Liu Dali stared at Lu Chen and the photographer in front of him, with an extremely solemn expression on his face.
It was impossible for ordinary people to avoid his attack, but Lu Chen seemed to know his purpose from the beginning.
Not only did he avoid his fatal blow, but he also took advantage of the opportunity when he swung the knife to rescue the photographer who was a hostage.
This made Liu Dali begin to doubt Lu Chen's identity.
The rescued photographer kept beating his chest with lingering fear, while Lu Chen also looked at Liu Dali not far away with a wary expression.
He obviously has level 1 fighting skills, but he still feels a lot of pressure when facing Liu Dali.
Even his sleeves were cut, if this knife cut him.
I'm afraid that not only the people present are doomed.
The person in front of me was not at the same level as the traffickers I met before.
At best, the level 1 fighting skills can only match the person in front of you 50-50.
Thinking of this, Lu Chen took a look at his popularity value.
[Current popularity: 19.6w]
There are still four thousand short of the two hundred thousand popularity points required to upgrade skills.
In this case, we can only frighten the people in front of us and delay time.
Lu Chen took a step back, looked at Liu Dali opposite, and said with an arrogant look on his face:
"Who? Who are we, you ask?"
"People give you the nickname Black and White Shuangsha, have you heard of it?"
Seeing that Lu Chen had no intention of attacking, Liu Dali slowly relaxed his tense nerves and shook his head.
When the photographer saw Lu Chen suddenly chatting with the opposite person, he couldn't help but show a trace of confusion on his face.
Fortunately, relying on the long-standing tacit understanding between the two, he could still understand that Lu Chen must have deep meaning in doing this.
Looking at Liu Dali, whose face looked like a skeleton, he mustered up the courage to puff up his chest and said bluffingly:
"You don't even know about us brothers?"
"I was given the nickname Zhang San, the outlaw gangster. I think you must have heard of me when I hacked all the way from Tsim Sha Tsui to Causeway Bay!"
Liu Dali still shook his head slowly.
However, he looked at the camera on the photographer's shoulder with a puzzled expression.
"Since you're an outlaw, why are you carrying a camera?"
The photographer was stunned by Liu Dali's question, and Lu Chen immediately took over.
"Nonsense, without a camera, how can we shoot black and white and impermanence!"
"That's right! Without a camera, how could we take a black and white picture of Wu Chang handing us cigarettes!"
Hearing the words of the two people, Liu Dali covered his forehead helplessly.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say. I forgot that the two people in front of me were still fanatical cultists.
Why should I see something bad? Do I have to see black and white and impermanence and give them cigarettes?
Why don't you say anything and still want to chat with the Lord of Hell down there?
However, although the two of them were not mentally normal.
After Liu Dali learned about the outlaw Zhang San, he felt relieved.
after all.
They are all outlaws, so they must be wanted criminals who will not call the police on their own, right?
In this way, there is no risk of being caught for the time being.
"In this case, let's keep our distance and say goodbye to each other!"
Liu Dali bowed to Lu Chen and the photographer and prepared to leave to find the next hiding place.
Seeing Liu Dali preparing to leave, Lu Chen felt a little anxious at the moment.
With Liu Dali's skills, how many people would suffer if he was really a wanted criminal and released outside.
Lu Chen hurriedly spoke and stopped Liu Dali.
"Hey! Did I tell you to leave? Do you have to give us back the tent we set up there before?"
Lu Chen pointed back in the direction where No. 8 Cao Chengren was setting up his tent.
Liu Dali also understood what Lu Chen meant, turned around and pointed towards the hole he had turned out of before.
The two folded tents were carried in his hands.
He put the tent aside, held his breath in his heart, spread his hands to Lu Chen and said:
"Is that okay?"
Lu Chen took a look at his popularity level, which was still far behind, and shook his head firmly.
No matter what, I have to keep this person here.
"No! You just destroyed the protection that the Bodhisattva gave me and my brother. You have to come and follow us to see the impermanence of black and white!"
Hearing this, Liu Dali couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Although he has been overseas all year round, he still knows what is black and white and impermanent.
When ordinary people see black and white and impermanence, doesn’t that mean they are dead?
In the end, these two weirdos in front of me actually wanted me to see black and white and impermanence with them? ? ?
Liu Dali's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Lu Chen, and he couldn't bear it and said:
"You guys, don't go too far!"
If it weren't for the fact that he was really unsure of defeating Lu Chen, he would have slashed these two weirdos in front of him with his sword.
Upon hearing this, the photographer immediately became unhappy.
He immediately pointed at Liu Dali in front of him and said angrily:
"Too much? Isn't it too much for you to pretend to be a ghost and scare us?"
Liu Dali pretended to be a ghost to scare him, and put a knife to his neck.
The successive frights almost gave the photographer a heart attack.
Now that he heard Liu Dali beat him up, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed at all.
After hearing the photographer's words, Lu Chen hurriedly stepped forward and pointed at the photographer's pants and said:
"That's right! If you hadn't suddenly emerged from the ground, wouldn't he have had to wet his pants?"
Photographer: “Hey eh eh???”
"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
"Brother, this is dew from accidentally getting on the grass while running, not urine!"
The photographer hurriedly defended himself, but Lu Chen seemed not to hear his excuse and looked at him with pity.
"San'er! Needless to say, although I stopped peeing my pants when I was two years old, I understand how you feel!"
Photographer: "You fucking meow###"
Nowadays, when yellow mud falls into the crotch, it is either feces or feces.
Although he didn't know why Lu Chen wanted to hold Liu Dali back, the photographer could only help him.
All he could do was calm down and say to Liu Dali in the distance.
"That's right! You have to be responsible for this!"
Liu Dali looked at the photographer's water-stained pants and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Covering his face with his hands, he said helplessly: "You are so afraid of ghosts, why do you still want to find Black and White Wuchang???"
His intestines were about to turn green at this moment. If he had known better, he would not have crawled out of the tomb.
Now I have encountered these two weirdos. They may not be able to defeat them, but they cannot escape, and they keep torturing themselves.
He was almost depressed to death.
In the end, he looked up helplessly and glanced at the moon in the sky, and nodded in agreement.
"Okay! I'll watch it with you for an hour. Afterwards, no matter what, I have to leave!"
Just like that, the three people who were fighting just now sat down more than ten meters apart.
Lu Chen couldn't help but feel relaxed when he saw that he had successfully held off Liu Dali.
He grabbed an apple on the tombstone next to him and threw it to Liu Dali.
"Since you are willing to accompany us, you are our friend. Come and eat an apple!"
(End of chapter)
