Inside the prison cell.

After getting Zhan Bao's reply, Er Fat was so happy that he wanted to jump to his feet, his face turned red and he said excitedly: "Bao'er, let me tell you, I also have a brother named Donkey... Oh no, it's called Geng Mo, and he's also a very interesting person......"

"Is that the boy who gave me the black knife?"

"Black Knife?... Oh yes, he's called Donkey!"

Zhan Bao nodded thoughtfully, recalling in his mind the arrogant and resolute figure ...... that day.

......

"By the way, Bao'er..."Erpang seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Don't talk to you, I have to go to Brother Huang!"

"No," Zhan Bao understood very well what Er Fat wanted to do, but he still pulled him: "Huang Hong said, you can't get over this matter without admitting guilt." ”

"What's the matter?!" Er Fat asked anxiously with his eyes that were about to explode.

He said, confess your sins first. He's going out... Also, his relationship is almost in Hyunbo City recently... He will also help me run out, and he will also help me restore my dantian... Don't worry, I can't die!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"What's the matter with your dantian?"

"It's okay, it's just ruined by the wicked. Zhan Bao was annoyed in his heart... What are you doing with this thing?

He pulled the second fat to sit next to him, and lied for the first time in his life: "You don't have to worry, I still have some savings in my friends, and I can go to the pharmacy to buy the Sui Chong Dan." ”

"Oh," Er Fat nodded, and then asked, "Who did it?!"

At this moment, Er Fat was a little puzzled, in his impression, Zhan Bao was even a master who could be on par with the donkey's metamorphosis!

Then how could he be so badly injured???

Zhan Bao smiled and did not answer.

"Crunch-" The door was pushed open again, and the second fat turned his head to see that Xiao Tianzheng was at the door with a prison pestle.

"What's wrong?" Erfat stood up, his eyes a little distrustful in front of Zhan Bao.

"Cut~!Don't be nervous," Xiao Tian pointed to Er Fat and said, "Someone is visiting the prison to see that you are coming." ”

"Look at me?!" Er Fat asked, pointing to his nose, his voice a little excited... "Are you looking at me?!"

"Haha... Hahahaha!" The second fat suddenly laughed maniacally, as if the unhappiness of the past suddenly dissipated endlessly!

"Isn't this a fool?" asked the jailer, glaring.

"Hmm... What a fool!" Xiao Tian nodded and said.

In the woods.

Geng Mo was roasting wolf meat while bandaging the wound on his arm.

Since he bit his wrist a few times to save people, he found that his self-healing ability has been greatly reduced... However, after the bandaging is done, it will still be able to be thorough in a few days.

Geng Mo took a bite of wolf meat, looked down at the hungry wolves around him who were whining not far away, and stood up violently and roared: ", if you want to fight, you can fight, if you don't fight, get out, don't make a lot of noise about labor and management!"

Blackstone Prison

Inside the thigh-thick iron railing, the second fat was tilting his head to look outside, carrying a big push of the mustache that was quite embarrassing at the food station.

Of course, there are two beauties beside this product, a royal sister and a fresh.

"Brother Yang Peng?... Isn't it?" the old ghost blinked, and the man inside was wrapped in strips of white cloth from head to toe, but his eyes were very unruly... At first glance, it looks a little frightening.

Anyway, it's visually stunning...!

"Who are you?"

"Ahem..."The old ghost put down a few food boxes in his hand, straightened his clothes, and gently arched his hand at the second fat, revealing a row of snow-white teeth: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Hua, Geng Mo's brother ......"

"What?!" Erfat sat up straight, stared at him and yelled, "What about the donkey!! others"

The old ghost hurriedly waved his hand to the prison officials behind him to signal that it was okay, then turned his head to look at Er Fat and said, "Don't worry, he's fine." ”

"What about the others!" asked Erpang with red eyes, grasping the iron railing.

"He asked me to tell you," the old ghost glanced sideways and glanced behind him, and saw that the prison official was chatting with others, so he approached the second fat and whispered: "The human-faced centipede ......!"

"Oh...!" Erpang relieved himself slowly, and when he heard this, he finally believed that his brother was still alive...!

In an instant, he also figured out a lot of things, and it was reasonable to connect them together.

......

"Are you the second fat?" A melodious, watery voice came, and the second fat looked at the beauty who came out of the painting next to the mustache, and his tone suddenly became gentle: "Beauty, are you calling me?"

"Momo has called your name many times......"

"Momo?"

"Well," Huang Min nodded obediently, and pointed to the tip of his good-looking nose again: "Mine." ”

"Yo he!" the second fat tooth slapped on his thigh with a happy snap, and his teeth hurt so much that he was still there, silly: "Yes, yes, really can!"

"What can be?" asked Huang Min curiously, blinking his eyes.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's okay anyway!"

"Er Fat," the old ghost patted Huang Min gently, he was worried that the time to visit the prison should not be enough if he continued to talk like this: "Er Fat, it's so high... It's not a big deal for you, just wait for Mo to come back now, and you can come out when the money is ready, do you understand?"

"No," the second fat raised his eyebrows and waved his hand unexpectedly: "My business is not in a hurry, you tell the donkey, let him get the war treasure first!"

"Which one is the battle treasure?!" the old ghost had a question mark in his eyes...... Didn't you say that there was only one fat one???... Don't bring it like that, okay?!!

"Come, I'll tell you......"

As soon as the second fat beckoned, the old ghost reluctantly attached his ears to it, and then the two of them muttered and whispered, but the old ghost's brows became tighter and tighter.

......

Huang Hong has nothing to do at this time, anyway, he will be released from prison in the next few days, and his mood is exceptionally sunny.

He took the tank, one of the four King Kongs, to the prison area, and he heard that someone came to see Erfat, and he felt very curious.

"Stomp, stomp...!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and Huang Hong turned around when he heard it!

On the way back with Huang Min and Xiaoqin, the old ghost, who has always been full of confidence, foamed a big ......!

He was even confused about how to return to his old mansion......

The old ghost's old house is an ordinary small courtyard located in Chaoyang Lane, Chaoyang Road, a civilian area in the north of the city, which is old and dilapidated, barely able to live in people.

After returning home, the two daughters were very sensible, Huang Min was cleaning up, and Xiaoqin was preparing lunch for the three.

"Jean..."

"Well, what's wrong?" asked Xiaoqin, turning her head around her apron.

"Your brother...?"

"Oh," Xiaoqin smiled, "Don't worry about that bastard, you can get busy with your affairs first." ”

"Good ......"

After settling down Ermei, the old ghost walked out of the old mansion alone ...... a loss.

There is nothing wrong with what the two fat people say, the millennium of people's kindness, if you don't help repay the life-saving grace, you will be a man in vain!

When he walked out of Blackstone Prison, the old ghost also made a point of inquiring about his old friends in the prison area.

Zhan Bao's case is quite serious, and it is said to be related to Ma Da Teng's death.

Someone above pointed out that it should be redone, but in fact, there is only one result of waiting for the battle treasure to be drawn... That's the noon door!

Standing at the intersection, the cold wind was howling, and the wind was blowing on the face like a knife.

We haven't known each other for a long time, so what's going on... Helping is love, not helping is duty.

Just like standing at this cold intersection, the important thing is to see how the old ghost chooses himself?

The old ghost stretched the cotton clothes on his body, and his heart was ruthless... Then he raised his feet and walked in one direction...!