"It's okay, it's the trump card in the hand-held tractor. The nose is very good. I guess it won't be a problem if I get hit by a BMW."

Fortunately, Liu Song had played this thing before, and he had some research on it. He quickly checked it and found nothing wrong. As long as he fired, he could move forward vigorously.

Do it as soon as you say it, and being resolute and ferocious is Liu Song's usual style. He held a shaking handle in one hand and inserted it into the circular hole on the machine head. Then, as his arm rotated quickly, he quickly heard a loud sound.

Liu Song started to move easily with the hand-held tractor!

"Is this his grandma still a personal one?"

The middle-aged uncle looked like he saw a ghost, his eyes were so hungry that he didn't pop out. It was not an easy thing to shake the tractor by hand. His muscles still need to shake his hands for a while to do it, but what should I say about the person in front of him?

This little little arm and legs, and as thin as a telephone pole, actually held the tractor with one hand and started to move. Combined with the previous collision with the tractor but was completely damaged, the word "monster" quickly appeared in the mind of the middle-aged uncle.

"Haha, uncle, I'm sorry, I'm scared." Seeing that the tractor had recovered, Liu Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the middle-aged uncle and said a little embarrassedly.

"Uh... this guy, are you really okay?"

The middle-aged uncle is still a little suspicious. Could it be that he had hallucinations? It was a hand tractor that was moving forward. It was fine when it hit the body, and he was still jumping around. No matter how you look at this, it reveals a hint of weirdness?

The middle-aged uncle suspected that he was dreaming again, but after pinching his thighs, he immediately felt the piercing pain. It seemed that he was not dreaming. This kid is really okay. Oh my god! Could it be that this kid is really unspoken and is a peerless master hidden in the world?

That's right, it must be like this.

Finally, the middle-aged uncle finally found an excuse to convince him and felt relieved. He had read many martial arts novels when he was young, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that could open mountains and crack stones also left a deep impression on him.

Maybe this kid is such a person. He looks not very old, but probably he is a little better than Zhang Wuji and Yang Guo at the same time. That's why he can only remain unscathed after being hit by a tractor.

Seeing the middle-aged uncle's expression constantly changing, Liu Song was a little moved. This uncle is quite a good person, and he is worried about me.

"Uncle, don't worry, boy, I'm lucky and have never married a wife and stay in the back. How can I die easily?" Liu Song smiled, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, indicating that he was really nothing.

"Uh, this... well, as long as you are fine, I will be relieved." The uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging heart was relieved.

"Uncle, are you going to go to the city to sell watermelons?" Liu Song asked softly, looking at the carriage full of watermelons.

"Yes, I only have this little watermelon left." The uncle lit a cigarette and said softly, "I hope it can be sold for a good price, otherwise..."

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Since seeing this uncle, Liu Song has shown keenly that the uncle's expression seems to be a little wrong. There are always worries and uneasiness hidden deep in the muddy eyes, and even some pain. It seems that this uncle is a person with a story.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

After venting a sip of cigarettes, the uncle immediately realized that he had let it go, so he smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I am old and I always love to think randomly. This is not a good habit, and I need to change it in the future."

After saying that, the uncle sat on the narrow and special seat in front of the carriage, pointed to Liu Song again and said, "Young man, are you going to the city too? Don't you mind sending you a ride?"

In fact, the middle-aged uncle still felt a little uneasy. Although Liu Song didn't seem to be injured on the surface, who knows the internal situation? Maybe he suffered serious internal injuries. Aren't those martial arts heroes often troubled by internal injuries?

So, letting Liu Song sit next to him was actually a careless look on the middle-aged uncle. I was hit by this young man. Once something happened, I would have to take responsibility for him, although my current situation is a bit...

"Uncle, do you have something to worry about?" Liu Song's voice suddenly came, interrupting his thoughts.

"Haha, what can I do? I'm just thinking about how to sell this car of watermelon as soon as possible." The uncle tried hard to squeeze out a kind-looking smile, trying to dispel Liu Song's doubts.

"This is simple... Uncle, you are a good person, so let me help you." After saying that, Liu Song pushed the uncle overbearingly to the side.

Then he held the two handlebars with both hands and said, "Uncle, you don't know anything. I was an expert in hand-held tractors back then. If you are in a bad mood, please let me drive it."

"this……"

The uncle hesitated for a moment and was about to find an excuse to refuse. But at this time, Liu Song looked at him seriously. The middle-aged uncle's body seemed to be electrocuted, and he nodded in a silence.

"This kid is a martial arts master. There should be no accidents, right?" The middle-aged uncle muttered in his heart, finding a reason to convince himself.

"Go!"

Liu Song smiled and hung directly to the highest gear. So, amid the deafening "thump" sound, the hand-held tractor was like an angry lion, running away on this narrow road...

There is an invincible luck that is "influenced", so everything related to Liu Song is full of evil.

For example, now, Liu Song was driving the tractor while talking to the uncle beside him. Seeing this situation, his attention was completely placed next to him, but the strange thing was... the hand-held tractor was not surprising.

However, compared with Liu Song's relaxed and comfortable feeling, the middle-aged uncle's face turned green and his intestines were almost regretful. I'm a god, is there anyone who drives like this? I look around and dance with my hands and feet. Are you sure this is driving? I'm afraid that blind people can drive better than you!

At this time, the uncle finally understood the meaning of Liu Song’s previous saying “A expert in hand-held tractor play”. It turns out that you are playing like this, no, this is not playing, this is just trying to die, okay?

"Didi!"

Soon, a large truck suddenly rushed towards me. Because the road was a bit narrow, the hand tractor and the large truck could not be driven side by side. This means that a car must be allowed to take the position, otherwise no one would think about going there.

"Young man, stop quickly! I'm so obedient. If such a big truck hits, my tractor will be scrapped." The situation was critical. Seeing that Liu Song didn't respond, the middle-aged uncle suddenly became anxious and almost grabbed Liu Song's arm and shouted loudly.

"Stay calm, calm, a little thing, what's the point, look at me!"

Liu Song was very calm, and his hands were about to leave the handle, slapped the uncle's hand away, then took a deep breath and said, "Uncle, look at it! Today, I will let you see what degree and passion are!"

"call!"

After saying that, as the middle-aged uncle's eyes were so angry that he shook his head, jumped off his seat, and then the two roads were like two wheels inlaid, and they rushed forward side by side with the tractor.

"Damn it, kid, my 18th generation of ancestors, you're going to kill me!" The middle-aged uncle thought that Liu Song was about to run away, and his lungs were about to explode. The anger in his eyes was burning, and almost spitting out the fire.

"Calm down! Calm down, being angry is the devil!"

He looked at the middle-aged uncle apologetically. After Liu Song said these words concisely, he took a deep breath, then increased the degree a lot again, ran directly to the front of the nose of the machine, then turned his head and squeezed at the middle-aged uncle.

Damn it, is this kid a mule? He ran too fast, and... am I dazzled, are the two circles on that kid's legs tires? Or is this the legendary scue?

However, no matter what the situation was, the middle-aged uncle's sharp eyes quickly made a judgment. The boy was really going to run away. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt like there were 100,000 grassland horses trapped in mud and galloping by. He couldn't help but curse: "I'll calm your mother, calm your uncle! Damn it, you're going to take my life!"

"Calm, calm! Haha."

Liu Song's face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed when he was pointed at his nose and scolded him like this, but in order to comfort the middle-aged uncle, he forced a smile that he thought was very friendly.

Then, in the middle-aged uncle's almost murderous gaze... he dragged the machine head with both hands, his muscles tightened, and a terrifying force immediately penetrated his body, dragging the machine head to the side of the road, then his bent body suddenly straightened, and he shouted "started" in his mouth, so...

In addition to the nose and carriage, this powerful hand-held tractor was shocked by the middle-aged uncle and was actually wheeled by Liu Song and threw a semicircle in the air. When it landed on the road again, the fast-moving truck just took advantage of the gap in that moment and rushed over.

"This, this... this is so damn, I must be dreaming!" The middle-aged uncle rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When he saw the hand tractor that was still driving on the road, he slowly raised his palm.

"Damn it, what did I see just now?"

On the truck, the original expression revealed a hint of horror, who was about to hysterically scolded Liu Song as the driver of ****, and was completely in a bad mood. He felt that he was sick and was very sick, so he had hallucinations.

"Allusion, yes, it's hallucination! Grandma, I just said, how can human resources be accomplished with such a great work? No, I have to go to the doctor quickly, this has affected my daily life..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!