coobybook Chapter 514 Salty Tofu Pudding?
Chapter 514 Salty Tofu Pudding?
Jiang Xia ignored the little rascal, produced two "ABC" cards in his hand, and handed them to the chubby boy behind him who was shaking incessantly.
"Hey, big guy, it's your turn now. What a buzzkill!"
Distracted by the little rascal, and seeing the awkward expressions on the faces of the officers, Jiang Xia suddenly felt that everything was utterly meaningless.
Instead of wasting time on this, you might as well go back and organize the "Special Forces Training Outline" that you just redeemed.
The sudden surge of anger was completely extinguished by the panicked officers in front of him.
How incredibly bored must I be to think of using this method to scam others? Isn't that just like Li Huaide?
Ah, pshaw, pshaw, Uncle Li is quite something now. He's even taking the initiative to support local development. His awareness is on another level.
Am I supposed to follow Uncle Li's old path?
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia smiled with relief and prepared to leave with the chubby boy.
Hey, I wonder whose child this chubby little guy is. Judging from his face, he's obviously a "sugar baby".
If he were in Jiangjia Village, he would definitely be a village guardian.
"Hey... kid! Didn't you hear your grandpa? Hand over the ticket!"
The little rascal was furious when he saw Jiang Xia's indifferent attitude towards him.
Throughout the entire city of Beijing, who would dare treat him like this? You must know that his idol was the famous Kangxi Emperor from the previous dynasty!
Yes, that's the notorious thief who roamed between Beijing and Tianjin.
Although the outcome wasn't great, and he ended up being sliced into pieces, his reputation was still impressive!
The last person in China to be subjected to the death by a thousand cuts.
It's recorded in history!
Jiangxia ignored him and continued to retreat.
Seeing Jiang Xia about to retreat outside the woods, the little rascal threw the skewer in his hand away: "Kid! I don't want to cause you any trouble. What, you want to fight me to the death? Come on, bring it on!"
"Click..."
You have to admit that this little rascal has some skills to have made a name for himself.
The steel rod was driven right into the ground behind Jiang Xia's feet.
"Don't blame me for not warning you, I'm showing mercy this time! If you leave again, the next one will be stuck in your eye!"
"Brother! Don't let him get away! I just asked him, and it's true, that kid pulled out 50 yuan to buy a ticket!"
The rascal standing nearby, having gotten the information from Yuan Hua, was looking at Jiang Xia with the eyes of someone eyeing a fat sheep.
"Hey, with him and that chubby kid on the team, we're going to strike it rich this time, bro!"
"Hey Hey……"
After a burst of distorted laughter.
"Boom..."
"Smack..."
The little rascal suddenly felt something red covering his face.
"What the hell!"
"Boom..."
"Smack..."
Another stench splattered out.
Now the little rascal saw where all that splashing stuff came from.
But he couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as the fragments tumbled and hurtled toward him, unable to even use his prized agility.
"Who said a knife is faster within seven steps? It's clearly within seven steps that a gun is both accurate and fast, okay? Old gun experience is just bullshit!" For the first time, the little rascal felt regret.
"It's not a Mauser C96, nor is it a Type 56 semi-automatic cannon, so what the hell is it? It's so loud..."
Red, white, and black stains were scattered all over the little rascal's body. Several hard objects grazed his cheeks, and from the cuts, streaks of red oozed out like they were free.
The little rascal stuck out his tongue and licked it: "It's fishy and bitter, just like that undercooked pork kidney from this morning..."
The only sound he heard before he lost consciousness was:
"Old Wang, it's hard to convict someone who has no brains..."
"What do you mean by 'determine'? Have you forgotten about the unconventional handling methods?"
"No, it's fine with these scoundrels, but...it seems like someone has never seen anything like this before..."
Silence, punctuated by the sound of vomiting, reached the little rascal's ears. Heh, I can still hear sounds? So, I've survived?
"Big guy, don't talk about me, there are two heads in there that are yours..."
"I hit the torso..."
…………
In the Jiang family courtyard, Jiang Xia stared blankly as he absentmindedly typed on the keyboard in front of him.
The man in the leather jacket outside tiptoed into the room, put down his teacup, and silently left.
"What should we do? He's been silent ever since he came back..."
"Old Wang, you're a complete idiot! You want to get married? You'll be locked up in jail until you die!"
"Even if I lock you up until you die, you won't fare any better!"
Old Wang scratched his head in frustration. "I didn't expect that gun to be so powerful. I tested it at the shooting range, and it was no different from the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle. It's the same—one shot, one hole. Who would have thought it would explode when it hits you?"
Well, that ignorant old man, Wang. Doesn't he know that the structure of his head makes the bullet's trajectory unstable after entering, and with the bullet's spin, it would be a miracle if it didn't explode?
In particular, he was using .357 Magnum ammunition...
"Hey, why say so much useless stuff! If only we were still on the battlefield, I would have been stunned for half a quarter of an hour before I was able to raise my gun and fight back."
Big Guy shook his head in distress, looked at the shadow cast through the window, and let out another long sigh.
"battlefield?"
Old Wang suddenly chuckled.
"Hey, go to the restaurant up ahead and get a bowl of tofu pudding. It would be even better if it had chili!"
"Spicy? Who eats salty tofu pudding? Besides, if you bring it back, how can anyone else eat it?"
"That's exactly what I wanted! Do you know what 'two negatives make a positive' means? You're just a middle school student, you should learn from this!"
With that, Old Wang grabbed the car keys he had thrown on the table and turned around with a flourish.
"Hey, you rascal, where are you going?"
"Of course we should go find the old company commander. Hmm, let's go down and see if the 'foreign squad leaders' are on duty. These veterans are a piece of cake when it comes to dealing with these symptoms..."
……
Listening to the discussions in the courtyard, Jiang Xia really wanted to tell these people who cared about her that she was fine.
But, just like when he had a fever a long time ago, Jiang Xia felt that he couldn't move his body again.
Light and airy, dancing idly in a dream?
Well, to be honest, it feels pretty wonderful, except there's no big fairy to fly with Jiang Xia.
In a daze, Jiang Xia felt his sleeve being tugged.
Ok?
Jiang Xia didn't want to pay attention.
But as the commotion grew louder, the image of the person tugging at his sleeve finally appeared in Jiang Xia's dark, gleaming pupils.
"Oh, Fatty, huh? What are you doing here?"
With a sudden effort from the chubby guy, Jiang Xia regained his composure and finally spoke.
"Ha, Brother Xia, it was you who brought me back!"
Hmm? Is there?
All Jiang Xia remembers now is the image of the watermelon bursting open; he knows nothing else!
After calming down, Jiang Xia finally got up and helped Fatty straighten his crooked hat and button up his haphazardly fastened clothes.
"Hey, do you still remember where you live?"
"Remember!"
"Then please ask Uncle Big to take you home later. It's so late, your family must be worried."
Jiang Xia raised his watch and checked the time.
Have you been staring blankly for so long? It's almost 7 pm!
"Okay, I'm hungry!"
"Alright, I'll make you a big stew!"
Jiang Xia got up, took Fatty's hand, and walked out.
The movements are extremely skillful.
Perhaps it's because Jiang Dong was also in a similar state of dazedness for a while, and Jiang Xia has experience taking care of troubled children.
"vomit……"
"Hey, what's that in your hand, sir...?"
As Jiang Xia stepped out of the room, she saw a big guy carrying a bowl, walking towards her excitedly.
Look at what's in the bowl: snow-white tofu pudding, topped with bright red chili sauce, swaying gently as the big guy moves around.
Damn it, you shouldn't have had those bad thoughts...
Jiangxia wanted to cry but had no tears.
It's all because of that guy surnamed Shen!