Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Tramp

When we came to the back kitchen, it was relatively quiet, and the earth dog turned to us and said, "There seem to be more than a dozen people outside, I don't know who revealed the information, maybe you were targeted when you came, you go through the back door first, and I will cover you." ”

The fat man and I were led to the back door, and when we opened it, it was a small alley, empty, except for a few rats scurrying around on the ground.

After making sure that there was no one outside, the fat man and I walked out.

"Be careful on the road, forgive me for not being well entertained today, and I will definitely treat you well next time."

"You're welcome, Brother Dog, then we'll go first."

Dirtdog nodded, and when we turned, he closed the back door and returned to the bustling bar lobby.

The fat man and I went to the mouth of the alley, looked around, and ran out without anyone else, only to be caught by a homeless man lying under a tree.

The homeless man was full of silver threads, holding a wooden gourd in his arms, and the smell of wine came from it.

He grabbed my feet and burped and said, "Boy, you've stepped on my clothes, you know... Do you know, hiccup~"

I glanced at the door of the bar and said, "Drunkard, spread out of me, don't play drunken crazy with me, when did I step on you." ”

"Hey boy, how do you talk, what is a drunkard, do you know how to respect the old and love the young, and want to find a smoke."

The drunkard pointed at me and spoke erratically.

In front of the public, I couldn't make a move on him, so I could only squat down and laugh at the fire, "Then old man, what do you want to do?" I'm still in a bit of a hurry here, so don't make a fuss. ”

"Hey, old man, am I very old, will I call someone, who is your kid, do you have a tutor!"

"I'll go, an old drunkard moral kidnapping, fat man's temper."

As he spoke, the fat man raised his arms and made a gesture to hit someone.

When the drunkard saw this action, he shouted directly, "Come and see, this little kid doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young, and wants to beat me, everyone will judge it." ”

Hearing the drunkard's unscrupulous shouting, my face instantly sank, the golden mangs flashed in my hand, and the drunkard let go of me in an instant, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he continued to drink the gourd wine.

Faced by the old drunkard, the assassination group came out of the bar, and one of them happened to see me, and he pointed at me and shouted, "There, fucking kill him for me." ”

Everyone rushed towards us, and I was so angry that I said to the old drunkard, "You owe it enough, fat man, why are you still stunned, run!" ”

The fat man and I ran as hard as we could, but the thing ran faster than me, and even threw me off a lot.

After running about five kilometers, when I finally reached a place where no one was, I couldn't run anymore, so I stopped and turned to run at some of the pursuers.

They all stopped out of breath, put their hands on their knees, and said with a deep breath, "What are you running?" ”

I gasped for breath and said, "Damn, if you don't chase, I'll run a fart." ”

The members of the assassination organization on the other side were stunned, waved their hands and said, "Damn, you messed it up, run, why don't you run." ”

"If you don't chase it, I definitely won't run away."

I wiped the sweat from my forehead.

The other side took the lead for a moment, and said, "Don't give Lao Tzu a mush, boy, today is your death, give it to me, and avenge Captain Cui Shan!" ”

The crowd rushed up and beckoned me with all sorts of weapons.