"Flip his clothes and see what's in there." I ordered to those around me. Maybe there would be some tips in his clothes.

Several people were in a hurry and flattened the torn clothes they had cut. At this time, Sister Ya said, "Let's stay away from it, don't get in the way here."

Only then did I realize that the fat man himself didn't know what was going on, so I immediately waved his hand to let them retreat, and Xiaohua took the people and walked to the side.

I was worried about the fat man, so I pressed my voice and asked Sister Ya: "Is he in danger?"

Sister Ya pressed the fat man's neck and didn't answer me. I thought she was counting her pulse and didn't dare to ask again. She let go of her hand, but said, "Are you finally willing to talk to me?"

Damn, my heart buzzed, how should I answer this? I was worried about the fat man again and didn't want to turn around and run away.

My mind flashed, thinking about how he would take such words with Uncle San’s personality. I know what he looked like when he ate, drink, gambled, but I don’t know what his feelings for this girl, nor do I know what he looks like with a woman in private.

I held it in for a long time without answering. She flipped the fat man's eyelids and didn't look at me, but continued, "I don't care what you did during this period. Only those idiots believe you. I believe you have your reasons for doing things. But when you are back, why don't you come to me as soon as possible?"

"Tang Baqiu and Lao Liu..." I made excuses.

"It's been a day or two for them to rebel against you." Sister Ya said, "Can't I help you? You really don't believe anyone except your crazy Pan, right?"

"I don't want you to participate this time." My legs were trembling a little, but I didn't expect to deceive a woman with such a lot of pressure. I immediately lit a cigarette. Before I could smoke it, she turned around and snatched the cigarette and pinched it off the stone. "Since my throat has surgery, don't smoke so much."

I laughed dryly, this is not a mistress, it is clearly the style of the Empress of the Palace. But I think it's pretty good. If Uncle San is still alive, he really needs someone to take care of. However, I feel it doesn't seem useful, and Uncle San is still alive and still has a life or death.

"You haven't explained it to me yet," she said, touching the fat man's bones.

"Things are a bit complicated..." I was thinking about what to say. If I tell her the truth, I am her nephew, can she agree to stand on my side? It's hard to say, I think it's difficult for her to even believe me. After all, what I have experienced with my third uncle in the past few years is not something that ordinary people can believe. If she thinks it is a conspiracy, we will be even more troublesome. "I think you..." Before she finished speaking, she didn't know where she pressed the fat man. Suddenly the fat man grabbed her hand. She was startled and exclaimed.

The fat man was obviously very strong. She couldn't break free, so she heard the fat man twitchingly and began to talk nonsense.

His pronunciation was extremely vague. I went up and held his hand, pulled his hand away from the mute sister's wrist, and leaned over to listen to him. After listening for a long time, I could tell what he was saying. A sudden heat made my hair stand up all over my body.

When the people around him heard the movement, they thought something had happened and surrounded him.

"What did he say?" Xiaohua brought the medical bag and asked me.

I said, "He said they were alive, but the situation was dangerous, so let's go down and save them right away."

"They are alive and save people by following the map!"

In fact, the fat man was talking about these eight words. He kept saying it, almost unable to listen to it. He had to be a person who was very familiar with his tone to understand it. Fortunately, I am that kind of person.

In an instant, I suddenly felt exhausted.

I'm fucking, the fat man treated himself as a note, and he came out to report the news.

I couldn't tell whether I was relieved, anxious, ecstatic, or other emotions at this time. Before, I had always been vaguely worried about the situation of the people below and tried my best not to think about it because I really didn't know what the situation would be. Now I have confirmed it, but I don't know what emotions to express it.

The fat man was still talking nonstop, and he was in a state of paralysis. I had to lean down and whisper in my own voice in my own voice: "I am naive, I heard it."

After several times, his hand that grabbed my wrist slowly relaxed, and he slowly collapsed, and he fell into a coma again.

"What picture?" Xiaohua looked at the fat man's belly, "Is it the picture on his belly?"

I nodded, now I know what it is: "Let me find someone to draw all these patterns."
Chapter completed!