Jinbao followed the man to a high-ranking apartment, Jinbao was wearing a basketball vest and big shorts, and joked with a smile, "Brother, it's a good mix,"

The man did not speak, knocked on the door, and walked in, and Campbell, unaware of the danger, followed him with a big grin.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he realized that something was wrong, because he saw seven or eight people sitting in the living room, and sitting in the middle was a weasel wearing a suit and stepping on white travel shoes on a hot day!

Jinbao turned around and ran!

Boom!

The door was shut. A few people came up, and it was a severe beating to catch Jinbao.

"What the are you going to do!" Campbell's mouth was full of blood, but his tone was very hard.

The weasel is playing kung fu tea unhurriedly, and his movements are very unprofessional, but he pretends to be skillful, that expression, that action, if it is a layman, he will definitely be fooled.

He picked up an oval teacup, then drank the crystal tea soup in three sips, then grabbed a bottle of Coke next to him and poured a few sips, looked up at Jinbao and smiled, "Brother, meet again." ”

"What the are you going to do!" Campbell was grabbed by two men and couldn't move.

The weasel smiled, slanted his iconic triangular eyes, and said softly to Jinbao, "I said brother, look at your young age, why are you so unpopular? You imagine how many heroes in ancient and modern times died in vain because they didn't understand this sentence, Sun Wukong, Red Boy, Tai Bai Xing, Sanmao, Nezha, these ancient heroes, they just didn't understand this truth, and then ......"

If you want to say that the weasel is this person, it is definitely a wonder, he does have a super ability to do things, and he is also black, he is the first group of people to follow the winter melon out to fight the world, and now he is mixed with the right hand of the winter melon, and naturally he has some real ability.

It's just that this person has a huge characteristic, that is, he likes to pretend to be elegant, he obviously likes to drink Coke, but he has to drink coffee and kung fu tea, and he eats meat in detail, but he thinks of himself as a layman to outsiders.

Obviously an out-and-out bastard, but he just gave himself the label of a literati and an inkman, and he spoke in a set way, and the sentence just now that the person who knew the times was Junjie, which he saw in a story meeting yesterday, and he used it today.

Those ancient heroes in his mouth are also Sanmao Nezha in comic books and so on.

In short, to summarize the words of the weasel in two words, that is to pretend to be forced, in three words, that is to pretend to be the king, and in four words, it is the god of pretending!

"You have a thing to talk about, is Sun Wukong an ancient man? That's a monkey spirit!"

Although Jinbao himself has no culture, he still has this common sense, and he can't help but argue with the weasel.

"Why not?"

The weasel argued and said in his soft voice, "Let me ask you, is Sun Wukong ancient or modern?"

"Of course it's ancient!" Jinbao was unconsciously surrounded by a weasel, and actually discussed the story of Sun Wukong with the other party.

"That's the end of it. Ancient people, they are called ancient people, do you understand?"

"However, that's a mythical story, besides, Sun Wukong is not a human being, he is just a monkey who has become a spirit......"

Talking and talking. Jinbao suddenly froze, and immediately reacted, what the hell did I tell him about these things!

"!"

The weasel is still entangled in this question, "Monkeys all walk on four legs, but have you ever seen Sun Wukong crawl on the ground and walk?

When it came to walking upright, the weasel also raised a hand and gestured.

"Stop. What the are you trying to do!" Campbell was getting impatient, and the weasel was grinding and chirping, which was worse than beating him.

Only then did the weasel put down whether Sun Wukong was a human research topic, and said softly to this Jinbao, "Brother, I see that you are not very old, and you can be regarded as my junior." I'm the most reasonable, as the old saying goes, convince people with virtue, I just like to convince people with virtue......"

Jinbao heard a chill.

After omitting thousands of words, the weasel got to the point, "That copper lump last time." I really like it, as the old saying goes, a gentleman doesn't win people's affection, which means that the copper strip is something I like, but you are unreasonable and don't sell it to me, this is your mistake. ”

The weasel's ability to pretend to be forced has become superb, and he has turned himself into a victim.

"Don't be, it's a bronze ancient sword, antique, you can buy it, my eldest brother said. That thing is worth at least seven or eight hundred thousand, if you have this money, I will ask my eldest brother to sell it to you immediately!"

At this time, Jinbao naively thought that the other party just wanted to buy that ancient sword.

"Huh!"

The weasel smiled and said slowly, "I said brother, I will send you an old saying, the ancients said, a drop of wine for a driver, two lines of tears for relatives, which means that don't drink while driving, you must listen to people's advice, otherwise, relatives will cry." ”

"What the are you talking about? Is that the ancients saying?" Campbell was confused by the weasel again.

"It's a typical five-character poem, do you know? You count and see if each sentence is five words?" said the weasel seriously.

Jinbao thought about it, and counted it, it was really five words!

"Don't talk nonsense, just say it, what the hell do you want!" Jinbao was speechless. How to talk about it, and then it went to the ancient poem.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

In his gentle tone, the weasel said, "This truth means that today, you must listen to the advice of others, otherwise, you and your relatives will leave two lines of tears." ”

The weasel is really not simple, and he forcibly pulled the slogan of the driver's tears with a drop of wine and relatives to this matter, and at first glance, it makes sense.

"What the are you trying to do!" Kimble nearly collapsed.

Only then did the weasel slowly get to the point, "Your ancient sword." My eldest brother took a fancy to it, and gave you 10,000 yuan, and you brought the things. ”

"Hehe, you treat me as stupid, that thing is worth seven or eight hundred thousand, and you just give ten thousand and want to take it away?"

"You really don't listen to my advice?" the weasel admonished Campbell solemnly.

Jinbao shook his head, "Definitely not. You have too little money, besides, that thing belongs to my eldest brother, and I can't call the shots, otherwise, I'll go back and talk to my eldest brother about it first, and I'll discuss it with you later." ”

Jinbao began to ponder the golden cicada's plan to get out of its shell again.

Only this time the weasel was not fooled. He smiled and raised his hand to the two younger brothers, who immediately pressed Jinbao's hand on the coffee table.

The weasel took out a dagger that dangled brightly, "For the last time, to sell or not to sell?"

"Not for sale...... Whew!"

As soon as Jinbao said these two words, he let out a miserable scream, but it was the weasel who directly stabbed a sharp and sharp dagger into the back of his hand, directly piercing one of Jinbao's palms.

"To sell or not to sell?" The weasel's tone began to be ungentle, although he loved to pretend to be a little forced, and he spoke very gently, but he was not gentle at all, especially dark, especially ruthless, or he would not be able to do the position of the right hand of the winter melon.

"Not for sale!" Jinbao gritted his teeth, he was also a good man.

"!"

The weasel finally burst into a foul language, which he rarely usually does, because he thinks he is a civilized person, and civilized people don't swear.

But at heart, he's just a bastard.

Another knife pierced Jinbao's other palm.

"I'm going to prick you every time I ask you now. I'll see how long you can hold out. ”

The weasel was excited at the sight of blood, and his speech was not gentle, and the dark light that emerged from a pair of triangular eyes was particularly penetrating.

Jinbao was so painful that he was about to collapse, his head was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, and his face was pale, but he had no strength to speak.

"To sell or not to sell?"

Just as the weasel was about to stab him a third time, the phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and said a few words, then hung up, looked at Jinbao and said, "You are lucky today, my eldest brother doesn't want to embarrass you, you can go." ”

When Jinbao heard this, his hanging heart was slightly relieved.

Merely. The weasel then added, "However, my eldest brother likes that thing very much, and we will go to your eldest brother to negotiate later, but in order to prevent you from defaulting on the debt, you have to leave something as collateral, I don't see anything on you." You're going to leave one ear behind. ”

Before Jinbao could react, the weasel suddenly raised his knife and fell.

With a whoosh, one ear was slashed off the coffee table, and a stream of blood suddenly gushed out from the side of Jinbao's head.

Jinbao first felt a little cold at the base of his ears, and then there was a pain in his heart.

The weasel carefully pinched Jinbao's ear with a tissue, and said softly, "Go back and inform your eldest brother, and ask him to send that thing over and exchange this ear of yours, otherwise, I will roast your ear and feed it to the dog." ”

Jinbao still has some common sense, and after being released, he didn't go to the eastern suburbs immediately, but hurriedly took a taxi to the hospital.

His hands and ears were bleeding nonstop, and if he didn't deal with it, just bleeding would kill him.

"Where's your ears?" the doctor asked, tending to the wound on Campbell's hand.

Jinbao grinned in pain, "I can't find it, you can help me stop the bleeding!"

The doctor hesitated, "It's okay to stop the bleeding and bandage, but in this way, your ear won't be able to connect." ”

Jinbao gritted his teeth, "It's okay, you can bandage it, I don't want that ear!"

When Zhang Zhening and the others hurried over when they heard the news, Jinbao's two palms and one ear were wrapped in gauze, just like a mummy.

"Jinzi, who did this?" Zhang Zhening hurriedly asked, although Jinbao is Ah San's little brother, Zhang Zhening and the others also like this little brother.

"It's a weasel. ”

"Who is a weasel?"

"I don't know, they wanted to buy that ancient sword for 10,000 yuan, but I didn't sell it, so they stabbed me, and said that they would go back and find three to negotiate. ”

"Where do they live?"

"Xinhong Community, six buildings 2202. ”

After Ah San heard this, he didn't say a word, squatted under the wall of the ward, smoked a cigarette unhurriedly, and then stood up and walked towards the door with an expressionless face.

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