On the ground, there were six or seven black plastic bags full of things. Each bag was covered with several layers, so it was impossible to see what was inside.
Qiqi, Bamboo Stick, Awl, Pengpeng, and the pimple-faced young man, changed into new clothes, took a mop, flushed the bones, dregs, meat foam and other things on the ground down the toilet, and then went back to the toilet. After rummaging through it twice and thinking it was perfect, everyone smoked in silence.
"Take a little each and throw them away separately!!" Qi Qi said expressionlessly.
"...throw...throw...where?" The pimple-faced young man asked with dull eyes and slow reaction.
"Peng!!!" Qi Qi kicked him in the face, and then said viciously: "Damn it!! In your state!! Everyone can fucking tell that something is wrong with you!! You want to kill yourself Die! Don’t fucking take us!!”
"Then I'll take the family...!" The pimple-faced young man said without even moving.
"Take my family and fuck your mother!!" They all raised their feet and kicked him in the stomach. However, the pimple-faced young man did not fight back and just stared at the bag.
"Okay!! Stop fighting!! Break up and throw the damn things away!!" Pengpeng stamped out the cigarette butts angrily, cursed angrily, and picked up two bags.
Bamboo sticks have been watching, looking at the pimple-faced young man with that sinister look. Everyone present, except for the pimple-faced young man who was already unconscious, everyone felt that they were moving together more than once. A murderous intention!!!
What the hell kind of beasts are these, Zhu Zhuanzi murmured in his heart...
"Take the tools, too, because you have to throw away this toy!" Qiqi said, taking his machete and putting the short saw in a plastic bag.
"Zui...Zuizi...Brother...!" Zhu Zhuanzi stood up tremblingly and said to Zhuanzi.
"What are you doing?" Awl asked, holding a military thorn and a small hammer.
"Give me the tool... I'll throw it away... You've already got your head, but you can't use my fucking thigh. I should be so fucking scared when I see this!!" Bamboo Stick said, pointing to the bag on the ground. .
"You're fucking scared, but I'm not. Look carefully, is there bile on my mouth?!!!!" Awl pointed at his big lips and cursed.
"Please... please...! I'm so scared!" Zhu Zhuanzi said with a cry.
"If he wants it, just give it to him! What a fucking ink mark!" Pengpeng cursed, handed out his machete, and said to the bamboo stick: "There is a canvas bag under the bed, guys. Here you go, find a place to bury me!!”
"Okay, okay!!" Bamboo Stick nodded quickly, took the tools from Pengpeng and Awl, and said to Qi Qi: "Brother, give me the things too!"
"No need!" Qi Qi glanced at him coldly and said simply. In fact, before Pengpeng said anything just now, he wanted to say that he would throw away his own, but Pengpeng spoke before him, so he remained silent. .
"Oh...!" Zhu Zhuazi looked at him and was stunned for a moment. Then he stopped inking and went to the bottom of the bed. He took out the canvas bag and put all the bloody machetes, hammers, saws, and axes with curled blades. In the canvas bag.
Then, except for the pimple-faced young man, everyone else, carrying plastic bags, walked out alone after ten minutes.
Qiqi was the first to go out, but he stayed in the alley and did not leave. After waiting for about half an hour, Pengpeng came to the back of the alley carrying his things and had the following conversation.
"Peng, too many people know about this!" Qi Qi said slowly after being silent for a long time.
"Then what do you mean?" Pengpeng asked.
"The awl is okay, he knows it well, but we are not familiar with that jb bamboo stick. Can you trust him?" Qiqi asked with raised eyebrows.
"What else?" Pengpeng asked.
"Old lump, you are too cowardly to do anything wrong and do bad things!" Qiqi said again, and the old lump he was talking about was the young man with a pimpled face.
"you mean?"
"...You come here, don't you already understand what I mean?" Qiqi looked at Pengpeng and said lightly.
"The bamboo stick is okay...I'm an old pimple...!" Pengpeng was a little embarrassed.
"Brother Peng, if you want to become a monk, Ma Liu will go to Wutai Mountain. If you want to continue to be cool, you have to show the courage to kill your own child!!" Qi Qi gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay!! I'll do it to one of you, and kill both of them! When I come back in a while, I'll tell you I'll take out some money, and everyone can go out and hide, and then find a place...use it again, the fire ax!!"
"That's the right thing to do!" they all said in admiration.
After saying this, the two of them left the alley separately.
But they never expected that as soon as they left, on the other side of the wall, there was a veteran who had been around for who knows how many years. Bamboo Stick touched his nose with a pale face, turned around and ran away...
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Three hours later, a taxi stopped at the entrance of Caesars Palace. Two seconds later, the door opened.
He stood at the door, prepared his thoughts, held a cigarette between his teeth, and walked into Caesar's.
"If it's not open, come after 7:30!!" The security guard at the door said to him.
"Brother...you...hello...I want to find Mu Ye!!" Bamboo Stick said in a stuttering voice.
"Who are you?"
"I am a relative of his!!" Zhu Zhuanzi lied.
"What's your name?"
"Wang Yishu!"
"They are fucking relatives again. Come with me!" The security guard had not yet come out from the shadow of the demon king Wang Yiheng. When he heard that he was a relative, he felt a little disgusted, but he still came upstairs with the bamboo stick.
At this time, Mumu and Dakang, as well as Zhang Xi, Jichangzi, Tianyang and others, were packing their things in the office and preparing to drive to the detention center to visit Chenchen and bring him some smoked sauce food.
Give me some wine and cigarettes.
But before the things were packed away, there was a knock on the door. Wang Mumu bared his teeth and opened the door. He smiled and cursed and said: "You are really talented. You are the first Caesar to understand that when you enter someone else's house, you have to knock on the door. I must reward him."
you!!"
"POP!!!"
Zhu Zhuanzi immediately knelt on the ground and said directly: "Master Mu!! Master Mu!! It has nothing to do with me!!"
Wang Mumu was stunned by his kneeling. He was stunned for a long time and slowly asked Dakang: "April Fool's Day???"
"April Fool's Day, he is a bamboo stick!!" Dakang glanced at the door, said with a sullen face, then sat on the table, pointed at the bamboo stick and said: "I'll fucking catch him
You still can’t catch me, why did you think you came here by yourself??”
"Brother Kang! Let's not talk about this first! Something big happened!!!!" Zhu Zhuanzi said incoherently with a look of horror on his face.
"Peng!!"
Wang Mumu kicked him and cursed: "Speak up!"
"Master Mu!! Brother Yiheng is dead!!!" Bamboo Stick gritted his teeth, lowered his head, paused, and said with a pale face.
brush!!
Zhang Xi and Tianyang, who were joking inside the room, suddenly looked towards the door!!
Dakang sat on the table in a daze, with a look of astonishment on his face!!
Chicken Intestine was putting cigarettes into his bag when he loosened his grip and the cigarette fell to the ground...
"Dead...dead...dead??" Wang Mumu hesitated and took a step back. He kept a smile on his face and subconsciously repeated...