Looking around, the broken tent was right in front of me. The temperature outside also began to drop sharply at this time. I had no choice but to get into the dirty tent again to take shelter from the wind and keep warm.
Although I was very sleepy, I didn't dare to sleep because I was worried about what if I fell asleep and when I opened my eyes again, I would be tied up again. Being able to escape successfully once does not mean that I can still escape. There is a second time.
So I sat down directly in front of the tent curtain and observed the movement outside the tent through the gap in the curtain.
From this position, you can still vaguely see the place where people were singing and laughing, but the sound of the singing was no longer audible. It seemed that everyone had gone into their respective tents to do some aerobic exercise.
Unknowingly, I started to have random thoughts, and I didn’t know which rich man had entered Jasmine’s tent.
People are most likely to fall asleep in the quiet night. My eyelids started to tremble just thinking about it, and I fell asleep without even realizing it.
When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by a big hand. When I turned around, I saw that the guy I had kicked unconscious before had woken up.
"Hey, didn't you say you were going to pee? Have you finished peeing? Why are you still wearing your clothes!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I responded to him directly, but the so-called response was still a lift of my legs, which immediately made him fall asleep again.
At the moment when the guy was knocked unconscious again by my kick, I suddenly heard a faint sound of joking coming from outside the tent.
Looking out through the gap, I found that the sky had begun to turn white. In the light mist, seven or eight figures walked toward the broken tent, talking and laughing, arm-in-arm.
They were talking loudly, but because they were all speaking Tibetan, I didn't understand a word.
But looking at the unfinished expressions on their faces, they were obviously talking about the night of passion last night.
Because the Tibetan area is empty, the distance is still far away, but the sound has been transmitted first.
I turned around and glanced at the unconscious guy. I felt that there was plenty of time, and I had a plan in mind.
About ten minutes later, this group of people swarmed into the tent smelling of alcohol.
Gonpot glanced at the man who was tied up and seemed to be sleeping soundly with his head down, wearing only a pair of shorts, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Hey, kid, wake up. Fifty thousand yuan is too little. I spent more than ten thousand yuan in one night. It's not enough. Please call that big fat pig again and ask him to transfer another one hundred and eighty thousand yuan." Yes, did you hear that?"
After Gonbo finished speaking, he saw that the other party still lowered his head and said nothing. He couldn't help but feel unhappy. He stepped forward with a Tibetan knife and put it on the other party's neck.
"Damn it, stop pretending to sleep with me here, call me quickly, or I will cut off your flesh piece by piece, do you hear me!"
After yelling and scolding again, there was still no response, which made Gonpot even more angry. He immediately called on a few of his subordinates to pick him up, and then he yelled and cursed again with a knife, "You fucking think I don’t dare, right? Now I’ll cut off a piece of meat from your body and drink it with you, so you can see if I dare or not!”
As he said this, Gonpo slashed with his sword, but before the hidden sword in his hand was waiting to fall, he was suddenly startled.
Then Gonpot grabbed the other person's hair and lifted it up. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not me at all, but the unconscious guy.
"Hey, what's going on? Where is the person? Find me quickly!" Gonbu shouted.
"No need to look for it, I'm here!"
As soon as I opened my mouth, everyone turned their heads immediately and realized that I wasn't going anywhere at all. I was standing behind them, wearing the skin I pulled from that guy's body, fishing in troubled waters. Woolen cloth.
While they were stunned, I took off my extremely dirty Tibetan robe with just a flash, and then I rushed to the guy closest to me with my Tibetan knife in hand.
I don’t want to kill anyone, I just want to teach these shameless people like Kampot a lesson, so although I have a Tibetan knife in my hand, it’s just a bluff. To deal with these guys in front of me, my remaining fists and kicks are enough. .
In just one minute, all six or seven of Gonpot's men were knocked to the ground by me.
Before they even had time to pull out the Tibetan knife from their waists, I put the Tibetan knife against their necks, and then kicked and punched them to make them fall to the ground unconscious.
"You...don't come here!"
Gonpo held a Tibetan knife in both hands and looked at me with horror.
Looking at him, I did not take action directly, but walked up to him, stretched out a hand and said, "Give me all my things back."
After hearing this, Gonbu hurriedly put all the things I had in my hands one by one.
After putting all the corresponding things back to their original places, I looked at Gonbu who was holding a Tibetan knife in both hands and trembling uncontrollably and sneered: "Gonbu, aren't you really awesome? Don't you want to piece me together?" Are you going to chop it into pieces and feed it to the vultures? I am standing in front of you right now, you chop it up!"
Dang clang...!
The Tibetan knife in Gonpot's hand fell to the ground, and then his legs softened and he knelt directly in front of me.
"Brother Dong, ah no, Grandpa Dong, please don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Looking at Gonpot, who was wagging his tail like a dog and begging for mercy, I said with disdain: "Killing you will make my hands dirty, but if you are punished by death, you will not be able to escape alive. You have spent so much money on me, and I will have to pay for it." Just get some interest back...!"
I didn't kill Gonpot, and I showed mercy to him by not letting him faint like the others.
I just asked him to strip naked, and then tied me to a dead tree trunk on a raised hillside.
Looking at the vultures circling in the blue sky above my head, I smiled and said to Gonpot, who was so frightened that he was incontinent: "I won't do anything anymore. Once it soils my clothes, just let him go." They can come down and eat by themselves. I hope you are still alive when someone finds you. Goodbye!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"
Gonbu whined, seemingly calling for help, but no one else could hear his voice because I stuffed his dirty shorts into his mouth.
It won't be long before there will be a lot of tourists wandering around. Then someone will naturally save his life, but it's hard to say what he will become by then.
A small episode has passed, and it's time for me to officially look for Xue Nanfeng.
I had always thought that it was Xue Nanfeng who made the harassing phone calls to me, but it turned out to be an unexpected mistake. It seemed like it was just a coincidence. Xue Nanfeng would not find a guy like Kampot as his helper.
The clues to the harassing phone calls have been cut off, and now only the clues to Dzi Zhu are left.
I also brought out the fake dzi bead that was broken in the antique shop, hoping that I could use the broken dzi bead to find that bastard Xue Nanfeng.
The idea is good, but once it is put into operation, it is really difficult. I forgot that this is a tourist attraction. There are as many small merchants as ants. After a cursory look, there are only those selling Dzi beads. There are no less than thirty or forty of them.
At a glance, my head was really spinning, but in the end I went from stall to stall, just thinking that I could find Xue Nanfeng as soon as possible and let him release Liu Tingting and Ximei.
I spent half a day visiting all the stalls selling Dzi beads, but I couldn't find any clues.
Just when I was frowning, suddenly a person seemed to have no eyes and bumped into me.
I was feeling depressed and had nowhere to vent, but when this happened, the fire in my heart suddenly burst into flames.
"Hey, stop. Are you blind or mute? You hit someone and you didn't even say sorry!"
I turned around and grabbed the shoulder of the person who just bumped into me, but I didn't expect that my grab only pulled off a windbreaker from that person.
At the same time, something fell to the ground in front of me. I looked for it and found that it was a fake three-eyed dzi bead!
