Looking at the muzzle of the gun, I felt a bitterness in my heart, if it was me, when I opened the door, I saw someone vomiting at my door, I would be angry and want to shoot the other party, of course, the most essential difference between me and him is that he really has a gun to destroy me, and I am just a fantasy in my head.

"What, don't shoot, I'm here for the Psion." I hurriedly said such a sentence in my not very good English, and then I shouted a spirit mage in the local language, of course, I learned these three words from Lin Yuhan, and now the voice is called a weird.

Either way, the muzzle of the gun that was originally aimed at my head was lowered.

This shriveled head was actually an old man who had been rolling around me with his little eyes before, and now when he heard me call out to the mage, he said a series of words to my face that I couldn't understand.

I was full of helplessness, and finally realized a strict problem, this special mother, I don't speak Arabic, Arabic is the official language in Egypt, and French is the lingua franca, as for English, hehe, anyway, this old guy in front of me can't understand.

I am from the English department, and I can also choose a second language for elective courses, but first, the second foreign language will start in the second year, and second, our whole dormitory has decided that in order to watch blockbusters in the future, the second foreign language must definitely choose the island Chinese.

As if aware of the problem at a glance, the old man suddenly raised the barrel of the gun again, but fortunately he did not want to shoot me, but pointed the barrel of the gun at me, and then pointed into the room, obviously wanting me to go in.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that I didn't want to collapse ah, this special mother was nervous before, and she didn't even take into account the smell outside, and now as soon as the whole person relaxes, I am so smoked by the smell here that I want to vomit, but look at this guy's face, if I dare to vomit again, I'm afraid I will really have to go to the underworld to seek an errand.

It's very dark here, and I can roughly guess that this should be a very long corridor, and the corridor is very narrow, and with my 130-pound body, I have to walk on my side here.

The old man led us all the way to the end of the hallway, and then he groped around the wall, as if he was looking for some kind of switch, and it wasn't long before a dim yellow light lit up in front of me, and the yellow light came from the wall in front of me.

"How much does it cost to change a light bulb for Teniang?"

Looking at this light bulb that I don't know how long it has been used, I complained in my heart, through the dim light, the old man's corpse-like figure was even more terrifying, and in a trance, it seemed as if he really crawled out of the ground.

There was an iron door in front of me, he pulled it from his waist, took out a bunch of keys, and opened the door, this time it was not dim, but there was a burst of light, to my relief, this light was at least incandescent light, to be honest, I really can't stand the dim light from the old light bulb, and the special mother is very depressed to see.

The old man was the first to go in, the arrangement was very simple, three chairs and a table, there was nothing else, and at this moment there was a middle-aged man sitting in the room, this guy was a white man, he looked like a fat pig, and the horizontal flesh on his body filled my sight.

He also has a big yellow beard on his face, the beard is very thick, and it covers half of his cheeks anyway, and it is such an old man who looks like five big and three thick, at this moment, he is very delicate and constantly sipping the small teacup in his hand, pretending to be gentle and elegant.

It's just that in my eyes, his behavior can't help but be a bit of a fool.

As soon as the old man walked into the room, he spoke respectfully in the bearded man's ear, which made me wonder what the old man said in Whitebeard's ear, because just before, I clearly felt a killing intent flashing in the bearded man's eyes, and this killing intent was obviously aimed at me.

After the old man's words were finished, the bearded man didn't even look at him, and still tasted the tea in his hand, but maybe he felt that the old man was standing next to him a little bit of ruining his artistic conception of tasting tea, and the bearded man finally waved his hand like a black boss.

I noticed that the old man's face was visibly relieved at the sight of the bearded man's behavior, and he then gestured to me, motioned for me to tell the bearded man what he was asking, and then left the room quickly.

I looked at the bearded man curiously, and said that he was really special in his arrangement, so he put me aside and tasted the tea by himself, and even asked me to sit down politely.

I looked at this guy for a while and sat down honestly and unceremoniously.

"Hmph"

As soon as I sat down, the bearded man's mouth let out a cold snort, as if he was very dissatisfied with my current actions, his head that had been lowered was also raised, and he glared at me with a fierce look, this gaze was very hard, and even made the fat on his face shake a few times, originally I already thought that Bi Dou was the fattest among the people I knew, but I didn't expect that there was no fattest in this world, only fatter.

I don't know exactly what this bearded man is trying to do, but one thing is for sure, I don't know what string is missing from his head, and now he wants to give me a dismount.

Although I have asked him, if I really can't know what I want to know from his mouth in the peaceful way that I think, I don't mind taking his soul away in a murderous way, and I can naturally torture him when the time comes.

Thinking about this, I naturally didn't have much to worry about, slapped the table hard, and glared back in the same way, but I always felt that even if I stared out my eyes, the lethality was definitely not as powerful as this fat man.

So I decided that I had to stimulate him with words.

"Ciao, what are you staring at, believe it or not, Lao Tzu deducted your eyeballs out."

I always believe that in terms of the lethal ability of language alone, our Chinese is the most powerful, and the momentum of shouting is also the strongest.

The bearded man was obviously stunned by my words, but what made me speechless was that this guy's face calmed down instantly, his right hand was raised slightly, and a pitch-black gun hole slowly appeared in front of my eyes.