After more than ten minutes of travel, Wang Er Mazi, who got off the bus, entered the underground garage of a shopping mall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a corner where everyone could see but not pay much attention to it, there was a wooden door with an old lock.

The lock looks very powerful, but Wang Er Mazi stretched out his hand and pulled it open, which is typical and useless.

Removing it and pushing it gently, Wang Er Mazi entered a path with only a faint light, or a dark passage that was more appropriate.

Turning and turning, he passed door after door, saw one person after another, and finally came to what seemed to him to be the end—in front of him, there was another door.

Along the way, there are many doors, but only here is no one guarding, so it seems like the end.

So naturally, no one stopped Wang Er Mazi from coming to the end of the road.

Pushing the door in, someone said almost at the same time, "Say it! ”

Wang Er Mazi knew that this person should be Pu, so he didn't ask anything, and when the other party asked him to say it, he said it.

In five minutes, Wang Er Mazi not only successfully helped Balotelli bring the words to Park, but also combined his improvisable wit with every word he heard from Balotelli, and gathered together the scenes he saw, and restored and processed them into a very wonderful story.

“… The one surnamed Yang finally walked away, Pu Lao, you said, is this too elf (clever, smart) Sa! ”

The room was dark, and Wang Er Mazi couldn't see anything.

But you don't need light to hear the sound, so soon, Wang Er Mazi heard the last sentence he heard in his life.

"Mazi, what I pity is, why are you so stupid, let people sell and help people for money? And it's this stupid mistake over and over again. ”

"What's wrong with me, Old Pu, I did what you gave me!"

"It doesn't matter if you do what I tell you or not, the important thing is that you have to bring a message back to add to me when Mao is dying?"

Wang Er Mazi knew that the Park that Balotelli was talking about was called Park Huantai, and this person was not only a super bull old man of the Northeast Beggar Gang, but also a lifelong honorary elder of the Cosmic Beggar Gang.

The man had disappeared for many years, but some of his deeds were far from being forgotten.

Although Wang Er Mazi had never seen this person before, and he couldn't see what he looked like now, this did not prevent Wang Er Mazi from knowing a lot of things about him.

Legend has it that when he was twenty years old, that is, more than forty years ago, he was recognized as the first swordsman in the northern land - although there were more and more advanced weapons in this era, but in the underworld rivers and lakes, the knife has always been the most chosen weapon, and there is no one.

From the Green Dragon Glaive to the Five Tigers Broken Door, Mountain Knives, Watermelon Knives, Pencil Sharpeners, Nail Clippers, Shavers... There are many types of knives, and there are countless of them.

As the old saying goes, the sword is matched with the hero, so it can be seen that the person who bears the sword is more important than the knife itself.

According to historical records, in ancient times, the outstanding swordsmen of the Korean nationality were very good at fighting with cold weapons on the northern road.

Whether it is really so bullish or not, the increasingly rare Korean swordsmen have made it impossible for many people who can't see it with their own eyes to thoroughly verify the authenticity.

But no matter who it is, from the well-inherited Korean sword dance, you may be able to see the shape and meaning of the Korean swordsman.

Because of this theory, on the day he arrived in the Northeast, Wang Er Mazi endured the pain on his body and carefully observed a complete Korean traditional knife dance performance.

Fast, accurate, ruthless... is not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to himself, just like the little Wang Ba calf nicknamed Qingluan.

A knife dance, Wang Er Mazi saw a lot and thought a lot, so he would be shocked inexplicably.

From a first-class red stick to an honorary elder, God knows how many tragic battles Park Huantai, a veteran beggar who has long been hidden in the rivers and lakes, has experienced.

But fight according to the momentum in the dance, kill a thousand enemies, not to mention lose 800, a hundred is not more.

But because of this, such a big man would come up with such a mysterious way of meeting, Wang Er Mazi didn't feel strange at all.

But what he just said made Wang Er Mazi feel very strange.

The fierce knife intent that couldn't be hidden in it made Wang Er Mazi feel that his scalp was about to explode!

"Dying? The day before yesterday, the doctor said that I had completely passed the dangerous period! ”

The panicked Wang Er Mazi was incomprehensible, but suddenly he couldn't hear anything, and he had no chance to figure out how he died.

Not only did the scalp explode, Wang Er Mazi felt that his whole body was going to explode.

Qingluan, Phoenix, Beggars, Chengdu... The last picture that came to Wang Ermazi's mind was a little unfamiliar to him, but he was extremely familiar.

A sloppy little boy snatches the lollipop of a female classmate dressed as a princess.

If my parents had bought me candy when I was a child, would I have become the person I was like later?

Later, I learned to collect protection money.

Later, I became a bad student on campus.

Later, the school and I expelled each other.

Later, I joined the beggars and became the emperor of those streets.

Later, the phoenix appeared...

I don't know if she has a delicate and beautiful female classmate who was robbed of a lollipop by herself when she was a child, but even if I haven't seen her face, it makes me feel like she is the real princess.

The old beggar costume could not hide her unearthly temperament, and from the first time I saw her, I felt that she could not tolerate anyone, as if including me.

obviously likes a person, and can get her, but the inability to grasp the invisible obsession makes Wang Er Mazi can only watch the phoenix from afar.

This is already a thing worthy of his great sadness, but as if the end will never be the end, grief will always happen and pass more and more.

That day, the brother who was sent to monitor and protect Phoenix came to report, and Phoenix picked up a strange man and went back, as if he had let him sleep in the same bed with her all night!

Even if I knew that I would be crippled by that kid, I'm sure someone would have beaten her... How could she be so self-loving!

She said the man was sick... There are doctors when you are sick, so this should not be a reasonable reason!

She has never looked at me properly, how can she be so kind, I tried my best to never eat a bite of the nest, she actually took half of it to a person I just met... In the world of deceitful and strong, whoever is kind will die!

I thought she would come and beg me to take her to heal, but I didn't know that I had to heal my wounds...

I was unwilling, Elder Wu was frightened by Hong Qiling, and I heard that you came to the Northeast, so I followed.