Chapter 7: The Bandits
What are these three people doing at the fork in the road?
Needless to say, of course it's a bandit!
It's in the middle of nowhere, and it's a major traffic artery. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThose who, like Niu Er, can't take the official road for various reasons, have to pass through this intersection from south to north.
Occupy such a choke point and not rob passers-by, is it really a charity to invite people to rest and drink tea?
Niu Er was held hostage by a dwarf winter melon and a young man with tattoos on his face, and walked towards the pergola.
A dark shadow, with a hoarse cry, flew down from the sky and landed on the pergola.
It was a crow, with black feathers, shining brightly in the dazzling sun.
The crow moved his two feet, stood on the edge of the pergola, and looked condescendingly at the three-way intersection and looked at Niu Er.
Walking into the pergola, the dwarf winter melon had already reached out to take off the burden on Niu Er's body and handed it to the middle-aged man.
Niu Er stared at the middle-aged man's face.
Middle-aged people, the most attractive thing is that face.
On that face, the most eye-catching thing is his eyebrows.
The eyebrows of ordinary people, two on the left and right, grow on their respective eyebrow arch bones. In the middle of the eyebrows, a piece of skin and flesh is exposed, which is called Yintang.
The middle-aged man did not have a seal.
In the middle of the eyebrows, sparse black hairs grow, connecting the eyebrows on both sides, connecting the two eyebrows into one.
Niu Er stared at the middle-aged man's horizontal eyebrows.
Of course, Niu Er knows that he can't always stare at a person's face, especially a stranger, especially at the position of his eyes.
Such a provocative move is highly meaningful, and it is likely to trigger conflict.
Not to mention staring at people.
You try to find a dog, keep staring into its eyes, and believe it or not, the dog bared its teeth and barked at you.
It's just that the more Niu Er doesn't want to see it, the more he can't help but watch it.
The middle-aged man didn't care, so under Niu Er's gaze, he untied Niu Er's burden and laid out the things inside one by one.
This guy is the leader.
The middle-aged man in the lead rummaged through Niu Er's things. With a kind smile, the dwarf winter melon picked up the tea bowl and handed it to Niu Er and said:
"Come, sit down and have a cup of tea. ”
Niu Er, his heart was jumping wildly, hesitating whether to make a move with these three bandits.
Bandits, bad guys, even if you hurt them, don't you deserve it?
Of course, the premise is that Niu Er can beat them.
The middleman with a horizontal eyebrow picked up the bag containing the beans, opened the bag and sniffed it. The young man with the tattoo on his face reached out to take the corn noodles and nest, but was blocked by the middle-aged man, grabbed a few fried beans and stuffed them into the young man's palm.
The young man, of course, was not satisfied, squinting at the middle-aged man, but could not say anything. Stuff the fried beans into your mouth and chew on them with a clucking sound.
The dwarf winter melon took a sip of the tea bowl that Niu Er didn't answer, and asked Niu Er:
"You're in such a hurry, go to the funeral for your family. ”
I'm going to give you a funeral!
Niu Er squinted at the dwarf winter melon and didn't say anything.
The middle-aged man took out the cow rib from the burden again, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and then handed it to the dwarf winter melon.
The dwarf winter melon laughed, took the cow rib under his nose and sniffed it, and said:
"That's interesting. ”
The young man with the tattoo on his face didn't know what the dwarf winter melon was laughing at, and he didn't care what he was laughing at. Staring at the flesh and bones, his eyes flashed with excitement.
The dwarf winter melon shook the flesh and bones in his hand under the young man's nose and said:
"Tell me what a bone it is, and I'll give it to you. ”
The young man didn't think about it and said:
"Pork bones, of course. Is it still human?"
The dwarf winter melon snorted, turned his head to Niu Er and said:
"Tell me, what kind of animal bones are these? ”
Niu Er didn't want to talk, and the young man with the tattoo on his face yelled at Niu Er:
"Talk, you're dumb?"
Niu Er glanced at the young man and said:
"As long as you can eat it, it doesn't matter what kind of animal it is. ”
The dwarf winter melon snorted, sniffed the meat bones under his nose, and said:
"Eating is not the same as eating, of course. If you don't ask clearly, you can eat it when you open your mouth, and if you don't do it, you will eat your life. ”
As he spoke, he asked the young man again:
"Right?"
The young man with the tattoo on his face was all focused on that piece of flesh and bones. What the dwarf winter melon said, I didn't hear it at all. Hearing the dwarf winter melon ask him, he nodded in agreement. A pair of eyes never left the meat and bones that the dwarf winter melon held in his hand.
Dwarf winter melon said:
"Let's just say this bone. If it's a pig's bones, then God has taken pity on our hard work for days and sent us a big deal. But if it's a cow's bones......"
Dwarf Winter Melon said and turned to look back at the middle-aged man behind him.
The young man with the tattoo on his face suddenly asked:
"What a big deal, where is a big deal?"
The dwarf winter melon glanced at the young man, looked at Niu Er again, and said:
"Those who can eat meat from time to time are from large families with good fortunes. Carrying meat and bones on the road, he must be the son of a big family. If we really catch the son of a big family, wouldn't it be a business? ”
Dwarf Winter Melon said, looking at Niu Er, and there was obvious hesitation in his eyes.
Niu Er looks like this, he really doesn't look like the son of a big family. The long-term workers working in the fields are about the same.
Halfway through the words, I won't talk about it. The young man with the tattoo on his face waited for a long time and couldn't help asking:
"What if it was a cow bone?"
The middle-aged man had already slapped the young man on the head and said:
"That's not what we're all the way with. ”
Niu Er looked at the middle-aged man with horizontal eyebrows, and the middle-aged man immediately showed the card and asked Niu Er:
"What is this?"
What the. There are words on it, and you don't know how to read it yourself?
Niu Er knew that the middle-aged man, like himself, was also illiterate.
The middle-aged man saw that Niu Er did not answer, and then handed the card to the dwarf winter melon. The dwarf winter melon put down the meat and bones in his hand and took it and looked at it.
It seems that dwarf winter melons are literate. It's just that the handwriting on the cards, which is stacked with twists and turns, is not easy to read.
Dwarf winter melon took the cards, looked at them for a long time, and said a "big" word. Then, he leaned his head into the middle-aged man's ear and muttered something.
The middle-aged man listened, and a pair of eyes stared at Niu Er, revealing a different look.
The young man with the tattoo on his face had already taken the opportunity to pick up the meat and bone and bite it hard.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and snatched the meat and bones away, then pointed to Niu Er and said:
"Fight him. Defeat him, and the flesh and bones will be yours. ”
The young man with tattoos on his face looked at the middle-aged man, and then turned back to look at Niu Er.
Dwarf Winter Melon glanced at the young man with tattoos on his face, and said to Niu Er:
"It's best to do whatever you have, don't be polite to him. This kid has squatted in prison, and his hands are black. ”
The young man with the tattoo on his face had already jumped outside the pergola and pulled out of his stance.
Niu Er didn't know what the dwarf winter melon was muttering to the middle-aged man.
It's just that since you are looking for a fight yourself, then you can't blame me Niu Er for bullying you with his martial arts.
Niu Er stared at the young man with the tattoo on his face, and stepped out of the pergola.