The moment I heard the words of He Yi Gong, I didn't think about it, pulling my legs and running into the forest, and the dragon elephant and the spear mouse followed up...

It rained a few days ago, and the sun did not come out in the past few days, the road in the forest field was more and more difficult to go, and the ground was all very sticky mud.

I ran to the forest for a while, I and Changlong elephant pants, below the knees, all soaked yellow mud, that wet slimy feeling, can not say disgusting.

The more I am, the more I am anxious, the faster I run, for fear that these mud will slow down our pace.

Don't worry, Grandpa is fine!"

The Changlong elephant knew that I was in a hurry, and while running, he comforted me, but these words he said were useless, and the more he listened to me, the more anxious I was.

How to describe that feeling... as if there was a fire in my heart that was stuffed...burning!

I ran inside for three or four minutes, and there was a smell of blood.

It was a very fresh smell of blood, I can tell, nine out of ten have just come out of the living...

In front of the forest is the corner of the forest road, and it is also the only place with a sign.

I was about to turn a corner and run in, and the dragon elephant suddenly pulled me.

“Brother, that’s not Grandpa.”

The dragon elephant asked a word, carefully raised his hand, pointing to the right side of the road sign.

Looking in the direction he pointed out, there were some very inconspicuous traces of blood on the ground, and along the road to the bushes, although I could not see what was inside, but the edge of the bushes showed a...clothing bag?

It was my grandfather’s bag, and I wouldn’t be wrong.

When we ran into the bushes, followed the cloth bag and the blood on the ground, and soon found the old man who was covered by weed thorns.

Looking at the old man full of blood, my brain is embarrassed, until the dragon elephant dragged me past, and the hands are busy and the thorns weeds are cut open, so I slow down God...

“The Lord?”I tried to scream, not daring to touch him, and the voice was slightly trembling.

The dragon elephant reached out his hand, leaned in front of the old man's nose, and hurriedly reminded me: "There is still anger!"

“Yes, be angry! 🙂

A closer examination, the old man is indeed angry, but the injury is not light, already in a coma.

The left chest, the ribs on both sides, each has a long one inch, two fingers wide wound, deep visible bones.

But the blood of the wound had stopped, and it was covered with a layer of white hair, like the kind of filament that grew out of mold after tofu, and looked extremely conspicuous.

Perhaps because of the excessive blood loss, the old man's face is ugly, it can be said that the paper man's death, gently touched with his hand, only feel colder than the ice.

I crouched beside my grandfather, looking at the old man with the air, my mind was extremely confused, and I just felt that I couldn't remember anything, and I couldn't understand anything.

In my memory, the old man has never planted such a big heel, what is the matter?

"Brother, what now?" asked the Changlong elephant hurriedly, "or shall we carry Grandpa Shen down the mountain?"

I looked at the old man silently, and over again, and looked at the permanent dragon elephant.

"You go to the forest mouth and wait for the police to pick us up, I am here to guard the old man, if they come, remember to let them bring a stretcher."

The dragon said, well.

With that, he seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked me, “What kind of public they have not gone far, or not...”

“No.”I bowed my head, sat on the weed pile, calmly reminded: "We are not opponents, do not find ourselves unhappy, meet them, you go around, do not have to follow people to play."

“No revenge?” the dragon frowned.

I shook my head and said that it was not too late for a gentleman to avenge ten years, and now there was no need to die with them.

"Gentlemen revenge, ten years is not too late, that is to say gentlemen, we are not gentlemen!" 」The dragon elephant seems to be a little dissatisfied, and the tone is very dull.

"Grandpa often told me that the time-conscious is Junjie, and you have to admit it when you are abating it, and call someone else's board with your life."Do you think it’s worth it?”I whispered, "Settle your grandfather first, and then the rest... and then."

The dragon elephant is not a fool, and when he hears me, he can understand it naturally.

The current situation is very unfavorable to us, although He Yijun was injured, but like him, it is not like he is going to die, it should be a certain combat effectiveness.

Coupled with the two people behind Zhang San, if they really fight, I tied a piece with the Changlong elephant that was not enough to reach out, even if it was called a squatter, it would not help.

The dragon did not ask any more questions and hurried away.

When he left, I dared to expose the most real side.

Seriously, some things dare not let outsiders see, even if the other side is a dragon elephant, I can not erase this face.

“You bastards...”

I clenched my teeth, looked at the old man's tragic, eyes gradually red, can not help but rub their hands, the more the nose is more and more sour.

Whether it is a pedestrian or a layman, as long as you know me, you know that my grandfather is my greatest support.

It is also very embarrassing to say, I think so myself, and even I think I will rely on my grandfather all my life.

When I meet something that cannot be solved, I will not despair, because I have an old man who can rely on, and in my eyes, my grandfather is an all-in-one living immortal.

Is there a living hell, and can there be something that can't be solved?

But he taught me a lesson.

Yes, there is.

Saying that you don't want revenge is definitely false, if I'm not still calm and able to maintain a little sense, I'm afraid I'll have to play with them without waiting for the usual dragon elephant to come up with them...

As I watched my grandfather dazed, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind me.

The footsteps were in a hurry, and after a while they came to me, and then stopped.

"Come on?"The speed is good...”

I looked back and was instantly silent.

The man who came saw that I did not speak, and smiled, and did not squeak.

“Anything?”I asked silently.

It’s not someone else who came, it’s the three of you who almost had my head cut off before.

I have to say, seeing it suddenly kill back, I was a little nervous, but more or doubtful.

Didn’t he follow the public?This suddenly killed back... it was difficult to come to avenge me?

“Anything?”I asked again.

Zhang San looked at me deeply and suddenly laughed: "The Lord said that your boy's eyes are so toxic and panicked that people look uncomfortable, so I came back to dig your eyes."

I nodded, pulled out a coffin nail, and the rat jumped over from the side, staring cautiously at Zhang San.

“You’re in a good position, do you want to try it with me?”Zhang San looked at me disdainfully, and the smile was full of provocative meanings.

I was about to say something, just a familiar voice, and suddenly it came out from behind me.

“Do you want to move my grandson?”

The person who speaks, the voice is very low, there is a smell of air, but the whole sentence is said, but it is not trembling.

When I looked back, I looked at my grandfather’s cold eyes.

“Lord!You are awake?”

The old man said, did not say more to me, half squint, looked at Zhang San and asked it: "I ask you, do you want to move my grandson?" 」

Zhang San stared at the eyes, obviously angry, but it was strange how to stare and did not open his mouth.

The old man did not speak, staring at Zhang San without expression, waiting for it to give an answer.

After more than half an hour, Zhang San only spoke.

“I was joking...”

Zhang Sanheyi smiled, quietly took a step back, and said to the grandfather: "My grandfather is merciful, see your grandson is in trouble, so sell personal feelings to you, only hope that you and his account can be written off."

With that answer, Grandpa couldn’t help but pause.

“Am I difficult?”I pointed to myself, “Who said that?”

"My lord said it."3 Responses to 3.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang San looked at me, and then looked at the old man, the tone was very sincere, and even sincere to the point of schadenfreude, not like to deceive us.

“Damn, don’t you see that your grandson is dying?”