Chapter 600: Enwei

PS: The brother with the ticket smashes hard, hehe!

After learning about Stilwell's experience, Wang Yong remembered that when he was a child, he let out a loud fart in class, and was later called a fart basket by his classmates for a semester, and he deeply sympathized with Stilwell's experience. But out of curiosity, Wang Yong still insisted that Stilwell take off his wig to take a look, Stilwell repeatedly pushed and pushed, and finally Wang Yong officially gave the order, Stilwell compromised, and took off the wig very reluctantly.

Wang Yong stood on tiptoe and looked at Stilwell's bare skull, and saw that there was not even a hair root on it, so he asked curiously: "Damn, how did you get like this? How much money do you have to save for a haircut?"

Stilwell rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, I was almost injured when I was a kid watching people fight, and after that day, my hair fell out and didn't grow a single one. ”

Wang Yong nodded abruptly and said, "Oh, it turned out that I was scared." When the others heard this, they looked at Stilwell with disdain and mockery.

Wang Yong pointed to a guy who laughed the most and said, "Mocking the lord, the capital crime, execute it immediately." Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and the person who was pointed at by Wang Yong was dumbfounded.

The two guards behind Wang Yong looked at Fuller with a melancholy face, and saw that Fuller didn't react when they saw that Fuller had nothing to do with him, so the two guards also took a few steps forward, tied the guy Wang Yong pointed at a few times, and then pulled out the big sword at his waist and slashed at the man's neck.

When the guard's big sword was just swung down, Wang Yong stopped in time, and the guard's big sword was only a fist away from the unlucky ghost's neck.

It all happened so quickly that before the people nearby could react, the unfortunate man fell to the ground with a pale face, trembling all over, because he had just felt the breath of death, so close to death.

Wang Yong squatted down and untied the rope on the unlucky ghost with his own hands, then helped him up with a smile and said, "Don't be afraid." I'm just kidding you. The unlucky ghost stood tremblingly in front of Wang Yong, bowing his head and being silent for a long time, but his legs trembled vigorously.

Wang Yong sneered and said sharply: "It's nothing for comrades-in-arms to joke with each other, it's normal, you can enhance your relationship after laughing, but if you deliberately ridicule it, it's different, it will not only affect the comradeship between each other, but also hurt the self-esteem of others." What is a comrade-in-arms, a comrade-in-arms is a person who can give his back to the other party on the battlefield, even closer than his own brother. You say, is it appropriate for you to laugh at Stilwell so much?"

The unlucky ghost still lowered his head, and after a while, he said with an aggrieved face, "I know it's wrong, but I wasn't laughing at Stilwell just now." ”

Wang Yong said displeasedly: "Then what are you laughing at?"

The unlucky ghost hesitated for a moment, then stole a glance at Kelly, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Report sir, I was laughing at Chief Kelly just now." ”

Kelly pointed to his nose with a stunned look on his face and said, "Laugh at me, what's wrong with me?" and everyone looked at the unlucky man.

The unlucky ghost pointed to an item in the bag that the guard had opened and said timidly, "I'm laughing at that, that panties should be our wing captain's." When everyone heard this, they looked at the baggage on the ground, and saw that there was indeed a pair of bells and whistles boxers inside. Then they all covered their mouths and snickered, but after thinking of what happened to the unlucky ghost just now, they hurriedly straightened their faces, and they didn't dare to laugh.

Kelly stared straight at the boxers that had been trampled dirty by the horses' hooves. After reacting, he groped around his body for a while, and after making sure that the one in the burden was his own, he hurriedly stepped forward and picked up his underwear and stuffed it into his arms.

Wang Yong was almost angry, and looked at the unlucky ghost with an aggrieved face. Zhengse said: "It seems that I really wronged you just now, but although you are not laughing at Stilwell, you are also laughing." It's just laughing at Kelly, you're still at fault. However, it is a mistake for me to draw conclusions without investigating it in advance, and I apologize to you here. As he spoke, in the stunned eyes of everyone, Wang Yong solemnly bowed to the unlucky ghost and apologized.

The unlucky ghost was stupid when he saw this, and he didn't react until Wang Yong straightened up, and he didn't dare to salute again and again.

Wang Yong smiled slightly, grabbed the unlucky ghost and said: "No matter who it is, if you are wrong, you must admit it, this is the rule of our seaside, I hope everyone can remember this." That who, just scared you enough to make amends, um, um" Wang Yong thought for a while, in order to lead by example, gritted his teeth and said: "Say it, what do you want? As long as it's not too much, I will satisfy you." ”

The unlucky ghost was stunned for a moment, seeing that Wang Yong didn't seem to be joking, and was extremely sincere, the dissatisfaction and grievances in his heart just now disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a deep admiration for Wang Yong, who did not shirk and had the courage to admit his mistakes.

In the midst of everyone's chaotic proposals, the unlucky ghost thought about it very seriously, and finally said to Wang Yong with an expectant face: "Lord Lord, I want something that can smoke." Wang Yong was stunned when he heard this, and after a little thought, he understood what the unlucky ghost wanted.

Seeing that the corners of Wang Yong's mouth twitched, the unlucky ghost said with a weak heart: "Other things are fine, you don't have to want that." ”

His words had already been said just now, and Wang Yong was embarrassed to regret it in front of so many people, so he took out a cigar with a painful face, and asked with a hint of luck: "Is this it?" The unlucky ghost's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.

Wang Yong lowered his head and looked at the cigar in his hand reluctantly, and finally gritted his teeth and turned his head away, but the hand holding the cigar stretched out to the unlucky ghost.

The unlucky ghost was overjoyed, took the cigar and put it under his nose and sniffed it fiercely, and then couldn't wait to take out the flint and other things to light it, took a big puff, and was choked and coughed again and again. The others surrounded the unlucky man and asked how it was like to smoke a cigar, and the unlucky man was not stingy, and after taking a puff, he handed the cigar in his hand to the others for everyone to taste.

Wang Yong smelled the fragrant cigar, and his addiction to cigarettes was also hooked, so he took out half of the cigar butt and lit it and took a big puff to enjoy the stimulation and fragrance of tobacco.

Fuller came to Wang Yong's side and said with admiration: "Boss, I'm convinced, you can make so many fame with such a small thing." Wang Yong winked at Fuller, then stuffed the cigarette fart in his hand into Fuller's mouth, blocking his later words.

Wang Yong was not idle, but blinked his mouth and squeezed into the crowd of cigars, looking at the guys who were choked with red faces and thick necks, and looking at the few cigars left, Wang Yong yelled: "Stop, cigars are not smoked like this, you are wasting." The soldier with a cigar in his hand heard Wang Yong say this, and looked straight at Wang Yong, his eyes full of puzzlement and inquiry. (To be continued......)