Chapter 459： Don’t enter the tiger’s nest

"I have prepared an oxygen tank. Do you want to take two oxygen?"

After driving for about three hours, the fat man suddenly reached out and pushed Su Bai, who was almost half-sleeping and half-awake.

Su Bai shook his head and continued to close his eyes.

The fat man took out an oxygen tank and took a large mouthful of the plug covering his mouth.

"You are also very boring." Su Bai could not laugh.

"I don't know if it's because I have given more tips or the car rental company has been so thoughtful. I actually prepared a few small oxygen tanks in the car. I don't want to **** it, I can't waste it."

The fat man took a few mouthfuls in a row. To be honest, the thinness of oxygen did not have much impact on him. Otherwise, he would not be able to go down the Qinhai Island deep sea hole with Su Bai.

"How can there be a halal sign on the oxygen tank, lying in the trough, even the air has to be halal?" The fat man frowned, throwing the oxygen tank directly into the rear seat.

"It's coming soon, drive slowly, pay attention to the situation ahead." Su Bai reminded.

"Yeah." Su Bai nodded solemnly.

The Tarombo Grand Canyon is not far from the front, and now you can see the Grand Canyon in the car, which shows that the lamas' nests are nearby.

"Big white, there are people in front, there are many people." The fat man shouted.

"I don't want to be jealous." Su Bai reached out and told the fat man to stop the car first.

"Is there a tourist group here?" The fat man looked at it and asked, because in front, near the Grand Canyon, there were seven or eight cars parked there, and there was a top tent with some monks interspersed. Among them, like a waiter.

"It shouldn't be an ordinary tourist. Do you still remember the little girl that Gyatso said? Recently, there have been several people like us driving to this neighborhood."

"Do you mean that they are all listeners like us?" The fat man yelled, "Is it the bodyguards that the lamas asked?"

"If it is a bodyguard, these listeners should all go to the temple, but they are now camping outside. Obviously they are very wary of them even in the temple. I told you to go to the forum to check the news, you checked. No?"

"Checked, there is no news, it should be released through other channels." The fat man replied.

"This is a bit of a point. The audience below, there are seven or eight people, even nearly ten people, and they have already set off here before the incident in Nanjing;

Since the gathering place is here, I thought it should have been organized by the lamas in the temple, but the lamas were trying to come to Nanjing to kill the Gyatso because they smelled the **** smell, but the result was that they themselves were seriously injured and affected. When they arrived at their follow-up plan, the listeners who had been organized had to arrange camping outside the temple and dare not let them go directly to the temple. Su Bai guessed, "The original lama plan should have killed Gyatso and proceeded to the next step, but now the plan has been destroyed." ”

"Big white, no matter what, as long as this group of incomprehensible listeners are not the bodyguards of the few lamas, there is no problem." The fat man smashed his hand. "Our goal is to find those lamas to avenge, directly bypassing They sneak into the temple."

Su Bai shook his head. "If you are seriously injured, there are so many listeners sitting at your door. Can you still live at home and recover?"

In the eyes of the fat man, a strange color flashed, saying: "Big white, do you mean that the lamas are probably not in the temple?"

"It is not very likely. It should be more than 90%. Now that the lamas have been broken by me and you, the soul is in a state of serious injury, and the broadcast suddenly stops for three months. They are estimated to have the same chances as Gyatso and the monks, and they have not had the chance to recover their injuries. When they were in strength and status, they could successfully organize an 'exploration' 'winning treasure' event with so many listeners. Now, these The audience they had gathered before became their biggest threat."

"It’s hard to ride the tiger." The fat man stretched out. "That's trouble for us. If the few lamas really became a tortoise, simply put these listeners, it doesn't mean we even Did the human pigeons go together, they are not hiding in the old nest, how can we find them in such a big place in Tibet."

Just as Su Bai negotiated with the fat man, a jeep drove quickly from behind them, and the speed was very fast, and the car was obviously modified, and the sound made when driving was very strange with the rising dust.

Dynamic car music can be heard from afar.

The owner of the car should be a very crazy person.

Because it is not a scenic spot, people who have left the main road in the wilderness so far to come here must have their own special purpose, and they are the audience.

Su Bai’s mouth showed a smile. “There are people behind us.”

The jeep stopped at the car where Su Bai and the fat man were sitting. There were two people in the car. The driver wore a black leather jacket and a pair of sunglasses. The other party was actually a black man.

Moreover, when he spoke, Su Bai felt that the other party was not the black listener who had grown up in China before, but the authentic foreigner.

"Hey, guys, why don't you go to the front?" The other person's mouth was squatting, obviously big, smoky, while the question was still on the side, there was a tangible swallow.

When Su Bai looked at the person for a while, he took his eyes back and ignored him. The fat man took out his own cigarette, lit it, and took a sip.

"It’s really a deep Chinese."

"The strong people are like this, and the listeners of the strong people are like this." The young Oriental man in the co-pilot position said with a disdainful tone.

"Hey, Zhou, shouldn't you be a country?" The black man said to the Eastern Youth Road in his co-pilot position.

"Klaus, I admit that I am Chinese, but I don't recognize them and I am a country."

"It sounds very eloquent." Black Klaus shook his head. "We will go ahead, don't let our lamas and friends wait too long." said Klaus Moore himself. The palm of your hand, "Really, I am still a little excited."

"The few lamas should be out..." The young man named Zhou said that he did not say it here. Obviously he is clear. The two listeners on the next door should be able to hear the words of their communication.

Klaus glanced at the car with Su Bai and the fat man. "It should be a little impatient, so I plan to leave, but I am a bit unwilling." Say, Klaus is tempted by the fat man and Su Bai's car. Was beckoning, "Hey, guys, the activity continues as usual, let's go together."

After that, Klaus re-launched the jeep and headed for the campsite in front.

When the jeep was far away, the fat man couldn’t help but start to squirt. "The strong country, your brother-in-law, is a bay."

Su Bai looked at the fat man and smiled. "The strong people are more used by Hong Kong people. The Taiwanese use 426 more, but the accent of that person should be the Taiwanese version of Mandarin."

"What does 426 mean?"

"Death Alu," Su Bai explained.

"Rely, big white, how do you become so familiar with this?" The fat man was surprised. "Don't tell me that you usually go online to fight."

"When I was doing business, I was still more frequent with the consortium there. I have lived in Hong Kong and Taiwan for a long time." Su Bai shook the window. "Actually, it is love, love is love. The two sides taunted each other and opposed each other to deepen exchanges."

"Da Bai, you can't understand the fate of this ideological realm. Can it be said that the two sides of the keyboard man on the Internet are the messengers who promote cultural exchanges?"

"Well, at least in my opinion, it’s much more obvious than the use of such an official organization."

The fat man started the car. "So, below, are we also in the past? I mean, the lamas are recognizing us."

"The few lamas will definitely not come out now. From the things of the birds before, it can be seen that they have a close relationship with the Western audience. This black man should actually be called to save the field. It should have one. If you want to do something big, you won’t be able to attract so many listeners. Fat people, are you not the most like to fish in the water and enjoy the benefits of the instrument? I don’t believe you are really not interested.”

"It's a little risky. If the identity is discovered, it will be GG." The fat man was a little worried. "And, I feel that I have been walking backwards and the way is not good."

"Nothing. Recently, you have been unlucky for so long. It’s time for you to run once. Besides, even if the identity is exposed, what are you afraid of? Those listeners are not lamas, they can’t attack us. At least, our confidence in the whole body is still there."

"It's also true." The fat man drove the car over.

When the campsite was about to arrive, several monks came out and the fat man stopped the car before them.

"The donor, come here is the guest, please come with us."

The monk speaks very well. The fat man parked the car here, got off the bus with Su Bai, and walked into the campsite with the monks in front.

The black Claus over there has disappeared. The young man named Zhou is standing outside the campsite and holding some small flags like playing with something. Seeing Su Bai and the fat man coming, he did not say anything, or Looking at my own things, my mouth is also groaning.

Several small flags have been inserted underground, and the fat man deliberately walked from the middle of the flag.

The face of Zhou’s youth had already revealed the color of anger, but then he showed amazement and asked:

"Strong people, do you understand the law?"

"Hello Bay Bay, yes, I understand the law."

The fat man and the young man of Zhou’s family have a big eye and a small eye. This scene is a bit cute.