"When" the rebar horn gun bent into a 'u' shape was thrown at Yang Ke'er's feet, Yang Ke'er shrank her head timidly, looking around at the corners of her eyes to find the figure of d2.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her, walked to the backpack he had put on the ground, picked up the military water bottle and filled it in a row, until the water bottle bottomed out.
"Well, where's the boos?" Yang Ke'er asked in a low voice behind her, her voice was soft like a kitten meowing!
Zhang Xiaoqiang gave her an angry look, lit a cigarette with his mouth in his mouth, and took a deep breath. Looking at the curling white smoke in a daze, he summed up the gains and losses of facing d2 this time.
"Well, uncle, you are so amazing! Did you beat that ****oos away?" Yang Ke'er courted Zhang Xiaoqiang, carefully observing Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression, now patriarchy has the upper hand.
"Aren't you amazing? Didn't you transform into a beautiful girl? Aren't you going to punish it on behalf of the moon? Why did you lie there and fall asleep?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang questioned Yang Ke'er, feeling more and more depressed.
Yang Ke'er refused to leave, she insisted on fighting d2 one-on-one, but as soon as she got up, she hit the street.
If Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't stabbed d2's chrysanthemum, Yang Ke'er would have been in d2's stomach by now.
If Yang Keer tried his best, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not be unreasonable. But the most important thing is that she fell asleep right in front of d2.
I've seen him looking for death in newspapers and magazines before, but I didn't expect him to meet him today.
"That, that? I don't know either! At that time, I felt a tightness in my chest, and I didn't know anything when my eyes were dark! Until you woke me up!"
Yang Ke'er was also tilting her head thinking about the scene at that time, but she couldn't figure out that she would fall asleep.
Looking at Yang Keer's still confused look, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, "The little girl now, how did her teacher educate her?"
I found two boulders that were close together, and inserted the rebar into the crack of the stone. Yang Ke'er forcefully straightened the rebar horn gun.
Seeing the gun body in Yang Keer's hand being straightened, Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke.
"What are you holding in your hand?"
"Uncle, didn't you say it, what is it called a horn gun!" Yang Ke'er looked at the spear in his hand and then at Zhang Xiaoqiang, somewhat puzzled why he said these things.
"You also know that thing is called a gun? Is the gun used to smash it?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was very angry, and she worked so hard to make a horn gun for her, but she regarded it as a mace.
"..." Yang Ke'er lowered her head and said nothing, she felt very wronged, as long as she could hit the monster, wouldn't it be good to smash it
Seeing that Yang Ke'er lowered his head and refused to admit his mistake, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little annoyed, he took a few deep breaths, and patted his cheeks to calm himself down.
"Can you break it open with a gun?" Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to the boulder beside him and said to Yang Ke'er.
Yang Ke'er looked at the rock that was as tall as her, and then looked at the thickness of the rock that was not less than the height, stuck out her tongue and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang shaking his head.
"Poke it with a horn gun." Zhang Xiaoqiang said calmly.
Yang Ke'er glanced at him suspiciously without saying a word, raised her hand and raised her gun to "swipe" at the rock.
Just like chopsticks piercing into tofu, an 80cm animal horn easily pierced into 40cm. Yang Keer was very surprised, and looked at the gun body in her hand in disbelief.
"Do you understand?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Ke'er as he saw the animal horn spear spinning and pulled out from the boulder, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the stone wall.
"..."
Yang Ke'er still looked puzzled, she didn't understand what Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to say.
Pressing his temples hard with his thumbs, he said to himself:
"Calm down, calm down. You were still catching eels and frogs when you were her age. You have to be calm!"
After a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled sullenly, looked at Yang Ke'er who was still confused and said:
"There is nothing that the gun in your hand can't pierce so far! Especially the spiral pattern on the horn can destroy the breach more thoroughly. If you encountered d2 just now, you didn't use it to smash it, but to smash it The animal horn pierces its knee joints and crushes its bones, d2 should lie on the ground and be tortured by you!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang also blushed a little after speaking in one breath, he just thought of these things, but even if he knew earlier, he didn't have Yang Ke'er's strength, and couldn't penetrate so deep.
"En." Yang Ke'er nodded, she really understood now.
"But, it was you who asked me to smash it in the first place!" Yang Ke'er's voice came, interrupting Zhang Xiaoqiang's pride as a temporary educator.
"Huh? When did I ask you to smash it?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was at a loss.
"That's when I killed the first monster! Didn't you give me a hammer!"
Yang Ke'er's words deeply hurt Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart: "You can't live without doing your own crimes!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer entangled with Yang Ke'er whether to stab or smash, he greeted Yang Ke'er and walked towards the place where d2's corpse lay.
"Wow! Uncle, you are so powerful! You killed such a big boss!"
Yang Ke'er was surprised to see d2 lying in the ditch, she couldn't figure out why she rushed to the street as soon as she got up, but Zhang Xiaoqiang was able to eliminate it.
"Go and pull out the horn gun for me." Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to the chrysanthemum gun on the back door of d2 and said to Yang Ke'er.
"Hey! How disgusting! Uncle, you are too wretched! Where can you insert it like this, how dirty!"
Yang Ke'er was very resistant to Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, and she just didn't want to pull it out.
"You don't have to go, next time I meet d2, I will use your gun to stab him."
Zhang Xiaoqiang threatened Yang Ke'er.
"Okay! Just go, why are you talking so disgustingly!"
Yang Keer complained, and slowly walked towards the iconic chrysanthemum gun inserted on the back door of d2.
The light of your tears is weak and wounded, the pale moon bends, hooks the past, the night is too long and condenses into frost, who is icy and desperate in the attic, the rain flicks lightly, the scarlet window, my whole life is in The paper is blown by the wind, the dream is in the distance, it turns into a wisp of incense, drifting with the wind, your appearance, the chrysanthemums are covered with frost, your smile has turned yellow, and the flowers are heartbroken, my heart is quietly flowing, the north wind is chaotic The night is young, your shadow cuts constantly, leaving me alone on the lake in pairs, the flowers are already in the evening, and the splendor is falling, in the withered world, the fate is unbearable, worrying about crossing the river, the autumn heart is torn in two, I am afraid that you will not be able to make it Shore, rocking forever, whose rivers and mountains, the sound of horseshoes frenziedly, my uniform, whistling vicissitudes, the sky is slightly bright, you sigh softly, a night of melancholy is so euphemistic, chrysanthemums are covered with frost, your smile has turned yellow, and the flowers have fallen I am heartbroken, my mind is lying quietly, the north wind is turbulent, and the night is still young, your shadow is constantly cutting, leaving me alone on the lake in pairs, the chrysanthemums are covered with frost, your smile has turned yellow, the flowers are falling, my heart is heartbroken Lying quietly, the north wind is chaotic and the night is still young, your shadow keeps cutting, leaving me alone on the lake in pairs... Yang Keer is singing Chrysanthemum Terrace, Zhang Xiaoqiang is holding a chrysanthemum gun in his hand, the tip of the gun is still so clean New, under the sunlight, streamers flashed on the lines from time to time, like a living thing.
Looking at the gleaming animal horns, Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt awkward. Although he washed it with water several times and disinfected it with white wine, Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt that the smell was wrong. There was nothing he could do about it.
After refueling and ignition, the three-wheeled agricultural vehicle came alive again and drove towards the bridge.