The engine of the bus made an old and dull sound, and a burst of choking diesel smoke blew into his face. As soon as the door clattered open, a weather-beaten middle-aged woman greeted him with a thick accent: "Brother, are you ready for the ride?"

?Five yuan to Anping." Her thick black left hand held a stack of old and small banknotes, and her right hand held the broken car door with peeling paint, looking at Ling Yu with a smile on her face.

Ling Yu glanced at her and shook his head slowly.

"Three yuan, just three yuan." The middle-aged woman leaned against the car door and still didn't want to give up, so she quickly reduced the fare by two yuan. Passengers in the car began to stretch their heads and look around.

Ling Yu still shook his head.

"Go away, he's an idiot." A passenger in the car shouted.

The middle-aged woman finally curled her lips at him and closed the car door impatiently with a "clatter". The bus was like a broken tractor, dragging a thick plume of green smoke and slowly left amid a series of irregular explosions.

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Ling Yu shook his head with a wry smile and washed his face again. Before he could finish washing his face, another dilapidated bus stopped next to him, and a strong smell of diesel smoke almost choked him. This time inside the car

He poked out a shiny bronze bald head, like a freshly marinated pine nut belly. He looked at Ling Yu, a little confused, smiled again, and asked tentatively:

"Hey, young man, want to go to Anping? Five yuan."

Ling Yu shook his head.

As soon as the car door opened, a man in a shabby black coat got out of the car and kicked the front wheel twice, then got into the car. The car spewed out a puff of black smoke and drove away.

From the strange look in the driver's eyes, he discovered that his Luohongshanzhuang disciple's uniform was worn out and had several eye-catching holes.

The original color of the clothes could no longer be seen, and the whole body was almost covered with blood stains. New and old blood stains were constantly superimposed, as if he was a butcher, which made people feel a little scary. He pulled hard on the clothes around him.

At this time, the car backed up again, and the middle-aged man jumped out of the car again, his bronze bald head shining in the morning light. He pointed to the corpses of several blood wolves not far away and asked Ling Yu:

"Little brother, did you kill those blood wolves?"

Ling Yu stood up and nodded.

A trace of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and he turned to look at the bus. There was a sigh of relief in the car.

"I know these seven wolves. They just killed a passenger who was going to the toilet last week. They were here at that time. The passenger got off the car to urinate, and seven of them pounced on him and bit him to death!" A middle-aged man said from inside the car.

He stuck his head out and shouted loudly, "Look at its tail, it's white! It's an old wolf!"

Another old passenger said happily: "It is the famous silver-tailed blood wolf in this area. It is very cunning and eats many people. The two hunters searched for it several times but failed to find it. The Jin'an and Anping National Guards both

No matter. Well, this is great."

The passengers began to talk among themselves.

Whoops, seven or eight men jumped out of the car quickly, some were big and some were small, and they were of different heights.

The bald man looked at Ling Yu and said softly: "Little brother, you are really amazing. Are you going to sell these wolves?"

Ling Yu shook his head again.

A passenger in gray clothes behind him took the opportunity to mock and said: "Bald Qiang, you want to take advantage of someone else's baby again?"

There was a burst of laughter among the passengers.

The bald man turned around and glared at the passenger: "I want to have a fair deal with my little brother." He looked at the two wolf corpses a few more times, shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave, but Ling Yu suddenly said:

"Uncle, can you change something?"

The bald man stopped, with a look of surprise on his face.

Ling Yu said: "My clothes are all torn, please change some clothes."

The bald man was startled, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Little brother, you are really amazing. You killed seven blood wolves by yourself. What else do you want from a set of clothes?"

Ling Yu nodded, hesitated and said, "No, I just need a coat."

The bald head stretched out his hand and scratched the bald head, and then asked: "Is it really gone?"

Ling Yu shook his head.

The bald man smiled, clapped his hands and said, "Deal! I don't want to take advantage of anyone, so I'll give you another five hundred yuan for each one. You've given up to me. These seven wolf skins are worth fifty or six."

Thousands of yuan, you sell it to me for five hundred yuan, I am already very happy, the clothes are not worth much."

At this time, several more people got out of the car and gathered around. They laughed and said to the bald head: "The price of a raw wolf skin in Jin'an is one thousand and two, and these seven wolf skins can be sold for at least eight thousand yuan.

You made a lot of money."

The bald man seemed to be right, his face turned red and white, and he arched his shoulders and said, "That's cooked wolf skin."

Another passenger smiled and said to Ling Yu: "Little brother, I will sell it to me for 600 yuan a piece, or 700 yuan..."

The bald man pushed the passenger aside. He turned to Ling Yu and said, "How about the one I just mentioned?"

Ling Yu smiled: "Just as the uncle said, five hundred yuan a piece, a set of clothes, and nothing else."

The bald man's thick black hand grasped the bald head again: "No problem!"

He quickly rushed back to the car, took the clothes and money and handed them to Ling Yu. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he went to move the seven blood wolves. The huge wolf body surprised the bald head. He moved it twice,

I had to put it down again, and couldn't help but raise my head and look at Ling Yu, whose throat was a little dry:

"This, you really did it by yourself?"

Ling Yu nodded while putting on his clothes. Although the clothes and pants were fat and big, they could completely cover the blood stains all over his body. He kept nodding his head to express his satisfaction.

The bald man said again: "Are you going to Anping Town?"

Ling Yu nodded.

The bald man said, "Get in the car and I'll take you there. You'll be there in a minute."

Ling Yu shook his head: "I want to kill more wolves, thank you uncle."

The bald man was a little embarrassed, so he casually grabbed two water bottles from the crowd of people making noises, handed them to Ling Yu, and said to the person next to him: "Third brother, go get all my dry food, and you."

clothes."

The man named Lao San responded and ran into the car. After a while, he brought out a delicate travel bag. The middle-aged man also handed the travel bag to Ling Yu: "Little brother, take care of yourself."

There was a burst of cheers from the passengers around him. The bald head was still scratching his head in embarrassment, his face turning red.

Ling Yu smiled and took the travel bag: "Thank you, uncle, I'll leave first."

He walked slowly along the highway towards Anping Town without looking back.

The bald head behind him quickly led four strong men to surround the seven blood wolf corpses. With the bald head shouting, he carried the blood wolf corpses one by one into the car. The bald head knew the value of these blood wolves very well.
Chapter completed!