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Huang Deng rode beside Han Bei, as if he was about to piss in fright: "Say, what about the bones?"

"Who made an agreement with you?" Han Bei wanted to leave the wrong place quickly, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't move.

"Is it alive or dead? Are we going to step on it?" Huang Deng gripped the edge of the coffin, afraid that his legs would become knotted in a panic, so instead of crawling out, he smashed in.

Climbing high and looking into the distance is really not a good thing. Young Master Han saw a row of coffins lying across the tomb passage in front of him, one coffin every five meters. !goodbye!"

"What's wrong with you?" Peng Kun asked outside the coffin.

Han Bei stretched out his hand to him: "Brother Peng, please, pull, pull, pull me down..."

There are monsters on the left side, and policemen on the right side. The three of them made a plan and agreed. They would rather take risks on the right side than provoke such unknown creatures. Monsters are much scarier than policemen!

Going to the right was exactly what Han Bei wanted. He hid a pistol he found from the South China Tiger, which was tucked in his back, and had three bullets.I don't know how much firepower Huang Deng and Peng Kun saved, so he fiddled with the captain's handcuffs, sighed, and cried poorly: "Brother Peng, classmate Huang, do you have any extra self-defense weapons? Give me one?"

"I'm sorry, Young Master Han, I only have a short knife." Peng Kun said that he couldn't give up.

Huang Deng saw with his own eyes that Du Mao had confiscated his two guns, and without much doubt, he gave him a dagger, "We are running out of ammunition and food, and I don't have many bullets in this gun."

Young Master Han took it with both hands, smiling all over his face: "Thank you, thank you, keep three bullets, enough for the three of us to commit suicide in case of danger."

Huang Deng exploded: "Who wants to commit suicide?"

Peng Kun chuckled: "Master Han, when I first met you, you used your nostrils to look at people, and you attracted [-] to [-] yuan. How do you look like Qiu Zhengxia now? The mouth is also poor. You are really close to vermilion. black."

Han Bei stopped laughing, held his head high, raised his eyes unkempt, and thought he was noble and glamorous, "Where am I?"

Huang Deng asked: "Where is Qiu Zhengxia? Isn't he always inseparable from you?"

"Scattered! I'm really worried, if he falls into the hands of that stinky policeman just now, won't he be beaten to death?" Han Bei's face was grieved, and he had a small calculation in his heart, recalling that Qiu Zhengxia pretended to be crazy and sold Liu Zhen and Liu Zhen. Laziness was handed over to the police, and he really played like a fish in water. He had to learn this double-handed trick to get Peng Kun and Huang Deng out.

It may be that Han Bei's sadness pretended to be too real, Peng Kun couldn't help feeling the same, "Master Han, do you regret this trip?"

Han Bei flattened his mouth exaggeratedly: "I regret so much that my intestines are green!"

"You have no worries about food and clothing, why can't you think about it so much?"

Didn't he want to catch you scum of grave robbers?Young Master Han cursed, and used his fingers to comb through the messy hair that hadn't been washed for a few days. "There is no pursuit in life. I'm tired of gambling, picking up girls and playing sports cars all day long. I'm really happy to come out to find excitement!"

"I'd be happier if I gave you a ride." Huang Deng drew out his gun.

Han Bei rushed over and held his hand: "Wait! Wait! Don't get angry, Mr. Huang! I just like antiques, and I thought I could pick them up in the tomb. I don't want to be so deadly! What I said just now was a joke!"

"This joke is not funny at all!" Huang Deng shook him off annoyedly: "If you have money, you have nowhere to spend it, and if you have nothing to do, you run out to break the law and commit crimes, lawlessness!"

Huh?Who does Lao Tzu have money to provoke?Being a policeman is looked down upon by the police, and being a grave robber is looked down upon by the grave robber!Han Bei was full of grievances and broke out: "I am lawless? Are you justified? We are all grave robbers. Do you want to compare who is more noble? Huh?"

"Stop arguing! Huang Deng, please don't say a few words." Peng Kun separated the two people and smoothed things over: "Master Han, he is right. If you can get out safely, don't be self-willed in the future."

There was a fork in the road ahead, and Young Master Han was angry. He didn't want to deal with these two troublesome people anymore. He chose a road and waved goodbye without looking back: "Okay! You belong to the same country! I won't quarrel with you! Each will go his own way." !goodbye!"

Peng Kun walked behind, and persuaded him earnestly: "Master Han, don't be angry, people must learn to be content, you see, Huang Deng is as old as you, but he has a lot of fate, he has suffered all kinds of hardships..."

"Isn't it good-bye? Why are you following me?" He, Young Master Han, is a dignified criminal policeman, so he doesn't need a tomb robber to teach him a lesson, okay?

"Who wants to follow you? There are many policemen on that road, we were going to go this way!" Huang Deng gave him a sideways glance, "Brother Peng, there is a yellow dot approaching us."

Han Bei was overjoyed, knowing that there was a helper, he took two steps back and walked side by side with them, "The police have submachine guns, you can't handle it, my young master can help you, you are welcome."

Huang Deng poohed: "Come on, who was beaten up by the police and cried?"

Han Bei didn't respond to him, thinking hard, it would not be difficult to hand over these two self-righteous tomb robbers, but what should be done so as not to reveal their identities?Stabbing a knife in the back of an accomplice is a university knowledge, he, Young Master Han, has never learned it, so play it by ear!

well!It would be great if Qiu Zhengxia was here!

Peng Kun noticed that his face was cloudy and uncertain, and asked, "Master Han, what are you thinking?"

"Oh! Just now you said that Huang Yingdi had a bad fate, and then what?" Young Master Han pretended to be curious, delaying the time to talk.

Peng Kun choked and coughed twice. Seeing that Huang Deng had no objection, he continued, "He is a single-parent family. When he was in college, his father's business failed and he owed more than 200 million in debt..."

"More than 200 million yuan can't even afford a Maybach." Master Han played casually while shaking his handcuffs.

Huang Deng rolled up his sleeves, "Are you looking for a fight?"

"Don't hate the rich! Don't hate the rich!" Han Bei hid half a circle around Peng Kun, "Brother Peng, you say what you say! Then?"

"Then he had to suspend his studies to earn money to pay off his debts for his younger sister to study. He was introduced to work under me. That year, I was the captain of a bodyguard team for a Vietnamese arms dealer. He was the shortest in the team and was often pissed off. After half a year, no one dared to bully him, he practiced boxing until midnight every day..."

Huang Deng recalled the past and was also happy: "Brother Peng, you are too strict, and you practice with me until midnight. Sometimes I am very sleepy, so I am sorry to say that I want to go to sleep!"

Peng Kun stroked Huang Deng's head, and said with a hearty smile: "Silly boy! You don't cry when practicing boxing is hard, but you wipe your tears whenever you call your sister. We all laugh at you as a sister-in-law complex."

"Then what?" Han Bei felt sore in his heart, he understood the feeling of admiration that was similar to master and student, brother and brother.Come to school to see him regularly, fix his collar, and tell him "protect yourself and always be loyal". Is it Du Yin or Du Mao?Is it Du Yin or Du Mao who will accompany him to practice boxing and spear training after work, and give him a bad knowledge of cultural relics?

"Then I resigned and returned to China, and Huang Deng was wandering in a foreign country by himself." It seems that Peng Kun was used to being the big brother when he was, and said in a tone of teaching the younger brother: "It doesn't look like you grew up with a golden key in your mouth. take care of it……"

"You did a good job as a bodyguard, why did you resign?" Han Bei spurned: Do you have a conscience when you come back to China to dig up your ancestors' graves?

"Because my daughter has grown up, she was less than one year old and my wife died in a car accident. I was busy with work and had no time, so I left her to the Filipino maid. She was so young that no one cared for her, and she couldn't speak Chinese fluently. When she was supposed to go to primary school Age and education are big issues. After reflection, I feel that she is the most important thing in everything, and it is better to go back to China to settle down..." Peng Kun talked about his precious daughter, his eyes were full of doting and tenderness: "This decision is correct. She is eight years old this year, her grades are not outstanding, but she is good at singing and dancing..."

Huang Deng added: "Little Xingxing can also play the piano."

"Yes! I recorded a happy birthday song and sent it to you!" Peng Kun smiled again, satisfied and happy.

It turns out that Big Brother Peng named his daughter Little Xingxing, which is really unqualified!Master Han Beibei curled his lips in disdain: "That's right, from here, you can buy a piano for Little Xingxing by just taking any dead thing from here and reselling it..."

These words were tantamount to stabbing a knife in the heart of a person's heart, and Peng Kun's face suddenly changed.

Huang Deng was so angry that he grabbed Han Bei and punched him: "What are you talking about?"

Han Bei was in a hurry to block it, not thinking whether to beg for mercy or to fan the flames, Huang Deng's set of serial punches had already fallen, the fist style was sharp and fast, the captain was still difficult to deal with, let alone the rookie Han Bei?He struggled to parry three or four punches, and received a punch in the jaw, and his mouth was bloody immediately.

Huang Deng wanted to catch up with a few more punches, but was hugged by Peng Kun: "Huang Deng! Stop hitting! Be obedient!"

One side of Young Master Han's face is numb. It's hard to say. In the past, Qiu Zhengxia sang bad faces and he sang white faces. How harmonious. Now that Qiu Zhengxia is gone, he sings bad faces and sings bad faces by himself, and he gets beaten before he can change his face. I really regret it. nah!

"Little Xingxing is sick, Brother Peng has no other way to do this vote! You, young master, don't feel back pain while standing and talking, what the hell!" Huang Deng's eyes turned red.

Han Bei insisted: "I spent all my money eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and I have no money to treat my illness. Who can be blamed?"

"Do you think everyone eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles like you? Brother Peng is dragged down by me!" Huang Deng whimpered hoarsely: "He gave me all his savings to detoxify me! Pay off my debts! Little Xingxing is sick, but he can't get it paid..."

Peng Kun hugged him and comforted him: "Silly boy, it's none of your business, no one thought that little Xingxing would get sick."