Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 19 The Fat Beggar

The fat beggar held his breath, his figure frozen like a piece of wood for seven or eight seconds before his trembling flesh stopped shaking.

The pair of small eyes on the fat face rolled around, looking at the pink smoke all around Liu Ke, then he felt relieved and tiptoed to change his position.

Not understanding why the other party was playing the Emperor's New Clothes, Liu Ke just sneered and raised the Hercules in his hand and aimed it at the fat beggar.

In order to prevent the idiot on the opposite side from reacting and missing the opportunity, he fired half a magazine from his hip without waiting for the smart weapon to lock onto the opponent.

Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!
Putting aside the question of whether it was accurate or not, perhaps he raised the gun a little too big, or perhaps the fat beggar was too timid.

Seeing Liu Ke's unusual movement, the other party's huge body dodged slickly, and suddenly lifted his sleeves, and a lot of white smoke and dust fell out from his sleeves.

Is it quicklime?

Lime alone was not enough. The fat beggar's mouth suddenly opened, and no one knew how he did it. The 'caliber' was larger than a washbasin, and he kept spewing out yellow water.

In a flash, Liu Ke's bullet hit the opponent.

More than a dozen streams of blood spurted out of the fat beggar's chest and stomach. But before the blood could spurt out for long, the bleeding holes in his flesh seemed to be squeezed, and the bleeding stopped. Instead, fat oil oozed out, and the bullets that had been shot in slid out.

Liu Ke's half-volume bullets hit the other person first, and he wanted to continue firing, but the lime scattered by the fat beggar and the yellow water spit out like a waterfall naturally arrived as well.

This lime was very special. It formed a thick layer on the glasses of Liu Ke's helmet, turning into paste as if it came into contact with water, blocking his vision completely. In a hurry, he couldn't even see clearly with his artificial eye.

As for the yellow water that was vomited out, it was also extremely dangerous. When the last few bullets were fired, they hit the yellow water and dissolved directly.

Fortunately, the fat beggar was in pain from the bullet, his body became hunched, and he vomited yellow water a little shorter. His trick didn't work well, but only eroded a large piece of the cement floor under Liu Ke's feet.

For a moment, Liu Ke couldn't see the person clearly. The fat man was injured and wailing.

But Liu Ke was not panicked. It was okay if he couldn't see clearly. After all, he still had a drone that could serve as a mobile "reconnaissance guard."

"Black wall, drone pull"

Just as he was about to ask Black Wall to move the drone closer, the video stream over there showed that the camera lens was bitten off by the mouth of a beast that suddenly attacked, and the drone lost its signal.

Liu Ke's helmet visor was stained with lime, obstructing his vision. But he was still surrounded by a pink smoke that was definitely not fun. He really didn't dare to remove the helmet, but he didn't have enough Qi left to project a new one.

There was no other way, so he had to wipe the lime off his helmet with his left hand, hold the butt of the gun under his armpit with his right hand, and swing the muzzle, hoping to use the automatic locking function of the smart weapon to try his luck, but it didn't work.

The chaotic encounter was followed by a pause. The fat beggar's howling grew louder and louder, until he howled in agony like a pig about to be slaughtered: "My dear son, this is the man! Come and save your father! Come quickly! If you don't come, we'll both die!"

The fat beggar's voice was so effeminate and miserable that his voice was almost breaking from his cries of pain.

Just after the fat beggar shouted, the sound of running came from the direction of the drone, and a big black dog with bloodshot eyes, panting, and smelly saliva ran towards them.

"Go! Go!" The fat beggar clamped the dog's neck with his left arm and covered the wound with his right hand. He didn't care that the fat was flowing all over his body. He was dragged away by the black dog like a spilled oil truck.

Liu Ke had no other choice. While he was gone, he retreated a distance, not daring to remove his helmet until the pink smoke cleared. He then grabbed a Swiss Army knife from his backpack, which he'd bought on Pinduoduo, and scraped at the clotted quicklime, finally cleaning it. He changed his magazine, brushed off the dust and insect carcasses, and returned to the maintenance area, following the trail of fat liquid left by the fat beggar.

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The underground tunnel where Liu Ke and the fat beggar were located was very long. The fat beggar who was rescued by the black dog had a bumpy journey and ran for almost half an hour without stopping before he stopped.

When the fat beggar saw his makeshift lotus hut, he climbed onto the straw mat, panting, whimpering and muttering something, and the oily hole in his stomach swirled and "closed" by itself.

He beckoned the black dog over and with a pair of palm-leaf-fan-like hands, he grasped the dog's head. With his right hand, he held it steady. With a flash of evil in his left hand, the fat beggar removed the black dog's left front leg. He didn't care about the bloody appearance and stuffed it directly into his mouth, satisfying his hunger with a few bites.

After he had gnawed the dog's leg, he threw the leg bone away and it turned into black smoke and disappeared.

After eating the leg, the fat beggar stretched his body, felt stronger, and walked slowly to a pile of sacks.

After rummaging through the bags for a long time, he picked out the thinnest human leg with a grin, then walked over to the black dog standing on three legs, and with a touch of his finger, he put the human leg on the dog's broken leg joint.

The fat beggar half-knelt and looked at the man's legs. Seeing black hair slowly growing on them, he felt relieved and wiped the sweat off his face.

This lotus hall is not big. In the center there is an altar with a magic circle painted on it. There are eight or nine sacks leaning against the wall.

The candles on the altar are made of plastic, and the wire hidden under the altar is connected to a power bank, which provides a faint light.

There are three small statues on it. One of them is sitting upright with a straw rope tied around his body; another one has a majestic face with a broken golden bowl in front of him; and the other one is like a Rakshasa, holding a dog in one hand and controlling a little ghost with the other.

Kneeling in front of the mat, the fat beggar bowed respectfully, took out a sack and took out something from it.

He first offered some birthday cakes to the first two little men, then some meat to the Rakshasa, and finally a cigarette to all three.

After the ceremony, the fat beggar started to cry and said, "Oh, my ancestors, please bless me."

After bowing a few times, he cried even harder, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"I spent half a month harvesting tendons, but Zhao Yuan, that bastard, not only refused to accept them, but he also plotted to harm me!"

The fat beggar ripped open his shirt again, pointed at the flesh spirals made by the bullets, and cursed at the three statues: "Our family is almost gone, and today we are attacked again, and you don't even know how to show your spirit to protect me!"

He pointed at Luosha first, drooling, "Those four money-obsessed bastards are the elders of your Wuyi clan, and now they're off to Burma to build a park!"

"They threw away your door statue a long time ago. Do you know what people are worshipping now? They are worshipping Guan Gong!"

He pointed at the straw rope figure again, his anger less intense. "What about you? Your subordinates are all honest people. I see that they are all starving and being chased around by the police. Today I even ran into an old man who knows nothing and has very little flesh on his body."

Finally, looking at the little man with the broken bowl, he said bitterly: "It's all your fault! You had to instigate the ancestors to gather to protect your family, and you also confronted Quan Xing!"

"In the end, it was your family that caused all the trouble, and your family finally reconciled. But what about us? In the end, our inheritance was completely cut off! You're responsible for my fate today!"

(End of this chapter)