Tong Qianzhan belongs to the kind of master who has a rough appearance but is secretive inside. In comparison, Qiu Bieli's intestines have a few twists and turns. He doesn't even understand the hidden meaning of the four words written in red oil by the old man.
, I can only stare wide-eyed and wait for the other party to answer my questions.
But Tong Qianzhan deliberately played it off, reached out and grabbed the bottle and took a long sip. Qiu Bieli was not happy at this moment. He grabbed the bottom of the bottle with his fingers and pulled it back, making a loud slurping sound in his mouth.
He scolded: "Old turtle pole, play tricks with me, believe it or not, I will spray you in the face."
After saying that, Qiu Dazong really made a speechless move, haha! A mouthful of thick phlegm came out of his throat, and he stared at the old buddy opposite, assuming that if you dare not tell me, you will use a hidden weapon.
Tong Qianzhan was really afraid of this old ruffian. He was buried up to his neck with dirt and yet he could still do such a rogue thing. Not to mention, when pressed, this old guy actually dared to spit. As the saying goes, Lao Xiao Lao
Xiao, if a person gets older and his willfulness index increases rapidly, he will look like a child rejuvenated in front of his old friends.
"With your little IQ, you really can't communicate. You should understand the allusion about building a plank road openly and secretly destroying Chen Cang, right? What I mean is..." Tong Qianzhan grabbed the wine bottle and dragged it back, and grabbed a fried bar with the other hand.
When he saw the golden dragon-headed fish, he made a few gestures in the air, pointed to the ground with his head, then raised it to point at Qiu Bi, and winked in a playful manner, pretending to be 'you understand'.
Gudong! Qiu Bieji swallowed the thick phlegm in his mouth and whispered: "You mean to let me find a chance to rescue Ren Bing, right? What does this have to do with secretly crossing Chencang? In my opinion, this is obvious.
Come on, if the man named Long knows, can he enjoy my good fortune?" He roughly understood what the old man meant, but he didn't think it was very clever. It was true that he wanted to save Ren Bing from trouble, but he made it clear that he was following Long Fengyang.
The one who suffers the consequences is himself.
Tong Qianzhan smiled coldly and said: "You are here to save people. Don't forget that there is a Xiao Xu in Li's hometown. I can find a way to trick the fat martial arts idiot from Shengwu Hall. By then, Long Fengyang's six
When the great Yama faces off against two semi-sacred warriors, those foolish Yamas will only be beaten."
Now Qiu Biejie finally understood that the old man was just playing the trick of killing people with a borrowed knife. As long as he crippled the six major Yamas, Long Fengyang himself had nothing to fear. When the time came to make things clear to Mr. Li, he would no longer be a general staff officer.
You may have to sit through the bottom of the cell.
"By the way, last time the Fat Wu Chi promised you a favor, saying that he could help you beat up someone once, right?" Qiu Bieli had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he remembered something that happened when he came back from Jiangcheng last time.
, Tong Qianzhan, an old boy, bought two kilograms of chocolates for a fat martial artist from Shengwu Hall. The martial artist patted his chest and said that if anyone bullied him in the future, just ask him to help beat them up.
At that time, everyone thought it was just a joke, but Wu Chi carefully took out a small gadget with a thousand-mile sound transmission from his pocket and stuffed it into Tong Qianzhan's hand, but no one took it to heart.
At this moment, Tong Qianzhan stuffed the deep-fried dragon head fish into his mouth, reached out from his jacket pocket and took out the little thing called Qianli Chuanyin, and whispered: "This thing is a whistle, which is equivalent to
With the hawk whistle in the hand of an eagle player, just find an open place and hold it in your mouth and blow it, and the sound will attract a kind of bird. When the time comes, take the prepared note to the bird, and it will soon be there.
The fat martial artist knows what's going on here, he only wants to beat people up and doesn't care about anything else."
Qiu Bieli said with a smile: "As long as Mr. Xu joins forces with Wu Chi, he will definitely be able to beat any Yama kid to the ground. As long as he breaks Long Fengyang's arm, we two brothers will be able to repair that kid properly."
It’s best to let Ren Bing serve as the general staff, so that you can not only convince the public but also bring Xu Xiaozi and the guy who killed the little devil back together. This business will be profitable no matter what!"
Tong Qianzhan took a sip of wine and said: "The one who killed the Japanese is called Tang Guobin. He is also a warrior in the realm. Like us two brothers, he can also be a worshiper and play around. By the way, he is also Tang Jinsong's grandson."
A look of surprise appeared on Qiu Bieli's face, and he whispered: "No wonder he killed the brats without batting an eyelid. Tang Jinsong was a first-class tiger man before. He was indeed a tiger species and killed hundreds of people."
What a devil, they are all things that deserve to be killed. In my opinion, not only are there no faults, but they are meritorious."
Tong Qianzhan said with a smile: "You are the only one who can say that, in my opinion, that boy is much better than his grandfather. He is so young that it makes people scratch their teeth. I don't know. Anyone who stands next to Xu Xiaozhan will be shocked."
He is an absolute master, this guy is so evil."
Qiu Bieli curled his lips and said, "What's not clear about this? It's a simple truth that people flock together and things flock together, right?" He was indeed right, sometimes this is the truth.
Tong Qianzhan raised the bottle and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! The world is dominated by these young people now. We two old guys will help them muddy the pot of water. Come on, old turtle pole, one of us will go!"
The two brothers raised the wine bottles and bumped them, and the mellow wine gurgled into their throats, as if it had a bit more refreshing and good taste...
It was a dreamless night and it was snowy and windy, but it rarely cleared up the next day. Xu Qing, who had had enough sleep, jumped up from the military bed and sat up. The biggest advantage of Commander Li's office was that the bedroom was dark day and night.
, is a good place to sleep.
Xu Qing is used to getting up early. As long as the time is up, he can get up on time even if he sleeps in a dark coal kiln. This is something called the biological clock. However, the only drawback is that there is no hot water in the office bathroom, so he can only wake up with refreshing cold water.
My skin, I don’t know why I felt a little bloated in my lower abdomen when I heard the sound of water dripping. I quickly walked to the toilet and took out a drink of water. I felt relieved for a while.
Click!
The door opened from the outside in, and Li Lan walked in holding a set of new camouflage uniforms. This girl seemed to know that Xu Qing was in the toilet, and actually walked straight over here.
When Xu Qing heard the footsteps, he shivered as if on conditioned reflex, and almost peed on his shoes. He turned around and found that Li Lan had already walked to the bathroom door, and looked at him expressionlessly, even though he couldn't see the key parts.
When he came to an arc-shaped hanging water line, he was still a little yellow perhaps due to urination. Xu Qing stopped when he discovered this scene and looked at the busty female officer at the door with a depressed look on his face.
"Sisters, are you looking weird? Will you wait until I finish peeing to look at it? It's free." Xu Qing was in a dilemma now. I really don't know how the old Li family could have such a tough woman. Fortunately,
He is no longer a junior brother. He calmed down after being confused for a few seconds. Even if he really looked at him, he wouldn't be a few inches short. What's more, he is still a backside guy. Men can't lose their momentum.