At dinner that night, Xiuxiu asked me what to do, and I said in my heart that it was not my plan, and Panzi had already helped me plan it before. Now that I just signaled, the purse began to prepare with all my might, and I was sure that Panzi had arranged it before.

Although I am said to be the third master, it is far from the point where Panzi and the others can rest assured that I can make my own decisions.

The fat man was already able to move that night, and I went to see him again in the tent, and he was looking at his stomach and scolding his mother. I said to him: "This time we will succeed, your belly is a great contribution, I will send a pennant to your belly, on which is written the first belly in the world." ”

The fat man said: "Third master, don't talk about these cool words, this belly scar, Lao Tzu will be troublesome in the future, and the girl will be in a panic when lying on my stomach." I'll have to find a tattoo parlor to give it a finish, how about I write a chess board? In the future, when the double fly is in the future, Niu'er can play chess on my stomach. ”

"I think you just blacked it out, and then hit a few diamond belly nails, and said that the night sky was written, which is more poetic." I said.

"It's a good idea, or the third master is educated, and the fat man who reads less is a loss." The fat man said, and looked outside the tent, "I don't have anyone to tell that girl, do you?" ”

"I didn't say you were going down, but she was happy to know that you were back. But tell her what, she doesn't know what we're doing, and you don't have to be sentimental. You are not a few years younger than me, and there is a limit to how much old cows can eat tender grass. ”

There was the sound of clouds outside, and the fat man touched the stubble on his face, took a sneak look and said, "Lao Tzu even dares to dig other people's ancestral graves, and the chick doesn't dare to soak it?" Let me tell you, Lao Tzu is really ready for true love this time, no one can stop her, no one can give her happiness better than me. ”

"What happiness can you give her." I laughed. "Don't you have to go to the vegetable market to boil lard in the future?"

"Lao Tzu has a crooked arm." The fat man said, "Lao Tzu can feed people." ”

I was so depressed by what he said that he didn't seem to recognize me at all. I didn't think about revealing my identity now, because after all, I didn't know the whole situation in my heart. I don't know if exposing it will bring any unexpected changes.

So he didn't talk nonsense to him and asked, "Have you recovered?" ”

"Haven't you slept for more than ten days?" The fat man said, "It's okay to sleep for a long time, I'm a talent in the prime of life, and I've suffered like you, so it's nothing to be tired." "And you can't do without me, so if you want to persuade me to stay." It's still a matter of saving, I'm going to die here in a hurry, you know my temper. ”

I nodded, and he said, "There's nothing to be afraid of in there, but that building is so wicked." I'm not afraid of slowness, I'm afraid of being aggressive, and I can bring as many things as I can. The last time we were lightweight, we suffered a loss. ”

He'd said that before, and I nodded, and he pointed in the direction of Judeco's camp on the other side, telling me to come closer. When I approached him, he whispered to me: "Third master, you call that kid called the leather bag over, the ghost guy." We've got to get a few guns, and we're going to need your help. ”

I said, "I think, try not to have sex with them, these are outlaws." ”

"Can we die?" The fat man took a sip, "This must have been said by that kid from Xiaohua, third master, don't listen to that kid, that kid is a singer of the Wen Gang, of course he doesn't like to fight and kill." Your traditional family has the audacity to do it, but I'm not. I'll tell you. If you don't have a gun, if you have a gun. Even if I sell my ass, I have to get a few handfuls. That's called a hundred times more faith. ”

I knew that many of the fat man's ideas were basically right, so I asked him, "What are you going to do?" ”

The fat man put on his clothes, wiped his face, and said, "Don't worry about it, just call that man over and give me command." ”

When I saw the fat man again, I saw that he was already wiping his gun, counting the bullets there with a blue nose and a swollen face, and a little choked up as he counted. I said to myself what I had done with the fat man, but I didn't dare to ask more. It is estimated that the leather bag was fooled by the fat man's bad moves.

The gun I got was the one I had seen but couldn't name, and the fat man said that this was Uzi, a miniature submachine gun, nicknamed "Tinker Bell".

I took it and weighed it, it was very heavy, I had seen this gun, it was the one used by Schwarzenegger's wife in "True Lies", and asked, "Why is it called Tinker Bell?" "Because this shot hits, the muzzle jumps so badly, like Tinker Bell."

I said in my heart, when did Tinker Bell jump so hard? When I think about it, the fat man is different from the era we live in, and I seem to have a domestic puppet film called Tinker Bell in my memory, and the puppets in it do always jump, but in this way, this nickname should be taken by the fat man himself.

After wiping the gun, the fat man pressed the bullet into the magazine and said: "I really didn't expect them to get this thing, the current black market is really fucking reliable, this thing is the most fucking good for close combat, especially suitable for small spaces, and it is very lethal." I just didn't get a lot of bullets. ”

"Just a handful?" I said. He immediately threw me something, and I took it and saw that it was a very strange, as if it had been processed.

"Beretta, Italian gun." The fat man said, "But it seems to have been processed by them, and it is much lighter, how about it, if the third master doesn't dislike it, he can also take a handful of self-defense?" ”

I saw that the fat man's expression was a little smiling, as if there was something to hide, and I couldn't help but feel a little strange, but I was the third master, and I couldn't force him to say it directly like Wu Xie, so I had to give up, weighed the gun, and it was really light. The fat man threw me a towel and told me to wrap it. "Pack it up, don't let anyone see it, they're looking for it."

I wrapped the gun in a towel, and I was amazed when I saw it a few years ago, but now it's like seeing an old friend. I figured it out, and the fat man clicked on the bolt of the gun, then untied it, stuffed it into his bag, and said, "Now I can sleep peacefully at night." Then he took the bag in his hand and kissed it.

I looked into the fat man's eyes, and found more and more that when he said this, his eyes were very serious, and I couldn't help but sink in my heart, and his attitude of "hiding something" and resolute eyes made me feel very uncomfortable.

Hopefully, the news he was withholding would be as unreliable and harmless as the previous ones.

I wanted to talk to him about something else, especially the details of what he had been through the tunnel, when I heard a loud bang coming from outside the tent, as if something had exploded.

The fat man reacted faster than I did, and immediately went out, and all the people around heard it, and they all looked in the direction where the sound came from, and heard a series of gunshots coming from the direction of Jude Cow's camp.

I looked at the fat man, "What did you do?" ”

"Of course not, the fat man stealing the gun is not a sneak attack."

"Let's go! Check it out. "The bag is so active that it has rushed out.

I saw that the situation was not right, ran out of the tent, gestured for the others to pack up their things, and removed all the things they needed into the bushes, and then the cat's waist and the fat man went over there together.

Before I got there, it was almost like a war, there were gunshots everywhere, and the tracer of bullets in the dark night was like the battlefield.

"What's the situation?" The fat man scolded, "It won't be the encirclement and suppression of the People's Liberation Army, right?" ”

Bao said: "Fat brother, you see, the bullets are not fired, only shot, no return fire, all are aimless-"

"It's not for nothing." The fat man said, "Fat man, I touched the gun when I was ten years old, and these guns are all in short fights." Something is attacking them over there. ”

"What's that?"

"I don't know, but it's from the river." I said, gesturing to the tree, where there was a sniper, and now all the bullets were going into the river, one second at a time.

The fat man pulled the bolt of his gun and leaned towards the lake, and I followed, and he looked at it, but it was pitch black, and he could see nothing. As soon as we thought about it, we suddenly heard the sound of exclamation in our own camp behind us.

We immediately turned around, took three steps at a time, and at once we saw several lynx emerge from the lake by our camp, and swoop down on the shore.

The fat man looked up and sent a lynx back into the lake.

I rushed over, took a piece of firewood from the bonfire, and threw it at the two screaming places of the dumb sister and Xiuxiu.

One of the lynx was forced back by firewood, and I leaned over to protect them, and both of them immediately grabbed my hand, and I could not use my gun, so I had to break free and let them lean against each other.

The fat man is obviously very comfortable with Tinker Bell, and he flies off two of them in two hits. This gun is really a killer weapon in this kind of battle.

Xiuxiu and the dumb sister were scared enough, the two of them hooked each other, I blocked them behind me, the fat man and the leather bag also surrounded them, and in an instant, two or three more rushed out of the water, and the fat man shouted: "Triangle defense!" ”

I don't know what it means, I just pressed the dumb sister and fired three shots at one with my backhand, I have already learned the agility of that thing, and the three shots were not a single shot in its movement, and after three shots, it was almost in front of me. I'm really not afraid at this time, years of training haven't made my marksmanship improve, and my mind is numb a lot, so I use my hands to block it.

In an instant, there was an air behind me, but I saw that the dumb sister had blocked in front of me, I was shocked, and said that there is no need to be so proletarian and fearless, but fortunately, the fat man next to me grabbed my hand and threw it from the bottom to the top and shouted: "Fight!" ”

My bullet shot out of the dumb sister's armpit, and almost a quarter of an hour before the lynx bit her neck, the lynx flipped out and ran into the woods.

I raised my hand to shoot, but the fat man pressed my trigger: "Third master, Amitabha." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly there was a loud bang in the direction of the ghost camp, and the flames were soaring, and I don't know what exploded. (To be continued)