Chapter 197: The Tomb of the God of Fox - At the Foot of Mount Tai
Uncle Zheng's wife died a few years ago. He has two sons and one daughter in his family. The daughter married to another village last year. The younger son is in college and the older son helps at home.
Old Uncle Zheng never smiled or spoke. His dark face was covered with deep wrinkles, and he had a big gold tooth in his mouth. He was a bit showy when he spoke, and his face had a smoothness and enthusiasm common among villagers in tourist areas.
Uncle Zheng grew up at the foot of Mount Tai. There was no road on the mountain that he was not familiar with. Starting from his grandfather's generation, generations of people had been running the caravans in this mountain. Until now, the supermarket fleet in this village belongs to their family.
Mr. Bao lived in a secluded small house very close to them and seldom came out. Several of the accompanying Blue Ribbon warriors also lived there.
Soon, the whole village was filled with the Bao family's clerks. Many of the clerks were holding ferocious hunting dogs, which kept the whole village barking. The hunting dogs looked like mastiffs. This mission
They were fully prepared. Bao's tents were set up in many places in the mountains, and technical staff had already moved into the mountains early.
On the night when Chen Zhi and others arrived at Zhengjia Village, Lao Jiandou called a few guys over and introduced them to Chen Zhi and others. There were eight of them in total, saying that they wanted to follow Chen Zhi and others into the tomb of the gods.
These eight guys are all quick shooters carefully selected from the club. They are all young and strong guys. Most of them are soldiers. They are all strong, quick in reaction, and skilled in using various firearms and cold weapons.
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In this mission, the responsibility of these eight people was to stand around Chen Zhi and others with submachine guns, and shoot with guns when in danger to protect the safety of the team.
At dinner time in the evening, these eight young men stayed and started dinner with Chen Zhi and others.
Among the eight people, there is a young man who is very eye-catching. His name is Ying Shijie. He is only 19 years old. He is from Heilongjiang. He is a famous fast shooter among the new generation of the Bao family. His hair is dyed colorful, like a colorful bird.
Everyone in the team calls him Parrot.
Parrot is a very high-profile young man who loves to talk. He has the common pride and impetuosity of boys of this age. He was originally a sniper in the land special forces. When he was a soldier, he was kicked twice by the captain because he was unwilling to buy cigarettes for the captain.
He turned his back on the captain and broke three of his ribs. He was ordered to be fired from the army. Later, because of his bad temper and lack of opportunities at home, he never found a job. Later, he joined the Bao family as a clerk.
I heard from Lao Jiudou that although Parrot is young, he has performed very well among the new generation of Bao family's clerks. He has a strong heart and no hesitation in doing things, is very good at long-range shooting, and has done several beautiful errands. He is reliable in his loyalty.
He is the youngest among these eight people.
On the table in the farmyard, there are basically local specialties, millet pancakes and wild vegetables, as well as local barbecue. The liquor is brewed by the locals themselves. The local mountain people of Mount Tai have strong folk customs since ancient times.
, men are accustomed to drinking strong liquor, and the minimum alcohol content of these home-brewed liquors is over 50 degrees. After Fat Wei took a few sips of the strong liquor, he began to tease the parrot.
"You said how you got that hair on your hair. It looks like a turkey with its tail stepped on. It's so colorful. No wonder people call you a parrot. You said you did something bad and insisted on hanging out here. By the way, you know
What are we going to do?"
"I know, let's dig the grave!" The parrot put down his chopsticks and said to the fat and majestic Terrier, squeezing his neck.
"Digging graves is quite easy to say! Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Fat Wei seemed to like parrots and deliberately teased him.
"I'm not afraid." The parrot picked up a roasted pigeon, took a bite of it, and said, "We've all heard that, Fat Viagra, you used to dig graves a lot, and I didn't see what happened to you.
Retribution!”
"Hey! Your kid is waiting for me here, right?" Fat Wei was scolded, and he slapped the parrot with a big slap and said: "I heard that your kid's gun is very fast. Don't drop it when you go in.
The chain is gone. By the way, do you know whose grave we are going to dig?" After Fat Wei finished speaking, he glanced at Lao Somersault next to him.
"I know," the parrot said disdainfully, "the eight of us knew what we were going to do a month ago. We all burned incense in front of Mr. Guan, signed a life and death certificate, and swore to keep it secret. Otherwise, we would have been kept secret.
Come and have dinner with you?"
The parrot looked around at the people around him and laughed loudly and said: "My parrot doesn't care about ghosts or gods. I know her, but my gun doesn't know her. If anyone blocks my way, I will give it to the Queen Mother even if she comes."
She fell down."
The table immediately burst into laughter.
Fat Wei was amused by the parrot's words and said, "You are young and you really dare to talk. It seems that you, a newborn calf, are not afraid of death!".
"Afraid of death," the parrot grinned, "Fools are not afraid of death, and I'm not a fool."
Chen Zhi had been listening to the parrot's words and found it quite interesting. He asked with a smile, "Are you afraid of dying, are you still going? The place we are going to this time is very dangerous. I will tell you clearly that the possibility of death is much higher than that of living."
The possibilities are much greater.”
The parrot's eyes dropped for a moment, then he immediately raised them and said to Chen Zhi, "When you get into this business, you are risking your life, and there is no point in being afraid.
Mr. Bao said, no matter whether this mission is successful or not, as long as you are saved alive, I will be the pillar of the Bao family from now on. I am a parrot with an impatient temper and don't like the hierarchy of seniority year by year. This
This time I will follow some big brothers and go to the tomb of Su Daji, and I will be able to ascend to the throne when I get out. Even if I die in there, it will be a happy life, at least I will be buried with the gods."
Chen Zhi liked this sharp-edged boy very much. He put his arm around his neck, picked up the liquor bottle next to him and filled the parrot with wine, and whispered.
"I ask you, if you meet a big guy five stories high and I ask you to hit it on the head, would you dare to hit it? Don't be so scared that you pee your pants."
"You underestimate me?" The parrot responded loudly and unruly as if he was insulted: "Brother Xiaozhi, it's not me who drank too much and talked nonsense. The few of us are usually down there, although we don't know much about it.
But I have heard about you, and I know that the business that the eldest brothers are doing now is the most prominent thing in the Bao family.
I heard that this mission is to follow you. I took the initiative to join. I'm not bragging. My hand is almost the same as mine. I let it hit wherever it goes. It doesn't matter if it's five or eight stories high.
Gao, even the Jade Emperor had his three eyes popped out, and even Nezha, who was flying in the sky, was knocked down from the sky."
After the parrot finished speaking, he bravely drank a whole glass of white wine, and blood immediately rushed to his eyes, "Brother Xiaozhi, if you believe me, let me be your striker."