"Huhu...... High...... Elder Gao, just ...... That's it! I'm ...... I just can't do it anymore. Xiao Bolt continued to follow Gao Lao in the forest for about ten minutes, his leg cramped, and he fell to the ground with the sack, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Young man now......" The old man shook his head helplessly, sat down next to the little bolt, handed him a cigarette, and said in his mouth: "Then you rest for five minutes first, and then hurry up to work after resting." ”

Hearing the word work, the little bolt suddenly stiffened and looked painful.

They ran out in the middle of the night just for two words - bury people!

Moreover, it is still buried alive!

A cigarette quickly burned out, and the little bolt was still unfinished, the old beast stood up, kicked him and shouted: "Hurry up and do something, don't ink! What time is it, and it will be bright again." ”

"Hey, yes, I'll do the work......"

The little bolt was helpless, so he had to take the hoe handed over by the old brute and start digging a pit. And the old brute, who was so idle, walked to the side, untied the wriggling hemp bag, and wasted his old strength to pour out the person inside.

"M is so fat, he deserves to be buried alive!" Gao Lao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and kicked the man's buttocks groove hard, the man trembled, and his mouth kept making a "woo" sound, but no one knew what he was talking about.

Han Weiwei, who was hidden in the shadows, hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to make a move at this time.

Even though the old man and the young man didn't look like a good person, she couldn't guarantee that the guy who poured it out of the bag was a good person!

If the fat man knew what Han Weiwei was thinking now, he would definitely jump out and fight with her! Who stipulated that if you grow fat, you must not be a good person? Although it is now a society of appearance, you must be reasonable in everything, right?

The little bolt dug for a long time, his wrist was sore and painful, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but say to Gao Lao: "Gao Lao...... Let's change ...... I'm running out of energy, really, ......."

"The old man has been taking Chinese medicine recently, so it is not appropriate to do strenuous activities, you should hurry. Dig deeper, and don't let the hairs come out. Without any consideration, the old brute directly made up an extremely lame excuse and refused.

"Hey......" The little bolt had no choice but to continue to do it.

This is not the way to go. God knows how long this kidney-deficient boy will dig a hole, and seeing that the sky is about to dawn, Han Weiwei decided not to wait any longer. The cat cautiously approached the two of them, took out the slingshot in his pocket, and "snapped" twice at the crotch of the tall beast who was still scratching his buttocks.

"Ah...... Little plug, I'm ...... Day you are an ancestor of the board...... Oops, you TM...... hiss...... "The tall old beast didn't have any defense at all, he only felt a sudden sharp pain from below, and instantly squatted down holding his crotch.

"What's wrong with me?" the little bolt looked dazed, not knowing what was going on. Seeing that Gao Lao's face was in pain, he hurriedly dropped his hoe and walked towards him, helped him up, and said with a concerned face: "Gao Lao, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"Shhh...... Ahh The severe pain made his face distorted, and he grabbed the collar of the little bolt with one hand, and said with a look of resentment: "Old man, treat you well, you ...... Why...... Plotting against me? Oh, bitter! bitter!"

The little bolt said innocently: "I didn't! I just kept digging a pit!"

"It's not you...... Who else? Could it be that there will be ghosts? Ahhh......h It hurts!" the old beast obviously didn't believe it, and his hand holding the small bolt kept shaking, and at this moment, the cold sweat had soaked his whole body.

"Elder Gao, you have to believe me, my loyalty to you can be seen by the sun and the moon! Someone is definitely plotting against you!" The little bolt is not stupid, he guessed in an instant, glanced at the fat man who kept squirming like a worm on the ground, and said firmly: "I know! It must be this accomplice who holds the hair!"

Then he picked up the hoe on the ground, strode forward, kicked the fat man in the face, and shouted: "Say! Is it your accomplice nearby! Dare to plot against the old man, and he is impatient? Do you believe it or not?"

The fat man under his feet is called a wronged! He has obviously not done anything, and he has to suffer such a crime, besides, where did he come from some accomplice?

If there were really accomplices, would they bring themselves all the way here?

The little bolt was so nervous that he was still pretending to be calm there, but with the experience of Gao Lao Brute, he was very smart to protect the crotch of his pants with his right hand, and pointed into the darkness with his left hand: "Hmph! Don't hide, Lao Tzu has already discovered you! Hurry up and come out and have an honest contest with me!"

However, this time he was really a blind cat and met a dead mouse, and the direction of his finger happened to be where Han Weiwei was hiding.

Hey, hey!

Although Han Weiwei was surprised in her heart, she still walked out of the darkness with a gun. She could basically conclude that the young man in front of her had no combat power, because she found that this guy was shaking like chaff all over her body, and she was obviously panicked in her heart.

"Okay, you little girl, you live ...... !" The little bolt was feeling complacent about his crooked hit, and he was even more happy the moment Han Weiwei walked out, but when he saw the gun in Han Weiwei's hand, his smile instantly froze there, and the most uncomfortable thing was that a shirtless young man came out behind the woman.

The man's muscles are as if carved by an artist, and the scars all over his body are not easy to mess with at a glance.

Looking down at the hoe in his hand, the little bolt felt that God was joking with him.

Take your own hoe, others take guns, and you have to 1V2! How to fight? Come! How do you say how to fight?27KK

The little bolt took a step back, his face was cloudy, his eyes were crackling, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, do you dare to put down the gun, we have a Hollywood-style duel in a dignified manner!"

"Hollywood-style duels? What is that? Sounds like it's fun!" Han Weiwei tilted her head and blinked her big eyes, looking very interested.

Sure enough, she was a little girl who was not deeply involved in the world, and she was fooled so easily.

Xiao Bolt sneered in his heart, but there was an indifferent smile on his face that only a master has, and he said with his hands behind his back: "The so-called Hollywood-style duel is the most commonly used and effective duel between heroes and heroes! It is the kind of duel in which one against one, everyone does not use any weapons, you punch me, I beat you, I beat you, you punch me again, whoever falls first will be counted as the loser! Do you dare to fight with me?"

"Oh, such a boring way of playing, even Caimu is interested!" Han Weiwei said and raised the heavenly punishment in her hand.

Why doesn't this little girl play cards according to common sense?

Xiao Bolt was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Wait! Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to hold such a big gun and deal with an unarmed person like me?"

Han Weiwei asked with a blank face: "Is there one?"

"Of course there is!" Xiao Bolt said seriously: "Think about the heroes and heroes on TV, who would do such a thing to bully the weak?"

"Oh. Han Weiwei thought about it seriously, nodded thoughtfully, and before the little bolt had time to be happy, she heard her say: "But even I like to bully people!"

This is true. Who is she? The little witch of the Han family, who was once talked about by everyone in Yanjing City, is her duty to bully people, and there is never a word fair in front of her.

"You! How can you do this! I'm angry! I'm not going to play with you, I'm leaving!" the little bolt pretended to be very angry, and took the opportunity to slip away with his hoe.

"Stop! Lie down honestly in the pit, don't move! If you dare to move, ...... Occasionally blow his head off!" Han Weiwei pointed to the tall old brute who was squatting on the ground and had not yet recovered.

"You think I'm scared?" the little bolt was unmoved—the gun wasn't pointed at his head anyway.

Of course, the most important thing is that, according to Xiao Bolt's accurate judgment, he is basically sure that the girl in front of him, who looks like she is still underage, will not shoot.

Why? Actually, it's very simple, she just conspired that Gao Lao didn't use a gun, and she definitely won't use it now! Maybe she doesn't even have any bullets in this gun!

Not to mention, the little bolt has a really good brain, Han Weiwei really won't shoot at the old brute, that's because the exclusive bullet of the heavenly punishment is too precious, and it is simply a waste to use it on this kind of person! After all, this time in Yinchuan, the base only equipped her with 2,000 rounds, and the new batch is still under development, so she must save some use.

"Okay, then I'll do it for you!"

Han Weiwei loaded the bullet without saying a word, the pitch-black barrel that was about three times larger than an ordinary sniper rifle was pressed against the head of the old brute, feeling the chill that seeped people, the old brute was suddenly frightened and incontinent, and fell to his knees with a "poof", pleading: "Chivalrous...... Don't listen to him......! That kid had a lot of in his brain when he was a child, and he wasn't very bright! We are good citizens! Great good people! You...... You go around me!"

"Hmph, Elder Gao, why are you so spineless?" The little plug nostrils turned to the sky, and said with a disdainful face: "I don't believe that this little girl really dares to do anything to you." If she had the guts, she would have used a gun to plot against you with a stone? You don't believe that when you touch that gun, eighty percent of it is made of plastic! You don't want to think about it, how can there be such a domineering gun in this world? Make cartoons?"

The little bolt said it clearly, and the old beast really reached out and touched it. The body of the gun is cold and hard to the touch, although I don't know what material it is made of, but it is certain that it is definitely not plastic!

The little bolt took a step forward triumphantly and said, "What's the matter, did I say that I was right? Mahler is an egg, and he dares to lie to Lao Tzu?

"So, you don't want to go into the pit?"

"Haha! What kind of international joke are you playing? Go and inquire who my little bolt is? I'll tell you today, I'm just going to die, and I'm going to be shot to death by you! I will never ......."

"Well, do it to you! Fool, hit him!"

"Heroes ......"

"Phew"

Seeing that the man behind Han Weiwei felt out the pistol on his waist at the same time, the little bolt secretly said that it was not good, and before he finished a word begging for mercy, he was shot in the belly, and blood suddenly gushed out, instantly staining his white sweatshirt.

"Whew......" The little bolt covered his belly and let out a miserable scream, and even crawled into the pit he dug to lie down, secretly greeting the eighteenth generation of the wood family in his heart.

Didn't this guy say anything before he shot him? Does he have a bit of a man's demeanor?

Han Weiwei shook the gun in her hand and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

"I didn't ...... No. The two chicks nodded frantically like pecking rice.

What are you kidding, the real guns are all done, and if there is a problem, it has to become no problem!