Chapter 585: The Dog Bites the Poor

Although the bandits caught a dragon, but overnight, because they didn't pay attention to it, they didn't know who stole it. The black bandit cried for a while, because it is no more precious than other things, not to mention gold and silver, even if it is beautiful love, in comparison, it is also quite inferior, not the same.

With no property and no woman, living alone in a deserted village, facing the eyes of many people, I heard heavy rain outside. The wind was howling, and the voice of a person could be faintly heard, obviously scolding his mother, which made the bandit almost angry for a while, is there such a bully?

The dilapidated hut was almost outrageous, and the wind outside, because of the wildness of its power, almost blew up some heavy stones, and the old tree beside it was also uprooted at this time, and it fell down, just crushing the dilapidated hut of the black bandits. "Mom, now I live in it, it's almost not as good as a thin man's house!" The bandit didn't dare to go out of the house for a while, and stayed in his own room, muttering and complaining.

The bandit wanted to come out to see the outside world at this time, but for a while, because the big tree pressed the door of his house, and I don't know who hated him so much, he secretly set a fire while he was not paying attention, and the house was blazing for a while. There was no way, the bandit jumped out of the house, originally paralyzed, but because of the raging fire, the disease was scared for a while, and it was miraculously cured, otherwise, with his body paralyzed, it was impossible to escape from the sea of fire.

Although he jumped out of the fire, for some reason, it may be because he was too eager to survive, and when he jumped out, one leg was already broken, and it was extremely inconvenient to walk, and he was paralyzed, so he could almost only climb at this time. The black bandit sat in front of the door of his house, and this fire burned for a while, maybe God couldn't bear to burn everything about himself, so it rained heavily for no reason, fortunately the heavy rain fell in time, otherwise, he could only watch it all come to naught.

After the heavy rain, everything became quiet, the sound of gossip, for a while, all gone, but at this time I vaguely saw a person coming over, the male and the spirited, this person is none other than Hua Bo. Because the black bandit usually relies on his strength is too strong, he always wants to bully Hua Bo, at this time, he saw that he was paralyzed, and the house was on fire for no reason.

"What are you doing?" At this time, the bandit was paralyzed, and he fell, and one leg was useless, so he could only lie on the ground full of muddy water.

"My day your old mother!" Hua Bo was also very angry for a while, because he was not unclear about what the bandit thought of his own woman on weekdays, and at this time he saw the black bandit lying in the mud, quite unhuman, so he was furious and scolded his mother.

Not only that, seeing that this black bandit couldn't move for a while, he even wanted to beat him out of anger, otherwise, this was stuffy in his heart, and it was not a thing. But looking at this black bandit, although the left leg is not good, but the right leg is still there, and he originally raised the stick, but he had to put it down.

"You want to hit someone?" The black bandit roared, and when he heard the black bandit roar like this, Hua Bo was so frightened that he couldn't do it for a while, so he put the stick away again, with a smile on his face, saying that he didn't dare.

Hua Bo sat down and chatted with the black bandit, and while chatting, he kept looking at his right leg, afraid that this person's right leg was good, and he had the strength to get up for a while, so he could only suffer death. Seeing that this flower uncle didn't dare to do anything to himself, the bandit was quite tolerant of the disrespect of this person before for a while, so he no longer cared about it, but smoked a cigarette with him.

At this time, after the rain, it was clean, and the sun gradually came out of the clouds, and it looked quite beautiful. Hua Bo looked at the black bandit at this time, and when he heard his loud roar, he knew that it was not easy to deal with, so he threw away his stick, and as the flowing water gradually faded away, he finally saw nothing.

And Hua Bo, because he had nothing to do on this day, had to sit in front of the door of the black bandit's house, talk to him a little, talk about the interesting things about Lu Town, or talk about the romance of this courtyard, which is all good. Of course, it's good to rely on the right leg of this bandit, otherwise, Hua Bo may really do it at this time, because he is not good, and it should not be a problem to beat such a paralyzed patient.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Hua Bo, because the bandit usually acts and thinks about other people's women everywhere, otherwise, why would he come to the door of his house for no reason at this time and talk to him? Seeing that there is no gap to take advantage of, otherwise, this bandit is not an ordinary character, if you don't get it right, it will kill you, but you can't be careful and cautious!

At this moment, a strong wind blew, and the black bandit's dilapidated house collapsed suddenly because of disrepair. Seeing this scene, Hua Bo couldn't help frowning again, this person's life has become like this, at this time, not only did he not want to come forward to help, but even wanted to pee in front of the dilapidated house of this black bandit, let me take advantage of the fire to rob and extinguish this person's prestige.

And the bandit saw that his house had collapsed, and if he didn't repair it, it wouldn't be done, and at this time he thought of Shaoqiu, and wanted the scholar to repair the house for himself, but this place was a little far from Shaoqiu's house, and for a while, it was not easy to call the scholar. can only rely on himself, and this Hua Bozhi is a person, and the black bandit is not unaware, he only knows that he climbs the strong, and for the weak, this person will never have any sympathy.

The bandit wanted to get up and repair it himself, but because he was paralyzed and seriously injured, he couldn't move for a while, so he had to watch the house continue to be dilapidated. At this time, Hua Bo stood up, walked to the door of the bandit's dilapidated house in three or two steps, looked at the collapsed door, and peed on the door of the bandit's house, and let out a super big fart, which smoked the bandit so much that he almost fainted to the ground.

Hua Bo saw the black bandit lying on the ground with weak energy, and for a while, he felt that he had a defecation, but there were no toilets anywhere near and far, so he got into the black bandit's house and pulled in it. And this flower uncle because of diarrhea, and he hasn't been out of the compliment for a few days, when he at this time, his voice is very unbearable, so that the black bandit almost wants to fight with him for a while.

In order to defend his homeland, the bandit got up from the ground, and went forward without hesitation, and at this time he also got into his house, but because he didn't pay attention to the back, a big dog came at some point, and saw that the bandit had become such a flower child, so he bit the bandit's right leg. Otherwise, this bandit might really get into his house and get into contact with this flower boy.

"Oh my God!" For a while, the black bandit could only shout to the sky, because after being bitten by a dog, he couldn't move for a while, and he was paralyzed, so he could only stand in front of the door of his own house, and he couldn't do anything at all.

The bandit sat back on a stone and was busy dealing with the wounds of the dog's bites, such as squeezing out the poisonous blood, otherwise the venom would penetrate too much into the human body and cause more damage to the body. In order to make this venom flow out quickly, the bandit even kept sucking it with his mouth at this time, otherwise, the venom would flow into this body, and no matter how good the medicine was, it would be a little difficult to achieve the effect of treatment.

When he was squeezing the venom like this, all of a sudden, he saw someone beating him with a stick, but he only saw the face of this person clearly, because this person wrapped a piece of cloth on his face for no reason, and at first glance, it seemed to see the existence of a ghost. At this time, the sky also became pitch black, almost to the point where you couldn't see your fingers, otherwise, with your own eyesight, you should be able to see this person clearly.

The man struck the bandit with a stick, and then he quickly left, and did not dare to fight, otherwise it would be very troublesome if his fucking right leg was healed. After a long time, when he got up from the ground and looked at it, he found that there was no shadow of Hua Bo in front of the door of this house.

"I saw someone beating Lao Tzu just now, but who is this?" For a while, the bandit couldn't think of it even if he thought about it, but he vaguely felt that this matter might be related to Hua Bo, because he clearly saw Hua Bo enter his house and pulled down a bubble of in his house very unfriendly.

The bandit's right leg, after one of his own treatments, was miraculously healed and he was able to walk again, so he bandaged it a little, and wanted to go into the flower uncle's house to talk to him, and ask him who had beaten him. But this is only a few steps away, and this is not good, because the paralysis is not yet good, probably because the dampness is too severe, and it is impossible to get rid of it all at once.

He reluctantly stood up, and leaned in front of the door of his dilapidated house, and held on to the beam, trying to get his own door up. But at this time, for some reason, it rained in the sky for no reason, and the rain fell loudly, and from time to time, my body and head were damp, and there was no place at all that was dry.

Finally, it couldn't hold it anymore, and together with the house, it collapsed again with a bang. The black bandit was lying in the mud, and there was still a piece of wood pressed on him, and it was impossible to remove this wood at this time.