Chapter 628: I won't do anything to the old man

Zhao Zilong took a closer look and found that it was the young woman who had just come to relieve him.

Zhao Zilong's face was dark, and now, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't wash it away.

He simply didn't speak, waiting for the young woman to speak.

The young woman didn't say much, but said to him, "You great whore, why don't you come here to see the woman?" ā€

"No, it's not," Zhao Zilong found that he really had nothing to say in the face of such a woman, "I'm just passing by here." ā€

"Passing by?" The young woman raised her eyebrows.

The crutch gun in her hand was the kind commonly used by the black gunners in the village. Of course it wasn't ordnance, and it couldn't have been a hunter's use. It's simple, but it's extremely practical.

The young woman said coldly: "Such a cemetery, eerie, you passed by here, where are you going?" Hands up, come with me! ā€

Of course, he couldn't tell the other party the truth, and Zhao Zilong wouldn't raise his hand, just walked in front of the woman.

At this time, many people came out of those tents one after another, most of them were old and weak women and children.

Another young woman, dressed up a little brighter. At first glance, it was a refugee who had just joined here, and when she saw Zhao Zilong's eyebrows and eyes, she was magnificent, but her phoenix eyes widened, and she chuckled: "I said sisters, this strong man, at first glance, he is not a bad person." ā€

The other people next to him immediately retorted: "You are from Shanghai, and other people's eyes are also eyes, and they haven't gotten into the crotch of your pants!" ā€

When the Shanghai woman heard this, her pretty face immediately turned crimson, and she quickly shook her head in defense: "Allah just said it casually, don't count, don't count." With that, she glanced at Zhao Zilong and retreated into the crowd.

Zhao Zilong could see clearly that although her body was shabby, she was still dressed in cheongsam and leather shoes.

Another old woman also grabbed the white and said: "I said a woman from Shanghai, are you a man who hasn't seen a man's crotch for a few days, and you are so empty that you panic?" Come on, here's—"

As the old woman spoke, she pointed to a stupid-looking young man next to her. Zhao Zilong turned his head, and a young man of five years and three thick was looking at the Shanghai woman with a profane smile.

A crack suddenly opened in the crowd, and the Shanghai woman was pushed out. As soon as the young man saw the door, he immediately rushed forward.

Within a few clicks, the Shanghai woman's cheongsam was torn apart. Fortunately, it's early spring, and there is still a red middle coat inside. Otherwise, everyone will look good.

Behind Zhao Zilong, a majestic scolding sounded: "Little nobleman, you have to be self-respecting!" You know, the one you touched was something before! ā€

The young man and the little noble man stopped his hand and looked behind Zhao Zilong with a wicked smile: "Sister-".

Zhao Zilong had to turn his head to let the sister and brother look at each other.

The Shanghainese woman immediately fled. Her tent, or more appropriately a shack, was right in front of Zhao Zilong. She slipped into it and never came out again.

Zhao Zilong also took the opportunity to stand aside, and strangely, the young woman who was watching Zhao Zilong lowered the gun in her hand and relaxed her vigilance.

Suddenly, a loud whistle sounded outside the cemetery. The crowd, which had been scattered like a plate of loose sand, suddenly became serious.

"The boss is back, the boss is back," the old woman called first, "why don't you go and greet you?" ā€

The women and the children, and the young man, rushed out in a swarm.

Zhao Zilong wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but the old woman raised a cane and pointed over.

"Move, if you move again, I'll kill you!" The old woman's weapon was not terrible, but her tone was terrifying.

Zhao Zilong turned his head and saw that the cane was facing him. It wasn't meant to be something he was afraid of, but at this moment, the tail of the cane seemed to have the shape of a gun barrel.

At the entrance of the cemetery, it gradually became lively. Before Zhao Zilong could come back to his senses, the old woman's hand suddenly lifted, and with a snap, a huge bird immediately fell from the tree.

Zhao Zilong was stunned, and sighed a little secretly in his heart about the old woman's marksmanship, and then said: "Old lady, I really have a task in my body, please raise your noble hand and let me go." ā€

"Let you go?" The old woman's eyes widened, but she smiled, "It's easy to say, do you know how many twists and turns our ancient tomb community went through when it was first built?" ā€

"I don't know." Zhao Zilong naturally shook his head.

"That's it," the old woman's expression grew serious, "you don't know. We are all people from all over the world, and we come here just to seek a way to live. So ......"

Before the old man's words fell, a few gunshots suddenly rang out over there. As soon as the two of them tensed, they immediately became nervous.

"What's going on?" The old woman's reaction in a moment was to turn her head to check the situation. At this time, Zhao Zilong had enough time to snatch the gun in her hand.

But he couldn't do it. The little devil taught the agents to be ruthless, regardless of their parents, Zhao Zilong is not. In his bones, he still has the traditional concept of Chinese. He didn't make a move, just looked at the old man in a daze.

It turned out that this time their eldest went out to get food and injured two brothers. Now, everyone is gathering together for a simple funeral for them.

Since there were no firecrackers, the military salute was fraudulently used. When the old woman heard this, she burst into tears: "Oh my God, why don't you tell me, an old immortal, to go!" Hurt the young man again......" she couldn't go on, and at last she simply wailed.

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and his mood was not good.

It took a while for the old woman to react. Her first reaction was to look at Zhao Zilong and the gun in his hand. After discovering that both were safe, I was relieved.

The old woman's mood gradually calmed down, she stared at Zhao Zilong and asked, "Young man, with your skills, you could have escaped just now, or snatched the old man's gun, why didn't you act?" ā€

"You are an old man," Zhao Zilong said quietly, "I will not attack the old man." ā€

"Young man......" The old woman's tone became better, and she sighed a little, "Just rush at you, I will sell you today, old body, you can go." ā€

"I'm not leaving," Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of something, "It's your boss over there." I'm going to leave like this, I'm afraid you're not going to be able to get along with it. ā€

"Don't worry," the old man laughed, "the boss, he's my second son." ā€

"Really?" Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up, and he thought that he couldn't leave, and he said: "Since that's the case, then I should also go to pay a visit." ā€

"No," the old man laughed again, "if I call him over, I'll just give him an order." We don't have that much etiquette here. ā€

As she spoke, she whistled, and there was a commotion.