Chapter 1354

"What is it? I don't know what you want to say. Can you just say what you want to say? I'm grinding with me here..." the more the young people in front listen, the more they feel wrong. I don't know why they suddenly don't want to go.

"Can you roll the calf quickly? I really don't want to talk now. I'm convinced. Can you roll the calf? I'm fucking begging you, can't I?" the young man behind shouted at the top of his voice.

"I'll go. I'll go now. I wanted to go just now, but I don't want to go now, because you're always driving me out here. Tell me from your heart. What's wrong with you? What do you want to do now? Why do you always drive me out... What does it matter to you if I can't go now?" the young man in front continued with ink.

"I don't want to talk now. You hurry to roll the calf..." the young man behind waved his hand.

"...." the young man in front was stunned with his teeth clenched, then asked with a big mouth: "can you tell me something from your heart now? If I leave now, are you going to expose me immediately? Then let the police find me? Do you think so now?"

"Are you fucking sick? I have nothing to do with you. What are you doing? Can you tell me what you think?" the young man behind has been so angry that he doesn't know what to say. He is completely ignorant. Now he finds that he doesn't talk to this person on the same channel, just like a fucking fool, Said a lot.

"I'm not thinking about it. I just saw you always kicking me out here. I just want to ask you very seriously. Are you going to report me now? There's nothing wrong with you then. Tell me your heart. Do you think so?

”The young man in front looked at the young man behind very carefully and asked.

"Oh, fuck you, I'm really convinced you now. I really don't know what you think. I'm free to report you. What are you doing? Tell me now, if I don't have anything, what can I report you? What can I get or what?" the young man behind me shouted with a big mouth.

"I don't know why you want to report me now, but it's certainly not that simple. Otherwise, why do you keep asking me to go? How do you explain it? Just say how do you want to explain it?" the young man in front asked.

"I don't have a fucking explanation. You can go if you want to go now. Don't grind and chirp here. Do you hear me?" the young man behind stared and shouted, and then said to me, I don't have any communication with you now. Can you understand what I mean? " The young man in the back looked askance at the young man in front and asked.

"I don't understand. I just don't understand why there is no fucking need to communicate between us. I just want to ask why there is no need to communicate. Now the problem is how there is no need to communicate in front of us. Can you make it clear to me?" the young man in front shouted at a high voice.

"Oh, my grass, I'm really fucking satisfied now. I find it hard for me to talk to you. Do you have a fucking brain? I want to ask you now. Do you have a brain?"

"No, it has nothing to do with whether I have a long brain now. If I don't have a long brain now, I should go now. What the fuck am I still doing with your ink?" the young man in front shouted in silence.

"OK, OK, you can do whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me. What should you do now? I won't fucking talk..."

The young man in front was stunned when he heard this, and then ran under the car with steps.

But just got out of the car and came back fucking again.

"Why are you back?" the young man behind shouted with a broken expression.

"That what, I suddenly think of a question now..."

"What's the problem?" the young man behind asked some speechless.

"I just want to ask you now, what's your plan on my side?"

"Fuck you, I don't want to talk to you now, grass!" the young man behind scolded silently, and then directly put his head over you.

After cleaning up for a long time, the young man in front finally felt that he had almost wiped the fingerprints in the car. He turned his head and looked at the young man behind him and said, "what, I'm ready to go now. When the police come, don't say I'm with you, you know?"

"I see, don't fucking ink, get out of here!" the young man in the back scolded silently, then stretched out his hand to light a cigarette and squinted at the outside of the window.

"That what. You say I don't need to clean up my hair now, otherwise I say this hair seems to find me?" the young man in front seems to ask very carefully.

"Why don't you get the fuck out of here? I found that you can't ink so well. Who's doing nothing to find you? What are you talking about here?" the young man behind scolded speechlessly and then said, "don't talk nonsense. What should I do? I don't like to see you again now. Do you understand what I mean?"

"No, I think it's better to be careful."

"Are you fucking out of your mind?" the young man behind shouted angrily.

"No, you're so busy. What do you say you're always eager to do with me? What the fuck are you doing with me day by day? Why are we not getting along when my brother is dead?" the young man in front tilted his eyes and shouted at the young man in the back.

"I don't want to get along with you now. Get out of here. I don't want to talk to you now, okay? Get out of here, okay?"

"I see, I see. Don't fuck with me here. Now I feel like you're like a fool. What a big thing, what are you doing with this calf?" the young man in front scolded silently, but he still didn't get off the bus.

"No, you don't get off the fucking bus. What are you doing here?" the young man behind asked speechlessly.

"Well, I just heard what you meant. Are you not going to get along with me?" the young man in front tilted his eyes and asked cautiously.

"No, am I fucking with you? What's the matter with you? Do these things have anything to do with you?" the young man behind asked speechless.

"It doesn't matter. Why doesn't it matter?" the young man in front quickly nodded.

The young man behind took a silent look at the young man in front, then said with a big mouth: "then tell me, what's the matter with you, what the fuck do you want to do now, can you make it clear to me?"

"No, I was a little timid after I heard you just now..."

"Oh, I fuck you. You're free. What are you afraid of? What the hell do you want to do? Just tell me if it's ok? Can you stop talking to me here? I fucking find that you're so inky!" the young man behind shouted with big eyes and a white face.

"I'm just afraid. If you say what you say, think for yourself whether it's a little scary?" the young man turned his head and looked at the young man behind him and asked.

"Why are you scared? I'm here to tell you a ghost story? What are you afraid of? Come on, you fucking stand up for me and let me see what's the matter with you, what do you want to do, what do you want to do?"

"No, I'm not. I just want to ask you if you don't treat me as a friend now?" the young man in front asked with his small eyes askew.

"Why the hell don't I take you as a friend? I just don't understand now. How can I fucking say that you can believe me? What do you want, or I'll kneel down for you now, and you'll be satisfied, won't you?" the young man behind stared at the beads and shouted.

"Grass, now it's not a question of my satisfaction, you know? I just want to ask if you will betray me. Just tell me what you think and it's over, okay?"

The young man behind him was silent for a moment, then clenched his teeth and said: "I've told you several times. I don't know anything. You just can't understand. Now this person is not you. What can I say about you? Tell me what I can say to the police. The police can take care of me or on the ground. If you want to go now, you'll go right away. Don't grind and haw here. If you don't want to go , you just fucking take it here. Do you hear me? I really don't want to talk to you now. Can you understand what I mean? "

"If I go now, you can't betray me, can you?" the young man in front asked with his eyes tilted very seriously.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fucking friend now. If I go in, I won't say anything. Even if I say, this person has nothing to do with you. No, we can testify to each other. Do you understand what I mean?"

"OK, I see!" the young man behind nodded and ran under the car.

The young man in the back narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man getting off the bus. In fact, there was no other idea in his heart. Now he just wanted to wait for me to go upstairs and take down the camera after leaving with the girl. As long as he got the camera, Ya had no worries at home.

"Bang!"

Just then the door suddenly rang.

The young man behind was stunned. He saw the young man in front running up in a panic, then pointed to the outside of the car and shouted, "it's over, there's an accident!"

Inside the Land Rover.

The young man sitting in the back was stunned when he saw the young man in front coming back. Then he turned his mouth and shouted, "what the fuck are you doing? Why are you back?"

"Something... Something happened..." the young man in front replied with a very nervous expression, and then looked out of the window.

"No, are you fucking sick? What can happen to you in the middle of the night?" the young man behind was stunned and shouted helplessly.

"I seem to have seen a man just now, like a policeman. I think he is walking towards us. The calf is over. The police must have found us. Something has happened... Neither of us can run..." the young man in front covered his chest and shouted very nervously, and then said: "I tell you, someone must have found us now. The one I saw earlier must have come to see if we have left. Now I see that we have not left... I must go back to find someone. The police will have to take us away in a moment. Do you believe it?"

The young man behind was stunned when he heard this sentence, and then said with a big mouth: "no, what you fucking said is true or false?"

"What's true or false? I can still joke with you in the middle of the fucking night. Do you think I'm in this mood now? Do you think I've had this experience? Besides, I'm fucking kidding you now. What good can I do? Can I be on the ground? Do you award me a prize or what? Can I come back if I didn't see the police just now?" The young man behind shouted excitedly and then said, "I tell you, although the man didn't wear a uniform, I can see that the man is a policeman at a glance..."

After hearing this, the young man behind was stunned, then licked his lips and asked, "no, how do you know that people must be the police? Who told you?"

"Cao, who's going to tell me about this? Am I a fucking fool or something? I can't see it myself? I told you that the man must be a policeman..." the young man in front paused and then said, "if you don't believe it now, get out of the car and see if he's a policeman. Let me tell you this, it's 100% a policeman..."

The young man behind him was silent for a moment, then lit a cigarette for himself, then stretched out his hand, pushed open the door of the Land Rover and went straight down.

"Grass, this fool really went down?" the young man in front shouted with big eyes, then quickly opened the window and shouted to the young man who got off the bus: "what, now look to the left to see if you are alone there..."

After hearing this sentence, the young man was stunned, looked very covertly to the left, and then stared at the man on his left. A moment later, the man bit his teeth and walked into the Land Rover, shouting at his throat, "are you a fucking fool? Aren't you a tramp? When did you become a policeman?"

After hearing this, the young man in front was stunned and said, "no, what did you just say?"

"I said it wasn't the police, it was the tramp. Are you a fool? The police and the tramp can't tell now, can they?" the young man behind shouted with big eyes.

"No, it's mainly because I didn't see clearly just now. I just saw a man walking past. I thought it was a policeman..." the policeman in front looked a little embarrassed on his face. After laughing twice, he turned his head and looked at the young man behind him and asked, "do you see clearly? Are you sure it's not a policeman?"

"No, I find it hard to do. How the fuck do you grow up? Now you don't know whether that person is a policeman or not. You don't know what the fuck the policeman walks like and what the tramp walks like. If you don't believe me now, get out of the car and have a look. I don't have time to explain to you now. Do you know now If you want to walk more and no one is looking at you, you say you're grinding and chirping here. What do you want to do? "The young man behind shouted with a big mouth, and then turned around and didn't speak directly.

"No, you said I was going to leave. Who knows how this happened? I'm very worried now. You should know that if I can go, I won't go too? What do you want to do when you yell at me here? I find it hard to talk to you now. I just look out of my eyes..."

"Didn't you fucking ask me if I could see it clearly? If you don't believe me now, won't you go out and have a look by yourself? What are you doing here? What are you talking about?" the young man behind shouted very irritably, and then turned his head and looked at the young man in front: "why, why don't you go down?"

"I just don't want to go down now. Why is it OK?" the young man in front shouted at the top of his voice.

"Cao, what does it matter to me if you don't love it now? How the fuck are you? You're my son. I told you if you don't go down now, don't talk to me, you know? I'm not in the mood to talk to you now. What do you love JB? Get out of here. I don't want to talk to you now..."

"No, I fucking found out why you are so awesome now. Why is this car yours? If you don't let me talk, I won't talk. Why do I love to listen to you now? I really told you. I'm talking now. Can you tell me what to do? Come on, you tell me, I'm talking now. What can you do? Do you talk and draft!" The young man in front was obviously scolded by the young man behind him, shouting one sentence after another at the top of his voice.

"No, why, are you not satisfied with me or what? What the fuck do you want to do? What do you want to do?" the young man behind heard this and shouted at his throat.

"Grass, I fucking want to know what you want. It's no use talking to me now. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Do you know? I just talk. Now, I'll ask you, can you be on the ground, can you kill me, or how can you talk?" the young man in front shouted very excitedly.

The young man behind licked his lips and asked in a low voice, "I just want to ask you now. What do you mean?"

"What's the matter? Now ask me what I mean, what the fuck do you mean? You say you'll go for a while and don't go. I want to ask you what you mean now. Why? What's wrong with you now? What's your fucking calf with me here? If you have anything to say, can you just say it? Don't beat around the Bush, can you?" The young man behind also shouted excitedly, and then said, "I fucking tell you that. What's the matter with me now? I just can't see you now, do you understand? I just want to disappear into my sight immediately, okay?"

"What can you do if I don't immediately disappear in your sight? What do you want? Come on, tell me now. What can you do if I don't disappear now?" the young man in front tilted his neck and looked very ill beaten.

"No, what do you want to do with us? Do you fucking owe a call? If you owe a call, tell me directly. Come on, I'll study what's going on with you first. I won't believe you. I'll fucking see what you want to do?" The young man in the back rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he could rush up to the young man in front at any time.

"Why, do you want to do it now or what?" the young man in front was stunned when he saw the young man behind him, and shouted with a big mouth.

"No, I'm going to hit you now or what? What can you do? Even if I'm going to hit you now, come and tell me what you can do?" the young man behind asked very directly.

"Grass, I've never seen you so strong, and you beat me. What can I do? Why am I so strong, and I've never seen it!" the young man in front shouted at the top of his voice, then rolled up his sleeves and began to walk under the car. While walking, he shouted: "draft? I just want to see you today. What can you do? I'll tell you!"

"Oh, what do you mean? Are you going to compete with me now or what?" the young man behind tilted his eyes and asked in some confusion.

"Draft it, just ask you to fight alone. Come down now. I'll draft it. Let me see what you can do. If I don't fucking kill you now, I'll be your grandson!" the young man in front shouted very dissatisfied.

"OK, you're awesome. I'll let you see what's going on with you today. Did you draft it? I haven't seen you like B yet. You're so awesome. Now you don't know your last name, do you?" the young man in the back jumped directly from the inside of the car, and didn't wait for the young man in front to react. He went up with a big foot, Directly kicked on the stomach of the young man in front, and directly kicked a big somersault for the young man in front.

"You fucking sneaked at me, didn't you?" the young man in front plunged his head into the snow and shouted at his throat.

"Draft it, I'm sneaking into you now. Come on, let me see what you can do. I haven't seen you like B. draft it!" the young man in the back rolled his arms and sleeves and rushed to the position of the young man in front, but before the young man in front stood up, he was a big foot.

"Do you still attack me, don't you?" the young man in front shouted, staring at the beads.

"I'll sneak on you. What can you do?"