Wen Zilong was hiding in the box, secretly thinking about how to escape.
But now all four claws are tied with thin iron wire, and both wings have been broken off.
It seems that the only trick is to pretend to be dead.
So, Wen Zilong lay flat in the box, motionless.
Within a moment, the grunt rang.
This sleep went to midnight.
When he woke up, Wen Zilong was also speechless to himself.
If you pretend to be dead, why pretend to be sleeping?
It seems that he is still not professional enough.
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead.
It takes patience to pretend to be dead.
Patience is the most important thing for a lazy man like Wen Zilong.
I waited until the next morning, two poles came, opened another blood bag, and poured all the blood into the bowl.
Although Wen Zilong smelled the tempting blood, he was motionless.
Two poles stood beside him, and looked at Wen Zilong motionlessly.
In this way, one person and one bat, for more than ten minutes, none of them moved.
Wen Zilong began to scold his mother: Mom, Laozi is an actor, are you also an actor?
In this case, the enemy will not move, I will not move.
If the enemy moves, he loses.
Under such an idea, Wen Zilong never moved half a point.
Time passed by minute and second.
After another half an hour, Zhao Si came to the box and looked at the vampire bat motionless.
"Why? Dead?"
Two poles shook his head: "Although it didn't move, the chest slightly fluctuated every thirty or more seconds, indicating that it was breathing."
Zhao Si glanced with interest and said:
"Pretend to die?"
"Ok."
Two poles nodded.
"Sure enough, this bat is intellectual. Such a bat must be worth a lot of money."
Zhao Sidao.
The second pole nodded again, not speaking.
Wenzi suddenly deflated.
Mom, it turns out that this guy has been motionless for so long, even counting himself to breathe.
Your acting skills are still not enough.
Now that it has been seen, install a woolen yarn.
Wen Zilong simply turned his head and sipped his blood in the bowl.
Zhao Si ordered a cigar and was even more surprised: "Not only has intelligence, but also understands the human language."
Wen Zilong didn't pay any attention to it. After drinking a bowl whispering, he tapped the edge of the bowl with his head and shouted, "Small pole, give me a refill."
Zhao Si saw that the bat would knock on the edge of the bowl after drinking, and squeaked to make Tian Man.
He couldn't help laughing.
Because of too much laughter, a cigarette smoked into the trachea and suddenly coughed violently.
Erji patted his back.
Zhao Sidao: "Very good, photograph all the performance of this little thing. When the customer comes, we should talk to him about the price."
Two shots nodded, then picked up the phone next to it and took a picture.
Wen Zilong thought about it secretly.
Since it is impossible to pretend to die, it can only be ruthless.
Time lapse.
According to what was said on the phone, the foreigner was coming soon.
If it was taken away by him, then he would be a chicken or a chest, it would be really hard to say.
In this case, it can only be ruthless.
In order to shoot Wen Zilong's every move, Erzi kept the box uncovered.
Wen Zilong also constantly made various actions to let him shoot.
When Zhao Si saw these pictures taken by the two poles, he was so happy that he nodded his head and kept nodding: "With these pictures, you can definitely sell a big price."
Dingdong——
The sound of the doorbell rang.
Zhao Si brushed a smile across his mouth and said, "The customer is here."
Erji nodded and immediately left the living room and walked to the door.
A joy in Wen Zilong's heart: now!
His back legs pulled hard.
Hiss--
Click--
With two soft sounds, his two hind legs were torn off one after another.
"I'm careless--"
The pain in his heart-breaking lungs caused him to sweat cold and stare at Venus.
With his character, he had this pain and it was impossible to go on.
But this is the moment of life and death. If you don't fight, you will lose your life.
"Man ... should be cruel to yourself ..."
With a word in his heart, he gritted his teeth and pressed hard again.
Click-click-
His two front paws were also torn off by him.
"I'm careless--"
Tears came out of his pain.
The broken limb was reborn, and this broken limb really hurts his mother.
Wen Zilong estimates that women may have this kind of pain when they have children.
At this time, the door has been opened.
The voice of a child who was afraid of being beaten by his parents came: "Mr. Zhao, why keep him in a cage?"
Zhao Si smiled and replied: "Mr. Pete, aren't we afraid that the vampire bat has run away?"
Wen Zilong heard this and knew that he could never be delayed again.
He looked down at his wings.
Although the two front paws have been torn off by themselves, the tip is broken.
The wings are not affected much.
In addition, in order to let himself **** blood, the two rods had already let go of the wire on his mouth.
At this time, you can completely flap your wings and leave.
But will you leave easily?
If a person like Lao Tzu must pay attention to the intestines, will he leave easily?
At this time, the living room door had been closed and the foreigner had come in.
Wen Zilong stretched his head from the side of the box.
I saw it was a foreigner with a big beard, and he was very tall. As for his appearance, Wen Zilong was too lazy to observe it anyway.
The foreigner approached the living room and asked, "Where is the plum bottle? And the vampire bat."
Zhao Si laughed and said, "Mei Ping is already ready, right here."
He pointed to a wooden box beside the sofa.
Then, he pointed to the box where Wen Zilong was located: "Vampire bat ..."
After only speaking these four words, the voice came to an abrupt halt.
Because he saw that the vampire bat that had been tied to the bottom of the box was lying on the edge of the box.
An ugly **** red head was exposed.
A pair of blood-red eyes stared at him fiercely.
Seeing this scene, the foreigner knew that something was bad, and quickly turned and ran towards the door. One hand pressed the door handle.
Seeing this scene with the second pole, his face also changed.
He hurried to get the iron plate on the side shoe cabinet-it was with this iron plate yesterday that he shot the vampire bat.
Wen Zilong sneered in his heart: still want to slap Lao Tzu? Think too much.
Then the wings vibrated violently, and the vocal cords in the throat vibrated as if they had been single for decades.
A mouth, a shock wave visible in the throat spread out.
"Kneeling down and singing chickens for Lao Tzu you are too beautiful--"
Under the ultrasonic attack, Zhao Si, the foreigner, and the second pole all felt dizzy, nausea and vomiting, and their limbs were weak.