The ghost driver was a little unhappy.

But the bald head didn't notice it, he wanted to sit, but he was afraid of some moth.

I thought about it for a while but didn't decide.

The ghost driver suddenly became impatient: "You numbness, you are proud, don't you also look at your forced appearance, when is it, and you still hold your head high, why don't you give your head a little higher......"

When did I become proud?

The bald head is confused, I'm very approachable, okay! How did you become proud?

He was just about to explain a few words, but the ghost driver scolded again.

"You know what this place is, don't you? This is a copy, and you will die if you are too proud, you know it! What are you like, don't you have a little pressure in your heart? ”

Of course I understand, but I'm not proud.

"Dude, did you have some misunderstanding, I'm really not proud!"

"No pride, you're about to lift your head to the sky, and you can't break your neck when you're so proud?" The ghost driver scoffed and pretended not to be like you.

Do you know that the person who pretends to be forced in this is going to die soon?

Your sister!

Is it because Lao Tzu's head is too high? Can't you see that I'm kicking people in the neck like this?

It's all at this time, and you still lift your head like this, then it's obviously a problem, otherwise it's raining so hard, and you're still carrying your head, isn't it sick?

The bald head had the heart to explain: "Brother, you misunderstood, I am beating someone!" ”

"Hit someone?" The ghost driver was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Who, such a cruel ......"

"Who's to say it's not, it's so cruel......"

The ghost driver's words almost made him fall into tears, thinking that this bald head is wronged, Lao Tzu is not bald, why do you kick every time you come over, and scold Lao Tzu, especially until now, your head is in a state of confusion.

"You fool should kick the ......"

"Kick...... Kick down the ......"

The implication of this statement is self-evident, he suddenly felt a tightness in his back knots, what are you going to do with this thing?

"You're bald...... aren't you?" said the ghost driver.

"I'm not bald...... "The bald head is in a hurry, how can I see Lao Tzu and say that Lao Tzu is bald and strong, you all have problems, isn't it."

"And say no, your big bald man has already seen it, and it looks like he's mentally retarded!"

You are numb, why are you mentally retarded with a bald head?

Lao Tzu has eaten your meal and slept in your bed? Why do you have such a big grudge!

"There is an order from above, and you will kick it when you encounter a bald head!" The ghost driver said, looking at the bald head with unkind eyes.

The bald head was startled, and he was angry and anxious, you are numb, there is an order from above? Who the hell are you above? Such a big grudge against me.

"I just want to ask you, who is so big about me, can you tell me!" Bald Road.

I've been beaten and kicked, you should let me know who it is!

"Oh, you are an immortal......

You are numb, quality quality, and whether you have a little quality, how can you open your mouth and scold, you can't be a ghost without paying attention to quality.

What the hell is a group of Dunima.

"Scold you, Lao Tzu still beats you!" The ghost driver jumped out of the car.

The bald head was taken aback, Lao Tzu's face couldn't be kicked, although he didn't eat with his face, but his neck couldn't stand it.

He hurriedly raised his arms to protect his head and face.

As a result, people just went to the next three roads, and they didn't plan to kick their faces at all.

A kick right in the place where this cargo came from in life.

The bald head screamed, and "poof" fell directly to his knees in the heavy rain.

The muscles of the face were wrinkled together, and the cold sweat on the forehead came out, and with such a heavy rain, I was actually sweating, and the water droplets on my face kept dripping downward, and I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain or tears.

The ghost driver laughed "hehe", jumped on the tractor and drove away.

Kneeling on the ground, the bald head stood up for a while, and when he moved slightly, he felt terrible pain.

I couldn't help but gasp, this fart is too lacking in morality, it hurts!

Now I can't walk, and I feel pain when I walk, which is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and the pain is very persistent.

Tears were streaming down the bald head.

This group of smoky goods who lack virtue and smoke, can't Lao Tzu stop playing?

I'll go back......

After making up his mind, he turned around with his bald head and walked back slowly.

That posture is simply not too a**, the head is raised, the ass is pouted, and the waist is still bent.

At first glance, it looks like a turtle that has shed its shell and struggles to move forward on a rainy night.

"Drag Drag ......"

After walking a few steps, I heard the sound of the tractor again, and my bald head was shocked, I couldn't play anymore, and I would die if I was playing.

He hurriedly dodged, walked to the rocky ground on the curb, and squatted quietly, waiting for the tractor to come over and talk.

He can see this matter clearly now, this copy seems to have some misunderstanding about himself, the eldest brother in it thinks he is bald-headed, and he estimates that he gives an order, and when he sees a bald head, he will educate and educate.

So these ghost drivers, when they come up, kick them, and run away when they finish kicking.

There is no one behind this black pot.

The bald head squatted under the road with grinning teeth, there was no one on the side of the road, and the tractor was estimated to drive straight over.

When the tractor passes, he is coming out, so as not to take another kick in vain.

He squatted there and listened to the sound from far and near, and he didn't dare to come out, numb, with two feet on his face, three ways and one foot, he had already begun to doubt life.

Don't find it in the give.

He hoped that the tractor would go straight to it without stopping.

But it backfired, the tractor drove over, the sound slowly became smaller, and it actually stopped on the side of the road in front of him!

Bald: "??? ”

Lao Tzu has hid under the road, can he be discovered?

He took a few more steps stealthily down, and when he looked up, he could barely see the road, but he couldn't see himself from the road.

"Why doesn't anyone ......?"

He heard someone who seemed to be talking to himself, the rain was too heavy to hear clearly, as if it were such a sentence.

Damn, sure enough, these guys are premeditated.

But what did this bald head do in it, and the ghost driver chased and killed this goods everywhere, making Lao Tzu carry a black pot in vain.

He squatted on the ground, and there was no movement for a long time.

But I didn't hear the sound of the tractor driving away, and the bald head couldn't help but wonder, what is this guy doing parking......

If you want to leave, hurry up, stop at this panicked horse.

He couldn't help but raise his head to look up.

The guy on the side of the road didn't know what he was doing, but he was facing this way.

Could this guy be observing?

Before he could finish thinking about it, he felt a slight warmth in the heavy rain hit his face!

Warmth......

This kind of rainstorm, there may be warmth in the raindrops, looking at the guy's posture.

I'm called Nima!

This idiot was actually peeing, and it was directed at himself, and the imaginary liquid seemed to be poured all over his face......