"No, thin man, what are you angry at me?" The fat man can be said to be a monk who is the second in Zhang's head, and wondered, "I deliberately took it easy this time." ”

"Look for yourself how many catties you have in your heart!" The thin soldier pushed back and punched and kicked the fat man, "Aren't you resistant?

The thin man didn't hurt when he hit, but this raindrop-like fist came up, and the fat man couldn't parry it for a while.

As he ran out the door, he shouted, "Skinny, aren't you crazy?"

Seeing that the fat man had run away, the thin soldier glanced at Yu Mu, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hurriedly chased him out.

"Fatty, don't go, Lao Tzu will definitely abolish you today!"

"You took the wrong medicine, I don't know the same way as you, the fat man, it's really bad luck!"

The fat man's figure will be able to squeeze out of the alleys of this slum.

However, the crowding process is still quite strenuous.

Seeing that the thin soldier had already caught up, the fat man who was stuck in the alley shouted: "I don't care about you, fat man, don't be too hard! If you provoke me, I will really slap you to death!"

The thin man walked into the alley, and when he saw that he was about to get started, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Wang An's hemp pole, you dare to touch me again!"

"Okay, enough scolding?" the thin man looked at the fat man like an idiot, pushed the fat around his waist, and urged, "Hurry up, don't get in the way here." ”

The fat man saw that the tone of the thin soldier's words was different from just now, and hurriedly asked, "Are you sick?"

"What? You're sick!" the thin man glared at the fat man, glanced behind him, and when he saw that no one was following, he said impatiently, "Can't you just keep your belly?"

"Don't hit me here, I'm in a hurry, have you forgotten?"

The fat man took a big breath and slowly spit it out, his stomach tightened a little, and only then did he leave a gap between him and the wall.

The fat man coughed dryly: "Take it back." ”

"Take it back, still not leaving?" the thin soldier urged.

When the fat man heard this, he let out an "oh" and squeezed forward to the thin soldier.

The thin soldier put his foot on his waist and scolded, "Where are you squeezing, my ancestor!"

"Have you kicked your ancestors like this?" the fat man didn't come out angrily, and replied, "If you don't go back to get the silver coin, you can have a supper at night!"

"Supper, what else can you have left in your mind besides eating?" the thin soldier kicked hard and urged, "Let's go out first, and then we'll do it later!"

"Are you really leaving?" the fat man asked, still a little reluctant to give up the silver coins, and lowered his eyebrows.

"If you don't leave, I'm really kicking ......"

"Let's go, I can't go. ”

This alley, if there is no shadow benefit", the fat man will never enter it.

If you want to catch a thief, the skinny soldier has no problem on his own.

It's just that the fat man doesn't worry about this slippery head, if he swallows the money privately, wouldn't it be a big loss to keep such two sons for himself.

Rao is like this, the fat man has been following the thin soldiers, even if this kind of place will drill a drill.

Out of the alley, there were not many people on the street.

The fat man thought that he didn't get a penny, so he was beaten and rubbed a wall of ash.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I sat down on the stall next to me and asked, "Thin man, you, brother, how do I treat you on weekdays?"

If you want to get up, the fat man really doesn't contribute a lot on weekdays, especially physical work, and he always does it.

The thin soldier squatted on the stall on the other side, frowned and replied, "If you treat me like your third grandson on weekdays, I won't be too lazy to save you today." ”

"Save me?" The fat man thought to himself, how could there be such a show, he snorted and asked, "What kind of style are you smoking, I'm going to gamble to grab it...... No, when you come to withdraw stolen money, why is your life still in danger?"

"Or, with your brain, you don't know how to die. The thin soldier smiled helplessly.

The fat man was not less stupid by the thin soldiers on weekdays, but this time, he didn't feel that he was speechless, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't think about framing me, I have eaten Fuxing grass during this time, and my brain is no worse than you now!"

"An old man walking a dog on the street casually said to the donkey, 'Fuxing grass eats smart', you can believe it, I really convinced you!"

When the thin soldier saw the fat man stealing fun there, he thought there was something beautiful, and he co-authored to learn from a donkey to eat Fuxing grass.

"Donkey! You frame me again, how can the old king's head be a donkey, even though he has two treasures!" the fat man rebuked with a flushed face.

"Erbao is his donkey!" shouted the thin soldier, who really felt that he could not communicate with the fat man.

"How can Erbao be the name of a donkey, and does he have a donkey in his house?" the more the fat man thought about it, the more wrong it became.

"Then let me ask you, how many people are in the old king's family?" asked the thin soldier, suppressing his anger.

"Two mouthfuls......" the fat man muttered.

"There are two people in his family, just him and his granddaughter, right? He is such a granddaughter, do you think his granddaughter may be called Erbao?"

"What's impossible about that?" the fat man asked rhetorically, "What's the name, it's not arbitrary, could it be that Xiao Shiyi Lang is the eleventh in the ranking?"

"Don't talk to me about what you have and don't. The thin soldier gritted his back molars and continued, "Then you, what are you doing?"

"Lao Wang's tofu workshop, grinding tofu. ”

"Then tell me, can a donkey grind tofu?" asked the thin soldier word by word.

"If that's the case...... Then his family may indeed have it, so how can we be sure that Erbao refers to a donkey?"

The thin soldier had green tendons on his hands and asked loudly: "Which one do you think the old king, his granddaughter and the donkey can use grass for food!"

Seeing that the fat man was still thinking there, the thin soldier was so angry that he hurriedly picked up a brick.

"I, you have something to say, why do you want to shoot me to death?" The fat man saw the thin soldier like this, and hurriedly stepped back.

"I ...... I'll shoot myself to death!" The thin man threw the bricks on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Let's not talk about those things, I'll tell you right now, how did I save you now, okay?"

The fat man saw that he could reveal the matter of eating Fuxing grass, and hurriedly responded: "You, I'll listen." ”

"You saw that guy named Twilight Rain, isn't he a bounty hunter?" the thin soldier slowly explained to the fat man.

The fat man naturally saw and heard it, nodded his head, and responded: "Yes, what's wrong with the bounty hunter?

"I'm fat, do you really dare, as soon as we resign, we will also be a third-level bounty hunter? As soon as we resign, there is a 20% chance that we will barely enter the bounty club, and Bacheng will be permanently unemployed, so I can only go to North Street with those bastards to catch balloon monsters!"