[Pan Xie] Today and He Xi

Poker-face has always been the one who can ignore people to the end. Along the way, he only looks up at the ceiling in a daze and sleeps.At the beginning of the old itch, I tried to talk to him, but after getting frustrated, I complained to me.I thought to myself that if you have nothing to do, go chat about what he is doing, and you are asking for ignorance.

When we arrived in Xi'an, we first found a guest house to settle in for Mr. Men, and then I went for a walk with Lao Xie.So people are looking for this matter, like Poker Bottle, who has nothing to do and never goes out, just nests in bed, afraid of getting into trouble?

Because we had a face-to-face meeting with Uncle Tai and the others, we got up very early the next day and set off with our gear on our backs.Poker-Face has been silently obeying the organization's arrangements, but he has no complaints at all, and his sense of existence is low to a certain extent. Sometimes Old Itch will be startled when he looks back at him.

We still lived in the farmhouse we stayed in last time, so naturally we saw Uncle Tai and the others again.

The old itchy immediately gave up. I thought about it and felt that it would be dangerous to walk any way, so instead of trying another extremely dangerous road that the old itchy said, it is better to follow the known strategy method step by step. It's dead, this time it's even more impossible to die with Poker Bottle.

Unexpectedly, before I had time to persuade Lao Tiao to follow up with those people, Pollen Youping, who had been silent all this time, suddenly got up and went downstairs directly.I don't know what he's going to do, but I habitually don't want him out of my sight, and I'm about to follow him out, but Old Tickle grabs me and points out the window: "Old Wu, look!"

I looked down, and besides the five people who just arrived and the proprietress of the farmhouse, there was another damn oil bottle in the well that day!He walked up to the five people and stood in front of them in a daze, making them nervous all of a sudden.I saw a young man who seemed to be asking who Poker-Face was, because Poker-Face's back was facing us, and he didn't know what to answer. The faces of those people were even uglier, especially that Uncle Tai and Fatty. Boss Wang's hands have been slowly moved to his waist, obviously murderous.

What kind of bastard is this stupid oil bottle!I cursed secretly, and compared their fighting power with Pokerfing in my mind, and the proprietress next to me was frightened into silence by the atmosphere, I felt that Pokerfing's safety was still guaranteed, so I continued to look at Pokerfing What do you want to do.Anyway, this guy has a lot of eyes at all, and he must be right to arrange things on the fight.

I later dabbled in lip language a little bit, but it was very superficial.The accents of these people are quite heavy, and I can't tell what they are talking about, but seeing their attitude towards Poker Bottle from wanting to kill to being wary to half-believing, I know that someone is impressed by the actor Zhang's acting skills again.

The few people below talked with Poker-Face for a while, and soon they seemed to have made some decision. Except for Uncle Tai, everyone backed away, leaving a space, and it seemed that they wanted to test Poker-Face's skills.

An old man, why bother to test Poker Fing's skills!I lit a candle for Uncle Tai in my heart, and slandered without sympathy: I really think my life is too long, and I want to reach bliss early.

However, Uncle Tai didn't think so, he stared at Poker Bottle, took a few steps around him, and then rushed towards him with lightning speed.

The outcome is one touch away.

I looked at the pale ghost hand that was twisted into a strange shape, and my heart was full of malice. This old guy used this hand to scare me, but now he has suffered retribution.

Uncle Tai held his hand and retreated, his old wrinkled face was full of insidiousness.

Tsk, Nozuonodiewhyyoutry.

The old itchy face was full of shit, and he grabbed my sleeve: "Old Wu, what is the origin of this--this--brother? It's not--not simple!"

"I've already said that he's good at martial arts." I said, "This kid is gloomy and silent all day long. He's only interested in ancient tombs. The zongzi in the ground are afraid of him. An old man is nothing. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't dare to go to the ground with you——wouldn't I be courting death?"

The old itchy face turned blue.

The negotiation between Poyoufeng and the five people in the courtyard seemed to be coming to an end, and they started to walk into the house.I pressed my ADHD-like cowardly itch, gritted my teeth and scolded: "Can you fucking stop being so cowardly? People have brought you a ride, don't ask for anything else, please don't lower the overall grade, please? "

"A ride along the way?" Old Tick was confused, "Walking with this group of people? Isn't this, this, this, the fuck, trying to plead with - and that!"

"Tsk, it's okay, there is a little brother." I said, and added in my heart: If it is impossible, there is me, my physique can't keep up, and I still have a gun in my hand.

Before Lao Thou could stammer and coax for a while, Poker Bottle had already pushed the door in, and said flatly, "Two people, all equipped."

I looked at the few people behind him, with a businessman's smile on my face: "I'm relieved to have a few old Jianghu around. I don't know how to call them?"

The Cantonese-accented Boss Li also smiled: "My surname is Li, and that is Boss Wang, and this is Lao Tai, an old Jiang Hu in the old world, and next to him is his younger generation, named Er Mazi. The boss has good men." , Meeting is fate, we are all friends on the road, why not be friendly and do this business together, everyone who has money can make money together! What's the boss's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Wu." I didn't know what Pokerfing said, so I didn't intend to continue being polite, so I cut to the chase: "Since it's a cooperation, I don't know how sincere Boss Li is?"

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I worked with Boss Li for a long time, most of which were clichés, and Boss Wang, Uncle Tai, looked at me coldly.Fortunately, I have long been used to dealing with this kind of people, flickering flickering true and false promises a bunch of good or bad to send people away.But after dealing with the other side, there is still an old itchy looking at me with a look of lovelessness.

... It's another slap in the face.

When I finally got rid of the old itch, I felt like my throat was smoking.And the culprit of all this is still looking at the sky!flower!plate!

Ha ha.

Taking advantage of the old itch to go to the toilet, I gritted my teeth at Poker Bottle, but still didn't dare to beat him. "Brother, can you let me know what the hell you're going to do next time! It's tiring and troublesome, okay?"

Poker-Face did not ignore me, and finally lowered his head, looking at me indifferently, but I actually felt a little doubt from it: "Aren't you trying to trick them?"

This is really all about solving problems for me.I am a little dumbfounded, Boyouping always pays attention to my ideas and realizes them as soon as possible, I should say thank you, but I am very aggrieved by this!

Forget it, anyway, I have nothing to do with the oil bottle, if he thinks of me, I have to thank God, Amitabha, such an ancestor, he can't be beaten or scolded, I'm afraid he won't be willing to pat his ass and run away , don’t you have to go with him?

"That's right... I know, little brother, you have always been safe in your work, but you should at least inform me before you take action next time, so that I can prepare." I said weakly, "I hate sudden changes in the situation. "

Poker bottle looked at my expression and was silent for a while, then nodded.

I thought that this attitude of admitting mistakes is very good.

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Uncle Tai: "Why should I cut off my arm!"

Poker bottle: "You used this hand to frighten Wu Xie."