It was already noon, and the sun was hanging high in the air, emitting dazzling light.

Ren Hai only felt that the exposed skin had a significant burning sensation. It was June and the temperature was not low at noon.

After leaving the grocery store gate, Ren Hai came all the way to the place where food was sold in the market town.

This kind of place is called a supply station.

The name is very strange, but it is actually the place where major market towns buy basic living supplies.

The management of the supply station is an uncle with his surname Wang and is often called Lao Wang next door. Ren Hai doesn’t understand what the meaning of Lao Wang next door is.

Lao Wang has no identity, but he is the shopkeeper hired by the big guy in the envelope city. He cannot be ignored. After all, beating a dog depends on the owner.

There are very few facilities in the supply station, only one is for Lao Wang to settle accounts and weigh the scales. It is like a storage warehouse. It simply places similar things together, and there is no too much fine design.

Ren Hai looked around and walked in.

"A bag of five kilograms of rough noodles, a bucket of five liters of level 8 drinking water, a small can of soybean oil, a pound of pork, two chili peppers, green onions, ginger, and garlic each. Oh, by the way, let's add a little pepper and coarse salt."

As soon as he entered the supply station, Ren Hai said what he needed, but none of them were cheap.

These were what he thought along the way, and now he is spending a lot of money, so it's time to eat something good, but he is not too luxurious.

He knew very well that his wealth was not revealed.

While preparing and weighing the scale, Lao Wang quipped, "Oh, Ren Hai, I'm getting rich today!"

"What kind of fortune is that you are lucky. There are a lot of sand scorpions in our Zhennan for no reason and a lot of scorpion tails." After Ren Hai said that, he took out a blue capsule from the cloth bag.

At any time, you must consider what you say, and maybe a certain sentence will harm you.

After seeing the blue capsule, Lao Wang took a look greedily and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Then you guys are so lucky, but this is also because you have the ability. Even if there are more sand scorpions, you still have the courage to do it. If you don't do it well, you will lose your life."

After Lao Wang prepared what Ren Hai needed, he took out a piece of paper and wrote and painted it on it. Ren Hai knew that he was settled the accounts.

After a while, Lao Wang stopped.

"Eighty-nine yuan, okay, the biggest discount." Lao Wang's tone felt a bit painful.

"Oh, Uncle Wang, this is not good. Why are you 89 or 88 yuan? What a great meaning." Ren Hai was still a little unsatisfied with the final price. It was a piece of money to lose.

Living at home and not calculating carefully, it is difficult to survive.

"Just say this to you, I will cut it off for you for one dollar. Do I need capsules or cash for change?" Lao Wang, who seemed a little painful, became a little generous when he heard Ren Hai's words.

"The capsules are OK, all white capsules are needed."

"Give..."

After Ren Hai took the capsule from Lao Wang, he threw it directly into the cloth bag, and then looked at the things Lao Wang prepared.

Except for the chili, there is no problem with everything else.

Ren Hai carried the drinking water on his shoulder, carried other things in his other hand, and the wooden box was still under his armpit. Even though he had some strength, he felt a little struggling at this time. The total amount of these was less than 30 kilograms. The Tang sword alone probably had 20 kilograms, but it was just a struggle.

After leaving the supply station, Ren Hai's goal was to go home.

If you are in normal times, you will be idle now, so you should go to Aunt Liu’s vegetable garden to help, saying that it is helping, but every time Aunt Liu will always give you some things, capsules, vegetable leaves, etc.

Ren Hai walked on the chaotic path and looked at the busy residents.

The cry of the child and the scolding of the adults were filled with Ren Hai's ears.

Sudden!

Ren Hai only felt uncomfortable in his whole body, and the feeling was like being stabbed by tens of thousands of needles, and the hair on his body stood up.

Who is it? Who is staring at me?

The sweat from his forehead slowly flowed down his cheeks, Ren Hai opened his mouth, and there was no saliva in his mouth.

Soon, the whole back was soaked in sweat, and the rags on his body were tightly clasped on his back. At this moment, the feet were no longer like they were stepping on the soles of the shoes, but were a piece of slippery mud.

The dizziness gradually eroded the brain, and Ren Hai's eyes turned dark.

This is dehydrated!

Bang!

Ren Hai's things were thrown on the ground casually. While he was still feeling, he quickly picked up the five-liter bucket and started to pour water in big mouthfuls, without caring about the source of life flowing down both sides of his mouth.

No, salt is needed!

Ren Hai picked up the salt shaker again, swallowed it casually, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

At this time, the feeling of needle-punching disappeared.

Ren Hai, who had recovered, collapsed on the ground. Some people next to him looked over, with a little greed in his eyes.

A little girl ran over and looked at Ren Hai with her eyes open. Her eyes were big and bright, and her face looked rounder than others.

The little girl was holding a piece of shabby sackcloth in her hand.

"Big brother, please wipe it." The tender child voice appeared in Ren Hai's ear.

Ren Hai's head was a little drowsy and his arms were sore.

The little girl saw Ren Hai not raising her hand, picked up the linen and slowly headed towards Ren Hai's face.

Bang!

Ren Hai pushed the little girl away, stood up with difficulty, opened the wooden box, and took out the Tang Dao lying inside.

"What are you doing? My daughter wants to wipe your sweat, are you treating her like this?" A woman in her twenties ran up, picked up the little girl, and said angrily.

"Ha...hehe..." Ren Hai smiled dryly.

The woman looked at Ren Hai in surprise: "Is there something wrong with you?"

Ren Hai shook his head, his body felt less weak, so he barely stood up, raised the Tang sword and pointed it at the woman in front of him.

"The linen is coated with high concentration of ether!" Ren Hai said, picking up the things that had just fallen to the ground one by one.

After hearing this, the woman's eyes were a little confused and she hurriedly said, "You...you are talking nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense? Are I talking nonsense? You know in your heart." Ren Hai held the thing and squatted down, staring at the little girl's eyes: "The little girl is so round, so she's so lying like this. This time, the eldest brother lets you go, don't do this next time."

After saying that, he stood up and swept over the woman's head with a Tang sword.

The Tang sword was extremely sharp, and it cut off a few strands of hair and slowly fell to the ground.

"Ah..." the woman screamed, and the people around her watched quietly watching all this, and no one walked up to say something.

Ren Hai picked up the Tang Dao, swept it around, then took it into the wooden box, carried the bucket, and continued to walk forward.

The little girl suddenly stood up and was about to take the next move. Ren Hai turned around and kicked the little girl's right hand.

A knife flew out and stabbed it onto the wooden shelf beside it.
Chapter completed!