter what.

Now Shazhu couldn't care about his dignity anymore.

Leaking feces from behind while running away frantically, he kept cursing, "Screw your grandma, Wang Jie, you actually dared to treat me like this, my life is so bitter!"

Shazhu's tears were almost bursting out.

Only now did he realize that he had been screwed by that Jie Ge, and after being used, he was thrown directly onto the street.

Truly, there are no good people in this world; only believing in oneself is the most correct thing!

Seeing Shazhu running so fast, Zhao Gangzi stood in place watching this scene, unable to hold it in any longer, and burst into wild laughter.

This Shazhu is truly unlucky; any unlucky thing can fall on his head. He could run into a gay man while walking on the street in the middle of the night; I never expected the once-brilliant Siheyuan War God to have a time when he was plowed by another man!

"Damn it, I've been busy watching Shazhu's joke, I'm going to be late for the factory!"

Zhao Gangzi was suddenly startled.

He hurriedly jogged toward the Rolling Mill, and by the time he reached the factory gate, he was already drenched in sweat.

The distance between the Siheyuan and the Rolling Mill was not short.

But if one woke up late, it could definitely be considered a long journey; in this situation, it would be best if one could have a Twenty-Eight Bar.

And a bicycle cost about one hundred and eighty; in terms of funds, Zhao Gangzi was definitely not lacking, it was just that Bicycle Tickets were hard to get, and there were no official channels.

The Rolling Mill did have a few quotas every year, but he had only been on the job for a few months, so it definitely wouldn't be his turn.

"Ouch!"

Just as Zhao Gangzi was considering getting a bicycle, he suddenly bumped into a woman he didn't recognize, and instantly felt like he had bumped into a pile of cotton, making Zhao Gangzi feel a tickle in his heart.

And the woman was walking in a hurry, plus Zhao Gangzi's physical fitness was extremely high, so she was knocked directly to the ground.

"Hey, why don't you look where you're going when you walk?" Lou Xiaoe couldn't help but mutter.

Zhao Gangzi also smiled and said, "This lady, it is clearly you who bumped into me, alright!"

"Come, let me pull you up first."

While speaking, Zhao Gangzi was also sizing up the woman in front of him; her skin was fair and her appearance beautiful, even comparable to Qin Huairu.

Since when did the Rolling Mill have such a beauty, besides that group of muscular Barbies?

"You really are..."

Just as Lou Xiaoe stood up and prepared to leave, her expression suddenly turned panicked, and she hurriedly grabbed Zhao Gangzi's arm, while Zhao Gangzi felt as if his arm had been wrapped up.

He hurriedly tilted his head back to avoid a sudden nosebleed.

"I say, you aren't trying to act like a hooligan toward me, are you? Let me tell you, I, Zhao Gangzi, am a decent person."

As Zhao Gangzi spoke, his hands began to get restless, and Lou Xiaoe clearly sensed it, hurriedly scolding him in a hushed tone: "Shh, don't talk, help me, a stalker has been following me lately..."

"Just pretend to be in a relationship with me, and let that guy retreat in the face of difficulties!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gangzi stopped his grinning; to think someone would dare to stalk such a beautiful woman? Following Lou Xiaoe's direction, Zhao Gangzi also saw the stalker.

At this moment, he was hiding behind a large locust tree in the distance, casting malicious glances toward this side, and most importantly, Zhao Gangzi recognized this person—isn't this damn Xu Damao!

"Holy crap, you wouldn't happen to be Lou Xiaoe, would you!?"

Zhao Gangzi suddenly had a realization, looking with shock at the woman beside him who was holding his arm.