Uncle San pulled off a handful of banana leaves and supported them on his head, and began to cover them, "Small guy, I can do this."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Xiaoxing didn't even look at his funny look and said perfunctorily.

"Hmph, you didn't even watch it." Uncle San accepted the task and became serious for a moment. He was angry when he saw Zhou Xiaoxing so disliked.

Why is this line so familiar? Isn’t this an exclusive term for girls to ask if the boys’ clothes look good? Uncle San also uses them, it’s not concise.

To end this conversation, the love liars in history have a set of conventional methods.

"Wow, it looks good, you are the best in the world." Zhou Xiaoxing was worried. He twisted his butt exaggeratedly, turned around, looking at the face that third uncle could not bear to look directly, combined with the hat of the big banana leaf, his real thought in his heart was, "This third uncle has something wrong. He puts such a big hat on himself, it's still green."

Uncle San stretched his eyebrows with satisfaction when he heard this. Since ancient times, the routine has been popular. Should it be so useful?

And Uncle San just called, and this task was not difficult at all. If he wanted to play, he would accompany him. It was just a bit stupid.

Zhou Xiaoxing moved the banana leaves covering his head away. He didn't like it, so he took two steps forward and approached the master who was looking around.

"Master, sit down, for a while. After we go in, don't even say anything. Just listen to me. When it comes to touching cards, you just touch the cards. Once I touch your ears, you will become a 3-year-old boy. OK?"

He spoke very slowly and tried to let his master understand clearly. It was either Zhou Xiaoxing was more patient, but he just didn't want to say it again. First of all, he had already been worn out by his third uncle, and now he wanted to fight and decide quickly.

The master touched the banana leaves on Zhou Xiaoxing's head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Unhate, the third uncle moved the stupid banana leaf over again. Zhou Xiaoxing swallowed and grabbed the master, "Master, tell me it." Brother Jiu is definitely not a good person. Master is his ace. He wants to make sure that this ace can be used before the war begins.

"Uh, uh." The master stuttered a little.

Zhou Xiaoxing shut up, can't remind, must not remind. Strict teachers will produce high disciples.

"Uh, you said, I don't even talk after I go in. Well, wait, wait until the cards are shuffled before moving." The master went astray without any surprise.

Zhou Xiaoxing pretended to be angry and stared at him.

"Uh, no, I will touch you when I touch the cards. Then, uh, after that, when I want to become a 3-year-old, I will touch your ears." The master raised his head slightly and finished memorizing like memorizing.

"No, it's when I touched my ears. Master, you become a 3-child." Zhou Xiaoxing still remembers that in "God of Gambling", Daozi was impatient and beat his master. In the end, he spent a lot of energy to coax him well. He suppressed his annoyance and whispered to correct his master.

Why do you need to spend a lot of effort to make up for it afterwards? Zhou Xiaoxing is not so stupid, and his master is also very cute now, just reacting slowly.

Response slowly?

"Master, wait for the array, you must be more eye-catching and react faster." He was still anxious. Is Brother Jiu as easy to cheat as in the movie? Zhou Xiaoxing is not sure.

Although he has systematic support and is a time traveler, he is not the protagonist in those movies and will not have any halo. It is not good to say that it is true, and there is no room for negotiation.

The master repeated softly with his fingers.

"Branches." The door opened.

A horseman with a newspaper came out, hitting the ground, shouting at the air, "At the same time, I'm not eye-catching, squeaking at the door, making my boss sleepy, come out."

Just so happened that Zhou Xiaoxing was ready. When this horseman was really good at picking, he looked around and saw them under the tree, pointing at him and shouting, "Are you two?"

Two?

Zhou Xiaoxing turned his head one left and one right, and there were clearly three, and there were only two side pockets?

Uncle San hid under the banana leaves, held his chin, and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, hiding well.

Oops, the master is gone, Zhou Xiaoxing kicked Uncle San with his feet. Uncle San moved the banana leaves and ignored it. Zhou Xiaoxing looked solemn, more anxious than the mate at the door, where has the master been?

"Hey, what about you?" The maid is arrogant.

"Let's go, I'm found." Zhou Xiaoxing took the banana leaf and pushed Uncle San towards the horse robber. The master might have hid, but the trump card is gone, and Uncle San is exposed again. What's the point?

Like Cao Zhi, he thought about the next countermeasures every step he took. He was not a talented man who was well-read in poetry, nor was he a big brother with him. His mind was blank.

No matter what, take one step at a time.

Uncle San was shaking. It shouldn't be. The banana leaf was so big that it didn't cover him? He didn't know, so he asked him to ask the guy who covered his ears and robbed the bell.

Zhou Xiaoxing came to the maid, straightened his chest and straightened his third uncle, "Well, it's us, I'll look for Brother Jiu."

It's okay to be arrogant, but I can't stand others more arrogant than him. He thought he was a bit of a scallion and dared to go wild here. His head was kicked by Jiu Ge in his sleep, and his chest was still hurting, so he used the effort of driving Jiu Ge to get some breath. Unexpectedly, there was really a boy who didn't know how to live or die.

"Look for Brother Jiu, how are you?" The maid looked at Zhou Xiaoxing, who was wearing a denim jacket and a little bit of a ruffian. There was no need to look at the one around him, who was timid and afraid of trouble.

"I." Zhou Xiaoxing was about to continue saying that Uncle San blocked his hand in front of him and stepped forward, saying a rough voice, "Your uncle, call Brother Jiu out."

Zhou Xiaoxing let out a breath behind him, "What are you doing, I'm sorry for your long life."

Sure enough, the maid kicked over and came down. When it was a fight, Zhou Xiaoxing was better than Uncle San. He saw the maid out of his foot from Uncle San's shoulder. He pulled out Uncle San, put it behind him, held the kicked foot in flip-flops with his right hand, easily turned to the right, and pushed it with the trend.

The maid grinned in pain on the ground. Good boy, you are playing sneak attack. Why is his hand so strong? Is it a human hand?

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen a handsome guy before." Zhou Xiaoxing rubbed his hands and pushed the door in. He was now active and wanted to find someone to play with.

He was originally subconscious of his move. Uncle San, he could bully him, but others couldn't. Besides, he was such a nameless bastard. Seeing the maid so hard, he had an idea in his mind. This Jiu Ge had no powerful roles. Since the ace is gone, he will ask for money and stop making fun of them.

Don't let middlemen make a difference.

The door opened, and there was no one downstairs. Zhou Xiaoxing looked at it and didn't want a small gambling shop here, but it looked like a Shido store. He turned his head, "Uncle San, are you really here?"

Uncle San limped forward, and he was also surprised. The place was correct and the arrangement was the same as before, but the things sold were different. He held the counter and did not answer.

"You, come here, where are your ninth brothers?" Zhou Xiaoxing pointed at the horse-boy who was crying with one finger, and asked bluntly.

The maid is just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. His tone is not heavy and he can't ask for anything.

"Big Boss, Brother Jiu is here. I'm sleepy upstairs. I'll talk first." The maid moved her body toward the door.

"Oh, then let's go upstairs." If you want money, you still have to find Brother Jiu, no matter whether he opens a gambling house or a Shido store.

"Wow, you're in, it's fun." A loud shout came out from the counter. Uncle San was so scared that he took a few steps back, hid behind Zhou Xiaoxing, trembling.

"Come out, Master."

"Choguli." Uncle San poked his head out.
Chapter completed!