How dare they look down on drug lords?

How dare you?!

When I saw the corgi trembling at the door of my thatched hut, and Old Joe turned his head away mercilessly, I remembered all the big brothers I had seen in society in my life, and found that it was impossible for that group of people to tie up together to carry old Joe's shoes.

Look at how people handle this.

After the shot broke the wrongdoer, after having the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, he comforted the cook, and then used his 'might' to roar everyone away, leaving an indelible shock in their hearts.

After these three kicks, who doesn't tremble when they see him?

Not to put it bluntly, even if Old Joe sneezed next to the greenskin soldier at this time, the kid had to squat down with his head in his hands.

Look at the evil in human nature that people give you use, cleanly.

I have rarely admired anyone in my life, but at this time, I have admired Lao Qiao to the point that it is difficult to attach.

Even in the following days, Old Joe became the little old man who loved pets again.

Yes, Old Joe is a very rare pet.

He has a cat, and he has a huge fat Maine, which he holds every day, even if he gets a cat hair, he has to hug and kiss, and he talks to the cat almost like coaxing a child: "Oh oh oh ~ Little poor miss grandpa?" ”

He also had dogs, and in addition to the corgi who had fallen to his death, there was also a teddy, and the dog dared to run on him when he sat down, and then lay on his lap in the sun.

And horses.

Old Joe loves horses, such a big warlord, a drug lord, and a local ruler actually gave Matthew hooves in person, can you believe it?

Every time he finished repairing the horse's hooves, he would ride the horse around himself, and then wash the horse before sending it back.

The most important thing is that whether he is playing with cats, dogs or horses, he is in full view of everyone, not hiding or dodging, like the head of the village.

And since he came, I haven't heard the cook mutter, 'What's going on with old Joe?' and put almost all of his energy into the sterile lab.

85.83%、87.96%、89.91%！

When he failed to get the purity to 90% three times in a row, and there was no need for Old Joe to threaten him, the cook himself panicked.

Because when Old Joe got up in the morning, he began to ignore him.

Lao Qiao was not like this when he first arrived, he would say hello to the cook every morning when he got up, and told the cook with a smile on his face: "Don't stay up late, your face is white." ”

But after failing to raise the purity three times, Lao Qiao walked straight over in front of the cook in the morning, without saying a word.

Yes, since Lao Qiao came, the cook has not slept for a day, and he gets up early every morning and goes to the sterile laboratory for research.

If it weren't for the power of a shot that day, without that human life as a foreshadowing, Lao Qiao might need to waste a lot of tongue to clean up this goods, now?

No matter where the chef goes, he is like a nervous disorder, constantly muttering all kinds of chemical formulas, and even when he encounters any problems, he will stand still and think about it for more than half an hour.

Old Joe, murder is punishable.

"It's out!"

"It's out!!"

When I heard the cook's excited voice again, it was three days after Old Joe arrived at the village.

At that time, I was cleaning in the cook's room, and the green soldiers took a box of opened Chinese on the cook's bedside table, and then the cook's shouts came from all over the yard.

I didn't dare to move, I stayed up and cleaned up everything before I turned around and walked out, at that time, the cook, Lao Qiao, and the green soldier officer were standing together, and the cook was holding the testing instrument and shouting frantically: "91.84%!" ”

“91.84%！”

"I'm done, old Joe, I'm !!"

The cook's excited face distorted, as if he had been completely released under great pressure, and the Greenskin Officer smiled as if he had seen a reward.

What about Old Joe?

Stretched out his hand and patted the cook's arm, and said plainly: "It's good." ”

His words automatically changed in my ears to be: "Doesn't this save my life?" ”

Then, step away.

I didn't talk about rewarding meritorious deeds.

Old Joe seems to have deliberately made his actions unpredictable for you to guess, so that everyone can neither understand the context nor get the result.

"Does he think I'm slow to come up with this result?"

The cook looked at the officer in disbelief: "But this sterility test has only been back for three days!" ”

Did you see it, Lao Qiao's abnormal reaction began to make the cook feel palpitations, what kind of storm can this kind of person raise?

What's even more unexpected is that when everyone felt that Lao Qiao would not give any attitude, a few cars came to the village that night.

The green pickup truck brought down boxes of beer and liquor, and there were many fancy women sitting in the cars.

At that moment, the cook opened his mouth excitedly, as if the child had finally got the toy he wanted, rushed towards the group of women, and took them into his arms for two or three before he laughed out loud.

Only then did Lao Qiao lead a team of green soldiers into this courtyard, and asked the green soldiers to wrap the sterile laboratory tightly, just in case.

I haven't seen any of these women, but they should also be the handrail girls of an entertainment place in Mengneng, but in terms of quality, they are much taller than the 729 park, all of them are one meter seven tall and slender figures.

At that time, I was eating in a thatched hut, and I was still eating curry rice.

Old Joe set up a table in the yard, and when the Greenskins brought out of the car and filled the table with all kinds of delicacies, Old Joe turned to look at me.

He walked slowly, with a steady pace.

Then he entered the house generously, stood in front of me and asked, "You, you can't hear me, can you?" ”

I looked at him and stuffed a wooden spoon of rice into my mouth.

Old Qiao was embarrassed, sighed and scolded: "I won't be dumb." He glanced left and right, and found that there was no one available, so he turned his head and said to me: "There is an old saying in our place, it is better to fall into a group than to leave one behind, do you understand?" ”

I looked straight at him.

"Love understand, don't you understand."

Old Joe reached out and took the poke from my hand, placed it on the ground at random, and then took my arm and dragged me out of the house, and just like that, I was pulled out of the room and pressed next to the table, the last seat.

"Build!"

I was still holding the wooden spoon in my hand, and I didn't move.

Old Joe had already taken a step out, turned his head to see that I didn't make any movement, simply took out a rib from the plate, stuffed it directly into my hand, and looked at me: "Build! ”

I hesitated to take a small bite tentatively, and then he turned his head in satisfaction and sat down in the main seat.

(End of chapter)