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Chapter 0006 Hands-on

After changing the car make, we drove without daring to enter the county's commercial street. We could only find a small hotel in the surrounding area. Since we were here for business, in order to prevent emergencies, we stayed there.

A room was opened.

There are only four beds in the room, which is definitely not enough for sleeping. The Qingzhong family has no intention of sleeping. They smoke methamphetamine and can go without sleep for at least three days, and they can even go without food.

"You guys should sleep in the shift, don't sleep too hard, this place is not our territory, be careful, I'll sleep for a while first, and I'll take your place in the middle of the night!" Dakang yawned a little tiredly, and lay down on a bed

On the bed.

"Hey, idleness is idleness, how about I guide you to improve your IQ and play poker!" Chenchen was bored and took the lead in making suggestions.

"You're just a fucking boy who gives away money. Do you have money?" Although Wang Mumu is not very good at poker, his vision is not ordinary. Most people are not willing to play.

"Don't be ink-stained, I still have 1 yuan left. Xiaofei, do you want to play with Zhang Wei?"

"What are four people fighting for?" I really didn't like to talk to them and kept talking to them.

"Hey, four of us, are we going to fight against the landlord?" Wang Mumu said, seemingly understanding.

"Fuck you sister, four people are fighting against two landlords. Can you do it? Fighting against landlords is a fucking game between three people!" Chenchen was speechless.

"My new research method is to play with two decks of poker together!" Wang Mumu said proudly.

"Then let's play, Wang Mumu, you fucking lost, don't cry!" Zhang Wei said, fearing that Wang Mumu would cheat, so he said with vaccination.

"The east wind blows the war drums! Go and ask your brother Mumu who he is afraid of??" Wang Mumu is not an ordinary bully, and he generously took out 15 yuan.

The first round officially started, Chenchen was a landlord, Zhang Wei, Wang Mumu, I were poor peasants.

"Wang Mumu, you uncle, why are you using four twos to care about me??" Wang Mumu, a bad guy, is not an ordinary tough guy. He just threw out four twos after two rounds of cards, and Zhang Wei was so angry that he scolded him.

"Can you stop fucking talking?! I still have three more damn ones!!" Wang Mumu got excited and revealed his trump card.

"You're such a bastard. Why don't you leave three of them to fuck your sister? Either they go out together or they don't come out at all!! What kind of strategy are you talking about?" I wasn't happy about it either.

"I don't want four twos, you play the card!" Chenchen shook his head to indicate that he didn't want it.

"Three twos and two aces!!" Wang Mumu threw the poker and it made a loud noise, as if he had won.

"Silly b, four three!" Chenchen lost interest a little. Zhang Wei and I were stunned by Wang Mumu's playing style.

"Gorilla, are you stupid? You have four threes who can control three twos?" Wang Mumu argued.

"Get out of here, uncle, don't you think four of you are in charge of three? Do you know how to play?" Chenchen was anxious.

"If two is always two, then it cannot be three!" Wang Mumu explained the truth.

"I think you're fucking awesome!" Chenchen ignored him and directly grabbed Wang Mumu's 15 yuan.

"I said Mu Mu'ang, I've been with you for so many years and I forced you to kidnap me. I can't play poker!" Zhang Weiyi stopped playing.

"Let's see, whoever Wang Mumu joins will pay directly. Let's not waste time. We can beat him in one minute!"

"This is a good idea, come on and do it!"

"Wait a minute, I'll take off my shoes!" Wang Mumu seemed to be in trouble and was about to use nuclear weapons.

When the shoes are taken off, what we see is two steaming feet and a pair of pure black socks. Of course, these socks used to be white because Wang Mumu said that he likes to wear white socks.

The process of becoming black.

"Oops**...what the fuck does it smell like? Who pooped in his pants?" Qingzhong was convulsing and suddenly said while covering his nose.

"This is what it smells like, let's do it!!" Wang Mumu took off his shoes, as if he was possessed by the god of war, his whole temperament changed, Beier is confident! Beier has the talent!

"Fuck you, we are all buddies. If you don't want to use nuclear weapons, you should put it on quickly!"

"I won't wear it! If you pay me 15 yuan, I will wear it!"

"Are you wearing anything?"

"Pay back the money!"

"beat him!"

We grabbed Wang Mumu and beat him up, but in the end we had no choice but to put two plastic bags on his feet, and then continued playing poker. Of course, we had to draw lots to decide who was with Wang Mumu.

"Why are you putting plastic bags on his feet?" Dakang slept until midnight. When he got up to change the guard, he saw Wang Mumu's feet and asked in confusion.

"It's okay, it's environmentally friendly!"

"Fuck, I still use this bag to carry things!" Dakang pulled off the bag unhappily, and then stared blankly for two seconds. A blush could be seen on his dark face, and then he ran and shouted.

: "**, these feet are really powerful!!"

We stayed in the hotel all day and all night without even eating. It was hard to get along in society, and sometimes we didn’t even dare to eat. It was only on the second night, around eight o’clock, that we finally

Walk out of the hotel and prepare to continue squatting.

We came to the factory again, holding the machete in our hands, waiting for the legendary cripple. God paid off, and around ten o'clock in the evening, the person we were waiting for finally arrived.

Two cars, a Honda Accord and a Honda RRV4, slowly stopped at the entrance of the factory.

"Dakang is a bit tricky. There are two cars and a lot of people, so it's a bit difficult to handle!" Qingzhong said with some surprise.

"I can't control it anymore, the time is dragging on for too long, I have to do it tonight, those at the back, get ready to start!" Dakang said with a gloomy face and gritted teeth.

"Let's get it done. Eat quickly after getting it done. I'm going to fucking starve to death!" Wang Mumu is a foodie.

"People are coming down!!" I said, pointing in the direction of the two cars.

"Dakang rush over, don't let them in!" Qingzhong said loudly.

boom!

As soon as Dakang stepped on the accelerator, Toyota rushed over with a swish sound and turned on the headlights to make the people on the opposite side panic.

The car drove directly to the entrance of the factory. Before it could stabilize, Dakang rushed down like the wind with a baseball bat in one hand and a machete in the other.

Dakang is really not that fierce. The fight was particularly shocking. A baseball bat hit a person's head directly, and then the machete directly pierced the person's thigh, killing one of them immediately. This guy is worthy of being over 1.9 meters tall.

The figure is really not in vain.

"Brothers, let's do it!!" We shouted, grabbed machetes, and rushed down.

There were about six or seven people on the opposite side. It was so dark that I didn't pay attention to what they looked like. Regardless of who they were, Chenchen and I faced one person and took turns with our machetes.

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