After the gun returned to the small hotel, he carefully sorted out the money given by Zhu Hong. Including the corner ticket, it was 33 yuan in total. Hey, isn't this singing? My pocket has 33 yuan. But although the money is a little less, it's better than running for a waste. Besides, I was in the corn forest for a while. Haha, it feels different to have someone else's wife. Should I stay for two more days? Do it a few more times! I have a messy thought in my mind, but if I really want to stay, the gun is long.

If you don’t have this courage, if you are caught in a pair of people, you will not be able to get rid of it. Then you think, it will not be difficult for me to go back and find a place to work. I will search all my money and close it with 33 yuan given by Zhu Hong. There is still a total of 177 yuan. This amount of money is still a little bit short of going home, so I have to think of some solutions, but I will definitely not stay here anymore. If Zhu Hong’s slutty woman suddenly gets into the head and will not do anything with me?

I slept comfortably, and took the minibus early the next day and left the old store. After arriving at the train station, I checked the route. I had to go to Wuhan first and then transfer to Sichuan. This was the closest way, but I didn’t have enough money. I had to think of a way. Anyway, I would eat one person and the whole family would not be hungry. I would think of a way to go to Wuhan.

It's the fifth day. The gunman has been helping people carry goods at the train station, and he earns dozens of dollars every day. He went to buy a pair of anti-theft underwear and put all the money into his underwear. Today he met a boss of similar age. He was very sympathetic to the gunman. Seeing that others were very thin, he gave him an extra fifty yuan. When the gunman took the money, he cursed in his heart: "Are you begging for food? This is coolie money, why don't you give more?" The man later took the goods several times, and brought the gunman with him every time, and then quietly gave him some extra tips. The gunman didn't scold him from the bottom of his heart. But he was very proud to think that he was popular. But one night, when he returned to the waiting hall, he was robbed by several Hunanese people, and his clothes were stripped clean, and even the money in the underwear was not hidden. The gunman was so scared that he almost fainted.

, he just begged not to kill people, and anything is fine. When the police brought him to the duty room, the gunman came back to his soul. He didn't say anything, and he was scolding the comrade in front of him for being miserable. You came after the money was gone. What do you usually do? The police had a very good attitude. While comforting the gunman, he cooked a bowl of noodles for him. The gunman did not care so much, and he got it done in a few seconds. He smacked his lips and was half full. The police made him a big bowl and handed him a few old clothes he wore to the gunman. It was the climate of early summer, so there was no need to wear too much. After the police asked the matter clearly, he was a little helpless! The farmer in front of him came out to find his wife who ran away from home. He finally earned some travel expenses, but was robbed. The gunman was swearing in the dialect, and the police couldn't understand it. Anyway, he knew that he was very annoyed.

There was no choice but to report to the leader. Finally, he decided to take the train from Wuhan to Chongqing for free, and he could have two meals on the train. When he arrived in Chongqing, the person there was responsible for him.

After arriving in Chongqing, who would still pay attention to this thief-headed little farmer? The gunman was not worried. When he arrived in Chongqing, he could basically straighten his back. He meant that he didn't need to say the twisted Mandarin, the strong Sichuan voice, and went to the train station to help people carry goods. But this time it was not possible. No one looked for him, and the loader inside drove him out, saying that it was contracted by the inside. The gunman cursed: "We're pretty much the same for contracting your mother. I'm just afraid that I'll have a good reputation and will steal your fortune." It's not a solution to curse like this. He yelled in a bad mood, so he had to sneak out of the station, ask one by one at a snack bar, repeating his words of cheating on the police dozens of times, and finally searching for it in a small bun shop.

A cleaning job, not enough to cover food, five yuan a day. The Gunmao sighed and said, "The Gunmao has fallen to this point, but fortunately no one knows me." So he went to the store to help during the day and went to the passage of the underground mall at night to sleep. In less than a week, the boss called it to open. The Gunmao smelled like a bun. As soon as he entered the store, he snatched the buns. He had to send the Gunmao away. He was ruthless and could not squeeze his eyes blind before he squeezed out a few tears. The boss gave him fifty yuan. After thanking him for his gratitude, the Gunmao remembered the young man who tipped him in Wuhan: Damn, if you didn't give me more money, how could he be robbed? Now I'm really a beggar. Humph, I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food when I get home...

The stewed tender hens from my hometown, raw bacon, and sauerkraut and red bean soup, took the opportunity to eat in the bun shop and took more than ten, then ran to the station like running away, took a long-distance bus, getting closer and closer to my hometown. When I was still fifty kilometers away from my hometown, the gunman was driven down mercilessly by the driver. No matter how much the gunman begged, it was useless. First of all, his money could only sit here, and again, he was dirty and smelly, and he was completely different from a beggar. The beggar was pretending to be crazy, but the gunman was long and his eyes were circling and his words were very naughty, so the driver was not polite.

"Damn your mother! You'll be amazing if you have a broken car. If you don't catch me, you will overturn your car immediately. You will be killed by a bastard. I'll throw your father halfway. I'll curse you to death by a cliff rock, you will be killed by a bronze gun, you will be crushed to death by a ten-wheeled cannon, and you will be bitten to death by a dog... The dog is dead, my god!" The gunman kept cursing in the direction of each car, but he couldn't curse it. He had to shake his feet and fantasize while rushing to the road: I'll see this dog's overturned by a mile. I'll save people. I'll wait to see your good show. It's better that a few of them are not dead yet, so it's good to have a lot of them. The colorful intestines, strange-shaped brains, and white brains. Hehe, if no one notices, I'll strip these dog's bodies all over!

It seems that he was possessed by evil spirits in heaven, but the gun was cursed by the gun. When he arrived at the accident site the next day, many of the dead were still in the ditches under the valley. Half from the road, they kept scattered salutes and clothes. The gun was squatting on the side of the road and mixed with farmers nearby and watching. I couldn't believe his eyes. Is this true? I was really scolded by me! Damn, fortunately, fortunately, this dog beat me and drove me out of the car, but if I hadn't been driven down, maybe the car would be

Can't flip it. Fuck it, these dead people are so beautiful. Oh, fortunately, I didn't eat anything. I watched several insurance company staff take pictures of the bodies and had to vomit for a long time after taking one. The three of them were in rotation. At this time, there was no fear of the death, only nausea and vomiting. The gun leader looked at it with relish and blew away unconsciously: "I took this car yesterday, and I was driven down by the driver..." Several good farmers immediately surrounded me

Come, I started to inquire about the details of the gun commander. The gun commander dared not say what was cursed after being driven down. He was just proud of himself to escape from the disaster. He would say something like the future. He also counted the people in the car one by one. This was a matter of no way. Several police officers heard the gun commander's words and hurried over to him to verify the identity of the deceased. The gun commander showed off. Who is from where, who is at home, etc., they were simply talking. After all, he had talked to people in the car and listened.

After someone talked, the police made records while asking people to verify and look for family members. When the gun leader was asked almost the same question, he was left there as a mummy. However, the gun leader didn't care. He was still immersed in the excitement of not having a car accident. It was a pity that he would have gone faster if he had known, and he might have been able to pay thousands of dollars from the dead. The farmers nearby must have been very excited. They wouldn't share some bonuses with me, and the whole family was uneasy with the money from the dead!

Thinking of this in my heart, I put aside the unhappy things, and no matter what, it would be a disaster! Yes, I went from the provincial capital to Xi'an, from Xi'an to Henan, from Henan to Hubei, and from Hubei to Chongqing. Ha, I can say that I didn't have a single point, so I just walked around for a while. In the end, I haven't caught a car accident. It seems that I'm going to get rich, and God can't let me die! I feel happy to go home. But when I returned to the field, I was a little scared, afraid that I would be called a coward and useless. So I took a detour and ran back home. Fortunately, there was no one at home, and he also knew that my father at home would not lock the door. He had no locks at first, and he didn't have any at home.

What can be stolen? He is the ancestor of stealing people. Who dares to come to his house to make trouble? He went in and got the only fake military uniform he left at home. He made a handful of washing powder by the water tank of his neighbor's house, and started taking a bath in the large pool of the valley. The summer here is very hot, but not many people have swim in the ditch yet. The gun length is almost soaked in the water, and the water quality is very good. This mountain sounded big pool is also used to use stones, branches to block water or take a bath with brothers from the family. Although it is just a small stream, it is blocked between two thousand stones, which also has the meaning of a swimming pool.

I first washed my hair with washing powder. Although there was a sharp pain in my scalp, I looked at the blackness in the water and the gun was very proud. After washing, I was a good man again and called me a beggar. Hehe, I was so fucking ill, but this time I was dead. There were twenty-seven cars, twenty-three died, and four were seriously injured. No one could recognize me. Oh, what home was there?

He swam back and forth in the pool naked, rubbed himself with the last washing powder, changed his clothes, soaked the changed clothes in the pool, carefully took out a dot from the cigarette hidden at home, and sat on the stone indescribable comfort and sweetness, and felt a little warm in his heart. He recalled that he was in the corn forest in Henan, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his hometown. In the corn forest, I regained my might and killed someone's wife, and screamed. He no longer admitted that Zhu Hong was his wife, so he thought that he had taken advantage of doing things with Zhu Hong, so he put a cuckold on her man, haha. He finished smoking leisurely, then started washing clothes, humming a little song and went home.

As soon as he entered the door, his father looked at him with a pair of red eyes, and then asked in surprise: "Why are you back?"

The Gunmaster ignored the person, turned around and walked into his room, knocked the door and closed it with a whistle. His father didn't ask much, but just shouted at the door: "It's good to come back, the food at home is almost finished, you can think of a solution for yourself."

The gun leader did not echo and cursed in his heart: I didn't eat at home, so I'll ask me to find a way after I ate all my meal! But no matter what, I still have to find a way. It seems that I can only work on my old job again. No one knows that the gun has grown back yet, so I'll just borrow some at night. After thinking about it, he opened the door and shouted to his father, "Don't tell others that I'm back, otherwise there will be no food to eat!" His father also knew his little bit of stomach and nodded. Who made him feel bad and unable to do a job? Let him do it by himself, just have food to eat.

The daughter of the gun didn't say anything when she saw him. She looked at him with a pair of cute eyes like a stranger. The gun smiled at her daughter and waved her hands: "Huahua, call her dad." Huahua had two snots and asked in a slight voice: "Give me candy, I will call you." The gun was a little angry. It must be some unscrupulous bastards who used candy to trick her into calling her father. She felt bored, so she turned around and went into the house to start sleeping.

From then on, I lie down at night and come out at night. With my familiarity and agility in my heart, I sometimes get some potatoes and sometimes pick up cabbage from two departments. Or I would put a few corn cobs on it, and occasionally I could touch some bacon or hens. The meal problem of the family of three was solved and it was still very nourishing.

That night, the gunman made small sacks of food from the vegetable fields on the mountain. When he ran through the pool, he heard the sound of water. He was wondering, who else would run to the pool to take a bath so late? Now it is already in the dog days. The temperature here is very high, and it is hot at night to sweat. The gunman hid the sack and climbed behind the big rock to see in the moonlight. He saw a white and tender body paddling back and forth in the water, and he didn't wear anything on his body. The newly developed breast meat was pressed against two cherries.

The thighs were a little small, and the legs were not long, but the whole body was very white. The gunman almost cried out, and his face was still unclear, but he must be a little girl. The gunman gritted his teeth tightly, leaned behind the stone and looked hard. The people in the pool were skinned by frogs, their hands and feet kept turning in the water, and sometimes they were tilting back and forth. They might think that no one would come to this pool now, swimming very happily, and when they were panting, the gunman was beating in his heart.

Since eavesdropping on the live broadcast of Hu Laodao and Liuweier, the Gunmaster will always lie down to the windows of some people to eavesdrop on these days, because the countrymen slept early and were only eavesdropped twice by the Gunmaster, but they were done in just a few strokes. The Gunmaster cursed in his heart, it was useless! There were too many times when lying down, and his familiarity with people nearby, the Gunmaster can also find the rules from it. Whenever there were people who would do things, the Gunmaster would lie down under the windows of others in advance and eavesdrop on them. There were also people who could do things, but there was no sound. Except for the bed that kept ringing, there was no sound of breathing. "Muwager sells her butt, and she will never speak every day!"

Looking at the living body in the pool, the gun's bottom would have been swollen and painful. If it could sneak into the water and put her in... Haha, hehe, this idea made the gun's brain lose blood. Although his heart was beating, he really didn't dare to do it. Seeing that the people in the water had already arrived ashore and started to wear clothes, the gun's mind was fighting against heaven and man, or not? In the end, I didn't have the courage. I heard that the rape was about to be shot, so I'd better forget it.

After seeing the little girl's face clearly, Gunchang couldn't help but breathe a long breath. This was the daughter of Uncle Zhang San's family. Uncle Zhang San died so much that he had left an orphan and a widowed mother. Gunchang was so conscious that this little girl looked so sensible after not seeing her for half a year. She was a beauty when she was a child. Her mother was often harassed by some sluts. She was beautiful and was one of the few beauties nearby. This little girl is also fourteen or fifteen years old, right?

Seeing the person leaving, the gunman was very unwilling and very unwilling to accept it! But he had no choice but to seduce others, but the gunman was still self-aware and would definitely be controlled by the Zhang family. Then he would not be able to eat the pot. The situation in the water just now was repeated in his mind, and he recalled the corn forest. The gunman closed his eyes and reached out to dig in and fucked it. He couldn't help but moan when he was talking.
Chapter completed!