Dust in the Wild [2] (3)

has been so prevaricating and shirking a few times, and in the end it has made the stick baby angry. He rolled up his padded jacket sleeves, stared at the bull's eyeballs, turned his face and said, what's the matter, you want to repay the debt. You also have to inquire in the mountains and outside the mountains, is my stick baby a corner that is easy to be fooled? When you are in trouble, I will help you wholeheartedly, or you will offer to give me dividends. Now, when I have earned enough money, I want to cross the river and tear down the bridge, kicking me off, thinking about beauty. Before the end of the year, if you don't take out my share, don't think about passing this year. The police are also waiting for you.

Before leaving, the stick baby also deliberately picked up two plates and smashed them next to the heels of the winter solstice as a warning.

The winter solstice was frightened by the violent atmosphere of the stick baby. is worried that the stick baby will be wrong to him, and he is even more afraid that he will stab the public security for the yellow ribbon. Not to mention the seizure of restaurants, the fine will not be able to escape. The winter solstice was really out of place, so I ran home and asked my father and mother for four seasons and Lan Xiang to think of ideas. The four seasons had no idea, so they took the winter solstice to find Zhenshu to find a way. Zhenshu thought about it for a long time, and the only way was to go to Maolin with a shy old face to make peace, and wanted to settle things as soon as possible.

Zhenshu rushed to Maolin's house when Bangwa was not at home. He told his grandson about the suffering of the winter solstice, and begged Maolin and his family to spare the ignorant winter solstice for the sake of the villagers. Don't screw up the old relationship that has been maintained for several lifetimes because of this.

Maolin had been kept in the dark, and he was furious when he heard it. He scolded, this dead cub dared to learn the life of the ruffians in the past. Look at his house, I won't kill him.

Who knows, after the stick baby returned home, Mao Lin didn't teach the stick baby a lesson, but asked the stick baby to make a miasma at home.

Mao Lin thought that the stick baby was still the same baby who shook all over his body when he drank it. He still put on the prestige of the past, ready to kill, and teach this cub who is becoming more and more unspeakable a hard lesson. Who would have expected that before he finished half of his tirade, he was cut off by the stick baby.

The stick baby also bluffed her face, looking at the dense forest half a head shorter than herself, and said disdainfully, has you talked enough. If you are tired, drink a bowl of tea to moisten your throat and talk until dawn. Do you think that I depend on him, that he is in a hurry to give it to me? I said it with red mouth and white teeth, and I still want to sit back with, I want to play tricks on me. If he doesn't take out the share that promised me on the winter solstice, I won't let him live a stable life, and see who is stronger than strong.

Mao Lin's eyes widened, and he asked, he just doesn't have any money to give you, I see what you can do with him. If you do something sorry to the villagers and neighbors, see that I don't pick your skin and pull your tendons. If you are ruthless, there will still be public security waiting for you, and handcuffs waiting for you. Little rabbit, I went out with me for a few years, and I have seen the world for miles, and I have grown up. dare to start extortion business. Why can't you learn good things, but you can master bad things without learning.

Bangwa replied with a blushing face, don't force me. I don't need you to take care of my business. Over the years, I have asked others to pinch mud, and I can fiddle with whatever I like, and I don't dare to put a fart, and I think I am so majestic. What kind of person, you really take yourself seriously. It's all mixed up to this point, why do you still have the face to discipline me.

Mao Lin was immediately provoked to the top of the beam. His lips were blue, his cheeks were purple, his hands were shaking, and his lungs were exploding. He touched the square pestle under his feet, and was about to smash it at the stick baby while scolding. As soon as the stick baby reached out and caught the pestle, he snatched it with his hand and threw it into the yard again. He said mockingly, "You're quite angry." For the sake of other people's business, don't hurt your own body. I don't have the money to heal you. Don't you have to meddle in this? When the time comes, don't blame me for not showing you mercy and defeating your people. With that, he turned around and slammed the door out of the yard, disappearing.

Mao Lin and Xue'e stood stupidly in the room, panting with their mouths wide open, and they couldn't say a word.

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