The black bandit chased for a few steps and then fell down. Because of his lack of strength, it was impossible to pursue him any further. Otherwise, the feeling of imminent death would not be a problem. But letting go of the person who chopped him off just doesn't make sense. He felt quite depressed for a while, but there was no way to deal with it.
Fortunately, many people came over at this time. Seeing the heavy rain, they either came to build a shed for the black bandit or make some soup for him. Otherwise, if the weather got cold, the black bandit might not be able to survive it. A doctor from the deserted village also rushed over. He heard that the black gangster was ill and had been stabbed in a plot. He had been stabbed several times. He didn't want to come because he thought of the black gangster's usual behavior and wished he would die now. , but after people's persuasion, they had no choice but to rush over.
Even so, the black bandit was lucky. When he saw the people in the deserted village, regardless of whether it was the time to beat them, he was unexpectedly surprised, and even wanted to vent his anger on these people. At that time, a man was hit with a stone by a gangster because he was not paying attention. Fortunately, he hid quickly and was not hit on the head. He only broke his hand and couldn't hold anything for a while, so he had to run away while cursing.
The other people, seeing that the black bandit was so disrespectful, did not dare to provoke him for a while and went away. Even those who stayed in the black bandit's house did not have good intentions and just confronted him. At that time, the black bandit grabbed a stone, and because the man was lame, he could not run away, so he used a wooden stick to deal with it. As long as the black bandit dared to hit him with a stone, he would immediately retaliate!
Seeing that the man, even though he was lame, was quite difficult to deal with, the black bandit gave up and sat down in the mud, while the tears continued to flow down his face. And the lame man also walked slowly, and soon disappeared from the black bandits' sight, never to be seen again. At this time, the night also became darker, and everything around him seemed blurry at this time. What I saw was just some common things, such as the big tree in front of the door and some extremely thick stones.
Faced with this sudden disaster, the black bandit sat down on the ground, thinking about the bleakness of life. He didn't dare to face it at this time. In addition, his wife didn't know who left with him. If this matter spread, it would be okay. It's a big mistake to say that. The night was already quite dark. The black bandit was lying in a simple shed he had built. He was not sleepy at this time, but he heard someone whispering outside the door. Because of the strong wind, he couldn't understand it, but this person It's just about Shaoqiu's study.
"This Shaoqiu is said to be very good at writing." One person said to the other person quietly.
"Well, that's what happened, but what does it have to do with you?" Another person asked in a rather disdainful tone.
"No, I have stolen other people's things before. If I write this down and pass it on to my descendants, I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate," the man said mysteriously. I'm just burning paper money, isn't this too depressing?"
"Well, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?" Another person said with a long sigh.
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The black bandit was lying in his room, listening to these words. Once Shaoqiu writes about his scandals, it would be bad. "No, I must not let him write about it. I am already miserable enough." , and if you write it down and let more people see it, this is absolutely not okay!" The black bandit said to himself, and when he said these words, the people outside the door had already gone somewhere.
At this time, a strong wind was howling outside the house, causing sand and rocks to fly wherever it passed. Many big trees were broken, and some even fell on the black bandit's shed and pinned it down. But this is better, it can prevent the shed from being blown away by the strong wind, and the big tree can block the sneak attack of the bad guys. It is just right to have a sleep at this time. Let's wait until dawn.
But although the black bandit closed his eyes hard and even taped his eyes shut, he was still sleepy, so how could he fall asleep? Then he kept counting, but even after counting to 100 million, Dongfang turned pale and did not fall asleep.
When the black bandit got up from the bed, he found that his house was covered by a big tree. Fortunately, otherwise, the strong wind blew that night, and the huge stone in front of the door had already disappeared, but it was not blown away by the strong wind. What's the explanation? These tens of thousands of tons of stone were scraped away as soon as they were said to be scraped away. From this, one can imagine how terrifying the power of nature is.
Originally, the black bandit made a fool of himself. Of course, this is absolutely fatal for a person who cares about face. The black bandit cannot bear this grievance. People in deserted villages are not afraid, because no one dares to say anything about themselves. Once they find someone exposing their scandal to their face, it may cost their lives.
That's not what the gangsters are afraid of, absolutely not! He is quite afraid of Shaoqiu now. Once Shaoqiu spreads the matter out and let people know, saying that his wife ran away with someone, and he was stabbed several times, this will be a big deal for the gangsters. , absolutely unacceptable.
But how can we prevent Shaoqiu from writing about his own affairs? The black bandit's idea at the time was to break off one of the man's fingers, but after thinking about it, he felt that such an approach was too cruel, so he wanted to confuse him. As long as this man was confused, he might write his own scandal. Maybe something good will happen.
The black bandit knows that Shaoqiu likes other people's little flowers, and that's right. This person doesn't urinate and look like himself. He has no strength. Even if there is a load of millet on the mountain and this person is asked to pick it, I'm afraid I can’t pick it back! Such a person thinks about Xiaohua and such a powerful hero. Even if Xiaohua usually looks at him, he doesn't dare to think anything wrong about it. But this person who is studying is better, really. The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be.
As long as he makes some fuss about Xiaohua and makes this beautiful girl not love Shaoqiu, then Shaoqiu will not understand and may go crazy. What's more, he was able to persuade the girl in front of the scholar. If this continues, one day, the scholar will not be able to bear the mental blow of love and will go crazy.
Suddenly, he stopped eating and went straight to Uncle Hua's house. At this time, Uncle Hua did not dare to go out because of the plague, and he was very careful about visitors, but at this time the black bandits Not to mention asking him to wear a mask, even if he was given a pair of glasses for free, he would still refuse. Although he is such a big and strong man, he cannot bear hardships at all. He can only carry a small amount of the load, and he will stop doing it if it is a little more.
For this reason, people also criticized it a lot, feeling that it would be irresponsible for everyone's safety. But people also know that the black bandit, although this mask does not weigh much at all, if weighed, it only weighs about a few grams, but if the black bandit does not do it, it seems that if he wears it like this, it will crush his mask. The nose and other things are even equivalent to blocking the air, thus preventing one from breathing out!
For this reason, the black bandit often fights with others, because in the black bandit's view, there must be some intention to treat him like this. This does not mean asking him to breathe less? What is the difference between this and asking someone to eat less? ?
"Damn, I know your tricks. If you don't exhale less, as time goes by, your whole body will lose strength. Are you people going to beat me again?!" The black bandit said to those who wanted to carry their own masks. , "I'll fuck your old mother!"
It was for this reason that the people in the deserted village did not dare to ask the black bandit to wear a mask. Some people even sacrificed a hand for this. At that time, the black bandit refused to wear the mask, but the man also had good intentions, so he ignored it. The black bandit objected and forcibly put the mask on the black bandit's mouth. The black bandit was not easy to mess with, so he bit off a lot of the man's hand through the mask, which was considered useless! For this reason, the people in the deserted village no longer dare to ask the black bandit for anything. If he doesn't wear it, he won't wear it. What can be done?
For this reason, when he saw the gangster entering his house, Uncle Hua did not dare to say anything at all. He just covered his mouth with his hands. Although he could not speak clearly, he could not speak clearly. At least it puts yourself in a relatively safe situation, right? "What advice do you have here?" Hua Bo asked.
"I'm here for no reason, but I heard that Shaoqiu wants to sleep with your daughter!" the black bandit said.
"Is what you said true?" Uncle Hua covered his mouth with his hand, so his words were a little unclear, but the general meaning was understandable.
"It's absolutely true!" the black bandit said with a serious face.
"Okay!" Hua Bo's face turned red and white at this time. Anyone in the deserted village can sleep with his daughter, except Shaoqiu, because this scholar can't hold anything with his hands or shoulders. It will not do you any good to lose your relatives.
For a moment, the whole room was dead silent, no one spoke, and the air seemed to be solid at this time. Uncle Hua was already crying because he felt quite angry. "Okay!" Uncle Hua said. After saying this, he kept banging his head against the wall.
"I'm leaving. The words are here. As for what to do next, it's up to you!" The black bandit said these words and left in a hurry.
At this time, Uncle Hua wished he could rush into Shaoqiu's house and fight with him. He was worried about dealing with people from such a deserted village, but dealing with Shaoqiu and his ilk, he was a scholar after all, so what's the big deal? , not to mention that he still has such thoughts, when will he not hit him now? But I heard that in front of Shaoqiu's house, there were already a lot of corpses piled up due to the plague. I'm afraid it won't work if I go there.
I don't want to go now. It won't be too late to go after the plague. Anyway, these days, because of his illness, Shaoqiu won't come out, and Xiaohua won't go out all day either. Don't be too busy beating him.
