第90章 对不起,我下手重了(1 / 2)

赤犬,想刀一个人的心,此刻最高。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp不要问为什么,就是想刀。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp刀了他,自己可以过得轻松,安稳。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp自己,差点被鳄鱼撕碎,被高山吓死,被老鹰戏耍,最后求爹求娘,才拿回来鞋子。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp你呢,一口烤乳猪不给我留下,当着我的面吃完。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp你还是人吗?

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp有没有人性。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp还有没有王法。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“要不,我再烤一只给你?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基眼睛发亮,小脑袋疯狂点头“好呀,好呀。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp快乐,掩饰不住。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“但是。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp来了,转折来了,他知道事情没那么简单。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp某个人,不会如他所愿的。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天抱歉道“但是我们没有了乳猪。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp唯一的乳猪,被我吃了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp巧妇难为无米之炊。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp怎么办?

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基“你问我,我问谁?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp我一个自己都养不活的乞丐,你让我去哪里给你找到乳猪。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp你是不是疯了?

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“也是哦,你那么穷,连面包都吃不起,哪里有钱买乳猪。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp嘲讽。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp赤果果的嘲讽。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基“??”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp给我刀,我要弄了他。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp岂有此理,你是不是不气死我,你不甘心。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“你的鞋子。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp没有烤乳猪吃,他在做梦罢了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基不抱希望。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp鞋子,合脚了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基松了一口气,他害怕陈青天不认账,又搞新的幺蛾子。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp好在,没有其他事情。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp他着急说“现在可以教我了吗?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“可以啊,你确定现在学?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基坚定回答“我确定,我要现在学。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天怜悯看了萨卡斯基一眼,这个眼神,让萨卡斯基感到不好。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp可他不会放弃的,机会就在眼前。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp无论前方有狂风暴雨,他都不会怕。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp为了未来。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp为了烤乳猪。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp为了报仇老鹰。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp为了……能够顿顿吃上肉。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp萨卡斯基拼了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp然后,陈青天找了棍子,两根很粗很粗的棍子,还有一条麻绳。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp都很粗,萨卡斯基还在疑惑,他被叫去。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天让他站着,不要动。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“张开双手。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“对,就是这样。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp自觉配合的萨卡斯基,很快发现不对。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp他,被人绑起来。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp双手束缚,无法动弹。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp接着,他被吊起来,挂在树上。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp整个人悬空,无法挣扎。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp此刻,萨卡斯基着急了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“放开我,你想做什么?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp他怕了。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp一个人,拿着棍子,对着自己。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp你说还能做什么?

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天笑眯眯说“唉,我本来不想教这个的,你自己非要学,没办法,我只能勉为其难帮你。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“不是我要打你,是你求着我打你,小狗啊,忍着,很快就过去了。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我打人不痛的,你放心啦。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天越说,萨卡斯基越心慌。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp大哥,拜托,能不能不要打我。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我可以放弃吗?”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp他,不想挨打。

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp陈青天摇头“不行哦,小狗,我可是问过你几次,再三确认的,你自己一定要这样。”

&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“盛情难却,我本来想着过段时间再来锻炼你的小身板,既然你主动要求,我不能不满足你。”

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