"Look, we're having a good chat, why are you so impatient? How much do I owe you for your meal?"
The little fat panda still had a smile on his face. He was as thick-skinned as a city wall and couldn't even be penetrated by bullets. He said with a smile.
"Stop smiling so playfully at me, I'm just going to ask you one question: tell me where Yao Mei is, and that's it. Where did all this nonsense come from?
Have you been single for too long and are nagging yourself to no end?"
The python rolled his eyes at the little fat panda and said contemptuously.
"Brother, you know me so well. Are you also single and have met a soulmate?"
The little fat panda's eyes were shining, as if he were seeing a long-lost relative, and his eyes were a little moist with excitement.
"Stop! Stop! I can see it. You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you won't look back until you hit the wall!"
Let's do this, let's have a duel, whether it's a literary or a physical fight, it's up to you to choose.
In this way, whoever wins will unconditionally agree to the other party’s request. It’s fair!”
The boa constrictor quickly stopped the little fat panda's natural nagging mode. He also noticed that even if they talked until tomorrow morning, there was still no result.
If the soft one doesn't work, then the hard one will do it. There will be consequences for life or death today.
The python is still very confident in its own strength.
"Brother, what is a literary fight and what is a martial fight? Can you explain it clearly first? I don't want to take advantage of you."
The little fat panda's eyes were shining with stars, and the python's heart went crazy when he saw it, and he said weakly.
"Ahem, cough, cough, please don't look at me like that, okay? I'm very panicked.
Literary fighting means that we compete with bare hands and no rules. We can use any moves until one party admits defeat.
Fighting means we both use weapons, swords and guns, no matter life or death, which one you choose."
The boa constrictor avoided the burning eyes of the little fat panda, felt weak in his heart, and said in a low voice.
"A manly man must choose to fight with force. Fighting with literature is something only women can do.
If you are born as a hero, you will die as a hero. You are a leader, so you must die standing up."
After hearing the introduction, the little fat panda immediately straightened his waist, his face was serious, his eyes were sharp, he became full of energy, he made an impassioned speech, and his tall and powerful image was immediately revealed.
The instant change of the little fat panda shocked the python. Could it be that the little fat panda is a master?
How about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in front of you, and just wait for the opportunity to deal with yourself?
That's not possible? This little fat guy didn't see anything special. He didn't want to fool me and then find a chance to escape!
The python immediately became alert and became cautious, carefully observing every move of the little fat panda.
After the little fat panda gave an impassioned speech, without saying a word, he took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at the python.
This frightened the python so much that he thought to himself: Why does this little fat guy not play his cards according to the routine and just do whatever he wants? He is so unethical!
You might as well give me a hint!
The python's eyes stood up, its pupils suddenly tightened, its body was arched, exuding murderous aura, and it was about to pounce on the little fat panda.
He was confident that he would hide when the little fat panda fired the first shot and would not give him the chance to fire the second shot.
You can insert your own dagger into the little fat man's chest. Although you can't find out the whereabouts of Yaomei by doing this, there is no way. Who makes the little fat man so annoying? Only in this way can he shut up.
The python knew it was risky, but it was his only chance to survive.
The moment the python was about to get up and pounce on the little fat panda, the little fat panda made a move that surprised him. The movement suddenly froze and did not get up.
Then the little fat panda turned the muzzle of his gun, his eyes became extremely gentle, and he said softly: "You and I hit it off as soon as we met. In my heart, you are already my confidant. How can I take advantage of you!"
I’ll give you this gun. If you want to use it, use it. If you don’t want to, don’t use it. I still have one, so that our duel will be fair. Are you right?”
The little fat panda threw the pistol in front of the python and said softly: "I'll count to three, let's start at the same time, life or death depends on it, take care!
one two three!"
The little fat panda didn't give the python any time to think. After counting to three, he took out another pistol from his waist and pointed it at the python.
The python was so frightened that he didn't care about anything else. He threw away the dagger in his hand, threw himself at the pistol on the ground, rolled on the spot, grabbed the pistol, stood up, and shot the little fat panda.
With a crisp "pop" sound, the pistol in the python's hand fired a little flame, flickering in the breeze, looking so weak and helpless.
The surroundings instantly became quiet, with no other sounds, as if time had stood still.
The python was instantly petrified, its face turned pale, its eyes were straight, and cold sweat was pouring down from its head.
The little fat panda held the pistol with a smile, walked up to the python slowly, pointed at his head, and said softly: "Guess whether the one I have in my hand is a real gun or a lighter. There will be a prize for guessing correctly.
oh!"
"You are cheating! You are cheating on me!"
The python was furious, its face turned from white to red, and it shouted at the top of its lungs.
"Why am I cheating, you say?
When I threw the gun to you, you didn't ask me if it was a real gun, right?
Did I mention it was a real gun?
I said if you want to use it then use it, if you don't want to use it then don't use it, did I say that?
Did I force you to use it?
I said count to three and start taking action. You can definitely use a dagger!
Was it you who wanted to kill me, picked up the lighter yourself, and blamed me?"
"You! Him! Me!"
The python was speechless when asked by the little fat panda. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Okay, now that the martial arts situation is like this, do you want to admit defeat or not? Give me a happy word. Isn't it just a matter of eating a peanut?
See how worried you are, just tell me whether you eat or not, whether you admit defeat or not, that’s it. Why is there so much nonsense?
Why, after being single for a long time, I learned to talk to myself."
The little fat panda has a way of talking and irritating people, and he can even make the dead angry again.
"I, I, I, I give up!"
The boa constrictor didn't want to die yet. He knew that if he continued to harden, this fat man with no sense of moral integrity, no humanity, and no bottom line would really give him a peanut to eat.
"Hehehe, look, it's such a simple thing, it makes you sweat all over, aren't you tired?"
The little fat panda got the advantage and behaved well. He picked up the suitcase with a smile, hummed a tune, and walked slowly to the stairs.
"You haven't made a request yet? I don't want to owe you a favor!"
When the python saw the little fat panda swinging away, he gritted his teeth and shouted at him.
"I'll tell you then. Don't worry, I'm not a forgetful person. Let's play again next time!"
The little fat panda didn't even look back. He shook his little chubby hands in the air and shouted loudly.
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