Chapter 448: Just for a bowl of braised pork?!

"I've figured out that Black Manro didn't catch up with us halfway, and it's a good idea that this thing will go around in circles around this place as well. I'm talking about it if it's chasing us in this place. But it can locate this

An altar that has some kind of connection to the Gate of Eternal Life, allowing it to be in any position and get there without detours. ”

"It's nothing to with us anymore." I interrupted the fat man with a roar.

"Did you hear me finish?" The fat man said with a glare. "There must be a way out of this place! You want to fix the direction of travel to a different location if the direction of travel is not fixed here, or if the direction of travel is fixed to a different position

, you should be sure to find the edge of this space. Your kid's sense of direction has always been pretty awesome. ”

Being able to make a fat man say something convincing is the thing I am most proud of. But at the moment, his words made me disheartened. I can't stand the last words that others leave to me, but every single one

People like to leave their last words to me, and the fat man's words are obviously towards his last words. This should be the preface.

"But it can't locate you." The fat man ignored my emotions, and quickly pressed the bullet in his hand, but just tilted his chin slightly at the black manro, who was rushing towards us. "You have it

If you can find a way out, just look for it along the edge of this space. ”

I turned my head to look at Jack, who was half-dead on my back, and Tang Yumo, who was a little farther away. Yes, the fat man's words make sense, we are not at the end of the road, and there is still a glimmer of life.

"The Yankees and I will be a drag on you, and our injuries won't last long, you should know that. If we go together, with your sissy character, you can't watch us die one by one, with

Crying all the way. Lao Tzu can't stand this the most. He died in peace. What do the Yankees call this? Yes, fraternity. ”

"I don't have fraternity! I'm not God! I roared.

I hate that fat people decide my life, although I have a weak and indecisive side of my character, but this is who I am! It was the darkest moment of my life that made me give up my teammates and friends, and I would rather die.

Nor will I give up!

"Don't look at the Hakka girl. She stayed with me and the Yankees for the funeral. It's too awkward for the two old men to go on the road together, and it's more lively to have a girl with them. When the fat man said this, he didn't shy away from Tang Yumo, and he said

It's even quite loud.

"There's not much time left, decide."

After the fat man said this, he pushed a loaded magazine into the magazine with a 'click', and as soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised, the bullets rained down on the black manroe.

I certainly saw that the Black Manro had come into range of the pistol. I've lost my fear that it will come at us in an instant. I was completely mad at the fat man, it was I who didn't know him. Or is he too not

Get to know me.

"Just for a bowl of braised pork?!" Looking at Black Manroe, who was twitching under the rain of bullets but not flinching, I muttered to myself in a low voice.

'Click'

The fat man put on a new magazine and looked at me. There was a rare warmth in his eyes. "Yes, and that phrase."

In the midst of the deafening gunfire, a warm and poignant scene appeared before my eyes.

As I said, the fat man lost his parents when he was a child, and he grew up under the care of his grandmother. An old grandmother with a child waiting to be fed, the constraints of life can be imagined.

Although the coarse tea and light rice also feed the fat man stout and strong. But children will still drool when they see other people eating meat. We grew up in the same yard, and my family conditions were okay. Say no

I am wealthy, but my parents are alive, so I can live a worry-free life.

At that time, the fat man was often at my house, doing homework, mischievous, in short, a pair of inseparable good friends. My parents were more open-minded. They think that the fat man is not inherently bad, although he often takes me

Trouble, but they didn't forcibly stop our relationship, only occasionally channeled and criticized. Of course, I'm not the only one who criticizes, fat people are also the target of criticism.

Once. My parents made me a bowl of braised pork, and at that time, it was a luxury to have a bowl of braised pork to eat.

The fat man probably hadn't eaten braised pork for many years, and looking at this bowl of braised pork with attractive sauce, his eyes were about to fall, and he didn't notice it when it flowed to the instep of his feet.

I was very righteous to push this bowl of braised pork to him. It seems that he also said something righteous. "What's mine is yours." I guess this means, it's been too long, and I can't remember exactly how to say it

Finish.

Of course, watching the fat man gobble up and eat this bowl of braised pork, I can't say the distress in my heart. Damn, I remember it so clearly, even the bowl was added like a freshly wiped ass. this

A metaphor doesn't apt it, does it? But that's what I thought about at the beginning, and I was so impressed by it. I'm hungry, and I don't eat meat often!

When I grew up, the fat man was almost selfless in his maintenance of me. If someone bullies me, it's worse than running into him. Especially in middle school, when I was budding in adolescence, he blocked a lot for me

Gun.

Whenever I ask the fat man, of course, others also ask why he is so good to me, the fat man will say: for a bowl of braised pork.

That's the benefit of dating a foodie?

That sentence? This is the first time that the fat man has said it for a sentence. I guess that's for that. Although the content of this sentence is already vague to me.

"If so." I almost choked up. "Let me give Jack's wish first, he came down with a mortal heart, let him see the gate of eternal life before he dies."

I knew that it was impossible to convince the fat man to run with me, and that ten cows would not be able to turn back if he had identified him. But I don't plan to run for my life alone, not to mention whether I can find a way out, just food and water

Lack is enough to kill me.

I'm going to fight to the death with Black Manro here, and the closer it gets to the Gate of Eternal Life, the worse its loss of strength becomes. When we get to the stone platform, maybe it's already fragile, and we might be able to kill it, to

Few can die with it.

The fat man finished firing a magazine and said, "Okay, I'll help you." I'll add a fire to it first, it's getting darker and darker, don't waste this big candle. ”

After the fat man finished speaking, he took out an incendiary bomb from his backpack, bounced open the safety and threw it directly.

Although the fat man has been using his pistol to stop the black manroe's progress, the black manroe is still very tenacious to approach us, at this moment, the black manroe is already less than twenty meters away from us, and the two sides have arrived

You can prepare for the stage of hand-to-hand combat.

'Bang'

As the incendiary bombs exploded, flames rose into the sky, and a heat wave hit the face. Due to the close proximity, I was almost overwhelmed by the oncoming heat wave, and my body lost control and fell backwards.

I heard the fat man scold. "Grass."

Then I saw the fat man standing sideways and lunging at me.

My body was slightly vacated, and my out-of-control body leaned back, my face and eyes up. At the moment, for such a short moment, I couldn't adjust my body posture, even though I knew that I fell on my back like this, on my back

It is highly likely that Jack will die as a result.

However, in a short moment, the fire in front of me suddenly went black, and my body seemed to fall into a whirlpool, and a suction force made my body fall like a meteor. (To be continued......)