Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

Putting the thumb of Zang Gong against Er Bao's lips, "Shhh, keep your voice down."

Er Bao immediately forgot the pain of being spanked, and said in a low voice, "So you're not drunk, that's great!"

Zang Gong hummed, and the words were full of hot alcohol, "Xinliwa has already released the news, there will be reinforcements in a quarter of an hour, let's go now."

It was only then that Er Bao realized that Xin Liwa was delaying time by letting them drink, and he was afraid that he still wanted to play Jianghu Ling's idea.The Huotoujun was greedy, so he used his plan to eat and drink.

Erbao said: "If you want to drink, just tell me, why bother with him."

Cang Gong stared, "In your eyes, I'm just someone who eats and drinks? And steal your money, just like the thief said?"

Er Bao turned his face away, "What, you can believe the words of a drunk."

Tibetan bows are so common that a child has the knowledge, so he lit a few thunderbolts when no one was watching outside the hall, and the bombs knocked out the gangsters.

The fire ignited, but Xin Liwa was still drunk, muttering to stop setting off firecrackers, and don't disturb him to sleep.Er Bao still remembered the pain of his worn out knee, so he called out to Zang Gong to wait for him, then picked up the chicken bones on the table, and stuck them into Xin Liwa's mouth one by one.

Zang Gong stretched his feet against the crack of the door, not to let the outsiders rush in. When he turned his head and saw Er Bao's little trick, he said: "This is no revenge, petty. Are you going to stuff the chicken bones I picked out into him too?" Mouth? Can anyone eat my saliva?"

Erbao said: "You are really petty, what's so precious about drooling, it's not like I haven't eaten it before."

The speaker didn't care about the listener, and Zang Gong thought of his stinky virtues, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile, thinking, why am I so rotten and rotten.

"Okay." Erbao wiped his hands clean, put his luggage on his back, put on the squirrel, and slipped behind Zang Gong.Then Zang Gong withdrew his foot, and the door was knocked open, and several minions fell in scrambling and crawling.

The guy who gave Er Bao medicine at the head was the guy who saw that his boss was still asleep, so he slapped the ground anxiously, "You have a big heart, boss! It's burning your butt, isn't it hot?"

"It's hot, I'll wait for you to save me." The Tibetan bow behind the door grabbed him by the neck, kicked the other two minions out with another back kick, then searched for the remaining half bottle of potion, and handed it to him. Erbao, "The great nephew, treat him in his own way."

"Okay!" Er Bao happily took the potion, opened the minion's mouth, and poured the small half bottle of potion into it.

Minion struggled for a few breaths, but unfortunately his hands were cut backwards and his hair was pulled up. Erbao patted his belly and rubbed his esophagus "intimately". He couldn't hold it anymore and was choked After two sips, I could only swallow with my neck up.

As soon as the cold liquid was swallowed, there was a feeling of being intoxicated by strong wine, and the figure in front of him became double.Minor fell to the ground and whimpered, watching helplessly as the fire outside destroyed several houses, while Lu Yan Wang took advantage of the chaos and took his eldest nephew to escape on horseback.

Suddenly a heat wave surged, and flames licked his stomach.I looked down in a daze, only to find that there was some kind of flame, the heat wave was rolling from his stomach!

"Ouch, but, it's not good~" Xiaoluo covered his stomach, his voice changed.

He covered his mouth, remembered the efficacy of the potion, his face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down and scratched his throat.It's a pity that the medicine was very effective, and before he could vomit it out, the heat wave climbed up his limbs and bones, draining all his strength along the way.

His whole body was sore and limp, and an abnormal red glow appeared on his face. Minor covered his face, panting heavily, and aimed at Xin Liwa who was snoring on the table.With a groan, he rushed over, "Boss~ I'm sorry~"

On the way, Er Bao huddled in Zang Gong's arms, and his butt hurt from being bumped by the horse's back.He asked Tibetan Gong why he didn't leave earlier, he was in such a hurry now.

Speaking of the couple's warning, Zang Gong always felt that the bandit power in this area was expanding too fast, and the officials might deliberately indulge it, so he wanted to make sure how many of them there were.

Erbao asked him again why he took away his certificate, and why he was there today.Cang Gong couldn't tell the truth, so he lied to him that he just went to the palace to explore the way first, and came back after finding that the illness of the Virgin Mary had been cured.

The reason was too perfunctory, and Erbao knew he was lying without even discussing with Squirrel, but right now he needed the Huotoujun to take him to escape, so he had no choice but to suppress his dissatisfaction.

The horses ran out of the rolling hills in one breath. When they were resting, they pulled their bows and pulled Erbao to look back. They saw puffs of smoke rising from the greenery. Like ants, there are at least a few hundred.

Er Bao admired it a little, "You have expected it all!"

Zang Gong said: "It's not expected, it's just to observe the situation. Xinliwa let the carrier pigeon out before eating, I listened."

Then Erbao asked again: "Why do you have such good hearing?"

Cang Gong became impatient and looked at him ferociously, "Are you new to this world? You don't understand this or that. I asked three thousand questions along the way. Not only do I have good hearing and eyesight, but also The **** wants to bite you from time to time, and you have to ask?"

Erbao felt that his words were ambiguous. What does "I want to bite you" mean, isn't it true that when someone is insane, he catches someone and bites him?

He vaguely knew the reason, but he was not willing to admit it. He hesitated and said, "Is it really a heart problem? You didn't have a habit of biting people before?"

Tibetan bow: "...nonsense."

Er Bao began to blame himself again.

If I had known that this would never replace Huotoujun with the heart of unknown origin, I would have let him die.Meddling in other people's affairs not only made him rely on him, but also hurt his benefactor.

This alone is not annoying, as long as people are easy to get along with, they can make do with it, but this guy with a scooter mouth can lie and bluff people, and I don't know which words he can believe and which words he can't believe.

But... the Huotou Army doesn't seem to be unreliable in every sentence, at least his and the tyrant's views on the unification of the six countries are correct.

Er Bao turned to him, his watery eyes were a little innocent, like a bunny not weaned, "General, I have to apologize to you."

"Huh?" Huotoujun was a little flattered.

Er Bao scratched his head embarrassingly, "I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. Those with arms look down on those without arms, and those who can't fly are jealous of those who can fly. I want to unify the world."

Hidden by his eyes, Zang Gong was stunned for a moment sweetly, and suddenly he was splashed with cold water by the word "tyrant", and there was a slight loss of interest.

He rubbed the top of Er Bao's head roughly, and said, "It's not too late to know now. I won't call 'tyrant' and 'tyrant' in the future, I'll listen to it."

When we arrived at the border of the Six Wings, it was dark again and there was no place to live, so Er Bao said he wanted to find a cave to make do for the night.But Zang Gong refused to make do with it, and took Er Bao to the inn where he had lived before and "killed" five people there.

Afraid of being arrested, Er Bao dragged his butt outside the door and refused to enter, so Zang Gong simply bent down and carried the little thing on his shoulder.He has broad and strong shoulders, and it is easier to carry the second treasure than a sack. With a little help, he climbed up the wall of the backyard.

Er Bao felt uncomfortable being controlled by him, and said, "Change, change positions, you are touching my xx!"

Zang Gong's hair was full of black lines, and he slapped Xiaoyuan's buttocks, "Don't talk, look inside."

Er Bao raised his head obediently, and yelled loudly: "It's Qiu Lengjun and the others! How come, why is my little milk dog here?"

Zang Gong took him up the corridor on the third floor, and entered the upper room of Tianzihao as if entering his own home, explaining: "I met Jianying before, and I found the sled team when I came back to borrow horses. Considering a group of The dog is too eye-catching to run on Wangcheng Street, and it is even more difficult to settle down after entering the palace, so I entrusted it to the shopkeeper first."

Er Bao smacked the word "borrow" and corrected, "You are not borrowing, but stealing."

Zang Gong slammed the door shut, condescendingly contemptuously, "Why are you so serious? It's not stealing or borrowing, can I just steal?"

This time Huotoujun didn't lie to Erbao, he snatched the horse, and the store didn't chase it.The person who received these dogs was the shop clerk himself, who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility at the time, and was so "moved" that he almost peed his pants.

Huotou Jun also kindly pointed out two clear ways for him: one is to kill dogs and eat meat, and when he comes back to find the dog, they will set up a trap to catch him; Up and down a way out.

Anyway, no matter how he chooses or what preparations he makes behind his back, the Huotoujun doesn't care.The soldiers will block the water and cover them with soil, and we will talk about the troubles after dawn.

Erbao still didn't believe it, so he tiptoed into the corridor and looked down, and sure enough, he saw the shop assistant greeting the customers, and he was doing quite well.

Not only this guy, but the two patrol soldiers and a couple of bodyguards who were "killed" by Tibetan Gong before should not have died, otherwise this shop should be closed now pending trial.

Er Bao got into the room and threw himself on Cang Gong, "General! I really misunderstood you!"

The Tibetan bow was undefended, and was thrown back to a stagger, but an inexplicable tingling warm current surged up in his heart, and he was so tired that he got goose bumps all over his body.

As a strong man, his innate desire to protect also exploded at this moment.The little thing relied on him, so he also wanted to hold the little thing in his arms and rub it for a while.

He tried his best to restrain himself, licked the corner of his mouth, and said flatteredly: "If you know you made a mistake, be obedient and go back and give me a raise."

Erbao chuckled, "It's easy to say! But is it really okay for us to live in quietly? What if this room..."

"Don't care about him, this room is reserved for patrol soldiers. It's not peaceful outside, so the patrol soldiers don't have the time to come and sleep."

Er Bao thought it was reasonable, thought for a while, and felt that the reason for the unrest outside was not all because a certain Huotou army was too noisy, disturbing the Huiren and the Six Wings.

Just as he was about to make a small bed for the squirrel on the chair, his shoulders were suddenly clasped by five fingers like iron hooks. Er Bao covered his mouth and cried out in pain, "Why are you pinching me?!"

Zang Gong didn't answer, his body swayed, and he fell down in front of Er Bao without warning.

Erbao was terrified, he helped him onto the bed with difficulty, and asked him what was wrong.

Cang Gong was so dizzy that he couldn't speak, but Squirrel realized something was wrong, and shouted to Er Bao: "He's overdrawn, and he's going to drink blood again, Er Bao, run!"

Er Bao was taken aback for a moment, "Just want to drink blood?"

The squirrel was also stunned, "What do you mean by 'just'? You run away!"

Er Bao didn't run away, he rolled up his sleeves and put his wrist in front of Tibetan Gong.

The squirrel was almost paralyzed by his actions, and collapsed on the ground with a groan, rolling and screaming, "Crazy, crazy, Gou Erbao is crazy. It's broken for an irrelevant person." Forget about the rules of opening a shop, and now you don’t even need your life..."

Er Bao said: "Calm down, I'm not crazy. I'm responsible for what he's doing now, and I have to take responsibility. And my benefactor's vitality is still in his stomach, I can't let him die."

"Don't make excuses, you're just different from ordinary people, you're not normal! Who thinks that life is too comfortable to take responsibility for himself?"

The squirrel jumped up as he spoke, and jumped to the head of the bed to crazily pull up the tent to vent. It seemed that only in this way could it alleviate the damage caused by "the second treasure was snatched away".

Seeing his own squirrel jumping wildly, Er Bao felt guilty and knew that what he said was not unreasonable.But the situation of Zang Gong is very dangerous now, if he is not given to drink blood, what should he do if he goes outside to harm others?

Er Bao took out a knife and planned to cut his finger, but the squirrel jumped over and stepped on his wrist, "Don't spoil him! Isn't it just drinking blood, I'll go to the back kitchen and drag him a chicken."

Er Bao was surprised: "Chicken blood is also okay?"

The squirrel was annoyed, "What are you talking about!"

When the squirrel came back with a full load, Er Bao suddenly understood something when he heard the little rooster's "clucking" sound. He grabbed the squirrel and said, "Guess what, I know!"

Squirrel: "Know what?"

Er Bao: "The ten or so little roosters in our family were killed by the general!"

squirrel:"……"

This fool knows it.

Er Bao's mood was as if he found out that Lao Wang next door had stolen his wife, and he was still providing for Lao Wang's son to go to school.

He brought the little rooster in front of Zang Gong, pouted his face, and said angrily: "I know everything about my little rooster, so I don't care about it for now, and I will deduct the salary slowly when you go back and start working officially. "

At this time, Tibetan bow's consciousness finally came back, and he slowly opened his eyes.He looked at the throbbing little cock in Er Bao's hand, and he didn't know what to do, "What are you doing?"

Er Bao said, "Of course it's to fill your stomach."

But Zang Gong shook his head and blocked Er Bao's hand away.

Er Bao didn't understand what he was thinking, thought it was not decent enough, so he cut open the chicken's neck with a knife, and put the chicken blood into the water glass.

The knife is precise, and the little cock passed by without any pain.But looking at the chicken blood gushing out, Er Bao still felt very uncomfortable.

His scalpels have always saved lives, never killed them.

He can only persuade himself that the chicken will not survive tomorrow if it stays in the back kitchen, and it will not be good for anyone to eat, at worst, pay more before leaving, and then beg the store to take the chicken feathers and bury it in a clothes grave.

Er Bao handed the cup to Zang Gong, "Drink it while it's hot."

Zang Gong was drowsy, nauseated by the stench.He didn't have any memory of how he felt when he killed the chicken and drank the blood that night, and he still can't understand how he said it.

But he didn't want to bite the second treasure anymore, so he took the cup, took a few deep breaths, and sent the chicken blood to his mouth—but he tilted his body and vomited it out.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is the warning of poisonous milk.Thanks for the little angel's support, for favorites and comments, for nurturing and liquid! Mua!