Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

Perhaps a person temporarily loses his ability to judge when he is ruled by excessive blood loss and severe pain.For example, now, File could obviously leave the farm immediately, but she went offline with a convulsive IQ, and chose to leave on foot. After walking for about half an hour, she rolled her eyes and tried to move the space forward. Moved.

In this way, she moved like a frame dropped in an old movie until she could see the buildings in the town, and then she began to walk obediently.

Just mentioned the lower IQ limit of the file, so she also forgot to check the farmer's house to see if there is any cash that can be used.Now that her IQ has returned to normal, she can only vomit blood in a small mouth, while taking care of herself not to make too much movement to pull the wound.

She walked, looking at every signboard in An'an Town without any trace.She glanced at the lower right corner of an all-wooden signboard, and a gap in the paint that seemed to have been accidentally scratched attracted her.She stood still at the door, looked at the facade of the tavern, then pushed the door open with ease, and sat on the high chair in front of the bar with skillful movements.

Because it was still daytime, there were not many customers in the tavern, and no one but the bartender appeared until the file entered the door.Wearing bartender clothes is a middle-aged man who is wiping glasses.He glanced up as the file pushed the door open, and paid her no attention after that.

On the old record player in the corner, the records were spinning round and round, and the melodious music diluted the depression caused by the silence.

It wasn't until the uncle's last glass was polished crystal clear that he slowly shifted his eyes to this one. Except that his fingers were not tapping lightly on the bar counter with the rhythm of the music, but making knocking sounds, he remained motionless as if Statue guy.

This guy looked like a new tramp. Not only were his clothes old and ill-fitting, his hair was like a handful of weeds, and his face was as white as a ghost.Since he kept his head half down and didn't speak, Old Luke couldn't even easily judge his gender.

After weighing it for a while, he put down the towel he was holding, and started to work in front of the drawer with some ten-cent bills.He opened the drawer halfway, and the people sitting in front of the bar could only see the coins and small denomination banknotes at the front of the drawer, while Old Luke himself could touch the black gun handle sticking out his head at any time.

While pretending to count his change, he said casually, "What would you like to drink?"

The only guest in the tavern, as if he didn't hear it, was still knocking on the wooden bar leisurely with the rhythm of the music.

Old Luke glanced at it, and continued: "I don't have any drinks suitable for children like you, such as milk and juice."

She still didn't respond. Instead, she seemed to be dozing off suddenly due to drowsiness, and even shook her head in time with the rhythm.

Old Luke quietly reached into the drawer, and the cold texture in his hand made him feel more at ease.His face was gloomy, and his tone became fierce: "Get out of here, kid, this is not a place where everyone can play house!"

"You don't want to fight with me." With the end of the song, the beating fingers finally landed on the table, and the force of the tapping was slightly stronger than before, making a dull sound.This sound was not loud, coupled with the plain but slightly threatening words, it seemed to hit Old Luke's heart.She slowly raised her eyes, her crystal blue eyes were like beautiful glass beads, opposite to these eyes, old Luke's cold sweat drenched his back for no reason.

Sticky sweat glued the shirt to his back, he swallowed subconsciously to relieve his tension and stiffness, but let go of the hand that was holding Mu Cang.

The young man in front of him could not be defeated by this weapon alone.

He is a dangerous beast.

The moment he raised his eyes, he was betrayed by the fierce light that appeared from his eyes through blood circulation.

With the eyes lowered to hide the fierce light, it returned to its fluffy and harmless appearance, like a monster that is now in a state of silence, but is hiding its power and biding its time, waiting for the next blood sacrifice.

This recognition made Old Luke take a step back, he put his hands on the counter, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.He pulled out a stiff smile: "Friend, we have something to talk about."

"That's the best." The new track sounded melodiously, and her fingers jumped up and down once: "Help me release the news, 'the file is short of money'."

She seems to have strayed too far from the track. There are no big-money jobs in this small place, and even the title of "file" hasn't attracted her much work.She is here to feline, but it is just because the camera here is a good display, and she can recuperate her injuries by the way.But old Luke was not as beautiful as she was, and he felt flustered with such a big Buddha in the shop.

"I said, you've been here for a long time, don't you have anything else to do?" While wiping the cup, he watched him play with a straw, repeating a single action like a mentally retarded file.

"Of course, I have an appointment with someone else, and I will leave when I recover a little bit—don't worry, I won't trouble you, I will find a way by myself." She held a straw in her mouth: "There has been a lot of noise outside the city recently, what happened? What's wrong?"

Although he wanted to say something like "you won't go out and see by yourself", he choked his throat and said reluctantly: "Recently, a hammer fell from somewhere on the plain, and no one can lift it. I heard that even the car They can't be pulled."

"Hammer?" She paused, then spit the straw into the trash can with a pooh: "When did it appear?"

"I don't know - if you're so curious, why don't you go and see for yourself, I haven't seen it at the scene!"

The venting of negative emotions only needs a gap. After a local sentence is uttered, the following words will be poured out like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

He completely lost the cautious look he had at the beginning, and angrily, he threw the half-washed quilt on the bar counter: "You have been with me for almost two weeks, you eat and drink for nothing, take this opportunity to leave quickly Go! Go wherever you want, in short, I don't welcome you here at all!"

"Are you driving me away?" She rolled her eyes and looked over.

"Of course! The guests who eat and drink for nothing still expect others to welcome you! Go, go!" He pushed her out of the door like a chicken, and then closed the door with a bang.

The file lay on the glass window, looking at the old Luke who not only closed the door, but also seemed to be afraid of breaking in and bolting it, and finally came to close the window and draw the curtains, shrugged: "Oh well, look Come on, I'm hated."

Now that she was kicked out, she didn't plan to stay here any longer.

She put her hands in her pockets, hunched her shoulders and poked her neck, and walked towards the hammer like a wretched wretch.

At the same time, Tony Stark has been a little irritable recently. He never imagined that in such an information network age, someone could hide under the criss-crossing cameras for such a long time!And finally found the other party because she said "I am short of money".

This frustrates him a bit.

Even this time the CIA is not planning to intervene in dealing with the [hammer that cannot be picked up].

"So, you don't plan to go with us this time?" Natasha leaned against the wall: "Do you want to continue to be angry here?"

"Oh, I don't want to see any news about brats right now. I need to calm down and upgrade the system by the way." He put his hands on the table and turned his back to Natasha: "Go, go, bring Living fossil, call me if you need something."

The file stood far away, watching the crowd doing everything around the hammer, trying to get him to move.They wrapped the hammer with a chain and connected it to the butt of the car. When the gas pedal of the broken car was pressed to the bottom, the engine began to complain suddenly, but the hammer remained motionless.

She touched her chin and looked at the familiar hammer. After thinking about it, she also felt that this thing should not appear here.

"It's amazing." Someone came to her: "Brother looked at this scene and thought it was really amazing."

"Stay away." She didn't even bother to move her eyeballs, nor did she look at the people next to her: "I don't talk to unreliable people."

"Oh my sweetheart, don't be like this, it's so rare that I got away and went to the same place with you, otherwise you thought so many cameras could be so concentrated? You should thank me!" Scratching his head: "Anyway, don't even think about refunding the money, good Deadpool can only get in and out!"

"...Go away, bitch."

"Don't be so cold-blooded, you still have to remember me when you work to make money in the future, my dear~"

She closed her eyes, expressing that she did not want to see the other party's bright red mask.

"Hey darling, did you know that when a woman closes her eyes in front of you it means she's asking for a kiss - so you're charmed by bro?"

The voice was so close that she could almost feel the other person's breath pouring into her ear canal.

She jumped up as if she had been stung, and stepped on Deadpool with a curse.

"Hey hey, don't be angry with the star of tomorrow, how about this bleeding show, how about I have a piece of news that you are absolutely interested in telling you?" He swayed from left to right while raising his hands in surrender Gesture: "Listen sweetheart - this unique hammer has already had more than [-] hits on Youtube. If you don't want to be caught by the scientific researchers who are coming, then I suggest you -"

There is no follow-up.

The roar of the car engine came from far and near, and a series of small black spots visible to the naked eye were constantly enlarged.

The file made a decisive decision, she directly left Deadpool who was still chattering, violently opened the door of the broken car whose paint was almost gone, dragged the person in the driver's seat out and threw it aside to sit in by herself.With a wave of his hand, he cut off the chain on the back of the car, and stepped on the accelerator!

The old car, which was about to fall apart at any moment, circled around in place, and the dust raised up was so choking that people couldn't keep their eyes open.The owner of the car chased a few steps in place and found that it was useless, then grabbed the group of government workers and asked them to solve the problem for themselves.

While stepping on the accelerator in the car, File, who was racing all the way, was also facing a difficult decision in his life at this time.

The car that he forced to drive away just now not only locked the door by himself, but also turned on the radio:

Affectionate male voice: "Oh dear, if you would like to hear a few words from me—"

Generous Seniors: "Your best boy-"

Impatient girl: "Take care of your friend, let him give me-"

Children's screams: "GO AWAY!!!!"

File:  …

With one hand on the car window, Deadpool was scribbling on the roof of the car with an oil-based pen in the other: "Hey dear! Why are you sitting on the trunk all of a sudden? Do you miss me?"

"Shut up, bitch." File said calmly, "It's too stuffy in the car...I want to come out to get some air."

"Stuffy in the car?" Deadpool scratched his hood, squinting his white lenses, looking extraordinarily wretched.

"Honey." The excitement in his words was uncontrollable: "You are not afraid of ghosts, are you?"

There was a long and awkward silence, the only sound was the sound of the engine of the broken car that seemed to be falling apart at any time.

"Deadpool." File said more calmly: "Shut up."

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