Shi Po has seen too much, and he has long looked down on life and death.

But, why doesn't Liu Jiachuang know this.

If you want a person to be afraid from the bottom of your heart, you must let him feel the fear of the outside world first.

As for Shi Po, he is no longer afraid of death, so he has to change some tricks in death.

Da Chuang lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and glanced at the kneeling stone slope in front of him with both eyes.

Rao is Shi Po was in an extremely uncalm mood at the moment, because he knew that since Liu Jiachuang said such a thing, he would not let him die so easily.

There were already waves in his heart.

However, on the face, try to remain calm.

However, this peace is difficult to hide from the inner turmoil.

At least, in front of Da Chuang, he didn't hide it well, so he was not a good actor.

"Take a sip with me!" Shi Po raised his eyelids and looked at Da Chuang, and said.

Da Chuang smiled slightly, and put the cigarette in his hand into Shi Po's mouth.

Shi Po snorted twice.

"Ahem......"

However, because I sucked it too fast, I choked.

Da Chuang gently patted Shi Po's shoulder twice, and yes, he didn't give him a pat on the back.

After Shi Po coughed a few times, he looked at Da Chuang.

"Three years ago, I was like a rag picker, wearing a denim jacket and a pair of twenty yuan military cloth shoes under my feet, I didn't think about anything at that time, just thinking about one word, make money!" Da Chuang handed the cigarette holder to Shi Po's mouth again.

Shi Po frowned, "What are you telling me about this?"

"Hehe, everyone is running for life, but some people do too much, too desperately, and in the end, they also cut off their own way, looking back, this way has come, in fact, they are digging their own graves. Da Chuang looked directly at Shi Po and said lightly.

It seems that the person he is talking about is Shi Po.

Shi Po looked at him, blinked his eyes, and said, "A person, a way to live, until the day of death, no one knows what awaits him in front of him." ”

Da Chuang snorted, "That's right. However, if you do too much injustice, you will be killed, and if you do it yourself, there will come a time!"

Shi Po stopped sucking, and he tilted his head away.

Da Chuang pinched off the cigarette in his hand and threw it to the ground, then walked to the side of the car, pulled the door, and sat in the back seat of the car.

"Bang!", and the door slammed shut.

At the same time, Zhang Monkey walked towards the stone slope with his hands behind his back.

"You...... You want to do something to me?" Shi Po asked with a cold look at Zhang Monkey.

"My master is a jute seed, and he taught me a lot of unique skills, the guy who eats! However, there are two stunts, and his old man told me that in this life, don't use them until you have to. Zhang Monkey said expressionlessly.

"......!" Shi Po heard this, and the expression on his face gradually stiffened.

He knew that the monkey in front of him would not say such a thing to himself for no reason, and although he didn't know who the monkey Zhang was, Huang Mazi was well known.

Huang Mazi's master, who was the ninth monster of Wuqiao, the apprentice of the "crooked gourd", was not listed in the eight monsters, because of his unique skills, he could only go through the dark ditch, although he was the ninth class back then, but his specialty was not even more elegant.

Therefore, it is listed as the ninth monster of Wuqiao.

It doesn't matter if it's self-styled, or if it's said that people outside use the ninth monster to squeeze him, the crooked gourd is indeed a master.

And when it was passed on to his apprentice, Huang Mazi's generation, he taught him one less skill.

As the saying goes, the apprentice was taught, and the master starved to death.

Throughout the ages, there are many good things, and this is how they have been lost.

However, what Zhang Monkey said in his mouth, those two stunts, have been handed down from ancient times to the present.

Actually, when it comes to stunts, what Zhang Monkey wants to use today is not counted, it can only be said that it was almost lost, absolutely, not to talk about, but it is indeed enough to be desperate.

Those who use this thing will damage yin morality.

Therefore, Zhang Monkey's master also told him back then that he was not allowed to use it until he had to.

Today, Zhang Monkey is also the first to use it, and Shipo is the first to be operated on.

"Light the sky lantern", everyone knows, but this is not what Zhang Monkey wants to use today.

The work he wants to play is even more absolute, called "making dumplings and putting the pot on the cage drawer".

Yes, it's such a long list of names, and I don't know who gave them, it seems to be quite elegant and a little down-to-earth.

Whoever sounds like it thinks it's going to be a steamed dumpling.

However, when implemented, it is not as elegant and down-to-earth as the name sounds.

Because, it's too cruel.

Da Chuang got in the car, glanced at the video of kneeling on the ground, and then said to Jing San'er: "San'er, drive!"

"Aren't you looking?" Jing San'er asked back.

Da Chuang didn't answer him directly, but lowered the window and waved at Youshuo.

Youshuo ran to the car with a shovel, "Brother Chuang, what do you mean?"

"I'll be done later, clean up and call me back when I'm back. Da Chuang said.

"Okay, don't worry!" Youshuo nodded and said.

Then, Da Chuang Chong Jing San'er raised his hand and said, "Drive!"

Jing San'er didn't speak again, glanced at the stone slope outside the car, and then twisted the car key.

"Buzz!"

The motor of the car makes a sound, which is particularly pleasant to the ear in this open area.

……

Inside the CLUB Bar.

In front of the bar, Deng Can was holding a glass of caramel malt-scented Jack Daniel's, shaking his wine glass, and his face was slightly drunk.

Seemingly, he drank a lot.

"Handsome guy, is you alone?" At this time, a soft voice came from his side.

Deng Can looked sideways, and saw a beautiful woman with wavy long hair sitting next to him wearing a red dress and a V-necked chest with a slight exposure.

Deng Can burped, looked at her and said with a smile: "What, you want to come over and rub my wine?"

"Why do you talk so vulgarly?" the beauty glanced at him, then grabbed a box of honorables placed on the table, pulled out one, and just ordered it.

"You can't get used to smoking my cigarette. Deng Can said with a spitt of wine in his mouth.

The hand of the beautiful woman who had just lit a cigarette stopped in mid-air, but then shook her head and said, "I haven't smoked any cigarettes? After saying that, he lit the cigarette with a "click", and then took a puff.

Deng Can stared at her delicate face and couldn't help but smile, then looked back behind her and asked, "Are you also alone?"

"Uh-huh, what else?" the beauty took a deep breath of her cigarette, then raised her head and spit out a faint eye.

Her fingers holding the cigarette are slender, and it seems that these hands are exceptionally beautiful and delicate.

Seeing that Deng Can stopped talking, the beauty asked without words: "This cigarette is not as difficult to smoke as you said." ”

"Did I say it's hard to smoke? I'm just saying, you can't get used to it. This is the honorable man, formerly known as longevity smoke. Deng Can rolled his eyelids, as if the wine was a little strong.