Seeing that he stood up, he had to press the hinge lock button on the start-stop switch in one go.

Tugo's psychological defenses finally collapsed completely, and he tried his best to drown out his voice as a loud stone crusher. Go out of your way to ask: what do you want? Tell me, what do you want?!

"Huh? What are you talking about? He shook his head blankly. The smile that had always been on his face had long since disappeared. A mouthful of thick phlegm hung on his forehead and he was smiling, but now there was no smile on his face at all.

Not only did Brother Tu's psychological defense line completely collapse, but his atrium was also empty and couldn't find the edge. He was aimless like a headless fly, trying to take his last breath, but he was still empty and couldn't find the edge.

In an instant, he poured the strength of his whole body into the dantian, and shouted with all his strength to the hand that was standing aside and watching coldly and was about to press the lock button: Wait! Please wait a moment! Let's talk!

The little white face broke off the three-phase electric gate knife, and the stone crusher made a loud "clang" sound as the end of the idling. He stared at the knife for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at Brother Tu in a cold tone and said:

I will release the lock button first, and slowly let you stand firmly on the iron teeth of the feeding port. Please be sure to stand firm, and think about what you want to say, what you can say and what you should say. Your money on the road is already a pile of ashes, see?

It burned very thoroughly, which means that I hope you will temporarily put aside the idea of whether the status of the two of us is equal.

As long as I am not satisfied with your answer, I will close the gate, and then everything will be over. But I won't press the hinge on the upside, what does that mean I hope you understand.

To show you my determination, I'm going to smash the stop-stop switch in front of you.

This means that you don't have a second line of insurance available. You can't get on the road right away if I push the switch. I think the best outcome is to wait for the blood to run out, the scientific theory is about half an hour.

But don't trust the science, because the pain of a shattered shin bone can make you last more than 30 minutes.

Did I make that clear enough?

Clear, very clear.

Okay, I'll put you down to earth now. A friendly reminder to you, this is also your second chance to spit into my mouth.

The hinge is not a "smack" sound, but a regularly spaced "click~da" sound. Brother Tu stood still for a while, but he didn't have time to let the bare foot board feel the discomfort caused by the slightly hot iron teeth that had been idling for a long time.

On the channel steel façade where the crusher starts the gate knife, Xiao Bai Face tightly sticks the start and stop switch of the electric hoist to the wooden slats that grow out in order to install the gate knife so that it will not be short-circuited.

He clenched the hammer and smashed it down with all his might. After a splash of sparks, the smell of burning wood paste, the start-stop switch was completely shattered.

The two were slightly embarrassed for a while, and Brother Tu was used to speaking first. He moved his feet in small increments. Although the hand has not been lowered yet, it is much more solid than hanging in the air.

After his feet were completely steady, he asked in a hoarse voice: I haven't asked for advice yet, my brother's surname is your surname.

Zhang Saiwen.

Good guy, the surname Zhang is a big surname, and my ancestor's surname is Wang. Later, Wang was forced to change due to the avoidance of a certain dynasty and a certain generation. Zhang Wang is a family, Brother Saiwen, can you reward me with another cigarette.

I tend to calm down when I smoke, and I guess it takes a lot of brain power to ask about what you want to ask. I thought it would be convenient to answer you word by word......

Half of a cigarette was smoked, and Zhang Saiwen took out a transparent document bag from the travel bag at his feet. Flip the front and face Brother Tu and ask: Did you send these two pieces of paper?

Brother Tu said slowly word by word, brother, can you get closer? My eyes have started to have a bit of astigmatism and presbyopia due to the scars on my face.

After a long time of careful study, I organized the language and said slowly word by word: I want to think about how I should tell you. I did send these two pieces of paper.

But looking at it that way, I'm not sure I've ever sent it to you. That said, I'm not sure if I sent these two pieces of paper.

When did you send these papers?

About six or seven years ago, I received these papers. After a long and secret visit, I couldn't find who sent it to me.

You know I'm good at fighting, killing, but I'm really not good at doing this kind of mental work. There are no people around who are good at this, so ......

So what?

Before I say anything, let me tell you a story from my school days. Can you light me another cigarette?

The light blue smoke rose in a curling curl, and the smoke did not have the out-of-body volatilization method of the previous two:

When I was in school, especially in high school. A tricky prank is especially popular in our school. Or we shouldn't call it a prank, a game or pastime to pass the boring time of adolescence.

This game is specifically operated like this: after the sophomore liberal arts and sciences are classified, those students with good grades will be divided into rocket class, experimental class, and first-class class......

Anyway, in a word, it is classmates with good grades and classmates with poor grades, whether you are brothers, lovers, young or close friends. Anyway, after the arts and sciences are divided, your basic fate in this life is over.

Zhang Saiwen stepped on the cigarette butt under his feet and twisted it and said: Don't exaggerate your words, I also went to high school. I'm also in the rocket class, I'm not the person in your eyes who often says that fate is over!

Brother Tu hurriedly answered: That's right, I told you the reason, you will understand our bad thoughts better.

Surely your Rocket Class students will never feel unkind, let alone speak up. There is even a special sense of righteousness between brothers, such as taking the initiative to help make up for classes or something.

The problem lies in the mentality of us poor students, how difficult it is to find a compatible friend and playmate during adolescence. From the day you walked into the rocket class, the mentality of our poor students began to collapse.

Young people whose mentality has collapsed will not learn from the pain and catch up. Everyone played tricks together, and the former friends and brothers were pretty much the same.

For example?

For example, the way we played the most widely and was the most popular among our poor students was that we played back then. First, write a long letter in imitation Song style, copy it repeatedly, correct punctuation and typos, and then go to a copy shop on the street.

There are tens or even hundreds of copies in one go. The photocopy was carefully written with a carbon pen and the names of his former friends and brothers were quietly stuffed into the mailbox and sent to them.

Sent out widely, anyway, none of the rocket classes were spared. Some of them are even sent to other schools, and there is always someone who can help you get the roster. Then just send them out one by one.

What are you sending? No, what was written in the letter and then copied a lot by you?

That's the point, bro, those things seem childish and ridiculous now.

The painstaking copying and copying is nothing more than saying that you are a lucky classmate who has been chosen by God.

You have to copy dozens of copies and send them out for bad luck. One letter is not criticized by the teacher, ten letters are very popular with students, and one hundred letters of C9 schools are not good without you......