Daomu Biji

Chapter 422: The Finale (Part 1)

At dinner that night, Xiu Xiu asked me what to do. I said that it was not my plan. Pan Zi had already planned it for me.Now I just gestured, and the leather bag began to prepare with all my strength, and surely Pan Zi had arranged it before.

Although I am the third grandfather, it is far from the point where they can rest assured that I can make my own decision.

The fat man was already able to move around that night. I went to see him in the tent. He was looking at his stomach and scolding his mother.I said to him: "This time we want to be successful, your stomach is awesome, I will send a banner to your stomach and write the first belly in the world."

The fat man said: "Sir, please don't talk about these rhetoric. This scar on my stomach, I will have trouble picking up girls afterwards, and the girl will panic when lying on my stomach. I have to go to a tattoo shop to give it a whole, you say me How about a chess board? When flying in the future, Niuer can play chess on my stomach. "

"I think you blacked it out directly, and then hit a few diamond pegs, and said the text was a night sky, which is more poetic," I said.

"It's a good idea, or the third man is educated. The fat man who I read less is the loser." The fat man said, and then he looked outside the tent. "My thing, don't you tell the girl?"

"I didn't say you would go on, but she knew you were back and was very happy. But telling her how she did not know what we were doing, don't be passionate. You are a few years younger than me. There must be a limit to tender grass. "

The sound of the cloud came from outside. The fat man touched the scum on his face and glanced at it, saying: "Laozi dares to dig even other people's graves, and dare not dare to soak it? Do n’t stop anyone, no one can give her more happiness than I do. ”

"What happiness can you give her." I laughed, "Do you not have to go to the vegetable market to boil lard in the future?"

"Laozi has arms bent," the fat man said. "Laozi can feed people."

I was depressed by what he said. He did n’t seem to recognize me at all, and I did n’t think about whether I would reveal my identity now, because after all, I had no bottom in the whole situation, and I did n’t know if the exposure would bring anything. The unexpected happened.

So instead of talking to him, he asked, "Have you recovered?"

"Aren't you not sleeping for more than ten days?" Said the fat man. "I'll be fine once I sleep. I'm a strong man. I've suffered too much like you. It's nothing to be a bit tired." , "And you can't do it without me, so if you want to persuade me to stay, you can save it. I have to stay here to die, you know my temper."

I nodded, and he said, "The thing inside is not to be feared, but the mother in that building is too evil. I'm not afraid of slowness, I'm afraid of intrusion. I can take as much as I can. The last time we ate lightly. "

He had already said this, I nodded, and he pointed in the direction of the Judeka camp on the other side, brought me closer, and when I approached him, he whispered to me: "Sir, you called the boy named leather bag , Over there, we have to get a few guns and we need your help. "

I said: "I think, try not to have a relationship with them, this group is desperate."

"Can we have our death?" The fat man sipped, "This must have been said by Xiaohua's kid. Three Masters, don't listen to that kid. The kid is a gangster, but of course he doesn't like to kill or kill. , Your traditional family has the courage to be brave in craftsmanship, but I am not. I tell you, no gun is enough. If there is a gun, I have to get a few butts to sell ass. That is a hundred times confidence. "

I know that many fat people are basically right, so I asked him, "What are you going to do?"

The fat man put on his clothes, wiped his face and said: "Don't worry, just call the man over and give me the command."

When I saw the fat man again, I saw that he was already wiping his gun, counting his bullets with a swollen nose and a swollen face, and a little choked while counting.I said in my heart what I did with fat people, but I didn't dare to ask more.It is estimated that the leather bag was fooled by the fat man.

The gun I obtained was a gun I had never seen but could not name it. The fat man said that this was Uzi, a miniature submachine gun, and was given the nickname "Little Ding-dong".

I weighed it a bit, and it was very heavy. I have seen this gun, the one used by Mrs. Schwarzenegger in "The Real Lies", and asked, "Why is it called Xiao Ding Dang?" "Because this gun shot, The muzzle jumped very hard, just like Tinkerbell. "

I said, when did Dingding jump very well?I thought that fat people are different from the time we lived. It seems to me that there is a domestic puppet film called Xiao Ding Dang. The puppets in there are always jumping, but so to speak, this nickname should be taken by the fat man himself.

After wiping the gun, the fat man pressed the bullet into the magazine and said: "I really didn't expect them to get this thing. Now the black market is really fucking reliable. This thing is best for melee combat, especially suitable for In a small space, the lethality is great. It means that there are not many bullets. "

"Just one?" I said.He immediately threw me something, and I took it for a look. It was a very strange pistol that had been processed.

"Beletta, Italian gun." Fat man said, "but it seems that they have been processed and they are much lighter. How can San Ye take a self-defense if he doesn't want to give up?"

I think the fat man's expression is a bit of a smile, it seems that there is something to hide, I can't help but feel a bit strange, but I am a third man, I can't force him to say it directly like Wu Xie, I have to stop, I measured the gun, and it was very light.The fat man threw me a towel and let me wrap it."Pretend, don't let people see, they are looking for it."

I wrapped the gun in a towel. I was surprised when I saw the gun a few years ago. It is like seeing an old friend now.I figured it out, and the fat man snapped the bolt, then untied it, and tucked it into his bag. He said, "Then I can sleep well at night." Then hold the bag in In my hand, I took a sip.

I looked at the fat man's eyes, and more and more when he said this, his eyes were very serious, and I couldn't help but sink in my heart. His "concealed" attitude and decisive look made me very uncomfortable.

I hope that the news he concealed is as unreliable and harmless as before.

I also wanted to talk to him about something else, especially about the details of his experience in the tunnel. Suddenly I heard a loud noise coming from outside the tent, as if something exploded.

The fat man responded faster than me, and was about to go out immediately. All the people around him heard it and looked in the direction of the sound, and heard a series of gunfires coming from Judeka's camp.

I looked at the fat man: "You did it?"

"Of course not, fat man stealing a gun is not a sneak attack."

"Go! Go and see." The leather bag moved and rushed out.

I looked at the situation over there. I ran out of the tent, gestured for others to pack things up, and withdrew all the things I needed into the clump. Then the cat waist and the fat man touched over there.

Before he arrived, it was almost like a war, there were gunshots everywhere, and the tracing of the bullets in the night was the same as the battlefield.

"What's the situation?" The fat man scolded. "Will it not be the People's Liberation Army?"

Pi Bao said: "Fat brother, you see, the bullet is not a crossfire, only shooting, no counterattack, all aimlessly--"

"It's not aimless," the fat man said. "Fatty, I'm ten years old and I'm touching guns. These guns are short shots. Something is attacking them over there."

"what?"

"I don't know, but it came from the river." I said, pointing to the tree, where there was a sniper, and now all the bullets went into the river, hitting every second.

The fat man pulled up the bolt and leaned towards the lake. When I followed, he looked out, but it was dark and he could see nothing.Just thinking about it, suddenly we heard a cry of exclamation in our camp behind us.

We turned around immediately, and made three steps at a time. At once, we saw several lynxes floating out of the lake beside our camp and rushed to the shore.

The fat man raised his head as a shuttle and directly hit a lynx back into the lake.

I rushed over, lifted a firewood from the campfire, and threw it to the dumb sister and Xiuxiu where they screamed.

A lynx was forced to retreat by firewood. I leaned over to protect them. Both immediately grabbed my hand. I couldn't use a gun. I had to break free and let them lean on each other.

The fat man apparently went well with Tinkerbell, hitting and flying off two.This gun is really a killer weapon in this battle.

Xiu Xiu and Dumb Sister were so scared that they hooked each other. I blocked them behind, and the fat man and the leather bag also came over. In an instant, two or three more came out of the water. The fat man shouted: "Triangle Defense ! "

I do n’t understand what it means, just suppress the dumb sister and fire three shots in a row with one backhand. I ’ve already learned the agility of the goods. The three shots have n’t gotten any shots in its movement. Just before my eyes.I'm really not afraid at this time. I haven't grown my marksmanship through years of exercise, but my mind has become quite numb, so I used my hand to stop it.

In an instant, I was empty behind me, but I saw that Dumb Sister had blocked me, and I was shocked, saying that I should not be so fearless of the proletariat. Fortunately, the fat man around me grabbed my hand and flicked it from bottom to top Yelling: "Fight!"

My bullet shot from the armpit of the dumb sister, almost a quarter of an hour before the lynx bit her neck, the lynx flipped out directly, and ran into the forest on the ground.

I raised my hand to shoot, and the fat man pressed my trigger at once: "Sanye, Amitabha."

As soon as I finished speaking, suddenly there was a loud noise in the direction of the Ghost Camp, and the fire was blasting into the sky, not knowing what exploded.