Donald Duck's scope was aimed at the cowshed, he was eager in his heart, this eagerness was very complicated for him, he didn't want the lone wolf to die, although he knew that the lone wolf's professionalism was top-notch, but he was not a god after all, he didn't want to see the lone wolf have an accident, first, without the lone wolf, he would not find the gold digger, and second, there was something else that was reluctant to die of the lone wolf.

Donald Duck admits in his heart that everyone has selfish intentions, and this is the case with himself.

At the door of the cowshed, the lone wolf came out, clutching his arm, and he was wounded in the arm.

Donald duck got down from the windmill and made his rounds to the lone wolf.

"There's no one here, don't worry!"

The lone wolf sat down, leaning against the wooden wall.

"Damn, fucking gave Lao Tzu a knife!"

The lone wolf said as he bandaged himself with a bandage.

"It's okay, it's a skin trauma!"

No matter how skillful one hand is, it is so awkward to bandage, Donald Duck put down the gun, took the bandage, and bandaged the lone wolf.

"Actually, you don't have to break in, we can wait for them to come out!"

The lone wolf smiled and said:

"Bruce, Mr. Donald Duck, your thinking is dangerous!"

Donald Duck shook his head and continued to bandage him.

"You see, they were waiting for us to come out here, and you saw that they were the ones who fell here. ”

"You are very professional, they are not your opponent!"

"It's not like this, Bruce, think about it, how many things we have, lost to a wait!"

Donald Duck's hand paused, stunned for a moment, and then knotted the bandage.

"How many things are lost in waiting, yes, but there are some things, what's the use of you not waiting. Donald Duck said.

"Bruce, this is the biggest difference between me and you, I don't wait, I'll do it, fuck it, even if the result is worse than the result of waiting!

Bruce looked at the lone wolf: "You're not a killer now, you're a philosopher!"

"I like this title, I think it's much more interesting than the lone wolf, because killers kill people, philosophers punish hearts!"

Donald Duck stopped talking, and every time he said a word, he knew that it would trigger a lone wolf's tirade, and worse, he felt that he was right, and he was powerless to refute it.

The two of them sat there quietly, and Donald Duck wondered how many stories there were about this dying guy next to him who didn't smoke, drink, and cough.

The lone wolf sat there, he had almost begun to refuse to recall, and whenever his mind wanted to recall, he would refrain from it, even if it allowed himself to be in a daze, or let the listener break his memory.

"What did you do with Fang Ziliang?"

"In the secret tunnels of Dubai, I arranged for people to "serve" him every day. ”

"Waiting? This is interesting, he just gave you a hope that you shouldn't have, you should kill him with a knife to get revenge, and then go back to the United States and start your new life. ”

"That's right, he gave me hope, and with hope, I can't start a new life. ”

"Hehe, you can lie to yourself!"

"I can't do it! I might as well die. ”

"That's right, this is the Donald Duck I know, I know, you want Fang Ziliang and Watanabe Kazuchun to fight!"

"That's right, I'm going to turn him into a woman!"

Donald Duck said this, and the lone wolf suddenly became interested.

"Women?"

"That's right, didn't you take his eggs, I'll just take some estrogen, that's why I find a helper to serve him every day!"

"Hahaha!"

The lone wolf smiled back and forth, laughing like a child, laughing breathlessly.

"You, you, I'll tell you, Donald Duck, you're really bad!"

With that, the lone wolf couldn't stop laughing again.

Donald Duck didn't think of anything good about Fang Ziliang, but looked at the man in front of him, very young, very handsome, sometimes cold like a dead man, sometimes laughing like a child. Except when it comes to killing, it is now difficult for Donald Duck to treat the lone wolf as a killer.

"Donald Duck, you're doing a good job!" the lone wolf couldn't help but laugh again.

"Don't worry, I've got something even more fun in the future!" Donald said with a smile.

"Don't tell me, don't tell me now, I'm on the verge of laughing, you know, a killer ends up fucking laughing, what a joke!"

Donald Duck was completely amused by the man in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh there, yes, couldn't help laughing.

The laughter didn't go far, and it passed the cowshed, and in this silent killing place, laughter was like a gift from God.

After laughing, the two of them lay there, looking at the light clouds in the sky and enjoying the breeze.

The heroes were hungry, and almost at the same time, the bellies of the two were ringing in the silent cowshed.

Donald Duck got up and searched the bodies, only to find four compressed biscuits.

"It's not bad, a few days' rations are available!"

Donald Duck threw two pieces at the lone wolf:

"Save some food, I don't know if we can grab the airdrop!"

The lone wolf shook the compressed biscuit vigorously, and said as he chewed:

"Donald Duck, since life is like this, why don't we become optimistic, Bruce, do you have an idol?"

"Nope!"

The lone wolf continued to chew on the biscuits.

Donald Duck raised his head: "Optimistic, hehe, you are too optimistic about a real thing, and you have not reached the expected goal, will you be disappointed, in this way, you have an idol, tell me, who is it!"

"An optimist, a person who is optimistic, he is a great optimist!"

"Yes, optimistic people are amazing, but I'm still a little surprised that it's your idol!"

"What's the difference, the snow-capped mountains are so hard, come over, what does it depend on, it's optimism; how many times did the Wright brothers fail when they invented the airplane, and those who weren't optimistic gave up long ago; and Edison......"

"Alright, alright!" Before the lone wolf could finish speaking, Donald Duck interrupted him impatiently:

"Can you stop being a chatterbox, make me think you're a killer. ”

"Okay Bruce, do you want meat?"

"Yes!"

"I'm going to cut that guy's thigh, roast it and eat it with you!"

Donald Duck is about to drop his jaw:

"Don't, don't, big brother, I'm a vegetarian, okay?"

The lone wolf laughed.

Donald Duck understands that the lone wolf can't be a joke, and Donald Duck understands that he did it.

"I'll just sit like this with you, the night is coming, so I'll keep watch first, you sleep first, and then we'll change the way. ”

"Okay, but I can't sleep, you sleep first and I'll be sentry!"

Bruce spun around, lay down in a dry place, muttered something "just a chatterbox", and in a few seconds, began to snore.

The lone wolf sat there, holding a gun, like a statue in the moonlight!