"Oh no, I didn't mean that, I mean I think I brought you a gift, or a gift for all of us!" Schroeder said as if he was serious

"Gift, oh, why didn't I see it, you hid it?" Mike asked, puzzled, still shaking his head from side to side in search

"Oh yes, it's a surprise, it's right outside the door, if you don't believe it, you'll know when you open the door!" Schroeder explained to him

"Oh, surprise, it won't be without opening the door, I say!" Mike was still a little unconvinced

"Oh no, I've never lied, trust me!" Schroeder continued

"Oh well, as skeptical as I am, I think I'll have to take a look, my curiosity drives me to go!" Mike was starting to be a little suspicious of him

"Oh well, go on, go ahead, he'll make your hands easy, it's a massage machine!" Schroeder continued to agitate McDow

"Oh, massage machine, then I'm going to have a good look!" Mike was going to take a look

"Oh well, Mike, that's a nice gift, you can check it out!" Jones also interjected

"Oh, well, Mr. Jones, since you've said so, I guess I'll go check it out!" Mike finally got a little interested, and he walked over with the baby in his arms

Mike opened the door with the baby in his arms, huh??? Nothing, they won't lie to me, they will lie to me, well, no, this may be Schroeder's style of doing things, but this is not Mr. Jones's style of doing things, he wouldn't lie to a 16-year-old, but where is that going, don't I see, so he pushed the door again, well, it couldn't be pushed, as if it was blocked by something, and then he looked again: "Oh, it's a stroller, oh, I love this thing!" He shouted

"Oh, I said he'd like it, and I'm right!" Inside, Schroeder heard Mike shouting, and he turned to Jones

Jones didn't speak, tilting his neck at him, smiling and nodding

Mike dragged the stroller in from the outside, and closed the door, he was overjoyed, his arms could finally relax, and he lowered the baby in his hand, ready to put it down, "Oh, what is this, oh, is this short stick your weapon?" He suddenly noticed that there was a short stick in it, and Jones had given him one to use for self-defense, so he guessed that this one should have the same effect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, that's my short stick, yes, we're for self-defense, you can take him out and put it on the table, oh, thank you!" As soon as Jones heard the short stick mentioned by Mike, he remembered that when he opened the door just now, he put the short stick in the stroller that Schroeder had put down, and then at this time Michael said that he suddenly remembered again, maybe he was too anxious to save people and forgot to take it, but now he felt that he didn't have any strength, so he asked Mike to do him a small favor

"Oh, okay!" Mike agreed, and he took the stick out, and carefully let the baby in.

Oh, he's going to sleep soundly, Mike thought to himself

"Oh, you haven't told me your story yet, I like this gift, after all, I've been holding him for at least four or five hours, but I still think you have to give me an explanation, after all, it's a lot more time than we thought, my arm and I want to know what you've been through!" He said suddenly

"Oh, arm, my arm I think it wants to tell you a story too, and I'll tell you it's a good story, if you're willing to listen!" Jones wanted to speak, but Schroeder was about to speak first

"Oh, what did you encounter, are you the "monsters" again? When he asked, Mike was suddenly captivated by his story

"Oh no, it won't be that simple!" Schroeder stirred up his curiosity, and then he continued, "We've met the robbers! ”

"Oh, robbers?" Mike was surprised

"Yes, robber, the guy also went to the hospital, he didn't find the medicine, but I did, he wanted to rob my medicine, he took out a pistol and pointed it at my head!" Schroeder gestured as he spoke

"Oh, a gun to your head?" Mike couldn't imagine that he hadn't had a gun pointed at his head, and he didn't know if what Schroeder said was true or false, after all, he had been at school

"Oh, yes, but how smart I am, I could tell at a glance that it was a fake gun, a toy gun, it was plastic, and it was all on my head, and I could feel the material, but this bastard was an idiot, and he thought he was really scaring me, and at this point Jones was holding him back, oh, and he got his share of the credit!" Schroeder suddenly said to Jones that maybe he needed a supporting role for his talk show

"Yes, I have my share too!" Jones seemed to sense what Schroeder was about to say, and he pandered

Mike also looked at Jones, but Schroeder continued, "Oh, Mr. Jones, he's also an extremely smart guy, you know what, but he didn't know if the guy was holding a gun was real or fake, or if it had a few bullets, so he dragged him back, "Oh, don't shoot, don't shoot, we have something to discuss!" "He yelled at the guy, and that just distracted him, and as you might expect, I dodged out of the way, and then grabbed one of his hands, got him to turn his back, and confiscated his pistol, and I'm going to clean him up, I'm going to shoot him, oh, but you know what this guy says?" Schroeder suddenly asked Mike rhetorically

"What did he say, did he say that the gun was fake?" Mike asked him rhetorically

"Oh no, that guy actually said he was a guy, he wanted me to let him go, he wanted me to pity him, oh, roar ......" Schroeder laughed out loud

Mike laughed too, and he was drawn to the plot.

"Oh, nice story, I like it!" Jones laughed too, but only a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his smile made people feel that there was another layer of meaning

But Schroeder ignored them, he wanted to make them laugh, so he continued: "Oh, of course I can't trust him, he was holding a gun to my head just now, maybe this is some kind of trick of his, I'm going to punish him, but he says it's a guy, and his damned companion is waiting for him outside, they both love each other so much that if I kill him, then the other one will be very lonely, oh, guess what, I'm a little soft-hearted!" ”