8. Late Night Visitors
This shaman’s surname is Akzhan. Nowadays, most banner people have their own Han surname. I think he is suspected of eating the food of his ancestors. You are not a noble surname from a yellow family. Do you want to change your surname to Han?
I have nothing to do with it. The local people are used to calling him Asa (it turns out that Asa’s name has such a meaning... it’s embarrassing). The boyfriend of the beautiful woman happened to meet Asa who had just returned from Lao Pu’s house and said he was Lao Pu.
Tou took something that didn't belong to him and died of a curse. So it became more and more evil one by one. But one thing is true, Old Pu Tou was indeed still alive when he came up from the river.
I lost all interest after listening to the end. This paragraph was not as tempting as I thought, but I felt that I was the bait, because the rat took the opportunity to flirt with the girls. Rats are habitual offenders, and it seems that I will be there again tonight.
He wanted to sleep alone. Mouse's excessive behavior of being intimate with a strange girl attracted the attention of several tattooed gangsters at the table next to him. They were all gearing up, blowing their beards and staring. I thought so, and saw that the local girl was trying to give him a bargain.
I couldn't help but feel resentful when I got the rmb in the hands of this beast like a rat.
Seeing that the momentum was not going well, I couldn't help but pull Mouse and leave. Fortunately, I got a taxi as soon as I got out. Mouse complained that I was getting less and less tacit and said that if I had given him a few more minutes, he might be able to let me do it tonight.
Be happy by his light.
"You idiot, didn't you see clearly what happened just now? The gangsters at the table next to you have already set their sights on you. Take a look at the famous watch you are wearing, and then look at the sparkling diamond on your right ear.
Earrings, please, Brother Hao, can you please stop showing off when we go out from now on!"
At first, Mouzi was very dissatisfied, saying that he asked the driver to drive back and give them a look. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had learned fighting skills, so he wanted to let a few brats have a taste of iron fist.
"Okay, young man, I see you are outsiders. This small place is no better than your big city. Those gangsters hang out in the bars here all year round to attract fans and cause trouble. No matter how capable you are, they can call dozens of people with just one phone call.
Brother, if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, go back, go back, don't get into trouble." The taxi driver was an old man who was very practical and advised with sincerity.
When the mouse saw that it was coming down the stairs, it stopped squeaking.
It was already 11 o'clock in the middle of the night when we got back to the hotel, and the rat was still nagging him, saying that he would never take me with him wherever he goes from now on. I was too lazy to pay attention to him, and was just about to quickly take off my clothes, take a shower, and go to bed. At this time
But suddenly I heard a car passing downstairs of the hotel, then it braked suddenly, the door was opened with a bang, and a lot of people came out. Although this hotel is a four-star hotel, few people in the county visit it, usually from provinces and cities.
We lived on the second floor of the accommodation arranged by the leader when he came down to investigate the work, so the slightest sound seemed particularly real in this silent night.
I estimated that the car was a van, and there were at least five people in the car. Within a minute, the sound came up from downstairs again. Every time I go out with him, I have to be extra careful.
Chapter completed!