Upon hearing Wu Xie's question, Fatty's eyes widened and he looked at Wu Xie as if he were an idiot.
Wu Xie felt a little guilty when he saw it, "Why are you staring at me!"
"I'm just wondering what's going on with you and why you don't even know this," the fat man said seriously.
Wu Xie was helpless, "Go away, you love to talk but don't talk."
The fat man smiled, "Come on, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll tell you."
At this time.
Chen Pi Asi stood up without saying a word and walked out.
The fat man saw it, ignored it, and said to Wu Xie, "Jia Lama is just..."
It's not complicated to explain. It didn't take a moment for the fat man to finish explaining, "How's it going? Do you understand?"
Wu Xie nodded, "I understand."
"Okay, then explain to me what happened to the old man! But don't tell me that he wants to work in the fields with us?"
As soon as these words came out.
Wu Xie smiled bitterly and nodded, "You are so witty!"
"Holy shit!" The fat man was immediately shocked, "Are you kidding me? That old man must be eighty or ninety years old! He followed him into the snowy mountains? That's nonsense!!!"
"It's not nonsense, I can't believe it either."
"Damn it, I knew there was nothing good going out here... Where did the old man come from? Let's see. If it doesn't work, I'll find a way to keep him!" The fat man rolled his eyes and said.
Wu Xie actually wanted to do this, "I don't know much about him, Pan Zi."
When Pan Zi heard it, there was no ink mark, so he said what he knew.
After listening.
The fat man cursed again, "Well, he is over ninety years old and his eyes are still not good. Isn't this nonsense? I think, leave this matter to me, no matter what, I have to keep him!"
The fat man said it with all his heart.
Hearing this, Ding Ze felt the need to speak, so he smiled and said, "Fat man, I advise you to give up on this idea. He didn't come alone."
Hear the words.
Fatty and Wu Xie were both a little surprised.
"Brother Ding, what do you say?" Wu Xie asked immediately.
"The current situation of your third master is basically like a clay Buddha crossing the river, unable to protect himself... Where did he get the ability to let that old man work for him?"
"What's more, that old man is the elder of your third uncle. Are people of that generation willing to work for your third uncle?"
"Forget it."
"I even doubt that he was brought here by the Lama... But that's not important. The important thing is that the old man must have arranged for his subordinates to come with him, probably in the car next to him."
"Then, this job will soon no longer be Wu Sansheng's job, but that old man's."
Ding Ze said it all in one breath.
Wu Xie listened, his face already very ugly, "What the hell...Old Ding, you have thought of this a long time ago? Why didn't you say it? The trains have left now..."
Ding Ze still laughed, "What's the point of saying that? Can we go back halfway and form a team to set off on our own?"
"More importantly, do you think your third uncle didn't consider this?"
Pan Zi was very concerned about Wu Sansheng. When he heard this, he said, "Master Ding, do you think the third master knew that it would turn out like this?"
"Inevitable, it's just that he doesn't care. If we change the boss, we will still go to the same place... What the third master wants is the result."
Pan Zi thought about it silently and thought it made sense, "Indeed, this is in line with Third Master's style."
Wu Xie still couldn't accept it, "Then we just wait to be manipulated?"
Ding Ze smiled and asked, "What else do you want? For the time being, let's wait and see what happens. The old man has to do something to make us willing to follow him."
"I'm quite looking forward to what he's going to do."
Wu Xie: "..."
Fatty: "...Old Ding, are you afraid of some serious illness?"
The fat man still wanted to say.
"Ahem, Fatty, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to instant noodles? Where are the instant noodles?" Ding Ze heard the footsteps outside and decisively stopped Fatty.
The fat man was stunned, "Hey, don't you have arms or legs yourself? Do you still need me to soak them for you?"
"Otherwise, why don't you treat me to a meal?"
The fat man rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll give you a drink for a thousand yuan for travel expenses!"
Ding Ze didn't write ink. He smiled and took a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to the fat man, "Go ahead."
"Damn it!" The fat man really didn't expect it. He was taken aback, and then regretted, "Oh, it's going to be less!"
As soon as the words left my mouth.
The door of the box was opened, and Chen Pi Asi walked in.
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After entering the box, Chen Pi's Asi glanced at Ding Ze and the others, without saying a word, he went to his bed and lay down.
See the situation.
It's natural for Fatty and others to discuss anything.
"Okay, I'll make you instant noodles." After collecting the money, the fat man stood up.
There is no entertainment on the train.
After a simple breakfast, everyone either went to bed, played cards, or talked nonsense.
Time passes quickly.
unconsciously.
It's time for the next night.
Everyone arrived at Shanhaiguan Railway Station, got off the bus and walked to the waiting room.
The next train is in two hours.
During this period, there were many people in the train station, densely packed, and a bit exaggerated.
Ding Ze took a look and smiled faintly.
What should be pretended should still be pretended.
So, he immediately leaned into Wu Xie's ear and whispered, "Be careful, something is probably going to happen here."