Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth: pick up a dog's life(1/2)
Yun Shuer rolled her eyes, snorted, and sneered with disdain on her face:
"Gou Fuping, I've bullied you, so what can you do? Can you beat me? If you can beat me, you can also bully me!"
Yun Shuer's attitude was very arrogant, and her words were blunt enough to sound harsh and heartbreaking. However, what she said was true, leaving people helpless.
When Gou Fuping was retorted by Yun Shuer, his breath was stagnated, his face changed drastically, he went crazy for a while, and his chest hurt. He felt unfair and angry. He wanted to retaliate, but after his lips wriggled, he finally held back.
Alas! Since you can't subdue your opponent with your fists, no matter how hard you say, it's just bluffing and bringing humiliation to yourself.
Gou Fuping was speechless when the little kid saw his elder sister Guo'er retorting with just one word. He regained the right to speak for him. He was happy in his heart. He laughed and jumped on Old Yincoin's head, waving his wings and cheering.
stand up:
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!”
At this time, the black-skinned boy was in trouble. If he didn't report the number, he was worried about Old Yincoin and the traitor. If he continued to report the number, he would face the risk of Yun Shuer breaking his promise and continuing to massacre his own side.
The dark-skinned young man thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked anxiously:
"Master, what should I do now? Do I want to continue counting?"
Gou Fuping gouged out the dark-skinned boy, his face was gloomy, he snorted and said angrily:
"If you want everyone to die, then just keep counting!"
Even though the black-skinned boy was not very bright, he was not hopelessly stupid. Therefore, he could hear some dissatisfaction in his master's words, so he smiled and said
He didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Faced with Yun Shuer's strong punch, Gou Fuping had no choice but to give in, so he patiently tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, and then shouted loudly at the little kid:
"Look through Xiaoxian, please continue to count, please help me count immediately!"
The little kid was quite professional. He ignored Heipi's bad behavior, smiled, nodded, and asked:
"Brother, I can continue counting for you, but for the sake of fairness, please tell me where should I start now and where should I start counting?"
Old Yincoin chuckled and shouted quickly:
"Eighteen, eighteen, start from eighteen, start from eighteen!"
The little kid's memory improved again this time. Hearing what Old Yin Coin said, he frowned, shook his head quickly, and shouted with a firm tone:
"No, I remember, it seems, it seems that Xiao Heipi has already counted to thirty-one. Yes, I remember correctly, he counted to thirty-one!"
Immediately, he looked at the old silver coin with a playful look, thought about it, and asked doubtfully:
"Omi, why is it eighteen again? Why is it always eighteen? Why do you mention it every time? Is eighteen your father? Can't you change the number?"
Ji'er sighed and educated him in an old-fashioned tone:
"Old honey! Even if you are a deer or a beast, you must be honest and moral. Even if Gou Fuping and others are bad people and great evil people, we cannot harm others without fairness. Do you understand?
?”
Damn, this ghost bird, is it mentally ill? It's always acting crazy, and doesn't distinguish between friends and foes. It's so good, why did you teach me a lesson?
Old Yincoin saw that the little kid was so stupid that he actually became a teacher at this moment, educating this extremely smart old fairy. It was really ridiculous, and he immediately complained in his heart, but on his face
But with a smile on his face and a very friendly look, he said softly:
"Little Fanfan, just now they were rude, rebellious and bold. They actually dared to snatch the right to report the numbers from you. What they did was really crazy and abominable. So, you should punish them no matter what you do now, otherwise
, how can you make them convinced and respect you!"
"Old honey, if I want people to be convinced and truly respect me, then
Well, when I do things, shouldn’t I be selfless and impartial?”
The little kid felt that what Old Yin Coin said made some sense, but it was not entirely reasonable. He nodded first, then shook his head, thought about it, and came up with an idea, so he started talking to Gou Fuping and others.
He opened his voice and shouted:
"Uncle, I really remember that the little black guy just counted exactly to thirty-one, and I just said a few words to Lao Mi and wasted a little time, so for the sake of fairness,
I’m just going to give you some numbers. How about I start counting from thirty-nine? Do you think that’s okay?”
ah…………!
And such good things?
What a bird, what a bird, what a bird!
Looking at the little boy, he is really a kind-hearted and selfless good bird!
Gou Fuping listened to the kid's suggestion and shortened the counting time. This was tantamount to saving their lives. He was stunned for a moment, then his heart felt hot and his eyes instantly became wet. He was so grateful that he almost knelt down.
I'm going to kowtow to the little brat.
Gou Fuping's eyes lit up, he was overjoyed, his voice trembled, and he quickly replied loudly:
"Thank you, thank you, I will act according to Xiaoxian's suggestion. Please give me the number. Please give me the number quickly!"
ah!
This, this, this...?
Silly bird, silly bird, silly bird!
Look, little kid, you are really a stupid bird who abuses your kindness and does not know what is good or bad!
After listening to the little kid's suggestion, Old Silver Coin almost dropped his jaw in shock. His eyes widened, his lips twitched, and he was instantly petrified.
Dun secretly complained, really not knowing what to say.
The silk-browed old man glanced at the tumbling child next to him. Although his face was calm and showed no sadness or joy, his palms shrunk in his sleeves gave a thumbs up to the little kid.
A like.
Ahhh!
In Gou Fuping's defensive formation, another person was hit by Yun Shuer's red blood divine whip, spitting blood from the mouth, and fell from the air one after another.
The little kid coughed twice, cleared his throat, opened his throat, and started counting to Gou Fuping and others:
"...Forty, forty-one, forty-two, forty-three...!"
Old Yincoin was stunned and asked in surprise:
"Hey! Xiao Fanfan, you said you started counting from thirty-nine, why do you start counting from forty now?"
The little kid felt that Old Yin Coin was always interrupting, and there were so many nonsense things, which was a bit annoying. Therefore, this time, it lowered its head and glared at Old Yin Coin, ignored it, and continued to count:
"...Forty-four, forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three...!"
At this time, although Gou Fuping and others formed a defensive formation, wielding weapons, rescuing each other, and jointly guarding against Yun Shuer's attack, they were also paying attention to the little kid's report.
The kid was addicted to counting, and couldn't stop talking. Even after fifty, he still continued to count in a clear and sonorous voice, with a stagnant look on his face.
Gou Fuping and others were stunned for a moment. When they came to their senses, their eyes were bright and they were excited. They started shouting one after another:
"Look through Xiaoxian, that's enough, that's enough, I'm in my early fifties, I'm already in my early fifties!"
"Look through Xiaoxian, it's passed, it's passed, you've over-counted, even fifty is over-counted!"
"Look through Xiaoxian, fifty is too much, fifty is too much, stop, stop, stop reading, stop reading soon!"
The little kid has a very professional ethics and is deeply involved in the drama. He is very enthusiastic about reporting the numbers and reporting them correctly. Hearing the shouts of Gou Fuping and others, he was stunned for a moment, and then he asked doubtfully:
"What, that's enough. The number fifty is full. Is it really full?"
The silk-browed old man's eyes flashed with joy, then he calmed down, his face was as pale as water, and he nodded:
"Little Fanfan, the number fifty is indeed full, no need to read it again, you don't need to read it anymore!"
The little kid said oh and stopped talking.
While Gou Fuping and others were shouting at the little kid, some people in their camp shouted at Yun Shuer with trembling voices:
"Yun Shu'er, it's over fifty, it's over fifty, it's over fifty!"
"Yun... Your Highness Shu'er, it's over fifty, it's over fifty, stop it now, you have to stop it!"
"Your Highness Shu'er, you set a time limit of fifty. After fifty, you will let us go. This is what you said personally. Now that fifty is over, you must keep your promise and stop killing us.
!”
Yun Shuer is not a vicious or cruel person. If she insisted on killing Gou Fuping and others, she would not have set a time limit of fifty. Today, she just wanted to teach Gou Fuping and others a lesson to shock the world. Now
, she saw that the fifty count was full, so she paused and stopped the round-up.
Yun Shuer's right arm shook slightly, shattering the Red Chain Divine Whip. The Scarlet Chain Divine Whip instantly turned into sparks all over the sky. Those sparks flickered in the air like fireflies for a moment, and then slowly gathered together.
Together.
The sparks condensed into a huge fireball in the air. After a pause, with a bang sound, the fireball exploded again. Immediately, the sparks dissipated, and another car transformed into Yun Shuer's side.
lion!
A golden nine-headed lion.
After Yun Shuer transformed the red blood divine chain out of the nine-headed lion, she put the toes of her left foot in the void, tapped lightly, sat sideways on the back of the nine-headed lion, waved to Mimi, and shouted:
"Old honey, look at it, little darling, let's go!"
To be continued...