Syllable!

The fat man slapped the talking boy on the head, his sunglasses turned down, and he glared angrily at Xiao Yuan's eyes.

"You are a fat man, I am a fat man? You know if you are angry and rich, two or two cats pee on your stomach, are all the kings and sons of heaven your uncle? Sit down, you should eat and drink, Huang Mao come with me!"

The fat man kept thinking about all the pictures in his head, but it was useless to think about anything at this time, after all, people came and killed directly when they didn't see them, and what can't kill the data people in the mission world.

These are all, only when you are alive do you care, and when you die, you care about a fart.

On the corner tower, those people had already walked to the door, and were looking up at it, and the fat man's face began to sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it, Sophia smeared him with coffee powder, and now a white fat face was revealed, maybe it would be exposed.

But just at this glance, the fat man's heart trembled.

The old man with the knife was in the team, but at this time, the long knife on his body did not know where to put it, judging from the clothing, these people were brought by him, the old man looked up at the corner tower, arched his hand and said:

"Can you open the door, let's go in, we're looking for someone!"

The kid who reported to Huang Mao before, seeing that the fat man was there, wanted to show it, so he roared around his neck:

"You're talking business?"

The old man paused and shook his head slightly.

"No, we're just looking for someone. ”

The fat man blinked, this old man is so persistent, can't he be flexible?

He hurriedly smiled and waved his hand at the old man, and said in a deliberately southern accent.

"Uncle, we are a village here, all the locals are celebrating the festival, it is estimated that there is no one you are looking for, but if you come, you are guests, come in and have a drink together!"

Immediately, he kicked the kid beside him, and then shouted:

"Guy who doesn't have long eyes, hurry up and open the door, you know who the owner is, and when you encounter difficulties when you go out, do I still want to teach you?"

The fat man's words were said to the people below, and the kid heard the fat man's sudden change of southern accent in a fog, and quickly nodded and smiled and waved his hand down.

The fat man walked down, and the door was already open.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to let his smile go to his heart, this thing is self-hypnosis, I think it's a guest, and I don't know and can't remember what happened before, how could he find out.

After making up his mind, the smile on the fat man's face was also a little sincere, and as soon as the door opened, he hurriedly walked out and folded his hands towards several people.

"I don't know what kind of people I'm looking for, I'm having a holiday banquet here, since I'm here, I'm my friend, please come inside!"

Huang Mao hurried over and helped the fat man Zhang Luo invite someone in.

When they didn't open the door before, the old man with the knife was still very persistent in wanting to come in, but when he saw that the fat man asked the door to be opened and came out to greet him in person, he also paused a little.

Especially this enthusiastic person, as if they are all very familiar relatives, the way of greeting, and the color of each skin, he also feels different.

The old man with the knife stopped, he wanted to look back at the people he had brought, but these people were already surrounded by people, and the expressions on their faces were complicated.

The fat man kept gessing, and on their seats, two long tables were added, which were originally the kind of flowing water seats, and the dishes were the same, just along the table, and on the long street in the village, they were surrounded by half a circle, and they looked very lively.

This kind of scene, the old man with the knife has never seen it, but obviously the fat man is not lying, there is indeed a festival here, and everyone is not ordinary red when they drink on their faces, and there are people dancing on both sides of the wine table.

The fat man waved his hand, and the women who were waiting for the business had already walked over quickly, and the fat man looked at the women and raised his chin towards the old man with the knife.

"We lifted the ban on alcohol today, and these guests came, this is fate, not to mention anything else, drink well and accompany these brothers, the cost is mine!

The cries of the fat man are very contagious.

One by one shouted and shouted, at first they drank and laughed, and several women held wine glasses and began to sing to the old man and them, so that the battle was difficult to push off for a while.

After a while, the person brought by the old man with the knife was poured a few cups.

Just a wave of dishes was brought up, placed in front of him, roast sheep, seafood, stir-fried vegetables, all kinds of food, the fat man hurriedly signaled a few women to give the old man their dishes.

Seeing that he hadn't been allowed to drink, the old man with the knife had relaxed his vigilance, looked at the fat man and squinted his eyes slightly and asked:

"What's this little brother's name, why do I look at you so familiar?"

The fat man patted his stomach and burped, looking satisfied, but when he saw the old man asking, he hurried closer, grinned and said:

"My name is Cheng Zhi, Cheng of Pengcheng Wanli, and Zhi of Zhiqi, but they all call me black and fat, and some people call me fat man, old man, I look at you kindly, we have a fate, come and have a drink!"

The fat man's enthusiasm has a beginning and an end, and the unreserved self-introduction also makes the old man with the knife bow slightly, not that he is not vigilant, but that the fat man is self-hypnotized, and he can't perceive anything else, so he can feel the sincerity of the fat man.

When the fat man saw that a person brought by the old man was about to put down his chopsticks, the fat man stopped doing it, pointed to the woman behind him, and hurriedly ordered:

"How do you take care of this, the guests just came, put down the chopsticks, this is not good, there are no villages around here, it takes four or five hours to drive to the next village, I didn't see the uncle They came on foot, don't let people eat enough?"

The old man patted the fat man's wrist to signal him not to worry, and then glanced at the boy who had put down the chopsticks, and the man picked them up and continued to eat.

"What about me, I don't often come out and walk around, we are also chasing people and getting lost, what kind of place is this, where else can I stay nearby, the person we are looking for is injured and I don't know if I can go far?"

The fat man put down his chopsticks, rubbed his chin and said seriously:

"There is no village nearby, we are the largest here, there is a village with women in the north, we don't have much contact, and further away, it is all dry jade or jade, after all, it is all mines.

If you don't care about comfort, just settle down or hide, there are many places here, after all, there are a lot of abandoned mines here, let alone looking for people, even if you release a group of police dogs, you can't find their traces.

I remember the year before last, a lot of police came here to search for a fugitive, it seems that the person had several murders, tossed for months, and finally evacuated, and finally couldn't find it, there were too many abandoned mines, and there was no one to find them. ”

In the end, the fat man kicked Huang Mao hard.

"What are you doing stupidly, hurry up and pour wine for the old man, everyone is full, this wine is from Huaguo, the taste is good, the price is good, but today I am happy, let's drink it openly!"

The fat man's words made the old man silent, didn't say anything, picked up the wine cup, raised his head and dried, this wine was the stuffy donkey he had prepared before, properly dripped 68 degrees, and the first-class flames went from the throat to the stomach in one sip, and the taste was strong!

The fat man didn't dare to fake, and after a few glasses in a row, he was really a little drunk, Zhang Luo made people dance, the scene was lively, and it was quite a bit of a crazy feeling of jumping on the grave.

The old man with the knife communicated with a few people, they wanted to leave, after all, this place doesn't look like a Tibetan person, people themselves took the initiative to invite them in, and warmly entertained, if the injured boy was there, how bold he was, doing such a fun, isn't this to have fun?

The old man wanted to turn around, pat a few people, and look at the fat man.

"Little brother, I've drunk too much and walked around to let off the smell of alcohol. ”

The fat man was drunk, looked at the old man, smiled and waved his hand, and did not tell Huang Mao to follow.

The old man left, and the fat man's heart was raised, although he looked okay on the surface, he didn't worry that it was fake, he hooked his finger towards Huang Mao, and Huang Mao came closer.

"Let's be happy today, but you have to take care of everyone, and if you get drunk, you will send it to the council room, where you can drink some milk tea, and hurry up to arrange it!"