Wu Xiaoxie wanted Zhang Zhuxun to take this opportunity to deal with the uncontrollable knife.
But Zhang Shuxun had other concerns. Not to mention that the knife was given to him by the system, but because of the close connection between the knife and him, Zhang Shuxun could not handle the knife at will.
He was not familiar with Black Glasses and could not trust him as much as he did Iron Triangle. If the illusion fell into the hands of the Wang family, he would have more than one bomb hanging around his neck.
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Zhang Zhuxun said to Black Glasses: "I won't hide it from you. I do have a knife, but that knife has some evil qualities. I don't dare to handle it easily, so..."
Black Glasses understood clearly and said nonchalantly: "I'm a greedy person when I see good things. When you get a good knife again, tell me and I'll enjoy it."
He said and handed over a white business card.
Zhang Zhuxun took it and took a look. The big gilded characters on the front said "Zigron Dongqiang Blind Massage", and there was a series of numbers on the back.
Zhang Zhuxun's expression instantly became wonderful.
Black Glasses smiled modestly, "Full-time fighting, massage as a side job, and of course part-time as a bodyguard. If you need anything, just call me. I'm always here for you."
Wu Xiaoxie's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he asked in surprise: "Are you such a good fighter so versatile?"
Black Glasses was happy, "That's necessary. Fighting isn't everywhere, so it's still necessary to have a side job to pass the time."
Wu Xiaoxie wanted to say something else, but the car suddenly bumped and shook violently. As soon as Wu Xiaoxie opened his mouth, his teeth clicked together, almost biting his tongue.
The road ahead was very bumpy. Wu Xiaoxie was afraid of biting himself again, so he didn't dare to speak out and stayed quietly.
Perhaps because there were so many people in the carriage, and there were familiar people behind him, he felt safe, so he fell asleep in a daze.
Halfway through the suburbs, Zhang Zhuoxun got out of the car and drove his Bobcat. He followed Aning's car and drove forward along the highway.
The surrounding population gradually became sparse, until it became deserted.
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After an unknown period of time, Wu Xiaoxie was awakened by a commotion in the carriage. He rubbed his eyes and wondered, "What happened?"
The bearded foreigner, who barely passed Chinese, answered him, "We're here."
At this time, Wu Xiaoxie realized that the car had stopped and Aning and the others had gotten out of the car.
Looking through the car window, there is a sea of people outside. More than a dozen Land Rovers are parked in a row on the Gobi. A large amount of materials are piled on the ground. Bonfires are one after another. Looking around, there are people wearing windbreakers everywhere. It is a circle of tents with uniform specifications. Not far away are huge satellite dishes and lighting gas lamps.
While he was stunned, he was the only one left in the car.
Wu Xiaoxie quickly pulled off his seat belt and got out of the car. A cold wind belonging to the desolate and cold Gobi Desert blew over, making him shiver and sneeze several times in a row.
Zhang Zhuxun had already changed into a pair of desert camouflage overalls and got off the Silver Lynx. Seeing this, he went back and opened the trunk, found a thick windbreaker from the equipment and threw it to Wu Xiaoxie, "Put it on, don't catch a cold. "
Wu Xiaoxie quickly put it on, fastened the buttons, and looked curiously at the car behind Zhang Zhuoxun, "Where did you get this car? It's quite majestic."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and told a little lie, "I bought it here. My car is comfortable to drive."
Wu Xiaoxie gave a thumbs up in appreciation, then pointed at the vehicles with uniform paint and a softened coral antler logo on them, and asked, "What's going on? Why do An Ning and his company have so many people here?" people?"
The bearded foreigner passed by with a black box in his arms. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Super Wu, get ready, we are going to Tamutuo!"
Wu Xiaoxie's face immediately turned pale, and his expression was very strange. The bearded foreigner asked him what was wrong, reluctantly tried to pass it off, and immediately turned to look at Zhang Zhuxun, "Muyu, what on earth is going on?"
Zhang Zhuoxun waved to him, took him back to the car, and told him the whole story.
After Wu Xiaoxie listened, it took a long time before he said "fuck" and said happily: "Fortunately, this time
My mother's reaction is quick. "
As he spoke, he took out Chen Wenjin's notes that he had gotten from the Golmud Sanatorium from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Zhuxun, "Look at this."
Zhang Zhuxun took it and read ten lines at a glance. He quickly read the first one, glanced at the middle and skipped it. He wrote down the last map, returned the note to Wu Xiaoxie, and said in a low voice: "Keep this safe, no. As a last resort, don’t let Aning know.”
Wu Xiaoxie nodded and asked, "So you and my brother are going to Tamutuo with them? What are you going to do there? Can you take me with you?"
Zhang Shuxun pondered for a moment, skipped the first two questions, and said: "Although I personally don't recommend you go there, that place is very dangerous, but I also know your inquisitive nature. Now that you have come here, I want you to be confused again." It’s impossible to go back. If you want to find out what’s in Chen Wenjin’s notes, a trip to Tamutuo is inevitable.”
The two were talking when someone suddenly approached and knocked on the car window.
Zhang Zhuxun lowered the car window and found that it was the Caucasian man.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
The Caucasian man smiled at Zhang Zhuoxun, and then said: "Team leader, please come over."
Zhang Zhu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"
The Caucasian man smiled and said, "The team leader said you will know when you go there."
Zhang Zhuoxun thought for a second, glanced at Wu Xiaoxie who looked confused, and said, "Wait a moment."
After saying that, he closed the car window and said to Wu Xiaoxie, "Let's go, I guess we are discussing the trip to Tamutuo."
The two got out of the car and followed the Caucasian people through the Land Rover base, only to discover that there was a large tent not far behind.
Arriving in front of the largest and most special Tibetan tent, the Caucasian opened the Eight Auspicious Door Curtains and made a sign to invite in.
Through the gap, I saw that Aning and his brother were already sitting inside, as well as the black-glasses, bearded foreigner, and Wu Laosi.
Zhang Zhuoxun looked around at the people and furnishings in the tent, and his eyes paused for a moment on the middle-aged woman wearing Tibetan clothing. Then he looked away as if nothing had happened and said to Wu Xiaoxie, "Come in."
The two of them went in and sat on a small futon on a thick cow-hair blanket opposite Brother and Aning.
A young Tibetan boy poured butter tea for the two of them, and then stood next to an old white-haired Tibetan woman on the main seat, acting very respectfully.
After Zhang Zhuoxun confirmed the identity of the white-haired old woman, he lowered his eyes, took a sip of the butter tea, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Why? It tasted better than what he had tasted before! Could it be that what he drank in his last life was fake?
Not sure, give it another try.
It seems true, the taste is indeed different, um... take another bite.
Wu Xiaoxie, who was sitting upright next to him, saw him drink one mouthful after another, and soon drank most of the bowl of butter tea. He endured it again and again, but still couldn't hold it back, and asked in a low voice, "Are you thirsty?"
Dingzhu Zhuoma, the white-haired old woman, glanced this way, and Aning and the others also looked over.
Zhang Zhuoxun coughed and glanced at Wu Xiaoxie, telling lies.
