Chapter 351: Opening the mouth is the last word
I saw the old man straighten his waist, pointed to the iron fence door that was kicked open by Roger, and scolded: "You little rabbit cubs kicked the gate of the cemetery in front of me and wanted to slip away? See if I don't open your ass!"
As soon as these words came out, Roger and the others understood that this old man was the grave keeper here, or why didn't there be a piece of good meat on his face, and the co-authors were all beaten by those zombies. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Moreover, don't look at the old man's injury is not light, his temper is not small, he staggered forward and grabbed Roger's cuffs with two steps: "Come over to me! I don't sleep in the middle of the night... And the bastards who just ran away... Where's your cell phone? Take them out and call your parents! Don't even think about leaving here if they come to pick you up!"
The old man babbled and stretched out his hand to pull Roger, but he never thought that the boy was not young because he was not strong, and he did not drag himself, but staggered twice.
Roger glanced at the embarrassed grave keeper and said "hey..."
It's not 'hey, your Yida~', it's the kind of 'hey' like 'hey, this thief...'.
The old man doesn't seem to have figured out the situation...
Scratching his chin with his wand, Roger looked at the old man, and directly scolded back with a strange yin and yang on his mouth: "Listen to what you mean... If you want to kidnap us, we have to inform our family of the ransom, which is a bit too much. ”
If Roger had been a respectful and young man, he wouldn't have instigated Aberforth to fight with his older brother... Those two Dumbledores were over a hundred years old, and they were much older than the grave keepers.
"Nonsense!" the old man suddenly let go of the hand that was holding the boy's sleeve, pointed at him with a trembling anger and said, "This cemetery is public property!
"According to British law, the crime of destroying public and private property is a monetary offense, that is, the amount of damaged property must reach 5,000 pounds to meet the criterion of constitution, I don't think the broken thing can reach 5,000, right?" Roger interrupted the grave keeper with a smile, and without hesitation, he distorted the old man's original meaning: "And the intention to kidnap... That's enough to be a criminal offense. ”
Roger knew this kind of thing very clearly, and the old man opened fire as soon as he came up, so it was even more impossible for him to explain what was going on here.
"You, you, you..." The old man was trembling by the boy's robbery, and he couldn't even finish his words. Roger's call was heartbreaking...
The boy reached out and patted the grave keeper on the shoulder, and explained with a pleasant face: "And even if you don't want to kidnap us and make a profit, then how can you call the police to tell them? I kicked a 13-year-old child and broke the cemetery gate?
"But I'm not an unreasonable person, and I'll give you the money, just because of your pitiful donations. Roger sneered with a thorn in his words, and reached into his coin bag to dig it out, but unfortunately there were several layers of 'stolen goods' looted in the supermarket, and it was a bit difficult to find a few pieces of paper...
So he had no choice but to stretch out his hand to the old lady: "Did you bring any money?
Caroline rolled her eyes, not understanding her brother's intentions, but she still took a small wad of bills from her pants pocket and handed it over.
Roger took it and didn't count it, he stuffed it directly into the old man's jacket pocket, the old man's face was flushed with anger, and he was about to speak, but he was preempted by the boy: "What's the matter? Don't want money, then you also admit that I didn't kick the door, then I'm happy." ”
The old man had already been beaten by this set of tapes, although he was blind in one eye, but the other one was very good, at that time there were two little girls' flashlights, he could also see clearly, the door was for them to break.
But although what the boy said was damaged, one thing was right, no matter how rusty the door was, it was also welded with iron bars, and a strong man might not be able to open it if he kicked it several times, let alone this kid?
The grave keeper felt that he had punished countless bear children had finally been defeated by another even more bear child today...
Taking advantage of the fact that the old man could not get around, Roger, who had won a great victory, beckoned the two girls to retreat safely.
Not far away, Caroline couldn't help but ask out loud: "You threatened and intimidated so much, didn't you still pay for it in the end? ”
"Joke!" Roger snorted disdainfully and asked rhetorically, "You think I look like such a tasteless person?"
"No, you are!" said the two girls in a firm tone, in unison.
"I'm afraid I'll kill him by mistake. Roger replied angrily.
If it weren't for the fact that the old man was repaired by zombies and couldn't walk, wouldn't you be able to do it?
"Then why don't you explain it properly, you have to make a bad impression?" asked Hermione.
"Explain, how do you explain, admit that I kicked the door?" Roger explained as he walked with an eyebrow, "I can tell that the old man belongs to the kind of lonely old man who is short-tempered, has an excessive sense of justice, and is still stubborn and follows the donkey. ”
"To deal with this kind of person, either follow the hair, or just come to remember it ruthlessly and don't let him react, otherwise the oil and salt will not enter..."
"For someone with this temper, you say to him, 'Oh, the situation is too urgent right now, we rushed to save the world, and we broke the gate?'
"Anyone who listens to it has to think that you are lying, and it is the kind of bad lie that plays people, and the old man is kind if he doesn't smoke you. ”
Hermione smacked her lips and was silent. Every time I hear Roger's heretical explanation, I always have the feeling of 'it makes so much sense that I am speechless'.
"After talking so much nonsense, I just ran away. Caroline said with her arms crossed and pouted.
Roger glanced at the old lady: "It's really tasteless..."
Caroline jumped to her feet angrily: "..... You're the only one who is not qualified to preach about this, right!?"
At this time, although the fog had not yet dissipated, the surroundings were no longer so dark and rumbling, and the sky began to brighten.
It's morning.
After a night of running, not only was Hermione exhausted, but even Caroline couldn't stop yawning, and her physical strength could not withstand the mental fatigue.
Roger fumbled with his mobile phone to see the time, and later remembered that the mobile phone had been smashed by the big praying mantis, so he simply didn't care what time it was, and directly took out the compass and searched for the monster that popped up in the book.
The pointer points in all directions.