Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Master Who Seems to Be a Friend But Not an Enemy

When I saw it, I was immediately surprised, wasn't this the old drunkard who grabbed my trouser leg that day?

At this moment, he was still carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and after opening it, he took two sips, and only after being satisfied did he say to me with a smile, "Meet again, boy, the last time you stepped on me, I haven't settled the account with you." ”

I frowned and said, "How could it be you, aren't you a street bum, what, want to help him?" ”

"No, no, no." The old drunkard smiled and waved his hand, "What you see is just an illusion, there are so many homeless people on the street, you can be sure that they are not the down-and-out rich people somewhere, or..."

Between the last time, I really couldn't listen to it anymore, so I interrupted him, "Okay, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense, so if you are an enemy or a friend, don't talk nonsense, if you are a friend, get out of the way, this zombie is a danger to the world and must be eradicated." ”

The old drunkard was not moved, smiled and said, "Boy, is this how Song Tianshan taught you to respect the old and love the young, I have already reminded you last time, you are still like this, disappointed, too disappointed." ”

My brow tightened and I asked in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you!" How did you know my master? ”

"Well, I'm just a wandering drunkard who travels all over the world, as for how I know your master, just ask him, but this zombie, you can't kill it yet, he's still useful to me, if you have to do it with me, just a few dolls, not my opponent!"

Such a provocative sentence, don't say that I can't bear it first, the fat man took a step forward and pointed at the old drunkard and shouted, "Your sister, what kind of master is the old drunkard pretending to be, there are four of us, you are alone, where does the confidence come from." ”

As a result, before he finished speaking, the fat man's head was knocked, and before I could see it clearly, I was surprised to find that the old drunkard did not know when he arrived at the fat man, and the person who knocked him was also the old drunkard.

I took a step back, looked warily at the old drunkard, and said, "Who the hell are you, don't pretend." ”

The old drunkard smiled and said, "I told you, I want to know my name and ask Song Tianshan, I don't have time to mess around with you little dolls, you, little fat man, next time keep your mouth clean, otherwise if you run into someone else, it's not as simple as knocking on your brain, go first, bye." ”

The old drunkard waved his hand at us like a child, and then he was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the street with Senior Brother Tang Xuan.

The fat man hid on the ground with his head in his hands, bared his teeth and shouted, "Damn, old drunkard, don't let me touch you next time, it will hurt me to death." ”

I smiled wryly and walked up to him and said, "Are you alright?" ”

"Nothing? You let him knock it and try it, his hands are the same as iron, fortunately the fat man has my head iron, otherwise he will not fall down and slander him, hiss~"

The fat man snorted again, and I patted him on the shoulder and said, "This person seems to be a friend but not an enemy, so wait until I ask the master what he is talking about." ”

I walked into Qin's house quickly and saw that Tang Xuan was sitting weakly on the sofa, breathing heavily, although there was a cup of tea in front of him, he didn't drink it, and kept looking at the tea leaves floating on the tea.

Sitting opposite Qin Ming and his wife, the two of them also looked very nervous at the moment, I walked over, they immediately leaned over, and whispered to me, "Brother Chang'an, this person is so weird, he hasn't spoken, we don't say anything when we ask, just look at the teacup, is he that..."

That, referring to mental illness, I shook my head and signaled them not to be nervous, walked over to Tang Xuan and sat down.