Chapter 47 Alternative Car Repair

With a bang, I hit Li Yang's calf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoActually, at this moment, I was rushing to make him lame.

But Li Yang really didn't know what to eat and grew up, and his body was quite strong and willful. After he was hit so hard, his calves only went limp, and he knelt down in a deep cry.

The beard was quite sharp, and after Li Yang knelt down, he leaned in front of Li Yang again, smiled and shouted, "Big nephew, no courtesy." ā€

Li Yang's painful facial features were about to twist together, but after he heard Hu Zi's words, he could still bear the pain and stare at Hu Zi angrily.

Li Yang wanted to resist, I couldn't give him a chance, so I stretched out my hands again and grabbed Li Yang's two arms.

Hu Zi cooperated with me, and at this time raised his fist, wanting to smash Li Yang's neck.

This smash, if it was really done, Li Yang would be dizzy, but Li Yang suddenly shrank his neck, and finally the circle of his beard smashed on Li Yang's chin.

The beard snorted in pain, and Li Yang also snorted in pain.

The beard couldn't help but clutch his fists and jumped on the spot. When I saw that the beard was like this, I thought to myself, why did he look so delicate? Especially since he was the master of beating people, and he even cried out in pain?

I ignored my beard, turned over again, and stepped on Li Yang.

Taken by the weight of my whole body, Li Yang had to lie on the ground. I wanted to hit Li Yang's nose to death, it was best to break his nose bones, which can be regarded as avenging so many dead innocent female anchors, especially Sasha.

But I still have a trace of reason in my heart, and I said in my heart that how to punish Li Yang in the end, let the police decide.

I temporarily changed my thinking, pointed at Li Yang's cheek, opened my bow left and right, and fanned my mouth vigorously.

With the sound of crackling, Li Yang screamed, but he didn't give up and kept trying to resist. It's just that he's down, I'm up, I have an absolute advantage, and it's no wonder that he has a chance to resist.

I didn't mean to stop, I wanted to keep fanning like this, and I would talk about it when I was tired of fanning, who knew that the beard would have to come to join in the fun.

He shouted, "Let me come." He came up to me again and pushed me hard.

I was swept away by this force, tilted on one side, and rolled onto the snow.

I don't even know what to say, and when I turn my head to take a look, okay! Deadbeard actually took my place, he took out a very hilarious posture, rode Li Yang, and opened the bow left and right, while stinking girls and stinky girls scolded.

Li Yang was miserable, and in the end he had to give up resisting, so he could only protect his head with his hands, and retorted in his mouth, "Lao Tzu is not a girl." ā€

I had nothing to do for a while, so I had to sit on the snow and watch my beard beat people.

About half a minute later, Li Yang was dizzy. And his beard was sweaty, and after he stood up from Li Yang, he still muttered to me, "It's so fucking cool, I'm angry." ā€

I just smiled bitterly, and then I tore a few strips of cloth from Li Yang's pants and tied Li Yang's hands and feet.

Hu Zi shouted a few words into the distance again, which means, to remind Xiaowei that this side is safe.

Vigilly and the mouse are together, and the mouse is asleep all the time. I wanted to go back and carry the mouse on my back. But I didn't expect Xiaowei, who has always been weak, to be ruthless this time.

Soon she was carrying the figure of the mouse on her back and appeared in my line of sight.

I was afraid that she would be tired, so I ran over to help her, and the beard took advantage of the time to pick up Li Yang and stuff the kid into the back compartment of the van.

I didn't talk much to Xiaowei, and with Xiaowei, I took the mouse into the van.

I don't know how long the car has broken down, and now it's cold inside, and it's not even much warmer than outside.

Beard sat in the driver's seat and tried to light the car. But after two firefights, the beard gave up and looked at us with a dark face.

I knew something was wrong when I heard the fire, and it was clear that there was something wrong with the car.

I didn't know much about car repair, so I had to ask Beard, "How's it going?"

The beard didn't answer, he pondered for a while, and then touched under the steering wheel again. He finally pulled out a few wires, this time instead of using the car keys, and tried to light the fire with the wires.

During his main test, Li Yang coughed and showed signs of waking up.

I picked the dagger out of the snow before I got in the car. At this time, Xiaowei and Mouse were sitting in the last seat of the car, Li Yang was in the seat before them, and Hu Zi and I were sitting in the front and passenger seats.

I handed the dagger to Xiaowei, asked her to take the dagger, sat next to Li Yang, and stared at Li Yang's rabbit cub closely.

Xiaowei was a little hesitant, but did as I said. And I have to admit that the thinking of a woman like Xiaowei is different from that of a man.

Xiaowei held the dagger and used it against Li Yang's crotch.

Li Yang soon opened his eyes, and when he realized that he had been captured, he also stopped his original act of resistance. He looked at everyone, and finally stared at the beard and smiled and said, "This car is broken, and without this car, none of you can get out of here, because it's too cold, you will freeze to death on the road, hehe, great, Lao Tzu has your back, and then we will go on the road together, it's worth it." ā€

Xiaowei was still afraid of Li Yang in her heart, but when she heard Li Yang's words, she couldn't help but snort at Li Yang's face.

A mouthful of spittle, spraying Li Yang's face all over his face.

Li Yang's face tensed, and Xiaowei twisted her body a little unaccustomedly, but at the same time, she also put a dagger on her head.

Li Yang's face changed, and he lowered his head again.

During this time, the beard was not less busy, and after trying again, he gave up, threw the wires back, and leaned against the car seat, and scolded, "Damn it, I'm in trouble." ā€

I savored the words of the beard, especially when he mentioned the word "trouble", which made me vaguely feel that this car was not so evil as it was broken.

I asked Beard, "Is there anything else you can do?"

The beard replied, then pointed to the dial and the front cover of the car and said, "It's too cold here, and the oil and engine of this car are not adapted to this temperature, so we have to find a way to make them 'warm and warm'." ā€

After the others heard this, Li Yang's expression was the richest, he took out an incredible posture, looked at his beard, and stared at the van again.

I didn't care what Li Yang thought, I just responded to what Hu Zi had just said, and continued to ask, "What are we going to do?"

Beard beckoned me to get out of the car, and he opened the trunk before getting out of the car.

We went to the trunk and flipped our beards up against the trunk, trying to find some tools.

I can't help much, but there are a lot of treasures in the trunk, especially some thick clothes, and bags of food.

I unceremoniously took them all out and handed them to Xiaowei. In addition, my beard and I also tore a piece of chicken feet, no matter whether it tasted good or not, one person bit a chicken paw and ate it.

Beard finally found a rubber tube and a mineral water bottle, but the water bottle was full of yellow ice cubes.

The beard was originally curious, and muttered, "What the hell is this drink, why is the color so special?"

I didn't answer, but Beard unscrewed the cap again and sniffed closer. His face changed, he looked disgusted, and scolded, "Pee?"

Beard and I looked into the car. I don't understand, Li Yang, a pervert, why he still keeps his urine, especially looking at the trunk, the water he has prepared is very sufficient, and he won't store urine in case of emergency, right?

But we weren't interested in the answer to this question, so we didn't ask much. The beard also cut the mouth of the bottle open, and threw out all the yellow ice lumps inside.

He took me to the van's fuel tank again. He slipped the rubber hose down the filler, inserting one end into the oil and the other end aiming at the empty bottle.

I guess Beard wants to smoke some gas. In this way, one of us had to hold the empty bottle of urine, and the other had to use our mouths to suck a few puffs into the rubber tube to let the gasoline flow out.

I thought the empty bottle was dirty, so I suggested to Beard that he keep lifting the bottle while I went to suction the rubber tube.

The beard looked unhappy, waved his hand and said, "You can't suck, you know no, this is also a science." ā€

Then he gave an example, which meant that after a while, he only had to take two sharp puffs, and then the pressure at both ends of the rubber tube changed, and the gasoline could flow out on its own. And if you don't have experience and can smoke too much, you are likely to suck gasoline into your mouth.

When I saw that he was talking so much, I asked curiously, "Didn't you use to be a pickpocket, why do you know so much about this?"

The beard swooped and replied, "Do you think the pickpockets are so good? When I stole cars, some cars were difficult to steal and difficult to get rid of, but since we have already made up our minds about this car, we can't go home empty-handed, ......right?" You know. ā€

I was a little stunned, and then asked, "I said brother, you are also ruthless, in the end, you can't steal the car, so you steal the gasoline in the tank?"

Beard smiled. And being so messed up by him made me compromise.

I held the "urinal" and crouched to the side, my beard holding this end of the rubber tube in my mouth.

He was still pretending to be with me, and he took two sharp puffs in a very showy posture.

But he must have stopped doing this business for a long time, and his skills were a little rusty, and suddenly, his beard and face were tight, and he hurriedly put the end of the rubber tube in the "urinal".

The gurgling gasoline flowed straight into it. The beard turned his head again and poofed.

He spewed out a big mouthful of gasoline. I couldn't help but laugh, but my beard coughed desperately.

I think of a saying, if you don't die, you won't die. And at this time, don't think about smoking anymore, otherwise as soon as the lighter is turned on, won't he be like a gourd baby, breathing fire from his mouth?

I was patient, and when I had filled the empty bottle with gas, the beard shouted that it was enough. He also pulled the rubber tube out.

Then I was left with nothing to do, and I went back to the van.

Hu Zi found a stick and pulled off Li Yang's pants again. In fact, Li Yang's pants have been torn by me once, and now these pants have no trouser legs, so it's okay to call them big pants.

The beard wrapped it around a stick and poured gasoline on it to make a simple torch.

Then the beard opened the front lid of the car, held the torch, and roasted it at close range to the large pile of machines inside...... (To be continued.) )