He squatted for two days and surrounded him without moving, putting psychological pressure on his opponent. After seeing the Song Mei Ling card, he arranged a back-up move. No matter who the opponent was, he made a fatal move when he saw it.
During the fight for the Iron Buddha in Xianyang, Tou Tou's admiration for him was not exaggerated.
I asked him what to do next. The little dwarf was beaten to death by you, and the medicine box may still be hidden in Xiajiang Village.
Tian Sanjiu patted his forehead and said with a smile: "There's something, don't you think it's very interesting? The last person, the five ugly bosses, can't even guess the head of Wang Lao and I. I really want to see you soon."
to this person."
"The third child."
"I am here."
"Let's stick to the original plan. Put Song Mei and this person in two sacks respectively. After they are carried down the mountain, you can drag them in my car and run around the village twice."
"I understand, Brother Tian."
.....
At four o'clock in the morning, the Jeep was on fire, and two sacks were tied with a tow rope to the rear bumper.
"Hululu..."
Tian Sanjiu took a sip of mineral water, raised his head, rinsed his mouth, and spit out the water again.
Then he knocked on the glass twice, and the jeep drove slowly, dragging the sack.
"drop....."
"drop...."
From a distance, I saw that the car was not going very fast. After reaching the village brigade, it turned around and returned. It kept circling along the main road of the village and honked the horn twice for a long time from time to time.
Some villagers were woken up by the sound of horns. They opened the windows and cursed: "You are sick! Sound the horn in the middle of the night! You will not let anyone sleep! You are going to die!"
But when he could clearly see the battle downstairs, he slowly closed the window again.
"Dip...dip..."
Although there was a distance, I heard the sound of the trumpet at the entrance of the village.
Tian Sanjiu stared at Xiajiang Village shrouded in darkness, and slowly asked me: "Xiang Bantou, have you seen it?"
"What did you see?" I asked.
"A pair of eyes, I saw a pair of eyes that wanted to swallow me alive."
I whispered: "Tian Boss, you still have to be careful."
Looking at it, Tian Sanjiu opened his mouth and yawned. He said slightly sleepily: "Bad people like us will not die. On the contrary, they will live better and better. People from the police station may come during the day.
Ask, I'll go to the car and stare for a while."
"Besides, on the mountain just now, I saw that you were very interested in that piece of clothing. If you want it, just take it," he said and got into the jeep.
The "clothes" are the cloak worn by the little dwarf. I think this cloak is very interesting and was taken back by his younger brother.
It turns out that the TV series is not all a lie. In Swordsman, there is a master of Sichuan dialect who is also a dwarf and wears this kind of clothes.
The internal structure is very strange and has never been seen before. There are three very thin wooden sticks in the cloak and clothes. The two wooden sticks control the left and right hands. When the sticks are pulled, the left hand of the clothes will move.
The wooden stick in the middle was connected to a few strands of very thin copper wires. I finally understood how the "face-changing child" changed.
However, I heard that the face-changing technology is a secret and it would be illegal if I told it, so I won’t say it and I will figure it out myself.
This cloak should be custom-made. I can wear it, but many functions cannot be used after I put it on. It is most suitable for people who are about 1.5 meters tall. The person is hidden in the cloak, and through the special material on the chest
The fabric makes it possible to clearly see every move of the people around you.
It's very similar to a certain cartoon I watched when I was a kid. A person gets into a robot and holds the joystick and presses it randomly. If you know, can you tell me, is it called Iron Man Train Man?
I don’t know who made this cloak, but I feel that this craftsmanship can be rated as an intangible cultural heritage.
Accompanied by a few rooster crows, the sky gradually dawned.
There is a hint of fish belly white on the horizon in the distance. If nothing else, the sunrise in Yongzhou is beautiful.
Tian Sanjiu took a broken camera, clicked, and took two pictures.
The bus left just after dawn, and most of the people got on the bus.
Tian Sanjiu guessed correctly. At around nine o'clock in the morning, the local police station came over.
Two men in black uniforms came over and knocked on the glass of the jeep.
