Chapter 33 Don't die in disaster

The second uncle Huang Hailin gave this name to the yellow finch, hoping that he could turn everything out of danger and not be fooled. Just like that idiom, after the mantis catches the cicadas and the yellow finch, it is always the yellow finch who takes advantage and laughs to the end.

But this time, the yellow finch felt a burst of despair. How can a screwdriver in his hand compare with other people's miniature submachine guns? When others pull the trigger, they will probably finish it.

The yellow finch thought of Xiao Diu. This boy doesn't know where he is now, Uncle Seven? This half-life lame is now crying in the co-pilot's seat of the off-road vehicle, and it is difficult to save himself.

"Where's the box?" Jichai kicked open the deformed door, wiped the blood stains on his face, and pushed the yellow finch's head slightly to death. "Where's the box?"

The heart of the yellow finch was about to jump out. The smell of being pointed at by a gun was really uncomfortable. The yellow finch was worried that it would suddenly go out and shot itself into a hole.

"I ask you, where is the box?"

As he spoke, he saw that the yellow finch was still silent. Jichai no longer hesitated and hit the yellow finch's head with a shot. The boy suddenly flowed blood.

The yellow finch squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, but was pulled by Jichai's hair and wanted to resist, but the other party had a gun, didn't he?

"Get up!"

Jichai looked at the off-road vehicle that rushed into the thorns, pulled the yellow finch with one hand and rushed over with the other.

When he came to the side of the off-road vehicle, the moans of Lao Qi kept coming. The old guy is not dead until now. It can be said that he is really a big life, but if he continues tossing like this, it is probably not far from death.

Jichai knocked some broken glass from the main driver's window with a slight rush, aimed at the lame Seven, and said, "Kid, give me the box quickly, or I will kill this old thing directly."

The yellow finch really wants to have a submachine gun in his hand now. Let's have a bloody battle with this Thai. Damn, the beating was really hard just now. Now the yellow finch is bloody.

"Really not give it?"

Jichai asked a rhetorical question for a while. He suddenly pulled the trigger, but aimed at the sunroof of the off-road vehicle and shot the roof of the car.

"Give me the box quickly. The next shot is on the old man!"

After saying that, he turned the head of the gun and aimed at the lame seven again.

The yellow finch stood up slowly, and his eyes were almost benibald, but now there is nothing he can do. The other party has a gun, and the other party dares to kill people. If he doesn't give it, Jichai will definitely attack the lame Laoqi. No one will doubt this.

The yellow finch stepped into the thorns, opened the door, and got the box wrapped in clothes from the cushion of the crippled old seven. He bent down and was about to go out, but the crippled old seven suddenly pulled him.

"Sparrow, you can't give it to him."

"Old man, you are looking for death!" Jichai scolded, and then pulled the yellow finch out. The yellow finch held the box in his hand, looked at Jichai, and said, "Take the box and let us go!"

"Of course!"

After Jichai spoke, the head of the gun was also aimed at the yellow finch. This place is at most a few bushes. Even if the yellow finch throws the box, it is easy to find it. If this boy knows the current affairs, he obediently hands him, so that he will not have to look for it later. If he doesn't give it, Jichai doesn't mind opening the yellow with one shot. Sparrow.

Of course, after the box is in hand, the yellow sparrow and the lame old seven must be silenced, and for a desperate person like Jichai, who wanders on the border, it is really not a strange thing to kill two people.

The yellow finch's brain is very messy. Naturally, he knows what Ji guess is thinking now. This box will die if it is given, and it will die if it is not given. If it is given, I don't know if there is hope. If it is not given, he can only watch the lame old seven being killed the next second.

"Sparrow, don't give it to him!"

Lao Qi is still shouting in the car, but now, what a fart.

It can only be guaranteed for a while. It is impossible to watch the lame old seven become a sieve. The yellow finch has decided to give this box to this bastard and live one more second. Isn't it a kind of happiness?

The yellow finch sighed that he, a young man in his twenties, is going to be killed on this barren mountain. In the future, I'm afraid that the second uncle can't find his body. Qingcheng, farewell, raise his eyebrows, farewell, and Uncle Yin, those Japanese action movies that owe you can only be in the hell. I downloaded it for you. In the future, I will give you more dreams, which is also a debt repayment.

The yellow finch felt infinite sadness and reluctance. He finally knew the feeling of crying and making trouble before he died. It's really good to be alive. Even if he is poor all his life and be a beggar for a lifetime, the yellow finch is now willing to change.

The yellow finch gritted its teeth, wiped a handful of blood flowing to its eyes with its sleeve, and stretched the box flat.

Jichai was extremely excited. He grabbed it and waited to see if it was the peerless treasure he wanted. Suddenly, with a 'swish' in the grass, a sharp weapon cut through the air and accurately through Jichai's wrist. Jichai shouted and rushed to the ground slightly. When the yellow finch saw it, it was almost due to inertia. He rushed up, pounded, beat, scratched, bit, tore, and did everything. He guessed that his body was not perfect, and his whole body was covered with blood.

In a hurry, Jichai endured the severe pain and was about to touch the slight rush. Just as soon as his finger touched the body of the gun, he was suddenly trampled on, and then the other party took out the sharp weapon that had just been shot into his wrist.

It was not until now that Jichai saw clearly that it was not a sharp weapon at all, but the broken smoke gun he had seen before, and Xiao Diu stood in front of him with a gloomy face.

How can this boy deal with Ba Song and Chunni? Ji guessed that he didn't expect this.

The yellow finch was tired and happy. It was beaten and scolded. It not only scolded Jichai, but also did not let go of the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Thai people. It was also extremely cruel. Now Jichai doesn't have a complete skin on his body, and his whole body is in a mess, holding the injured arm and lying on the ground in frustration.

"Brother Huang Que, what's the matter?" Xiao Di found some herbs nearby and applied them to the yellow finch's head.

The yellow finch really felt that he was reborn. Looking at Xiao Diu, he was very excited and gasped, "Damn it, if you don't die, you will be blessed!"

After saying that, the yellow finch let Xiaodi take the lame old seven out again. He stared at Jichai. The yellow finch is now eager for this guy to resist. He has a slight rush in his hand. If he dares to resist, he will never show mercy. However, this gun, the yellow finch has never been fired. It is unknown whether it will cause some funny situations.

The crippled old seven cried, cried and laughed, and his mood was also extremely high. After coming out, he still did not forget to ask Xiaodi to take out the unicorn cover. Huang Hailin said that the Kirin furnace without this unicorn head is only worth 300,000 yuan. If this lid is added, it will directly be three million yuan. This trip is Wu Mu Tu, even if his legs were all broken, the lame old seven also felt that he was not at a loss, not at all.

It's a forebode, and Jichai doesn't dare to resist. Even Ba Song and Chunni can't trap the black boy in front of them. It's just him. Isn't he looking for death? Besides, if you can use a cigarette gun as a hidden weapon to pierce your wrist, you can kill a few people in seconds.

The yellow finch re-checked the two cars. The pickup truck has been reimbursed. Although the off-road vehicle is fine, it fell into the thorn bush. It is a deep pit, which can't be up. It seems that the next step is to go down the mountain on foot.

The yellow finch looked at Jichai, looked at Xiao Diu, and said coldly, "What should this bastard do?"

The first time I encountered this situation, I said that the yellow finch was really afraid to kill people. Although Jichai had the intention to kill him, if I really wanted the yellow finch to kill Jichai with one shot, first of all, I would never be able to pass the psychological level.

Laoqi also knew that human life was a big deal, and he wink at Xiao Diu.

Xiao Diu squatted down, and the knifeman quietly cut the back of Jichai's neck, and then showed his shining teeth and said, "I can sleep for two hours!"

The three of them came down at ease, simply bandaged the wound, then sorted out some things, and threw it into the grass. Xiao Diu opened the road in front of him with the lame old seven on his back. The yellow finch, carrying the box and the unicorn cover, holding a branch as a crutch, but wrapped a Jichai coat on his head. The whole shape looked different. Incompared.

Along the way, the yellow finch thought that coming to Umutu this time is really no different from having a dream. He saw a monster he had never seen in his life, and also met a villain he had never seen in his life. He touched a gun and killed himself in the jungle. Finally, he carried two treasures on his back. I'm not sure if the box is a fake, but the unicorn lid is integrated with the incense burner brought back by the last time, from 300,000 yuan to three million yuan. This is more or less lame seven to give it to himself?

What are you going to do when you have money? Xiao Di has credit, and it is a great credit. Naturally, he has to go back to Qingcheng to help him dress up well, dress more handsome and cool, to seduce those underage girls. In addition, he must invite Yang Mei, Liu Jinyin and other best friends to have a meal in Xiyue Building. This is essential. That's right, he should also change his own motorcycle. After all, it should also be in line with your own identity as the prince of Qingcheng Racing.

Suddenly, the yellow finch thought of another thing, which was the speed at which he suddenly burst out. He didn't know at all whether this kind of thing would have sequelae. In case it did, what should he do? Back in Qingcheng, I guess I still have to go to the hospital for the first time. I need to have a good general examination. If I really find something strange in my stomach, I have to take it out 100%.

At this time, the mobile phone that the yellow finch had been in its pocket vibrated at this time, and then made a crisp music.

The yellow finch was scared. He immediately woke up and took it out and took a look. Damn, I didn't know how long it had been. There was a signal. He looked at the number. It was opened by the second uncle. The yellow finch did not dare to delay and answered quickly.

"Uncle!"

"Sparrow, where are you?"

"Uncle, we are in the vast tropical jungle. Uncle, it's hard to say..."

"Bad boy, tell us where it is. Where is it? Also, you stinky boy, ah, didn't I tell you not to act rashly and wait for me to come? Why are you disobedient?" Seeing that the yellow finch could still answer the phone, it was naturally all right, and Huang Hailin's heart also relaxed.

"Uncle, I really don't know now. Uncle, I'm very tired. I've really suffered enough this time. What do you have to scold? Can you wait until you go back to Qingcheng to scold? I just want to go home now!"

"How are your seventh uncle and Xiao Duo?" Huang Hailin smiled knowingly and couldn't help wiping his tears. Listening to the boy's complaint, his heart was sour.

"It's all alive!"

Huang Hailin couldn't help nodding, "Okay, okay, it's good if you don't die. It's good if you don't die. If you don't die, you will be blessed!"

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