Fake Mechanic

() The big pig was slaughtered, the big tree attracted the wind, Lu Boyan I was famous and killed countless people, it is normal to have a lot of enemies staring at him, but the person in front of him clearly said that he knew that Luo's stinky tofu still asked Lu Boyan for recommendation, why did he change his words so quickly? After smelling the smell, the slight killing intent mixed with the smell and smell of stinky tofu rushed straight to the top door, making the fat man want to break his head and not understand what happened between the two of them.

I lost the tofu eating game, so I made a mess?

The obscene thoughts came up again, the fat man's face was stiff, and he put down the chopsticks that were broken into four pieces in his hand. It seemed that 1000 yuan of stinky tofu was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak at all.

The middle-aged uncle saw the scene where the fat man broke the chopsticks with a shake of his hand, his eyes lit up, he looked at the fat man meaningfully, and continued to eat while not forgetting to say, "A young and light person actually has such strength, it's true Rare."

The fat man seemed to be sitting naked in front of the other party, and he was seen thoroughly. This feeling was really uncomfortable. How could someone who can be called Ban Lu Zhan Huang be an ordinary uncle.

He looked at the restrained middle-aged man who was still eating, and an even more absurd idea came to his mind. Could it be that he deliberately wanted to eat up the 200 yuan a day of stinky tofu in Lao Luo's shop, so that Lu Boyan would come immediately? Don't have to eat?

Although I also feel that this guess is unreliable, but now my mind is in a mess, my judgment has all left home, and all the rest in my mind are all kinds of strange thoughts.

"Who is your teacher?" The uncle raised his head and asked while eating, "If it's inconvenient to say, don't say it."

In front of this kind of senior character who knows how powerful he is with his butt, the fat man is left with slander, and he doesn't dare to act recklessly. After thinking about it, he replied seriously, "I have many teachers, I don't know which one the uncle asked. .”

This is the wretched fat man, even if he jokes around with the truth, he will never take the risk of telling a lie.

The middle-aged man laughed again, "He's very clever, and knows how to do Tai Chi."

The fat man thought for a while before he understood what the other party was talking about. This kind of ancient earth boxing technique has long been lost, but this uncle came up with it casually, which made the fat man feel a little weird in his heart, but he still couldn't figure out why it was so weird. place.

The hand holding the chopsticks scratched his head again, and when he put it down, the bracelet given by Ruoxue slipped out of his cuff.

The red and blue stone clattered and rolled to the wrist, the fat man was a little embarrassed, this bracelet is really feminine, he usually wears it tightly and refuses to show it in front of others, today he scratched his head a bit more, and he showed his secrets if he didn't pay attention.

The string of red and blue stones has not been polished, and their appearance is not good. Even the fat man didn't pay attention to it. He just picked it up in Bailingxing's wilderness mountain stream. If it wasn't for Ruoxue's gift, he might have put it in the drawer. All my life, I will wash my face with tears and be ashamed of others.

The uncle accidentally caught a glimpse, his eyes straightened, he didn't care about a piece of stinky tofu in his mouth, a giant palm stretched out as fast as lightning, and grabbed the fat man's hand.

The fat man was startled, his wrist seemed to be clamped by giant metal clamps, and he couldn't move.

The uncle looked at it carefully for a long time, and then laughed.

After letting go of his hand, he continued to chew, stared at the fat man and asked a question with a relatively large jump in thinking.

"Have you heard the story of the bead and the box?"

The fat man shook his head, the feeling that his wrist would break as easily as a fragile matchstick when the other party exerted force made his heart shudder.

Facing the gun butt, facing Fan Xiaoshan, he didn't feel like he was facing a big enemy, and he didn't know whether it was because he was shocked by the opponent's aura, or because he instinctively sensed the opponent's superior strength and felt awed.

Unaware, the uncle explained.

"Once upon a time, a poor man picked up a wooden box with a big pearl in it. Later, the pearl fell off. The man felt very distressed, thinking that his days of being well-fed and well-fed had been ruined again. Only later did he know that the wooden box was a thousand years old. Agarwood, if you break it off casually, it's worth ten or eight catties of pearls."

The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but said, "Uncle, you just say that you can just buy the box and return the pearl. Why do you say it so poorly, as if I haven't studied in my life."

Seeing that he was quite dissatisfied with the story itself, the middle-aged man smiled even more happily, "Pretend I didn't say it, pretend I didn't say it, how old people like to preach and show off, don't take it to heart."

For the fat man who has not yet returned to normal thinking state, Wei is a little speechless.

"You said you were poor before, but they were clearly saying that this string of stones is worth a lot. You are sitting on a treasure mountain and you don't know it. That's why you reminded me."

The fat man who came back to his senses looked at the string of beast soul stones on his wrist as if awakening from a dream, and then asked, "Uncle, do you mean that these stones are very valuable?"

The middle-aged man nodded, then shook his head, "It's not just valuable, but most people don't enjoy things that are too valuable. Have you heard the story of He Shiyu? I advise you to put them away honestly."

How could He Shiyu have never heard of it? The person who presented the treasure lost both legs and eyes in the end, and the fat man's heart trembled again. He always felt that the person in front of him had a bit of a talking habit like the old man. It's like saying that I'm pregnant with my crime.

Speaking of which, except for the fat man's 20 yuan, the middle-aged man ate up the remaining 180 yuan of stinky tofu, and the plates piled up in a stack.

I saw him beckoning the shop owner to come over, and casually threw something into the other's hand, even though he just glanced at it, the fat man could tell that the little thing was crystal clear, obviously it was some kind of precious item like a gem.The shop owner didn't refuse, he caught it and put it in his pocket. The middle-aged man nodded, wiped his mouth with his palm again, and let out a long breath.

The fat man's cheeks started to twitch again, which is really a prodigal. After eating a few slices of stinky tofu, he went to a gem. It seems that the other party can't help but understand the way of bartering, and he is also a person who hides money in plain sleeves and pays the bill. His actions are extremely familiar, as if he has done something countless times, without even a trace of fireworks.

So fucking proud!

The middle-aged man seemed very satisfied with the fact that he had killed all the shares by himself. Looking at the gradually increasing number of passers-by around him, his eyes were a little more leisurely, as if he was feeling the feeling of revisiting the old place.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the fat man felt vaguely expectant in his heart, and he was still idle when he suddenly remembered that there was still half a box of cigarettes from Fan Xiaoshan in his pocket, so he hurriedly took out one and handed it to the other party.

Seeing that the uncle was smiling and lighting one, the fat man couldn't help sighing secretly, Mr. Fan is Mr. Fan, the sentence that there are too many people who love to smoke is really a profound philosophy of life in the ordinary place.

With the smoke in hand, the life between the two drifted away with the smoke, and the speed of acquaintance accelerated a bit.The middle-aged man seemed to be a chatterbox too, and the two of them sat at the small table chatting about something, and as the cigarette burned down, the fat man finally got to know him a little better.

The main purpose of the other party's coming to East Imperial Capital was to take something old from childhood back home. As for meeting a friend with the surname Lu, it was just a incidental matter.Hearing that the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, he was vaguely disappointed. The uncle was not in a hurry to find Lu Boyan, and he became more and more useless, but he didn't know what important thing he was talking about from his childhood.

For a person who can drop a gem to pay the bill, this item is probably more commemorative than actual value.

Uncle Tie didn't know the little calculations in the fat man's mind, and when he was full, he smoked a cigarette like a tired idler in the Zhabei District who was basking in the sun on a beautiful autumn day, with his eyes wandering around and his mouth tsk-tsk from time to time.

At first, the fat man thought he was looking at the scenery everywhere, but then the click of his tongue turned into a whistle, which caused a passing young woman not far away to stare at each other, and cast a fierce glance at silent people like stinky hooligans and old wolves. When he condemned, his jaw sank and he realized that he had misread.

This rich uncle suddenly completely replaced Lu Boyan's previous impression in his mind. Even the calm smile on his face, which was not at all ashamed, seemed to be declaring to those beautiful girls all the time.

"What's wrong with me being a wretched uncle? Seeing you is the greatest compliment to you, sister."

What does it mean that like attracts like, this guy still doesn't admit that Lu Boyan is his friend, if this nima didn't know that he is indeed not the Emperor Slayer, the fat man would almost equate him with the person described by the gun butt.

I love food and beautiful women, it's not bad at all!

There is an art college not far from the night market. Most of the female students in eye-catching college uniforms pass by. This one seems to be a better loli. Every time I see sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls with short skirts fluttering and ponytails swaying through His vision became more undisguised. If he hadn't heard him whispering that being young is good and youth is invincible, Fatty would almost have regarded him as a strange uncle who wanted to do something wrong.

Since ancient times, the uncle has loved loli, and the true meaning has been revealed through hard work!

Watching with him all the way, the fat man also received blank stares.

Near ink is black, I didn't want to, but I was shot while lying down.When the time came to get used to the supercilious eyes, the fat man didn't care anymore. The old and the young all opened their hearts and eyes with their legs open, and from time to time they all smiled, looked at each other with a heart, and communicated slyly and silently. .

It's just a matter of everyone raising a sign and scoring all the way.

The two of them had a great time playing this afternoon, Wei just pretended that nothing happened, the fat man was a shameless man, and met a wretched uncle to lead the way, in the lingering smell of stinky tofu, he could only use There are four words to describe it.

But when the two whistled at the same time this time, as if they wanted to completely blow up the skirt of the loli girl walking in front of them before they were reconciled, Wei coldly reminded Fatty.

"I just intercepted a few wireless alerts. Three groups of patrolling military police are rushing here. Judging from the moving route, it seems that the destination is where we are."

The fat man was startled, his first reaction was that the current girl is too difficult to mess with, and he will report to the police just by looking at it?

Wei showed his figure, and gave him an annoyed look.

"The word Secret Service was mentioned in the police report, so do you still think it's just for hooliganism?"