Chapter 64: The Dance is a Good Brick

Before going up the mountain, Jiujiu and the other three had already discussed countermeasures, and He Qingsheng went to save people, Jiujiu and Lin Dashao came forward to delay time, and after saving people, they met at the bottom of the mountain.

However, because He Da Traffic Police was not familiar with the venue, he was finally temporarily replaced by Lin Dashao to save people, and he and Jiujiu went to delay time.

Originally, everything went according to the original plan, but Lin Dashao couldn't bear the embarrassment of being alone with Wang Yanyan and her character of being afraid of the world not being chaotic, which finally evolved into the current scene.

"Silly ×!" Rao is calm as Jiujiu couldn't help but burst into foul language, a drag oil bottle was enough for her to be busy, and now there are two scum with negative combat effectiveness, the most important thing is that the other party seems to be waiting for Lin Dashao, Jiu Ye suddenly felt so tired!

Sure enough, he was not afraid of god-like opponents, but he was afraid of pig-like teammates, and Jiujiu, who had a group of pig teammates, was also drunk, glanced around, and took the initiative to rush up with bricks in line with a quick attitude.

Jiujiu's movements were very fast, and a series of beautiful hands fell and fell, and the poor two Yuan Infant masters were smashed unconscious with a stomach of grievances before they could come back to their senses.

The whole world was still, and all eyes looked at the little boy with a brick in his hand, a childish face, and a strange dress.

One brick at a time, it's easier than shooting cucumbers, four people can be done in minutes, and the most ironic thing is that the four goods who were stunned didn't even have a chance to resist, they were really quick and accurate, simple, rough and direct.

"Damn, what are you doing with me?"

Just when everyone was impressed by the nine wines that danced with good bricks, Lin Dashao's angry curse suddenly came from the crowd.

Jiujiu raised his head, looked at Lin Dashao, who was tied up by five flowers, with a headache, and finally shifted his gaze to He Zufeng, who was not far away, "What do you want?" ”

"Huh!" He Zufeng sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Dashao, who had been gagged, and said with a calm gaze, "Your life, his life, you can only choose one!" ”

Hearing his words, Jiujiu thought about it very seriously, looked up at Lin Dashao, who was blocked not far away, rolled his eyes, pouted and snorted coldly with an unhappy face, "Don't compare the master with a pig!" ”

"Huh!"

He Zufeng's eyes swept through a touch of Chiguoguo's disdain, and he waved his hand to his subordinates, and in the next second, the entire cliff of the past reverberated with Lin Dashao's roar: "Jiujiu, I'll your second uncle, why don't you save you when you die, and fall into the well......"

Jiujiu didn't react to her scolding, but some people were unhappy, the idol was humiliated, He Qingsheng, who was a senior nine fan, quit, and looked at Lin Dashao, who was tied up like a zongzi, and snorted coldly, "You deserve it!" ”

"The surname is He, why don't you say it again!" He Qingsheng's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear it, Lin Dashao completely went berserk, and immediately turned the gun on him, "Do you believe that labor and management are looking for someone to hack you to death?" ”

"You go on, the master is sleepy!" Seeing that the two of them were about to do it on the spot, Jiujiu yawned a little tiredly, dropped a word and turned around to leave.

Seeing Jiujiu turn around and leave, Lin Dashao was not calm for a moment, and roared at the top of his throat, "Damn, dead Taoist, you really want to see death and not save it!" It's a pity that Jiujiu didn't even look at him, and completely ignored his existence.

Seeing that Jiujiu had gone away, He Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lin Dashao with some unease, and then thought of her arrogance, and snorted coldly and pulled his sister away, but no matter how he pulled, Wang Yanyan behind him was unwilling to leave Lin Dashao.

"Brother!"

Seeing that his sister-in-law was about to cry, He Qingsheng had to stop, sighed lightly and turned to look at He Zufeng, "What do you want?" ”

"It's easy!" He Zufeng smiled, as if he had been waiting for his words, stretched out his slender finger and pointed at Jiujiu's distant back, and his eyes flashed with a haze, "I want her to gamble with me!" ”

"Bet on what?" Just in the blink of an eye, Jiujiu appeared in front of him, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of He Qingsheng's brothers and sisters, glancing at Lin Dashao, who was dejected, and speaking with a calm face.

Looking at Jiujiu who had gone and returned, Lin Dashao's eyes lit up, and the dead duck scolded stiffly, "What are you doing when you come back, do you watch labor-management jokes, sue you, labor and management are dignified ......"

"Shut up!" glared at her fiercely, Jiujiu rolled his eyes, ignored the grievances in her eyes, and snorted coldly, "Your life was saved by the master, and you were played to death like this, isn't the master very faceless!" ”

After a pause, Jiujiu glanced back at He Zufeng, and sneered, "Compared to you, the young master has long seen that the goods are not pleasing to the eye." ”

"Huh!" Hearing the words of the two of them, the smile on the corner of He Zufeng's mouth slowly extended, but in the depths of his eyes was a gloomy owl, he threw the handkerchief in his hand on the ground, and smiled coldly, "It's very simple, racing!" ”

"What's the race?" Jiujiu glanced at him calmly, not feeling a trace of conspiracy at all.

Seeing that she agreed, He Zufeng's eyes crossed a touch of bloodthirsty killing, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to a rank-ranked sports car not far away, "You can choose any car here, take this place as the definition and go around in a circle, whoever arrives first will win!" ”

"Can you choose any car here, any one?"

Jiujiu opened his mouth a little uncertainly, and before he could speak, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the car he fancied, and said unceremoniously: "Master has decided, it's it!" ”

"This ......" Looking at the direction of her finger, He Zufeng's face showed a rare embarrassment, because Jiujiu was not referring to someone else, it was the inconspicuous gray Volkswagen behind Qu Ruo, and it was also the only car he couldn't call the shots here.

Different from everyone's sympathy, the most surprised was Qu Ruo, looking at Jiujiu's gaze unconsciously plated with a layer of scrutiny, he didn't believe that it was just a coincidence, that could only mean that this little guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Thinking of this, Qu Ruo intuitively felt that some people present were going to be unlucky, but he didn't mind watching the excitement, he pulled the hat on his head, the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more open, and he was interrupted by a roar just as he wanted to speak.

", dead Taoist, if you want to harm me, you don't have to be so obvious, is the one you chose called a car, even my Laozi's broken car is better than it......"

Ignoring Lin Dashao's scolding, Jiujiu, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his eyebrows and looked at He Zufeng, who had an embarrassed expression, with a disdainful expression, "You shouldn't be bragging, right?" ”

"You ......"

He Zufeng was almost choked to death by her words, took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed the urge to kill, and snorted coldly, "That's Mr. Qu's car, I really can't be the master, if you want to borrow it, ask Mr. Qu to borrow it!" ”

is worthy of being a little expert in mending knives, Jiujiu snorted coldly with a disdainful face, "If you can't borrow it, say it early, the cowhide has been blown for a long time, wasting the master's feelings!" (To be continued.) )