Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 411 You Are Premature Ejaculation, My Gun Will Not Misfire

The uncle showed yellow teeth and smiled in a treacherous manner; he opened his clothes and untied the waistband of his trousers tied with a hemp rope, and the patched trousers fell directly into the snow.

"Add the two hundred just now, a total of four hundred, give me the money."

"I don't have any money." Duan Dian picked up the uncle's patched pants from the snow, and as soon as he put them on, there was a black hole in front of his eyes. The uncle who was smiling just now turned dark and vicious: "I have no money." , don’t even think about going down the mountain alive.”

He moved the trigger, and Duan Dian stammered in fright: "Wait, wait, wait, I'll go down the mountain to give you money. I have it. I have money. Don't get excited. Don't get excited."

The young man held the wide trousers with one hand and pressed down the barrel of the gun with the other hand.

"Are you really rich?" The uncle looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, do you think I have no money? Don't worry, as long as I get down from the mountain safely, I will give you every penny of my money."

The uncle took the money away, and believed his words for the time being, but he was a little reluctant: "Then I'll go down the mountain with you to get the money now."

Maybe because he escaped life and death, Duan Dian's mind suddenly turned very fast.

"To be honest, Uncle, I'm a photographer. I go up the mountain to take some footage, and I'll go down after I'm done."

"Shoot what? Shoot what eagle?"

"I took pictures."

"Oh." The uncle nodded and believed it when he saw the camera hanging on his chest.

In order to be able to go down the mountain safely, Duan Dian took advantage of the debt relationship and made a suggestion: "You protect me down the mountain, and I will give you an extra 200 yuan."

"Five hundred, don't think we are stupid in the mountains. Who knows how long you will stay. Besides, it's one thing whether you have money or not."

In the current situation, no matter what the uncle said, he had to give a telegram. In just a few minutes, he actually earned [-], which is simply a huge profit.

Duan Dian grabbed the wide waistband of his trousers with one hand to prevent it from falling down, thinking he couldn't let him take advantage of it as much as possible, so he made a small request: "Five hundred is fine, you have to bring me the belt."

"Hey! You think beautifully, and you need a belt to add money."

"Fuck!" He finally figured out that this uncle was a bandit.

The furious Duan Dian looked around, picked up the trousers that the tiger had cut into strips, and tore off a pair to temporarily use as his belt.

The uncle stood aside and watched, forcing Lai Lai: "Why are you so picky?"

Duan Dian was speechless: "I am called diligent and thrifty."

"You're so picky, you won't give me the money, right?" The uncle touched the shotgun, Duan Dian tied up his belt, and reached out to stop his movement: "Don't worry, you won't miss a penny. Keep the gun away, don't let it go off."

The uncle laughed: "You ejaculate prematurely, even this gun of mine won't go off."

Duan Dian flattened the corners of his mouth: You just ejaculated prematurely.

With the escort of the uncle, the danger factor of Duan Dian's filming trip has been reduced linearly.

Along the way, he was almost drowned by the uncle's spittle. He was thirsty and would stuff snow into his mouth while he was talking; shooting location.

"Let me tell you, there are many places in this mountain that you can't go to, it's very evil."

"Uncle, there are no ghosts in this world."

"What are you talking about? The Queen of Snow Mountain is suppressing us here. How can there be ghosts?"

Good guy, there are gods.

"I can come and go freely in the snow mountain because I will send a chicken to the snow mountain empress every year and festival."

"She likes to eat chicken?" Duan Dian walked a few steps and when he saw a place with nice scenery, he would stop and take a few photos. He concentrated on taking pictures, and his words were particularly perfunctory. "Sometimes I also send ducks."

"She still likes to eat duck?"

"Oh, that's not the point. It's because I sent chickens and ducks to the Snow Mountain Lady that she gave me the right to come and go freely in the Snow Mountain."

"Why?" Duan Dian took a few more photos, put down the camera, and saw the uncle looking at him with a cannibalistic look.

The young man swallowed, recalled what the uncle said just now, and immediately reacted: "It must be because of your sincerity, uncle, that the Empress Snow Mountain appeared."

"That's right!" The uncle then put away his cannibalistic eyes, Duan Dian patted his chest, and with his peripheral vision, he spotted a few moving shadows not far away. When he looked closely, he saw that they were the tigers just now.

"I'll go, Uncle Uncle, there, there."

"Oh, don't be nervous, it's still far away, there is a slope ahead, just hide it deeper in the snow, that's all."

"Ah? Aren't you going to drive them away?" Just like before.

The uncle curled his lips: "One time, two hundred."

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Duan Dian thought to himself: He should be more afraid that he will die and not get the money, so...
"Is there really nothing wrong in the hidden snow?" The boy pouted his buttocks to dig the snow, and he had already dug half a meter deep. When he looked up, he saw the uncle climbing a tree, and he felt cheated.

"Hey, what are you doing up a tree?"'

"I'm protecting you. If the tiger finds you, I'll shoot you. Hey, hey, hide quickly, the tiger is coming."

Duan Dian was defeated by his logic and was forced to hide in the snow, but this uncle was obviously full of bad things.

Just listen to 'Bang! The sound of a shotgun made Duan Dian's eardrums hurt. The bullet seemed to explode in his ears. After a burst of tinnitus, he heard the uncle's treacherous voice: "Oops, I'm sorry, there was a misfire."

grass!Didn't you say that if I ejaculate prematurely, your gun won't go off?

When Duan Dian crawled out of the snow, it was already more than half an hour later. He looked around and saw the uncle sitting on a tree branch with his legs dangling. There was no shadow of a tiger around him.

again!quilt!play!
"The tiger is gone, why didn't you call me?" The boy crawled out of the snow with his mouth frozen purple.

The uncle took it for granted: "Two hundred."

"Fuck." Bandits!Co-author, he doesn't give money, so I don't know how many pitfalls are waiting for me along the way

However, Duan Dian is a bit stubborn, knowing that it can be solved by giving money, but if he doesn't give it, he is stubborn.

"You are really picky." The uncle jumped down from the tree, patted the snow on his body, and muttered: "I didn't expect you people from the city to be so picky."

Duan Dian pursed his lips and quickened his pace, not wanting to hear him speak.

The uncle followed closely, also quickening his pace, and kept mumbling: "You spent the money well. Even though this mountain is covered with snow, it looks like a maze. As long as I'm here, I won't let it go." If you get lost, your safety can be guaranteed.”

"You child, why are you walking so fast? Hey, you can't walk there, there is a pit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Dian fell into the snow.
After a while, a sentence came out from under the snow: "Fuck!!!!"

"Hey, you kid has a very dirty mouth, you talk about shit every day, what kind of shit, and you're stingy, I've said it all, if you give me money, I—"

Before the uncle could finish speaking, Duan Dian's angry voice came from under the snow: "Pull me up, two hundred!"

When the uncle heard it, he laughed and said, "Oh, it's a trivial matter."

(End of this chapter)