Reborn in the fiery age, I am a salted fish in the mountains

Chapter 163

When the mute called Wu Xiaojie just now, there was a problem with his self-proclaimed name. There was a big problem!

In front of his own godson, there is no man who would call himself "daddy". A godfather is a godfather, and he absolutely cannot be someone else's father.

Han Xiaokang and Zhou Min, who were lurking down, could hear clearly, although most of the words were a bit vague in their dumb pronunciation.

But when he called himself "Father" just now, his pronunciation was very clear.

Especially when he saw Wu Xiaojie wailing there, the kind of care and protection that the mute naturally showed made people feel a little moved.

This kind of emotion cannot be faked.

But he said that he was going to help Wu Xiaojie pick up bamboo dragonflies, but why did he go back to the house first?
Was he trying to move a ladder out of the house so that he could put it directly on the fence and climb over the wall?
But there is obviously a wooden door on the side of the yard, instead of entering the house to carry the ladder, with this skill, I can open the gate and come out.
Zhou Min, who was lying in the grass, was a little puzzled.

And Han Xiaokang was concentrating on looking at the woman in red, hugging Wu Xiaojie lovingly, patting him on the shoulder, comforting him softly: "Xiaojie don't cry, Baobao will find it for you." of."

"I can't find it! There are many trees and grass outside, and there are many red and gray hemp pedals."

Wu Xiaojie choked up and cried, "My hemp pedal will fly out, they will bully it and won't play with it"

"Hey, Xiaojie doesn't cry, as long as your Mamadeng is kind and willing to help other dragonflies, I believe other friends will be willing to play with it."

The woman in red put her arms around Wu Xiaojie's shoulders softly, comforting him softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, your godfather will help you out to look for it, and when he finds your mochi back, we'll grill fish and eat it. okay?"

When he heard that there was grilled fish to eat, Wu Xiaojie's mood stabilized a lot, "Well, when the grilled fish is ready, it will be delicious, and I will give it to Hua Hua. This fish was caught by Hua Hua!"

The woman in red smiled, "Alright, let's reward Huahua with the fish head."

"I still have to give my Mamadeng to eat."

Wu Xiaojie laughed through his tears, "It's bigger than other red hemp stirrups, and it must eat more. Baby girl, I want to give my hemp stirrups, can I eat more grilled fish?"

Mamadeng means dragonfly in Bashu dialect.

According to Wu Xiaojie's simple brain, the bamboo dragonfly in his hand looks completely different from the red and gray dragonflies in nature.

At least, dragonflies in nature have two pairs of wings, but his bamboo dragonfly has only one pair of wings.

So Wu Xiaojie firmly believes that since his bamboo dragonfly is different, it will definitely be rejected and run on by other dragonflies.

Just like the other half of the children in the Wujiazhai production team, most of them don't like to play with Wu Xiaojie, gather wild fruits, swim and catch fish together.

This is not entirely because the half-grown children in the Wujiazhai production team disliked Wu Xiaojie's low IQ development.

It's because of Wu Xiaojie, he doesn't have the ability to take care of himself.

If you take them out to play, in case of any danger, such as drowning or falling off a cliff.
That Wu Juren, who is famous for protecting children, and Wu Xiaoshuang, who loves his younger brother to the bone, why don't they flay these children alive?
At least they have to let their cats scratch the feces, and they can't get rid of their claws, right?

So those children in the Wujiazhai production team are really not willing to play with Wu Xiaojie. The risk is too great!

When the woman in red comforted Wu Xiaojie, her words and deeds were full of affection.

But her caring feeling and the kind of deep love that the mute burst out from his bones just now are two completely different emotions.

Dumb love, deep and sincere, very active, a bit like that kind of one-sided love that doesn't expect anything in return.

As for the love of the woman in red for Wu Xiaojie, Han Xiaokang frowned and thought about this emotion. Why does it seem that there is a passive element of "love the house and the black" in it?

She called herself "Bao Niang" in front of Wu Xiaojie.

Moreover, in the words and deeds of the woman in red, every move is indeed in line with the emotion between a godmother and a godson: neither is it particularly affectionate, but there is no trace of rejection.

No more, no less, neither far nor near, very decent.

But for Wu Xiaojie, Han Xiaokang can feel the dumbness in many details, it seems a little too much.
This is why?

What kind of complicated relationship is there between the mute and Wu Xiaojie?
While Han Xiaokang was thinking hard
suddenly!

Han Xiaokang felt the hairs on his body standing on end, and a sense of fear of being quietly targeted by wild wolves instantly permeated his whole body!

"Ha la."

The mute speaks in an open voice, hissing and emitting cold air, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Han Xiaokang slowly lowered his head from between the branches of the tree, quietly looking at the mute who had quietly appeared under the camphor tree at some point.

I saw that his hands were empty, but he just raised his neck so straightly, looked coldly at Han Xiaokang who was hiding in the tree, "Hala!"

Down?

Come down as soon as you call?The big tree belongs to your dumb family?

Hurry up!
Countless countermeasures flashed through Han Xiaokang's mind at this moment: [-]. Pull out his private pistol, aim at the mute standing under the tree, and empty the bullets in the magazine within a few seconds?

At such close range, there's no reason why it can't hit him. Mute might be better off if he doesn't dodge, if he's trying to dodge bullets.
Hey,

If he shoots a gun by himself, he has never had the ability to be accurate. Maybe the dumb guy will hide from the XZ, but he will hit the bullet by himself instead.
No, Han Xiaokang immediately denied this thought: kill the dumb, don't say that he can't pass the psychological barrier after all.

Let's just say next, what should the woman in red do with her?A shuttle towards her too?

What about Wu Xiaojie?

Wu Xiaojie's brain is not very good, but he can still tell the difference when he "bang bang bang" towards two big living people: this big brother, he has done something bad
When Wu Xiaojie went to yell, wouldn't he be miserable?
It doesn't work to strike first, so can you try to use the teleportation skill to instantly appear behind the mute, and then put a gun stock on the back of his head?

But the question is: what then?
Then he dragged Zhou Min and ran away, pretending that he had never been here?
This method is definitely not a good idea. I broke into the mute's territory, peeped at him, and then beat him with a sap?

This guy, there's no way he can just let it go.

When one day he takes the cheetah and finds Aju's hut, wouldn't that make people feel anxious all the time?
There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days!
"Hala!!"

The mute who was standing under the tree with his head up, was impatient now, "Papi ha pain!"

Don't force me to do it? !
A ray of the scorching afternoon sun shining down from the forest at this moment just reflected the bumps on the mute's face, like meteor craters on a sunny day and bright moon.

But what really made Han Xiaokang feel the chill was the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness by the mute.

In the depths of these dark, fierce eyeballs, there are distinct flashes of cold light, like beams of light from a flashlight shining on the blade of a samurai sword.

Wisps of cold light flickered, making people feel a chilling coolness.

Han Xiaokang's back was already drenched at this time, with goosebumps layer upon layer
"Chong-"

Seeing that Han Xiaokang on the tree was not moving, the dumb man flicked his left thumb and made a "clang" sound!
A copper coin whirled and rolled, and was bounced into the air by the mute.

Backhand, draw the gun, push and load, open the firing pin
"Snapped--"

A crisp gunshot sounded, "Pfft—" The copper coins that were still tumbling in mid-air had run out of power and were about to fall.
The bullet fired from the "Browning" pistol in the mute's hand hit the center of the copper coin with incomparable precision, and there was a crisp "poof".

That copper coin has long since flown to nowhere!

"Awesome! Good marksmanship!"

Han Xiaokang, who was lying on the branch of a tree, swallowed hard, "Brother Ma, what is there to discuss, don't use knives or guns, it will hurt your peace."

The opponent's marksmanship is already superb, and it may not be enough to describe it as a hundred-step piercing.

But what Han Xiaokang really worried about was not entirely the opponent's marksmanship. No matter how fast the bullet flew, it didn't teleport very well!

Teleportation does not require time, it is purely a matter of another dimension, which has already surpassed the physical concept of bullet speed.

If I really want to avoid the opponent, I just need to move the muzzle of the dumb gun slightly towards my side.

Han Xiaokang is absolutely sure: at this moment, he disappears in place, but can appear behind the mute at the same time.

I can't believe it!

He suddenly appeared behind the mute and shot suddenly, how could he be faster than himself?
But there are no absolutes in everything. When the enemy and the enemy are unknown, take the risk of having a deadly confrontation with the other party?
Even if he wins the battle, and two lives are inexplicably contaminated in his hands, can he really feel at ease in the next few days?
Can act like nothing happened?

How can it be so easy!Killing a dog raised by someone else will leave a shadow in my heart, let alone two living people?

Besides, even if he managed to escape by chance, what about Zhou Min?
What if the woman in red in the yard is also a heroine with outstanding marksmanship?
So no matter from which angle you look at it, this risk is not worth taking.
"Big Brother Ma, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Han Xiaokang could only slide down while trying to explain bravely, "We just saw cheetahs moving here, so we wanted to try our luck."

"Hoho. Haha ball, smell Pu Xihan"

(Hehe, I am poor, not stupid)

After the dumb shot, the Browning pistol in his hand disappeared again inadvertently, as if there had never been a gun in his hand.

But Han Xiaokang knew that as long as the other party was willing, that pistol could suddenly appear in the mute's hand at any time!

"Poor, we are all poor, I know Brother Ma, you are not stupid, you are shrewd!"

Slipping down the tree, Han Xiaokang clapped his hands, cheekily trying to defend himself.

unexpectedly!

This pock-marked guy didn't follow the routine at all, and suddenly placed a gleaming bayonet on Han Xiaokang's neck!

This old-fashioned bayonet is different from the Mitsubishi bayonet of later generations, and one side of it is edged.

It can be used not only for stabbing, but also for chopping with a large dagger.

Being pinned tightly to the neck by this kind of bayonet is not pleasant. A thin gap was drawn on the skin surface of Han Xiaokang's neck.

The blood slowly oozes out of the epidermis, and finally gathers into tiny blood beads on the blade of the bayonet.
He didn't want to become a life-and-death enemy with the mute for no reason, but Han Xiaokang was not the kind of person who was willing to be manipulated by others!

Blindly forbearance will only make others despise you even more. The peace in front of you that you spend money on is called living in peace, not real peace.

Taking advantage of the fact that the mute held the knife on Han Xiaokang's neck with one hand, the mute, who thought he had firmly controlled the situation, turned his head slightly to look at the road, and was about to push Han Xiaokang back to the small courtyard.
With a slight movement of Han Xiaokang's mind, his figure suddenly moved more than 10 centimeters away from the blade!
It seemed that the bayonet that was dumb just now was only placed next to Han Xiaokang's shoulder, and it didn't seem to touch Han Xiaokang's body at all.

At the same time, Han Xiaokang, who suddenly appeared, swung a side elbow!
There was a muffled sound of "噗——", and the mute's chest was caught off guard, only to hear a very slight "click".

Thinking about it, one of the dumb ribs has been slightly fractured.
"Um"

The dumb tall body paused suddenly, but this guy's reaction was extremely fast!
I saw the upper half of his body twist like a spirit snake. While eliminating the power of Han Xiaokang's blow, he could also prevent the opponent's backhand.

It was too late, but soon, the mute's left hand was like a dragon going out to sea, and his five fingers spread like eagle claws, and they caught Han Xiaokang's right arm in an instant.

The right hand turned into a fist, and suddenly punched Han Xiaokang's left rib!
If this punch was given by the mute, Han Xiaokang guessed that his kidneys might be a little too big!
If the dumb caused kidney bleeding, if he didn't lie on the bed for ten days and half a month, he might never even think about going to the ground.

With a flash of thought again, Han Xiaokang's whole body twisted like a loach falling into the mud!
The whole person, together with the left shoulder, instantly escaped from the mute's control, and instantly moved laterally by about 20 centimeters!
This short distance is enough to free his shoulders from the dumb's control.

At the same time, the left waist and ribs also escaped a punch from the dumb fist that was as big as a sand bowl!
Stretch your legs, side kick!
The mute's skill was also really good, Han Xiaokang suddenly lost his trace and escaped his control, which only shocked the mute suddenly.

But the situation in front of him no longer allows the mute to calm down and think about what happened just now?

Han Xiaokang's feet magnified rapidly in his pupils. In the blink of an eye, the mute's kung fu on his hands and feet was completely instinctive, and he didn't use it for any thinking at all.

I saw him punch back, and immediately swung it out!

There was a sound of "poof!"
While the elbow and armpit were changing, the mute used his iron fist to slap Han Xiaokang's big feet.

(End of this chapter)