How dare they look down on drug lords?
How dare you? !
When I saw the corgi lying shaking at the door of my thatched house, and Old Qiao turned away without mercy, I thought of all the big brothers I had seen in society in my life, and found that the group of people tied up It's impossible to even carry shoes for Old Qiao.
Look at how they handled this matter.
Killing the culprit with one shot, and having the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, he comforted the cook, and then used his power to shout everyone away, leaving an indelible shock in their hearts.
After these three kicks, who would see him not trembling?
To be fair, even if Old Qiao sneezed next to the Green Soldier, the boy would have to hold his head and squat down.
Look at how people use the evil in human nature for you, neatly and neatly.
I have rarely admired anyone in my life, but at this time, I admired Lao Qiao to such an extent that it was difficult to attach more importance to him.
Even in the following days, Lao Qiao became the little old man who loved pets again.
Yes, Lao Qiao is particularly fond of pets.
He has a cat, and he has a huge Maine Coon. He hugs it every day, even if it is covered in cat hair, he still has to hold it and kiss it. He talks to the cat like he is coaxing a child: "Oh oh oh~ Poor little boy, does he miss his grandpa?"
He also had dogs. In addition to the corgi that fell to death, he also had a teddy. The dog dared to run up to him casually when he sat down, and then lay on his lap to bask in the sun.
And horses.
Lao Qiao loves horses. Can you believe that such a big warlord, drug lord, and local ruler actually hoofs Matthew himself?
Every time he finished hoofing Matthew, he would ride the horse for a walk himself, then wash the horse before sending it back.
The most important thing is that whether he is playing with cats, dogs or horses, he is always in full view of the public and does not hide or dodge, just like the head of the village.
And since he came, I have never heard the cook murmur something like, "What's wrong with Old Qiao?" This guy put almost all his energy into the sterile laboratory.
85.83%, 87.96%, 89.91%!
When he failed to reach 90% purity three times in a row, the cook panicked without Lao Qiao threatening him.
Because after Lao Qiao got up in the morning, he started to ignore him.
It was not like this when Lao Qiao first arrived. Every morning when he got up, he would say hello to the cook and tell the cook with a smile on his face: "Don't stay up late, your face has turned pale."
But after failing to bring up the purity three times, Lao Qiao walked over in front of the cook in the morning without saying a word.
Yes, the cook has never had a day's sleep since Old Qiao came. He gets up early every morning and goes to the sterile laboratory to do research conscientiously.
If there hadn't been the power of the shot that day and that human life as a foreshadowing, Old Qiao might have had to waste a lot of time to clean up this thing. Now?
No matter where they go, today's cooks act like psychos. They keep mumbling various chemical formulas, and even stand there thinking about them for more than half an hour when they encounter any problems.
Old Qiao, it’s heartbreaking to kill people.
"Out!"
"Out!!"
When I heard the excited voice of the cook again, it was three days after Lao Qiao arrived in the village.
I was cleaning the cook's house at that time, and the green soldiers took away an unopened box of Chinese food from the cook's bedside table. Then, the cook's shouts came from all over the yard.
I didn't dare to move, and I managed to pack everything up before turning around and walking out. At that time, the cook, Lao Qiao, and the green soldier officer were standing together. The cook was holding a testing instrument and was shouting crazily: "91.84% !”
"91.84%!"
"I'm done, old Joe, I'm fucking done!!!"
The cook's face was distorted with excitement, as if he had been completely released under great pressure, and the greenskin officer was smiling as if he had seen the reward.
Where is Lao Qiao?
He reached out and patted the cook's arm, and said as calmly as water: "Very good."
His two words automatically turned into: "Wouldn't this save my life?"
Then, he walked away.
There is no mention of rewards based on merit.
Lao Qiao seems to deliberately make his behavior unpredictable, making everyone unable to figure out the context and get no results.
"Does he feel that I am too slow to produce this result?"
The cook looked at the Greenskin officer in disbelief: "But this sterility test was only done three days ago!"
Did you see that one of Lao Qiao's abnormal reactions started to make the cook frightened? What kind of trouble could such a person create?
What was even more unexpected was that when everyone felt that Lao Qiao would not give any attitude, several cars came to the village that night.
Green pickup trucks brought boxes of beer and wine, and some of them had many gorgeous women sitting in them.
At that moment, the cook opened his mouth in excitement, like a child who finally got the toy he wanted. He rushed towards the group of women, and after holding them in his arms for two or three, he smiled "hahaha" Make a sound.
Only then did Lao Qiao lead a group of green soldiers into the yard, and asked the green soldiers to wrap the sterile laboratory tightly, just in case.
I have never seen any of these women. However, they should be armrest girls at some entertainment venues in Meng Neng. But in terms of quality, they are much higher than those in the 729 Park. They are 1.7 meters tall and slender. figure.
At that time, I was eating in the thatched house, and I was still eating curry rice.
Old Qiao set up the table in the yard, and when the green soldiers brought out all kinds of delicacies from the car and filled the table, Old Qiao turned around and looked at me.
He walked over slowly, with steady steps.
Then he walked into the room generously, stood in front of me and asked, "You can't hear me, can you?"
I looked at him and stuffed a wooden spoon of rice into my mouth stupidly.
Lao Qiao was embarrassed, sighed and cursed: "I can't fucking speak dumb." He looked around and found that there was no one available, then turned to me and said: "Where we are, There is an old saying, it’s better to leave a group behind than to leave alone one person, do you understand?”
I looked directly at him.
"Do you understand if you love me?"
Lao Qiao reached out and took the knife away from my hand, placed it on the ground casually, then took my arm and pulled me up from the room, just like that, he dragged me out of the room and pressed me down next to the table. Location.
"make!"
I still held the wooden spoon in my hand and didn't move at all.
Lao Qiao had already taken a step out. He turned around and saw that I hadn't made any move. He simply took out a piece of ribs from the plate, put it directly into my hand, and looked at me: "Make it!"
I hesitantly took a small bite, and he turned his head with satisfaction and sat down at the main seat.
(End of chapter)
