Chapter 636: Dog Fighting
But now is not the time to fight, so I deliberately put him in the army: "If you don't believe it, then you can go now."
After a pause, I asked, "Tell me, how many men do you have?"
"It's a few dozen people."
I rubbed my temples and had an idea in my head: "Divide your people into two parts, the weakest into one group, and the most capable in one group."
Regarding my proposal, Zhang Zhenhai was obviously a little skeptical: "What do you want to do?"
I couldn't help but scoff a few times: "One side feints, the other side of the main attack, holding the head and spanking."
"You know the art of war?"
"This is the way to beat the dogs in the countryside."
From the time Zhang Zhenhai asked me, I knew that my identity as a prisoner was slowly leaving me.
I turned around and urged, "What are you doing in a daze?"
Zhang Zhenhai put away the stunned look on his face and rubbed his chin a few times: "Ma San'er! Take the brothers to the backyard!"
This horse boy named Ma San'er gave birth to a thin monkey face, and a scar went down from his eyebrows to his nose, and he couldn't wait to write the word "wicked" on his face.
Hearing Zhang Zhenhai's words, he hurriedly nodded his head.
By this time he had already walked up to me, and my big body squeezed me into the corner, and put one hand around my shoulder.
"Boy, you'd better prove what you say."
His figure is almost the same as Zhang Shaoshan, and his shoulders are even a few points wider than Zhang Shaoshan, and I am not much bigger than a chicken cub in his arms.
Zhang Zhenhai is like a thief, even walking on my side when he goes down the stairs.
When I got to the backyard, Zhang Zhenhai sent me away from my shoulders and snorted at the black press.
"It did as you said, and then?"
I was thinking about what to do when I suddenly heard a siren outside the yard.
The nerves that didn't relax immediately put me into a fighting state, and I turned my head and quickly asked, "What kind of car is this?"
Ma San'er glanced at me and laughed ruefully: "What's the matter, the manure pumping truck is also under your control?"
I thought about it for a while, and a few of them climbed up the fence, but before I could get on my stomach, I felt a gust of wind blowing down my back.
When I looked back, I couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Are you thinking I'm going to run?"
Zhang Zhenhai hung on the edge of the wall with one arm, snorted, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"
"What for?"
I took out a cigarette from my pocket, leaned on the wall and smoked: "Capture Chen Changming alive and prove your innocence."
As I spoke, I fingered the manure pump, "You got this thing for me."
Zhang Zhenhai's eyes are exactly the same as Zhang Shaoshan, a mad cow alive.
"Who is *** calling?"
Sometimes, kicking your nose in the face isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Like, now.
I can feel that my position in Zhang Zhenhai's heart is slowly changing.
Now this bone eye can't tolerate half a point of weakness.
"Zhang Zhenhai, huh?" I spat in his face, "You don't have the right to treat me like a criminal until it's clear."
"Let me remind you, the brand is in my hand, and you and the people behind you are all mine!"
The corners of Zhang Zhenhai's mouth glanced at it obviously, revealing a hint of hideousness: "It's a little interesting!"
"Just do as you say, isn't it just a manure truck, get it for you!"
"Ma San'er! You ......."
"Wait, I'm not done."
As soon as Zhang Zhenhai was halfway through his words, I immediately called out to him, casually ripped open the wine list on the table, and quickly filled the small half.
"I want what is written above."
Zhang Zhenhai took it and took a look, grinned, and obviously gritted his teeth when he spoke: "Give it all to him!" It's not bad!"
Even though he was 10,000 reluctant, he agreed.
It's not unusual, but it's definitely hard to get at night.
Even, he scolded me as he deserved.
Ma San'er took the note, scratching his head and scolding, but he still turned his head and complied.
I pondered it carefully, and my opinion of Zhang Zhenhai changed slightly.
It is not excluded that he has the psychology of watching the excitement, but after all, he believes in me and is willing to toss with me.
This means that this person is not as unbearable as I thought, at least not a confused house.