He suddenly understood why Liu Zimo would take him around in circles. It turned out that Liu Zimo was chasing the truck, and the speed of the person was obviously unable to catch up with the car. So it caused Liu Zimo to keep chasing cars, and he became constantly chasing Liu Zimo.

Lin Qiuzheng also noticed Liu Zimo's circle problem just now. Now it seems very likely that the truck came out of the underground parking garage of a building here, and because this area is a one-way street, it means that the truck can only make a clockwise turn, which seems to explain Liu Zimo's circle behavior just now. Thinking of this, Lin Qiuzheng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He looked back at the van that had disappeared from their view, not knowing what he was pondering.

When Lin Qiuzheng came back to his senses. He seemed to remember that something had not been done, and turned his head to look at Liu Zimo. It turned out that he had forgotten to relieve Liu Zimo's state, and he was still standing there like a dementia without any expression. Lin Qiuzheng hurriedly stepped forward, raised his left hand to hang above his head, and then slapped it on the back of his head with full power like a stretched bow. The knife in his hand quickly completed this action, only to hear a very muffled "pop" sound. Liu Zimo woke up in a daze, and looked around with a confused expression, as if he wanted to understand what the situation was now. Immediately, he felt that the back of his head was a little numb and a little dizzy, and his ears were still "buzzing", this level of dizziness was completely photographed by Lin Qiuzheng just now. Liu Zimo instinctively covered his dizzy head with his hand and rubbed it.

At this moment, the three ultimate propositions of human philosophy kept popping up in his brain: Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going? He had no idea what was going on. Liu Zimo only remembered that Lin Qiuzheng asked him to bow his head just now. A pain... And it was broken.

He saw Lin Qiuzheng in front of him who was already soaked with sweat, and just wanted to ask what happened. I felt a sour smell in my throat surging outward, and my body immediately felt like vomiting. Lin Qiuzheng saw his sudden posture and knew that this should be something that had been stuffed into his mouth earlier (that is, the combination of fragrant gray hair, and the dark green light smoke). Judging from his reaction, it should have been left in his throat that didn't come out, so it didn't stop him from vomiting.

But who knew that Liu Zimo blocked his mouth with both hands to prevent him from spitting out. And the gas that was about to gush out seemed to know that the road ahead was blocked, so he turned his head and rushed towards another exit on the other side of his body...... Liu Zimo's mind flashed and he knew that something was wrong. His lower abdomen suddenly throbbed, and it turned out that the gas was churning desperately in his lower abdomen, as if trying to reach the exit as soon as possible, accompanied by the sound of "grunting" and "grunting" when churning his intestines. His hands, which had been covering his mouth, immediately instinctively covered his lower abdomen. But as the pain gradually intensified, he pressed his hand against his lower abdomen and rubbed it with more and more force, but it did not relieve the pain at all. He hunched his back and squatted down tremblingly against the wall.

The gradually increasing pain was like a sharp knife piercing his heart and spleen, spinning and stinging. kept stimulating Liu Zimo's nerves. His stomach seemed to be pierced by ten thousand hot sharp knives, and he felt a heart-wrenching pain all over his body. Bursts of pain surged towards Liu Zimo like the tide of the Qiantang River, wave after wave. Liu Zimo's expression was extremely painful, he twisted his face, the green tendons on his painful face burst out, and even his eyes were bloodshot and turned into red-eyed madness. And his face has long since turned red and black. The gas that was desperately flowing downward was like a devil doing something, turning over the river and the sea, as if there was a "nuclear explosion" in his stomach.

"Ah—!!!!!! It hurts to death! It hurts to death—!!!!! It hurts to death! Ah—!!!!!!h At the moment when he roared, Liu Zimo only felt as if he had suddenly torn a hole in the cloudless clear sky. Immediately, his buttocks snapped, and he kept making loud noises, "Puff, puff~~~" I'm afraid there is no louder sound in the world than it! The explosion of the big bang, the roar of the train, the thunderbolt of the summer. The turbulent waves of the ocean, all this compared to the sound of his lower body, it was nothing more than a small branch broken. I took a bite of a soybean grain, and a cow barked like that.

At the moment when he couldn't help but fart, Lin Qiuzheng, including all the passers-by at this time, looked at the great god of the fart world in front of him in amazement. After farting, Liu Zimo immediately looked relaxed. However, he also knew from the expressions of passers-by looking at him that it seemed that the time, place and method he chose to fart was obviously inappropriate. Liu Zimo looked at all the crowd. His expression was very embarrassed, and he hurriedly nodded to the passers-by around him and smirked to apologize. He muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Excuse me. Lin Qiuzheng pinched his nose and looked at Liu Zimo with contempt and said, "You fart~ stinky.... Do you never eat vegetarian food? I'm almost smoked out of your fart for Chinese New Year's Eve. You kid ~ didn't collapse the ~ "

Liu Zimo, who just wanted to open his mouth to explain something, felt as if there was something else in his mouth. He coughed dryly and stirred his mouth a few more times. I actually vomited out the black-brown paper ball. This paper ball turned out to be the thing that Lin Qiu was doing in the square before, and he forced it in the moment when he opened his mouth to call. Liu Zimo squatted down with a serious expression, stared at the paper ball he spit out for a long time, and then looked up at Lin Qiuzheng. But he didn't speak, just looked at him. It seemed that he was waiting for Lin Qiuzheng to give him a satisfactory explanation.

After seeing Liu Zimo looking at him, Lin Qiuzheng also understood what he meant. With a light cough, he took the initiative to break the silence and said, "Knight." Well~ I really didn't have time to explain just now. It happened suddenly, you should know it? You need to report the crime~" After speaking, he put a hand on his shoulder to express comfort. Before Liu Zimo could speak, Lin Qiuzheng picked up again and said, "Knight, let's do it." Let's find a place to sit and drink some water. Listen to me explain to you slowly, you have worked hard too. ”

Hearing this, Liu Zimo also nodded in agreement, and he also wanted to find a glass of water to gargle his mouth at this time. Because he felt that the talisman that he had spit out seemed to have some aftertaste in his mouth. But as soon as he took a step and took the first step, he felt as if he had been beaten by dozens of strong men. Soreness running from the top of the head to the toes.