The woman didn't provide a good place, in a tunzi called Maotun in the western suburbs. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info we drove a Geely car, and the road was called a bump, and even several times I was observing the post-operative incisions on my body.

I was afraid they would stretch, but luckily it didn't happen. Finally we parked our car in front of a farmhouse far away. This tunzi has the meaning of a wide range of land and sparsely populated people, and each farmhouse is not next to each other, and it is quite far away from each other.

I looked back and made sure we weren't in the wrong place. The farmhouse was still dark, and there was no light in it.

I discussed with Beard what to do next. The darkness of the farmhouse made me wary again, and I was afraid that we would encounter any danger when we entered.

But this time, the beard persuaded me, saying that I was not afraid. He also pointed to the car and emphasized, "If we really encounter verbosity, let's escape back into the car, with Lao Tzu's driving skills, there is no problem in rushing to the police station all the way 'safely'." ”

I nodded. In fact, in my heart, I agree with the beard, but it doesn't mean that I agree with his driving skills. I said to myself, if I really need to drag race, I'd better do it.

We got out of the car together. I habitually brought the flashlight in the passenger drawer again.

I didn't rush to turn on the flashlight, but walked around the farmhouse with my beard, and finally we chose a wall and lay on it together.

At this time, the tunli was also quiet, there was no one around at all, and the two of us were not worried about being discovered by outsiders, so we poked our heads together a little and looked inside.

In the courtyard there is a large tiled house, two thatched houses, and a well. The rest of the place was empty.

The beard was quite tricky, and he broke off a few stones from the wall, and skimmed the courtyard from time to time, and one of them hit the window pane of the tiled house, and there was a bang. But just like that, I didn't see anyone in the courtyard.

We both have the same meaning, go inside and take a look. I also said to the beard, "This is going over the wall and going in." "The beard has a disagreement with me, hehe smiled, and said that if there is a door, why do you want to jump over the wall?

It dawned on me that he was a pickpocket before he was imprisoned, and I said that he wanted to show his hand to me.

I considered that there was no danger now, and he took the initiative to show off, so I didn't deliberately stop him.

We went around to the main entrance. The beard touched the back of the waist, but I didn't say that accurately, as if he had touched his hands into the crotch of his pants.

Then he pulled out a hard black card, held it up and asked me, "Do you know what it's made of?" ”

I wanted to touch it, but I gave up on the idea when I suddenly thought of what he had just done. I said in my heart that he didn't have a hidden pocket in the back crotch, and I wondered stupidly, where was this card originally hidden?

Beard didn't answer, thinking I couldn't guess. He smiled proudly again, and said, "Do you remember to shoot CT films?" The card is made of the same material, but it's a little thicker and harder. ”

I nodded. The beard inserted the card through the crack in the door, and I watched carefully, but I didn't see him play any tricks, but there was a click in the courtyard door, and the bolt was opened.

Beard silently pushed the door open, and we walked in one after the other.

The two of us checked the two grass huts first, and there was no one. As for the well, we didn't pay attention to it, otherwise was there something wrong with the redhead? Hiding in a well all day long?

The two of us went straight to the tiled house. This time the beard wants to test me, saying whether to try it or not, how to learn how to pry the door?

Seriously, it's a side story, but I'm interested in it, and it's not too dirty, so I take the card. Following what he had just done, he shoved the card into the crack in the door.

The beard told me that I would gently "walk" around and test the exact position of the deadbolt, and then decide what technique and force to use according to its size and weight, and rub it off.

As I listened, I did so, and my beard encouraged me, saying, "Don't underestimate this craft, I practiced for a year to take steel hammers from charcoal, and as for picking locks, I practiced for three years." This time tonight, it is estimated that nine times out of ten it will be a failure, but don't be discouraged, there will be opportunities in the future, and my brother will often teach you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, I finished speaking, so I pulled out the card, pulled it down, and opened the door.

The beard looked at me stunned, and even showed a hint of surprise. He asked me, "Dude, you can't learn so fast even if you're a god, have you ever been a pickpocket before?" ”

I told him no. He didn't believe it, and he gambled 500 yuan with me. I really wanted to make 500 yuan, so I simply told him the truth.

I pointed to the door and told him, "Dude, there's no lock here!" ”

The bearded ones are about to roll their eyes. I didn't bother with him anymore, and when I got into the house, I wanted to touch the wall next to the door and turn on the light.

But I was afraid that this would be too obvious, so I gave up the idea again.

I took out my flashlight, it was bright, and I had just gotten the light right when there was a rustling sound around me.

Me and Beard both heard it, and it seemed to come from the left-hand side room. We both turned our heads to look at each other, and I shone my flashlight.

But the door to the side room was only a small slit, and the view was blocked, so we couldn't see anything at all.

The beard muttered, "Is it a mouse?" What does it swallow? I wasn't sure, so I said to the beard, "Let's take a look." ”

When he entered the farmhouse, he took off his socks and filled them with a few small stones, so that once he picked up the socks, it was also a very powerful weapon, at least hitting people in the face with all their might, and they could cut people half.

Beard himself took one sock and handed me the other, which meant that I was on guard.

I turned down his kindness, because he was notoriously sweaty. I also signaled that the flashlight I was holding was just as powerful to hit people with it.

Beard held a pair of socks in one hand, and we leaned back into the room.

When I got closer, I smelled a fishy smell. I couldn't help but think about peeing, but it was much more pungent than the smell of urine, and even to identify the direction, it should have floated out of the door.

I couldn't help but frown. We stood behind the doorway, our beards ready to attack at any moment, and winked at me. I slammed the door open.

When I looked at the scene, I believed that the beard was the same as me, and he looked so stunned that his pupils shrank sharply even if he couldn't get it.

There was no bed in the house, and there was no kang that could only be found in the countryside, but a hay mat was spread on the ground. There's a woman on it. She was stripped naked, pouting her ass at us, and was tearing the hay off the mat with her head down.

She is very fat, I guess I have to say that three or four of them are as heavy as me, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she has a fight with a white pig. The flesh on her body was all sucking, don't look at it pouting, but her belly was hanging to the ground.

As soon as we opened the door, it also caught her attention. She turned her head slowly and stared at the two of us.

Her facial features were so badly deformed that her eyes were almost slit, and she didn't have a few hairs left, all of which were red.

I had a thought, and I thought to myself, is this the redhead?

I don't believe she used to be like this, otherwise she would have gone to KTV like this, can she walk around without talking, wouldn't it scare the prostitute?

The beard took half a step back and scolded, "This Nima is a goblin, right?" ”

The red-haired woman didn't answer anything directly, but made a strange noise, as if she was laughing. She grinned, and the inside was still dripping out.

My whole heart was pounding, I suspected that it was a pathology, and when I looked closely, I found that her body was oily, and it was reflected by a flashlight.

I asked the beard to lean over and see, what the hell is on this?

After such a moment of buffering, the beard has calmed down a lot. He answered and leaned forward.

He was so good, if he wanted me to say, he would take a look, or rub it with his socks, but he actually got it straight to it, and he came to the fat girl's ass for a while.

When Beard took his hand back, he curled up his palm. I noticed that the fat girl's secretion was very sticky, and the fingers of the beard's hand were sticky.

The beard was more or less frightened again, scolded the dog, and hurriedly rubbed it on his clothes.

I swept the whole room with a flashlight, and my brain was spinning all the time. I connected the fat girl with the fugitive and the golden beetle.

I remember Yang Qianqian and they said that this bug is parasitic, I doubt that there are a lot of gold beetles in the body of the red-haired woman, and it is precisely because of the toxin of this bug that she has become so obese, and even began to eat grass like cattle and sheep?

I don't want to stay any longer, let alone dig up news. I reminded me, turned around, and ran out together.

The fat girl didn't want us to go, but she was too slow to get up, let alone catch up with us.

When we came to the gate of the courtyard, I deliberately glanced back. There is no shadow of the fat girl, which makes me more or less at ease.

As he opened the door, he said to me, "His grandmother's, when I get back, I'll have to drink some wine to suppress my freak." ”

But then he snorted again, for no matter how much he pulled the door, it didn't move. I also tried it, and it gave me the feeling that the door was locked from the outside.

Beard and I were both surprised, and Beard asked, "What's going on?" ”

Before I could answer, a black shadow jumped up to the wall, and he was still squatting on it, staring at the two of us, snorting, and saying in jerky Mandarin, "It's so easy to go to my territory?" ”

My first reaction was that it was broken. I tried to shine a flashlight on him, but as soon as I lifted the flashlight, my hand hurt, as if I had been hit by something.

My flashlight fell off my hand and fell to the ground.

The black shadow didn't stay on the wall anymore, and jumped down lightly. Step by step, he leaned over to the two of us.

I looked at his figure, especially as he was wearing a hood. I knew who he was, and I complained again and again, and said in my heart, why did I meet such a murderer in such a place?