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Summer nights are full of turbulence. The streets are full of beer barbecue crayfish, short skirts sitting on the volleyball team, hungry single dogs looking around, trying to confuse one or two ignorant girls, or become the hands of the scum girls. Spare tire. "Crayfish! Spicy crayfish, twenty yuan a pound, one hundred three pounds ..." A guy sitting on a red plastic stool on the street with a half of Hei Liqun in his mouth, a blue flip-flop shivering on Erlang's leg, and a stubborn yellow Armani on his body, already let him lift When he reached the chest, he showed a slightly greasy white belly. "Crayfish sixty, buy one get one free ..." "Forty-one pounds of oversized lobster! Drink beer for free ..." The crowded food court is full of applause, the crayfish everywhere can be dazzling, but the young man's stall not only occupy the central area, but the low price is even more unexpected. "One hundred and three pounds? This person ...