Chapter 50: The Magic Sound

Liu Rong immediately dispelled the idea of revenge. If I miss, or if I don't have time to shoot and it sees through, it will tear me to a knife.

Go home and do what you want.

But just as he was about to turn around and go home, suddenly a loud shout: "Stop!"

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, a deafening magic sound.

In fact, this drink is not very large, and it can be called weak. But at this time, Liu Rong was frightened, so he felt very big.

But when he saw clearly that it was Chen Sheng in the leek field next to him, he got angry.

Boy—although you are older than me, you are also a generation younger, you old boy—if you were someone else, it's just that, you look so short, so dark and thin, and you dare to drink me, what's the matter?

"Are you visiting relatives?" asked Chen Sheng, who was sprinkling chicken manure in the leek patch.

Sprinkle chicken manure first, then sand, which is a management process in the leek field in winter.

"Who am I related to? Who is related to me?" Liu Rongmeng said.

It is said that 500 years ago was a family, but who left the relatives 500 years ago, and the relatives 5 years ago still broke the way.

"Your eldest brother Liu Biao and Chen Shan of this family are changing relatives, and 4 families are changing relatives. Chen Sheng hid his feelings everywhere.

Isn't this a close relative? Isn't this a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the family?

Of course, I Liu Rong thought that no matter how close my relatives were, it was not as close as money, and people died for money, and birds died for food, and I didn't hear of how many people worked hard for their relatives.

This kind of relative doesn't recognize it, but if I recognize my relatives, it seems that I am not a human being. Not only do you not recognize your relatives, but you will also hold grudges. Hmph, wait and see, I'll figure it out!

But just as he was about to escape, a man intercepted him.

Where is a man, he can be called a teenager.

Where can you call a teenager, it's just 3 years old.

The toy that the child fell in love with Liu Rong's toy, the submachine gun, hugged Liu Rong's leg and climbed up. Liu Rong wanted to earn, but he couldn't break free. I want to shake it off, but I can't get rid of it.

I can't cry, my parents follow.

If you have no choice but to let him play, then look for an opportunity to escape.

But as soon as the boy got the submachine gun in his hand, he opened fire.

A bullet that was difficult to distinguish between real and fake jumped into the sky and bit a long-tailed wild sparrow.

The wild sparrow snorted and fell to the ground.

You can't let it fall to the ground like this, you have to help it relieve some mg!

The big wolfdog jumped up, rolled over and let the wild finch lie on its belly, and landed together.

But the wild finch was shot in the head by a bullet and is already dead.

Someone sighed. But no one cried. But the wolfdog burst into tears.

Taking advantage of the wolfdog's nosy, Liu Rong snatched the submachine gun from the child, got on a motorcycle and fled.

Seeing that Liu Rong had fled in the wilderness, Miao Miaoniang sang the song: "Imperialism fled with his tail between his legs......"

Then she hurriedly buried the wild sparrow.

Everyone gave her a thumbs up.

"I secretly scolded you stupid girls, I didn't expect you to be so wise, and I thought of using hydrogen bombs to deter submachine guns. Said the neighbors.

"I said a long time ago, I'm stupid, just your spirit!" Miao Miaoniang said in a low voice.

"You haven't bought a piece of dim sum for your parents for so many years, you go back to your parents' house to borrow a dog, why do people lend it to you?"

"My mother said: It's a gold dog, as long as I have it, I'll lend it to you!"

"What about your father, don't you like it?"

"My dad didn't like it and cried. He slapped himself in the face. He said, "Nier, it's a loss to you!"

In this way, Miao Miao heard about her brother's situation and hurried home. But his father told her slowly, "No one can find him." ”