I saw that Nie Xiaotian was not looking elsewhere.

But it was in the middle of Wu Fatzi's room, on an offering table. In front of the offering table was nothing else, but a statue of Buddha Mirak. The Buddha statue is painted with a layer of golden lacquer.

Nie Xiaotian couldn't help but be happy when he saw that Wu Fatzi was nervous.

In fact, he had already noticed Wu Fatzi's strangeness, and since he entered this house, Wu Fatzi cared most about this Buddha in addition to his life. Just now, when Nie Xiaotian said about the woman, Wu Fatzi didn't say a word, and wanted to send it directly, but when Nie Xiaotian looked at the Buddha, the guy frowned, and he looked like he wanted his life.

Nie Xiaotian thought about it with his ass and knew that the Buddha statue was not simple.

I don't know when I can do things that make traitors and little devils unhappy, looking at their-like expressions, Nie Xiaotian will feel very excited. At this time, seeing Wu Fatzi's picture, if Nie Xiaotian dared to move the statue of Namile Buddha, it would be his life. Nie Xiaotian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"I was poor when I was a kid."

What's the situation?

Seeing Nie Xiaotian say with a sad face that he was poor when he was a child, not only Wu Fatzi, but also Liu Xiaobiao and Monk Yang were stunned. The two of them secretly sighed, what are these two battalion commanders going to do!

Although they couldn't think of what the battalion commander of the second cargo was going to do, Liu Xiaobiao and Monk Yang knew that Wu Fatzi was going to be unlucky again. Thinking about it, the two couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Wu Fatzi. It's not terrible to meet a devil, but it's the most terrible to meet a Nie Xiaotian who hates devils and traitors, otherwise, how do you think the nicknames of Nie Yama and Nie Peel came from!?

"Huh?" Wu Fatzi looked at Nie Xiaotian in confusion, and he really couldn't guess what Nie Xiaotian's intentions were.

The more Nie Xiaotian spoke, the more sad he became: "My mother worked hard to bring me up, but I haven't been able to take good care of her." Wu Fatzi echoed: "I also have an old lady." Nie Xiaotian continued: "My wife has no other hobbies, so she likes to burn incense and worship the Buddha. But I can't even satisfy her with this little hobby, and the Buddha statue she worships is still painted by her husband. Originally, I wanted to buy her a Buddha, but I couldn't even afford a small Buddha statue because I was poor, I was not filial...... "Nie Xiaotian cried so fakely, the ghosts could see that he was pretending, but who dared to say that he was pretending?"

Monk Yang and Liu Xiaobiao were so shocked that they almost didn't drop their eyeballs, old lady? Didn't the old lady of the second cargo battalion commander die 800 years earlier?

Wu Fat Man is a fine person, when he heard Nie Xiaotian's words, he immediately patted his chest and said, "This matter is covered, isn't it a Buddha statue?" Tomorrow, I will go to the county town to buy a good Buddha statue and send it to our mother! "Fat Wu is shameless to the extreme, and even Nie Xiaotian's wife has become his wife.

"No need, I think this Buddha statue in your house is very good, my mother likes Mile Buddha the most, and said that it looks festive!" The corners of Nie Xiaotian's mouth were full of cheapness, and he had already walked towards Na Mile Buddha. Wu Fatzi's heart suddenly groaned, and his legs were so anxious that his legs were weak: "Don't, this Buddha statue is not good, I'll buy a good ...... for our mother."

"No, I like this!" Nie Xiaotian was anxious when he saw that Wu Fatzi was in a hurry, and he was even more determined that this Buddha was not simple.

Wu Fatzi shouted: "This is not good, don't ......" Wu Fatzi wanted the Buddha statue to die, so anxious that he even ignored the two black muzzles that were on his head.

Nie Xiaotian had already taken it, but when he got started, Nie Xiaotian smiled, only feeling that this Buddha was not big, but after getting started, it was extremely heavy. If it weren't for Nie Xiaotian's amazing arm strength, he would almost not be able to pick it up. Only this one, Nie Xiaotian probably knows what material this Buddha is made of, first of all, it is definitely not made of wood, because this Buddha is not so light, let alone made of clay and stone, because the weight is still not enough, Nie Xiaotian checked it again, and it has been determined that the material may be made of heavy metal, definitely not copper and iron, because it is made of copper and iron, Wu Fatzi can't be so nervous, then there are only two kinds of gold and silver......

"You shut up Lao Tzu, do you want to live anymore!" Nie Xiaotian snorted coldly.

Liu Xiaobiao and Monk Yang understood, and at the moment they increased their strength against the muzzle of Wu Fatzi's gun.

Wu Fatzi immediately coaxed: "I want to live!" "The face is bitter, like a dead mother.

"Then this Buddha will be given to Lao Tzu!" Nie Xiaotian said.

Wu Fatzi was dripping blood in his heart: "Here you go!" But his face was reluctant to die.

Nie Xiaotian smiled, the joy of bullying traitors is something that others can't experience.

"Hey, that's right!" Nie Xiaotian smiled faintly, the Buddha will not be put back anymore. I sat back on the chair with the Buddha statue and drank the tea again, well, the more I drank it, the sweeter it became.

Wu Fatzi beat a drum in his heart, seeing that it has been so long, there has not been a family member who has come to escort him, and he feels even worse, but those family members have really been destroyed by the three plague gods in front of him. There was no hope in my heart. I just secretly prayed that the appetite of the plague god in front of me should not be too big, and that he should hurry up and be full. Otherwise, his little family will be gone!

"Alas!" Nie Xiaotian sighed again.

Seeing that Nie Xiaotian sighed, Wu Fatzi's heart became even more bitter, this sigh must not be good. Yes, Wu Fatzi is about to sum up his experience. He shouted in his heart: "Is there still an end?" In the end, you still don't let people live...... I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, and there has to be a limit to the lion's big mouth...... Don't ...... this man."

Wu Fat shouted in his heart. Here, Nie Xiaotian spoke again, and just this one mouth, Wu Fatzi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Nie Xiaotian looked at Fat Wu with affection, and sighed: "Captain Wu, I really envy you, I think back then, I was as fat as you......"

What?

When did the battalion commander of the second cargo get fat?

What about the crooks?

Liu Xiaobiao and Monk Yang both listened secretly funny.

"My mother said, it's good to be fat, it's a blessing to be fat. But in the years of killing a thousand knives, it's so easy to get fat. Since the little devil came, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten enough, you see, how thin I have become! Nie Xiaotian sighed again, as if it were true.

Liu and Yang were secretly angry, and they almost didn't laugh out loud.

Wu Fat Man is a fine person, as soon as he heard it, he immediately understood, although his heart was dripping blood, but in order to survive, he patted his chest and said: "This thing is easy to do, I will cover my brother's food in the future!" Keep the brother fat and fat again! ”

"Hahahaha, that's interesting! Interesting! Nie Xiaotian laughed, "It can be seen that Captain Wu really wants to live!" ”

"Think about it, of course you do!" Wu Fatzi nodded again and again, which calf doesn't want to live!

Nie Xiaotian suddenly turned his face blank, indifferently took out a piece of paper from the pocket on his waist, slapped it on the table, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll give you a chance!" Give me this paperwork, and I'll spare your life! ”

Is this finally "full"? Wu Fat Man stepped forward happily, thinking that Nie Xiaotian's lion's big mouth was finally coming to an end, and when he picked up the paper, he looked at it by the candlelight in the room, and saw that Wu Fatman's face turned red all of a sudden, and he swore that if he couldn't beat it, or if there were no two black muzzles next to him against his head, he really wanted to kill this stinky and shameless thing in front of him!

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