Chapter 227

As soon as Mao Xiaohui heard this, he immediately said with a sad face, "idol, what I want to say next, you will never think I'm bragging!"

"But I swear by the ancestors of the Mao family that if there is a lie, they will thunder five times a day!"

"In fact, I don't even know what's going on. Every time those grandsons start, I think I'm finished."

"But every time I can escape from death, let me tell you. Just now, the Gatling machine gun I told you about, the one with blue fire."

"Good guy, the bullet was like a rainstorm. I was so scared that I ran away with my head in my arms!"

"But it's strange. Those bullets are buzzing in my ears, but I wonder if they can't hit me."

"Idol, I swear, I really didn't lie. You must believe me!"

Ye Wuji frowned gently. I'm afraid even the three-year-old can't fool these words.

But ye Wuji couldn't find any trace of lying from each other's eyes and expressions.

Is everything he said true?

Or, this person's acting skills have reached the state of perfection.

"Mao Xiaohui, listen to me."

Ye Wuji said in a deep voice, "I don't care who you are or what your purpose is. You'd better not hit me on the head with those careful thoughts in your stomach."

Mao Xiaohui hurriedly said, "where can I do this? You are my life-saving benefactor and my idol. Where can I make your idea? Hey, hey, go, go on."

Along the way, Mao Xiaohui talked a lot, from the stars in the sky to the grasshoppers on the ground, and from the international situation to the future development trend of island small films.

Chu Feiyan followed him and was stunned. Unconsciously, his wechat QQ number and telephone number were set by this guy silently.

"Yan Yan, a question for you. Do you know who Ziyan's mother is?"

Mao Xiaohui asked. At this time, the names of others have become Yanyan.

Chu Feiyan wondered, "who is Ziyan? I don't know. How can I know who his mother is?"

Mao Xiaohui smiled, "I tell you, Ziyan's mother is Zhao Xianglu."

"Why?"

Chu Feiyan looked blankly.

Watching them talking and laughing in front, ye Wuji could only shake his head and sigh. He thought it was really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave. He was afraid that the front wave would be shot to death on the beach.

With Mao Xiaohui's eloquence and cheek, it's really admirable that he can get a girl on the way of exploration.

Under Mao Xiaohui's guidance, he saved at least an hour's journey. After walking up the huge stone on the hillside for more than ten minutes, he saw a cave opening with light inside.

"There is a special mineral in this cave, which is the only place in the whole mountain where the cockscomb spirit Python dare not come in."

"So after the snake catchers go up the mountain, they will gather in this cave and wait until the cockscomb spirit snake appears."

Near the entrance to the cave, Mao Xiaohui, who hung around all the way, began to become a little serious and told him, "in fact, if you want me to say, the people in this cave are much more ferocious than the cockscomb spirit python."

"So you must keep up your spirit later. Don't talk nonsense, let alone meddle in your own business. The lower the key, the better."

After that, the three walked towards the cave.

As soon as I came to the entrance of the cave, I smelled a smell of earthy smell. I estimated that this was the smell of the special minerals Mao Xiaohui said.

The entrance of the cave is relatively narrow. You can only pass one person at a time, and you have to bow in.

But the more you go inside, the greater the space. At the end, there is a big space with five basketball courts.

There are dozens of people sitting on the ground of the cave, some in groups or alone.

Most people were silent, only a few people whispered with their voices down, and the atmosphere was very depressed.

Chu Feiyan nervously dragged Ye Wuji's clothes. Mao Xiaohui walked in front, but he seemed familiar with the road. Occasionally, he met acquaintances and nodded with a smile.

The three men picked as like as two peas in a slightly spacious area, and just sat down, and suddenly came two bearded beards. They said, "let's go, we must sit down."

Chu Feiyan was not happy when she heard this. "Why? It's obviously us who first..... Well......"

Just halfway through the conversation, Mao Xiaohui suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Chu Feiyan's mouth and hurriedly said to the two twin beards, "two eldest brothers, this is my cousin. It's a little hard to use my brain. Please also ask two eldest brothers Haihan. This place has been cleaned for the two eldest brothers. Please sit down."

As Mao Xiaohui spoke, he covered Chu Feiyan's mouth with one hand and dragged Ye Wuji to a corner next to the cave wall to sit down.

"Aunt, can you stop? No, even if you're tired of living, don't drag me to the funeral!"

Mao Xiaohui turned his head and looked at the two beards, then said in a low voice, "do you know who doesn't?"

"Brother black tiger, last time, the guy who took Gatling dada and made a blue fire was killed by these two people. Do you think it's fierce?"

"Then you can't rob others of their position."

Chu Feiyan still seemed reluctant and twisted her head to one side angrily.

"Hey, hey, my idol is more sensible."

Mao Xiaohui gave Ye Wuji a thumbs up and praised, "the waves are calm, the face does not change, and I can bend and stretch. I really admire you!"

Ye Wuji has no feeling for this wave of rainbow fart. His ears have long heard the calluses of these compliments.

After scanning the cave, he said, "do you know all these people?"

Mao Xiaohui shook his head. "I only know a small part, most of them are new faces, which is normal. Most of the old faces I know are burping farts."

"But the rest are experts. In addition to the two black tiger brothers, there is the eagle nose over there, which is also a cruel corner."

"There are also some young people in sportswear on the left. It's said that there are big people behind them. In short, it's not easy to provoke."

"I don't know the rest. They are all new faces. I just don't know how many people can stay after tonight."

Ye Wuji looked at these people respectively along Mao Xiaohui's eyes. He could see that Mao Xiaohui was not lying. From the look and eyes of these people, it could be seen that they were indeed experts.

However, what attracts Ye Wuji's attention most is a middle-aged man dressed in rags and curled up in the corner, who looks like a beggar.

This person's eyes are the most special. His two eyes are white and look like he has a very serious cataract.

Holding a small dark green bamboo stick in his hand, he looks like a blind beggar. He is the most inconspicuous one in the crowd.

But ye Wuji smelled a cold air from this man, and there were only two kinds of people with this cold air.

The first is the dead, and the second is the cruel man who has touched countless lives in his hands!