"Oh, Dad, my stomach hurts!" Rick suddenly rolled his eyes and began to roll on the ground.
"Rick, my dear son, what's the matter with you?" RAM tied Rick's rope again, put a net on the rope, and then drilled his hands in.
"Guard, guard, my son is ill and needs to see a doctor!" RAM shouted at the door with his neck pulled, because he was worried, the green veins on his forehead bulged.
Several guards had been outside all day and night, and they had already hated the father and son in their hearts.
If it weren't for them, they would need to be so ready.
At this time, no one moved when they heard the voice. They still held the gun and continued to tell the story of picking up girls in the bar on countless wonderful nights before!
Ram was worried. He moved to the door a little bit and hit the door hard. "My son is ill. He needs to see a doctor! If he has something bad or bad, I won't live. How can you make a job?"
Rick, lying on the ground, raised his eyebrows at ram and praised him.
It seems that acting skills are forced out.
When he first proposed this method, his father didn't agree.
As a result, it was a play of essence!
After a while, the door was opened with a bang, and the strong light instantly lit up the whole wooden house.
Rick lay on the ground and began to twitch.
Ram's heart clicked. If he didn't know his son was acting, he would think Rick was really ill!
Sure enough, the guards looked silly and put away their expressions when they were chatting outside.
"Kid, if you dare to play tricks, I'll shoot you!" the leader still didn't believe it. He was fine before. Why did he suddenly get sick.
Ram knelt in front of Rick. "He's still a child. Can he lie? Why are you so inhuman that you're going to smoke him without looking at him?"
Ram was originally an extremely elegant and handsome boy. At this time, his face was ferocious and his veins jumped violently. If his hands were not tied, several guards thought he would hit people.
At this time, Rick smoked again and foamed out of the corner of his mouth.
After all, there are only five-year-old children. The others can't see it anymore.
"Boss, I don't look like pretending. I have a brother who used to be like this. He smoked several times and died!"
"Yes, he is still a child. How can he pretend to be so sick?"
"The doctor is on the plane. Let's take him!"
The boss gave Rick a cold look and wanted to see what the clue was.
Rick's performance was absolutely seamless. Of course he couldn't see anything.
Finally, I had to nod, "watch carefully."
The guard who said his brother had smoked to death had bent down to untie the rope on Rick, then picked it up with sympathy in his eyes.
The child is so young that he has this disease. I'm afraid he won't live long.
Seeing several people leave immediately.
Ram shouted, "I know you used to be soldiers. For the sake of being soldiers, can you let me accompany my son? I don't run or move. I'll be right beside him. You just untie the rope on my feet! Please, I'll thank you! My son smoked before, and the doctor said he won't live long. Please, let me follow my son. Where I'm afraid I can wait outside. "
Rahm said with tears in his eyes. He could see that he was really worried about his son.
"Untie the rope from his feet." this was said to the two guards.
"Remember, you can't leave their sight!" this sentence was said to ram.
"OK." RAM nodded like mashing garlic. "Thank you!"