Chapter 3: Fighting the Stuffy Stick (2)
I want to punch this thief in the temple, although I may not be able to hit it in the dark now, but as long as I touch the side, this thief will definitely weaken. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info I'll be free to capture him as much as I want when the time comes.
I played this abacus well, but I didn't expect the thief to strike first, he raised his right leg and kicked me.
He is by no means kicking, not only is he fast, but he is also very targeted. First my thighs, then my lower abdomen, chest, and finally my shoulders and neck, anyway, looking at the trend, it is getting higher and higher.
I was forced to scramble for a while, and I avoided the first few kicks, but the kick in my chest made me unlucky, and I was hit squarely.
I'm afraid that if I get hit in the neck again, the whole person will be useless. I had to take a few steps back and put some distance between me and him.
The thief was still very flamboyant, raised his right leg straight high, posed, and sneered at me again and again, "Boy, just because you still want to fight with me, it's far away!"
In normal times, if someone talks to me so much, maybe I will be too lazy to think about anything, and I will laugh at it, even if I get it. But not now, especially when the thief is still in my house.
I stiffened my face, knowing that I had encountered hard stubble, I didn't mess up in my heart, and I thought about it with a suppressed temperament.
I'm going to use the tricks that my old husband taught me. But the environment is too dark, so I don't have to spit, otherwise it is easy to vomit.
I wanted to punch him in the crotch of the idea.
I waited for a while, and when I felt the time was right, I gave a sip and rushed over.
I pretended to hit him in the temple, and when he tried to kick his leg to defend, I deliberately dodged and dodged and went around to him.
I stretched out my two hands, clawed them, and scratched at his crotch.
The thief saw my intentions, and with a whoop, stepped back. I chased after me step by step, and I definitely became a realistic version of Mei Chaofeng.
This thief is really good, my series of grabbing, he avoided it, he took advantage of the time to shout, "You rascal!"
I wasn't in the mood to refute him, but I said in my heart that hooligans are for the opposite sex, and we are both big men, so why talk about hooligans.
I quickened my movements, and I chased after the thief until I reached the corner. He leaned against the wall, and there was really no way to retreat.
I believe that with a little more time, I will definitely be able to do it. Who knew that all of a sudden, there was a thud behind me, and there was a sharp pain in my entire left shoulder blade and the back of my neck.
I was in a daze, and even my eyes were dark, and I couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
There was a hoarse voice behind me, and he said, "Lao Ba, you are really old, how can you be bullied by a descendant to this virtue." ”
This thief, that is, Lao Ba, scolded angrily, saying that who knew that this kid had such strange tricks.
At this time, another thought also came to my heart, saying that not only did the family enter the thief, but also two of his mother.
I didn't want to faint, so I took a deep breath and tried to get through, but the thief behind me snorted and said, "How can this kid be so resistant?"
He gave me another hard hit.
I had another sharp pain in the back of my neck, and then we both rolled our eyes.
I wasn't dizzy, especially in my head, as if a little guy was punching me in the head, and he was teaching me some tricks. But soon I became confused and realized that someone seemed to be feeding me water.
I can't remember what this water tasted like, but after drinking it, I was completely unconscious.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that I was in a long, narrow room, with many windows, one next to the other, and no furniture.
I thought to myself, where is this? After a little bit of a pause, I suddenly had an idea, my heart said, this can't be some kind of underground laboratory, right? I was captured by those thieves, and they got me here to steal a kidney or something?
I was sweating profusely, and I was immediately fully awake. I sat up and looked around.
The beard was not far away, and he was lying on a small bed, but he was not bandaged, and there was no sign of surgery, but he was unconscious.
I looked at myself and saw nothing out of the ordinary. At this moment, a tall woman stood up from a row of seats in the distance and walked towards me.
She smiled kindly and asked me, "Officer, are you awake?"
I glared at her, and I wasn't sure I knew her. I didn't rush to say anything, but looked into a nearby window.
The window was empty, with occasional white clouds and very close to us.
I chuckled in my heart, and said Lao Tzu, is this on the plane?
But I've been on an airplane before, and it's all lined up with rows of seats, and here in front of me, there are very few seats, and there are even two small beds.
I was a little confused, but I also had a guess and asked the woman, "Is this a special plane?"
The woman nodded, smiled again, and said, "We're on our way to Tibet." ”
I kind of understood, what kind of thief was in my heart, it was clearly the police, who took me and my beard away and forced us to go to Tibet. And if you think about it more seriously, when I called Yang Qianqian before, she told me to open the window when I went to bed at night.
My residence and that of Hu Zi is on the eleventh floor, and it is impossible for those two thieves to climb up on such a high floor, but Yang Qianqian's words must also have an extraneous meaning, and even hinted to me that someone would come in at night.
I wanted to laugh angrily for a while, thinking that the police were so interesting, since they wanted me and Hu Zi to come to Tibet, why didn't they say it, they had to make such a show?
I stared at this woman, I guess this is a flight attendant with a special identity. I tried to tell her something, but I couldn't say anything.
I staggered out of bed, leaned over to my beard, and pinched him hard.
He was so unconscious that it was not easy to pinch people, and I hit him a few times on sensitive areas, such as the base of his thighs or armpits.
There was a twitching expression on his face at first, and then he slowly woke up and opened his eyes.
I talked about what happened to our two brothers and sisters, and talked to Beard. The beard was still listening in a daze, and finally at the moment I finished speaking. He sat up with a swoop and muttered, "What?"
The stewardess tried to comfort the beard. His beard was tight, and he told me that his face was so tight that he didn't even have a wrinkle.
He yelled at the flight attendant, that means, my brothers are also people, and now they are special police, how can the organization do this to the two of us, no, Lao Tzu is now all over his body, especially the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular pain, and his heart is uncomfortable, it is estimated that he has been seriously traumatized, so the police must give us two losses fee, one million per person.
I know that his beard is muddy, and he really can't speak, what is blood vessel pain. It's the first time I've heard of such a painful method.
I didn't rush to say anything, and the stewardess patiently comforted her, but seeing that the beard didn't listen to her at all, she also lost her temper, turned around and walked to a chair, sat down, and ignored the two of us.
The beard didn't care about that, and even continued to scold.
And I think it's almost there. I also whispered to persuade the beard, that means, this flight attendant is also a part-time worker for the organization, you want to ask her for money, can she have it?
Hu Zi and I didn't hide our hearts, and immediately answered in a suppressed voice, "Lao Tzu can't swallow this breath, we have been abused like this, what should we order?"
Before I was taken to the plane, I just went to the bar and drank some wine, but we didn't eat anything at all, and now I'm a little hungry.
I said in my heart that we should not ask for any loss fees, hurry up and eat something and cushion our stomachs.
I fed her flight attendant and said, "It's all my own, my brothers are hungry, you can get some food." ”
The flight attendant was not so petty, so she stood up again, walked up to us, and asked us what we wanted to eat?
The beard turned white and the stewardess glanced at her a few times, and then snapped her fingers and said, "Let's wrap meat in a pot, and then have a beef stew with persimmons, and it should be served in an iron pot, and I will order an alcohol cube or something, by the way, what meat dishes, also come over a few things." ”
The flight attendant and I were stunned. The stewardess's face was not very good-looking again, and she reminded the beard, "Officer, this is on the plane, and the dishes you ordered can't be cooked." ”
Hu Zi complained again, saying that we are going to Tibet, what kind of place is that, pure plateau area, if you don't get it right, you will have to eat potatoes every day, what's the matter, the police don't pay for the loss, forget it, can't you even provide good food and good food?
I actually know that this flight attendant is really difficult. I interjected again, telling her to stop listening to her beard and just prepare something to eat.
The flight attendant treated me well and smiled sweetly. And when she turned to leave, the beard grinned at me and said, "You kid, when did you talk so well?"
The stewardess also prepared very quickly, and it didn't take long for the two of us to bring me six kinds of food. I guess there is also a meaning in this to wish us both a smooth journey.
My beard and I each picked it up and ate it. The stewardess was standing next to us and was waiting for us, but when we were almost done, she didn't know where to get two sets of clothes.
Both outfits were neatly folded. After she handed it over, she emphasized that it was specially given to the two of us from above.
I looked at these two sets of clothes, and the first feeling was that they were made of unusual materials, and I also touched them, and that kind of feel had never been done before.
I asked the flight attendant, "What do you mean about this dress?"
She replied that she didn't know much, but one thing was for sure, after wearing this garment, she was not afraid of ordinary stabs, and even after being hit by a blunt object, it could weaken the attack power of a blunt object.
The beard smacked a few times, put on the clothes first, stood up straight, and said to the stewardess, "I don't believe that this dress is so magical." ”
The stewardess didn't answer, but I winked at the beard, what does that mean, are you stupid? Say this kind of thing, do you want this stewardess to find a dagger and stab you with a poof, poof, poof,
I don't know if the beard understands the meaning of my eyes, but he doesn't continue to find fault.
Less than half an hour later, the plane began to land. The flight attendant told us that she was only responsible for taking care of us on the way, and that after we got off the plane, a Tibetan SWAT would pick us up.
The flight attendant also said the name of the special policeman, called Davara, which translates in Chinese to mean moon fairy.
Based on this translation alone, I and Beard both guessed that this was a female SWAT.
The beard has always been a pervert, especially when he knew that the name of this female special police officer was so beautiful, he couldn't help but laugh. (To be continued.) )