please shoot me down

I probably haven't reached the realm of Uncle Fart yet, he said that I will practice and practice again, next time, next time.

So when Uncle Fart said that tonight was unusual, even though Silly was dubious, he was still careful.

The bar owner was also close to the two of them, and after wiping the bar, he came over and played a few fights against landlords.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the windows and doors changed from creaking to rattling.

The boss said, maybe there are not many customers tonight, it will be windy and rainy, and there will be no one after ten o'clock, so let's go to the back room to drink.

Lightning struck one after another, covering all the light from the street lamps outside.This is the case in the wolf country. When it is windy and rainy, the temperature will drop by ten or twenty degrees.Even with the help of fire and horse wine, Sha Qi began to tremble.

After shaking for a while, the heavy rain crackled, making the roof rumble, and even shaking the tabletop slightly.

But the boss is not a fart after all. Before ten o'clock, people who took shelter from the rain came in twos and threes. Just halfway through ten o'clock, the bar was full of people.The boss put down the poker to greet the guests. For a while, the bar was noisy and it was unclear what was thunder and what was human voice.

Uncle Pi was already drooling again, and Sha Qi also felt that the light in front of his eyes was shaking violently.During the period, he took out his mobile phone and took a few glances to make sure that Octopus would not call him tonight.

He shook Uncle Fart's arm and said, Uncle Fart, I don't have to leave tonight, do I?

Uncle Pi opened his eyes in a daze, glanced around the bar again, and replied vaguely, yes or no.

Silly Seven said again, Uncle Fart, what are you talking about tonight is unusual?

Uncle Pi couldn't answer, his blushing and thick neck proved that he had to sleep again.After sleeping for ten or twenty minutes, he can only talk to Sha Qi when he wakes up.

Silly Qixin said that he is indeed a master, and a master talks about half of his piss.But he couldn't push it anymore, he was afraid that if he pushed it a few more times, he would throw up Uncle Fart.So he used the fire horse wine and beat the greedy snake while drinking.

But at this moment, he heard a suspicious voice among the chaotic voices.That voice came from the bar, making Sha Qi involuntarily pause the game and look towards the bar.

He saw a man in a leather jacket, with his back turned to him, chatting with the people around him.

Sha Qi frowned and concentrated, waiting for the man to turn around to see what happened.

But the man never turned his head, only occasionally turning his face to the side, and he could see the sporadic stubble around the man's mouth.

(8)

Sha Qi felt that the stubble seemed familiar, and thought about it for a long time with the wine bottle, and finally overlapped with the half face under the tentacles in his memory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it anymore.He picked up the wine bottle and walked over without approaching it. He walked around the jukebox and went to the vending machine to buy a pack of cigarettes.After a while, he glanced vaguely at the face of the man in leather.

This glance didn't matter, he couldn't recover from seeing the whole face.This dick thing looks good, with eagle eyes and thick eyebrows, I don't know who taught his aesthetics to wear such an ugly mask.

But it was also because of his good looks that for a while Sha Qi couldn't believe that this person was really an octopus.Although the voice sounded similar and the beard stubble was also well-groomed, but the figure could not be discerned.

When docking in the abandoned building, Octopus wore a jacket every time, which was loose and loose, and he couldn't tell the difference between fat and thin.Now the leather jacket is slimmer, and the jeans still cover the buttocks, and I lost ten or twenty catties all of a sudden, the contrast is still a bit big.

Silly stared at him for a while, and the other party seemed to be aware of where his eyes were, and casually turned his head to glance at him, and met Sha Qi's eyes for a moment.

Silly Seven immediately came back to his senses, tapped two jukeboxes, let it continue to tune and make sound, then wobbled around a few times, and finally returned to his seat.But this time he didn't turn his back to the bar, but moved the unconscious fart inside, wiped the saliva on the table, and sat down facing the bar from a distance.

There are two thoughts in his mind at the moment.

First, if this guy is an octopus, there is only one reason why he happened to be in this dilapidated bar at such a sensitive time - he knew he was here, too. The goal is to determine for yourself what is happening.

Whether he was injured or not, how serious was the injury, did he have any friends by his side, and who might he leak the news of being hunted down to?

If this is the case, then this octopus is too unreal.Sha Qishao said that he has done so much work for the octopus. If there is anything he can't ask him face to face, he has to use this kind of invisible method to spy on him. The trust between people is gone. How can Sha Qi do it? This leader threw his head and blood.

Second, this guy is not an octopus.

If not, then this good skin really makes people dream about.What's more, the man took a look at himself just now - to be honest, this look made Silly Qi feel like a Tibetan mastiff bumped his dick in his heart.

Silly Seven has been abstinent for a long time, whether it is for men or women, he is not very good, he is very rough, poor and white.In the wolf country, where there are too many monks and too little food, it is not easy to find a woman to be with me.

So Silly Seven has gone from the stage where the goddess in his dreams must be fought for, to the stage where the little girl next door is not bad, to the stage where it is okay, to the stage where men and women are not limited, and it is good to live with a partner if there is a hole to enter, and then to-prison Friends are actually good-looking, and they can pass the stage of making do.

Of course, even so, he is obviously at the bottom of the food chain.Even if the heart is higher than the sky and the eyes are lower than the feet, the hands still can't reach anything.

The only thing that impressed him was that during his years in prison, he overcame many psychological obstacles and pursued a little friend who slept next to Datong's bunk.

This was the first attack in his life, and he was mowing the grass very hard in those few days, thinking about whether he could buy a few more cigarettes and make a heart shape to confess his confession at the door of the cell.

He had seen it on TV before, and it was popular for everyone to put a heart shape at the bottom of the dormitory building, and shout "I like you" to the dormitory building with a loudspeaker like a demolition office.

But because he is in prison, candles can’t be found, and only the prison guards have tweeters, but small cigarette butts can still be found. With the interpersonal relationship he has established in prison, he can make up a dozen or twenty. cigarette butts.

And that little inmate also looked more and more beautiful, and when he fell asleep, the moonlight shone, his skin was as white as if he had taken drugs—no, it was as white as if he had been powdered, and he spoke softly, even if he teased him twice. Redness in the neck.

This little thing is good, this little thing can be used as a woman at a glance.

You said why did the cell boss arrange him to sleep next to him? Isn't this a clear matchmaking?

With such a total, he also felt that he could attack.With him standing like a hunchback and roaring like this with all his strength, the butt of the cigarette can also rise several notches, and the penetrating power is estimated to be able to wake up the inmates in the other two buildings.

But that night everything went according to the romantic procedure, the cigarettes were set, lit, people stood, and their throats were opened.Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished yelling, the little guy was stunned for a while staring at the smoking heart shape, and politely rejected Sha Qi.

"Where the hell are you going to the grave?" The little guy said, and after he finished speaking, he broke the formation, found a longer cigarette butt from the heart shape, and walked away with it.

That day, Silly Seven watched his leaving back, silently mourning the love that ended before he even started all night.

Although the inmates told him that this sentence does not mean rejection, but the hurt of the first love was so great that Sha Qi stopped talking for a few days, and even changed places with the brothers, so that he would not stick to that white and tender little guy. , Sleep against the wall.

Looking at the concrete walls that are not even covered with putty powder, I thought about my life for half a year, and decided to be pure and ascetic, and not to be blinded by these flowers and plants.

After he came out, he reminded himself from time to time, especially after taking over the job of octopus, he had the activities of killing and extorting goods to release excess energy, so he didn't think about that for a long time.And the friends around him—he pushed Uncle Pi, who shook him, cursed a few words, and almost rolled under the seat—there was no possibility for him to think about it.

And this good-looking man actually looked at him, took a look, although it was only a small glance, but this glance could prove too many things.

It would be great if he wasn't an octopus, Sha Qi stared at the back and smirked, trying to look away.

Unexpectedly, things like liking are really independent of human will, and now there is no uncle fart to distract him, so he looks at it after taking two sips, and looks at it after two sips.

There was thunder rumbling outside the house, and the rain was pattering harder and harder.

Silly Qixin said that with such a heavy rainfall, you won't be able to leave for a while, maybe we can meet up in the toilet after drinking too much.

He knew in his heart that it would definitely not be possible to strike up a conversation directly, after all, he was still sober now, and his eyes were probably quite good.After midnight, when I drank too much wine, my eyes would shake.Maybe after going through an alcohol filter, Silly Seven can change his skin and change his color or something.

At that meeting, who knows what sparks will be produced.

(9)

But obviously, this is not what Sha Qi imagined.

When his own bladder was about to burst and he finally saw the other party get up, he hurriedly got up from the seat and kicked Uncle Fart without paying attention.

He followed the other party into the bathroom one after the other, watched the other party unfasten his belt and pants chain, Sha Qi also approached slowly, and slowly started to release the water.

Taking advantage of the adjacent space, he looked at the man again from head to toe.Leather jackets, jeans, boots, purple shirts, and well-trimmed stubble, the fuck didn't match the man's orientation, and he cut it live - cutting radishes.

He deliberately put it very forcefully. If there is no urinal in front of him, he will definitely be slightly better at fighting for a long time.It's just that the sound of the rain is too loud, and it's too loud to hear the impact of the water column, which affects his performance evaluation.