Chapter 1177
Chapter 1177
"You are the one who is jealous. I don't know him." Gu Yun retorted, thinking thoughtfully, "Is it some foreign language?"
"What's your foreign name?"
"I said I don't know him anymore!"
Seeing that they were talking to themselves and ignoring him, the man repeated, "Jealous."
"What the hell is jealousy, brother?"
The three of them were in a stalemate. There was another person next to the squatting man. He spoke in awkward Chinese, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just pull them out."
"This brother speaks in a very Southeast Asian accent." Gu Yun couldn't help laughing.
Guan Yu pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "We are not feces, what do you mean by just pulling us out?"
"Wait." Gu Jun suddenly thought of something. "Since this brother from Southeast Asia speaks Mandarin, then this brother who looks like he is from Great Britain, couldn't he also speak Chinese just now?"
"Jealous..." Guan Yu looked strange, "Does this mean you want to come out?"
"should be......"
The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Gu Yun laughed especially wildly: "Hahahahaha! Jealous!"
The muzzle of the gun was gently pressed against his temple, and the man looked at him calmly.
"......" Gu Yun stopped smiling.
"We'll just do it, Bu Yao, and shoot." Guan Yu imitated his strange accent seriously, gathered up her skirt, and bent down to go out.
She consciously put her hands together and held them in front of the Southeast Asian brother, "Tie me up."
Since you can't escape, you might as well suffer less.
The Southeast Asian brother snorted coldly and took out several hemp ropes used to tie people from his waist. Guan Yu took them naturally and compared and selected them under the light.
Big Brother:?
"This one won't do. It's too thin and it hurts my hands. I'll give it back to you." She picked and chose. "This one won't do either. It's pilling and I won't change it. It will also hurt my hands. I'll give it back to you."
Big Brother: ? ?
"This one is okay, but is there a brand new one? Brother, you know I'm a wealthy wife and a celebrity, right? If it gets out that I'm using second-hand hemp rope, my rival fans will laugh at me for being low-profile."
She said seriously, "Also, there are no pirated copies of big brands in these items, right? If I wear pirated products, I will be expelled from the fashion circle, and then no high-end brands will want me to be their spokesperson."
Big Brother: ???
Sensible, but too noisy.
He pulled back the one Guan Yu had chosen and was about to tie it around her hands with a cold face, but Guan Yu suddenly pulled her hands back and said, "Brother, can I let that handsome guy help me tie it? I'll feel happier if I'm tied by a handsome guy."
"He usually kidnaps people to throw them into the sea to feed the sharks. Do you still want him to kidnap them?" The eldest brother's voice was still cold and curry-like when he spoke.
"That's not necessary. You tie it yourself." Guan Yu extended her hand obediently.
Gu Yun was tall and strong, so it was easy for him to get in but hard for him to get out. His legs would get stuck or his head would hit the table. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, "Brother, can you lend a hand?"
The man stared at him almost indifferently, holding the gun motionlessly.
You still can't understand his first-class Mandarin, right?
Gu Yun cleared his throat, "Hiccups, scolding Daddy's hand."
Guan Yu, who was being tied up, couldn't help laughing, and the Southeast Asian elder brother scolded her coldly: "What are you laughing at!"
"He speaks like a colonel, hahaha..." Guan Yu's smile faded, "Forget it, your tough talk is no good."
No one understood her joke at this time.
The Southeast Asian brother didn’t quite understand and repeated fiercely: “Don’t laugh! If you laugh again, I’ll throw you down to feed the fish!”
"Don't laugh, don't laugh." Guan Yu made a gesture of shutting up with her bound hands. When he turned around to chase after the others, she looked at his back and sighed:
"What a cold curry."