This cook has lived enough!

He actually felt that he could threaten Old Joe.

And the reason why these greenskins kept me behind was completely revealed at this moment.

Because this cook once told a green-skinned soldier about the synthesis method of ice, the kid estimated that he wanted to subvert everything and become the king of himself, and finally made a situation where Lao Qiao had to come forward to clean up, so Lao Qiao was forced to find a 'deaf and dumb man' to serve the chef.

At this time, I happened to escape from the mountains......

"Hey, get me a bottle of wine."

That's what he said to me.

He felt that I was a subordinate, an ordinary person dressed in Wa costumes, and that I should serve him;

He felt that Lao Qiao would never let him go, even if he handed over all the experimental records of making high-purity drugs, it would be impossible, so he would simply be a powerful man in the village, and Lao Qiao would not dare to kill him anyway.

And I, obviously heard every word he said, and understood every word he said, but it was impossible to give any response.

Pretending not to hear, he turned around and walked out of the house.

The cook was stupid.

He has never been ignored like this, with his identity, no matter where he is in northern Myanmar, it is impossible to be ignored, at most, he will lose his freedom, and even the overlords of that party will tolerate him in every way, who will let the technology in his hand equal to money!

Under the pressure of this multiple emotions, the sensitive nerves of the cook were teased by me......

And I warned myself again and again at such a critical moment that no matter what sound came from behind for a while, I would never be able to react.

After I had walked more than five meters, I saw through the window glass that the cook had taken out a pistol from the officer's waist while he was unprepared, and the next second ......

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

Four shots were fired in a row.

I have no grudge against the chef, so he naturally has no reason to kill me.

All he did was think he wanted to react forcefully after being humiliated.

In the afterglow, the chef aimed his gun downwards and pulled the trigger, the bullet following my footsteps.

Poof, poof, poof, poof.

Dust erupted from the four craters behind me, and the officer pounced on him, knocking the cook down, and at that speed, after he had dragged the cook's wrist in the air, fired two more times at the roof of the shed.

I didn't look back at the shock of the rest of the greenskins, and all I heard in my ears was a completely incomprehensible Burmese language: ", this kid...... It's kind of handsome. ”

"What's handsome? He's deaf, have you forgotten? If I could hear the gunfire just now, I guess I would have been scared and scared. ”

"Then I think I'm a little handsome."

I walked in front of everyone, my legs were trembling when I entered the thatched hut, and after sitting on the bed, I didn't know what was wrong with my face, and I began to sweat endlessly, and I couldn't control it at all.

I even shook the wooden bed to the point where it would make a 'click' sound when it hit the wall, and I ended up sitting on the floor in fear of being heard.

At that moment, I felt that the calmness of the big brother in the face of life and death was nonsense!

How can anyone have a big heart that can hold life and death?

If you think there is, then, have you ever seen the moment after those big brothers shine in the face of life and death?

Did he have a person who was trembling, and when the tension was relieved, he would open the door and appear in front of everyone, to continue the previous legend, you know?

I'm someone who's really heard the gunshots, I've seen Ah Yong pull the trigger, I've seen Ah Da shoot and kill, I've seen AK fire all over the mountains, and even so, when I saw the cook pull the trigger behind my back with a gun, I almost shrank down and crouched down.

In fact, I had already shrunk my neck, but it was very small, and at the moment I was about to shrink, my brain began to force my body to straighten up again, like a conditioned reflex.

Because, I can't be exposed.

I want to smoke.

I want to get a bottle of cold beer and pour it down.

I also want to drink a sip of spicy liquor, not soy flavor, not soft, if you want to drink it in one gulp, you can feel a line of fire burning in the esophagus.

But at this moment, there was nothing in front of him.

I could only hold on.

Are you a man?

Do you know men?

That's what men are.

Or rather, difficult.

I slept on the floor that night, and I was in tears as a big man on the floor.

I don't understand why I suddenly collapsed, nestled in a corner and didn't move.

Even at dawn, I didn't know when I fell asleep, only that my nose was blocked and I woke up.

All I have to do is continue to walk to the room where yesterday's gunshots rang out, and I have to pretend that nothing happened.

"Hey!"

"You're pretty awesome!"

These are the words of the cook, who had drunk the night with the officers when he entered the room.

He also said: "Really, you are the most awesome Wa I have ever met. ”

Under the Chinese he spoke, the officer naturally said in Chinese: "Didn't I tell you?" He was deaf. ”

Both of them were drunk, their tongues were curled, and their faces were all burgundy, with a little bit of the silly state after the 'upper hall'.

I didn't say anything, but still bent down to pick up every bottle in the room, and the cook's voice came again at this moment: "What's wrong with the deaf?" Deaf, I also think he's pretty good. ”

"As soon as I saw his 'hard' face from the inside out, I felt that this was a great man."

Actually, my appearance is quite bluffing, not how fierce I am, but I am born with a coldness, no matter how far I stand beside me, it will make people feel 'hard', and it is really not my own ability.

And the habit of putting on such a 'hard' expression is an experience gained from life, because this expression can save you from a lot of troubles in life that should not exist.

As long as the other party thinks that you are not easy to mess with, in fact, many things will be solved.

It's true.

On the contrary, the more polite and grinning you are, the more you will be the one to be bullied.

Of course, this kind of person is also very advantageous, that is, when people come up, others are generally defenseless.

"Dude, I'm talking to you, you know?"

When I reached for the bottle on the table and grabbed the cook's wrist, he said to me, "What do you mean?" Don't give face? ”

"Look down on me?" I watched him say this, and looked at the officer in confusion, but the officer just shook his head and did not speak.

Then he shook my hand away and said to the officer, "Actually, I'm pretty good!" ”

"Even if I know that Lao Qiao is a pit here, I~ don't I still step in it?"

"Actually, I knew I couldn't leave before I came."

"No matter how good the conditions Lao Qiao gives me, it is impossible to let me go, which poison lord will let his cook leave?"

"My death is nothing more than a matter of time, as long as this bit of craftsmanship in my hand is fully mastered by Lao Qiao, it will be my death, you say, isn't it?"

As he spoke, I didn't stop moving, tidying up and wiping the furniture around me, and when I was done with all that, all that was left was mopping and sweeping, I turned around and walked outside, and let the cook in the house talk nonsense, and I sat down on the steps of the door, without even looking into the house.

(End of chapter)