"Your mouth and I are almost worn out. Why don't you understand? You can't go out for the time being. When I'm leaving later, I will definitely not stop you."

At the back door of the Sunshine Hotel, Xu Gaopeng stretched his arms and blocked the front of an electric three-wheeler filled with water.

"Why, I didn't give me any money when I collected the slurry, why did I kidnap me?"

The old man opposite asked with a blushing face and thick neck.

The old man was about sixty years old, wearing a dirty security jacket, and a fisherman's hat with a color that had already been seen on his head. It was a black wrinkle covered with knife-like wrinkles, and his teeth were also lost. He spoke and ran around.

"It's not a kidnapping, it's because you can't let you go for the time being. Why can't you understand the human words?"

Xu Gaopeng repeated the dry mouth again.

He did nothing for the past half day, and he was sweating profusely just talking to this old man. You can imagine how helpless he was. The key is that the other party is still there, so he can't be hard.

"Who do you scold me for not understanding people's words?"

The old man jumped off the tricycle with excitement, grabbed Xu Gaopeng's arm and howled.

"You let go of my ankle."

Xu Gaopeng specially changed into a pure white down jacket today, and the other party instantly caught several black marks.

"Why, can you still dare to hit the old man?"

The old man shrank his head and simply sat on the ground with his butt, hugged Xu Gaopeng's thighs tightly, as if he had been bullied by someone.

"Uncle, how much does it cost to collect a truck of swap? Where can I deliver it?"

Wu Bei looked around for a few minutes, then walked over and asked questions with a smile.

"What do you mean? Want to grab a life?"

The old man tilted his head and glanced at him and asked.

"Do you think this is OK? You buy a rest at the price of double the amount of water in a car. You always park your tricycle next to it. We will definitely let it go within two hours."

Wu Bei spoke and took out a few big red banknotes from his pocket to signal.

"You young man is better than him, and it makes people feel much more comfortable."

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, quickly got up from the ground, grabbed the big ticket in Wu Bei's hand, and asked again worriedly after he was about to finish it: "I won't sell the slurry to you, I have to take it back and feed the pigs."

"Who cares about your little bit of stuff?"

Xu Gaopeng muttered annoyedly, dipped his saliva and wiped the black marks on his cuffs.

"Chonimad, don't run!"

At this moment, Wang Liangliang's rough voice suddenly came from the courtyard.

Wu Bei turned around and saw a young man with yellow hair on his head strode towards them in the direction of their eyes. Liu Zihua, Lao Lu and Wang Liangliang were panting and chasing.

This kid Wu Bei had seen it. It was the weird guy holding a mobile phone in the corridor to find signals before the auction started. Wu Bei clearly remembered that he had a strong earthy smell. When the auction was ongoing, Wu Bei had specially looked for him, but he did not see his trace.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The young man stuck out his tongue like a big wolfdog, his eyes wide open, his cotton jacket was torn and his fluff flew around him, and there were iron pipes tied to his arms. When he saw Wu Bei blocking the road with a long sound, the young man's speed did not decrease and he rushed over.

"Good guy!"

Just when the dog days were less than one meter away, Wu Bei was quick-eyed and hugged his waist, then his rush was like throwing it hard, and a hug fell to overturn the guy on the spot.

"Oh, damn..."

The young man's face was first on the ground, and a large piece of skin was rubbed off his cheeks, and he was wailing bloodily.

"Damn it, run!"

Lao Lu rushed over panting, raised her legs and stomped heavily on the other person's head.

"This basket is so energetic, which makes us... we walked downstairs and downstairs for several laps."

Wang Liangliang was also out of breath and supported his knees with his hands explaining.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Wu Bei was about to pull up the guy and ask clearly, when Xu Gaopeng's harsh shout suddenly came from beside him.

Then I saw a dirty plastic bucket flying over like a cannonball, and Wu Bei bounced a step toward the side with a conditioned reflex.

"Crash!"

Wang Liangliang's reaction was slower, and the entire bucket of water knocked him over, and the disgusting residue inside poured him firmly.

"Get into the car, bastard!"

The old man who was squatting on the side and wrapped in dry tobacco was riding on the electric tricycle. He shouted at the yellow-haired boy on the ground, and then the front of the car crashed into Lao Lu.

The old green instinctively dodged, and the yellow-haired guy knocked up with a beautiful carp and jumped up like a monkey to the back of the three-wheeled round.

“Buzz!”

At the same time, a motor roared out of the back of the electric tricycle, and drove out of the back door at a rapid speed, and rushed out twenty or thirty meters with a skeleton of black smoke.

"Is this special code or is it a gasoline hybrid?"

Xu Gaopeng opened his mouth in shock. He was just closest to the old man, but he didn't have time to reach out to stop him.

"It's a day, why don't you pull the handlebar?"

Liu Zihua complained in anger.

"I...I didn't expect his car to be used for both use..."

Xu Gaopeng squirmed his lips speechlessly.

"Male Gobi is so disgusting."

The other one, Wang Liangliang, who was covered in sludge, almost exploded on the spot.

"Mr. Wu, this..."

Lao Lu turned his head and looked at Wu Bei.

"It's okay, you can run away and the monk can't run away. The melon-skinned head is definitely still in the hotel. Let Wang Shun continue to watch the surveillance."
Chapter completed!