Chapter 75 Playing Dead, I'm Best at It

Wen Zilong hid in the box, secretly thinking about how to escape.

But now that all four claws are tied with thin iron wires, and both wings have been broken, it is difficult to go to the sky if you want to go out.

It seems that the only trick is to play dead.

So Wen Zilong lay flat in the box, motionless.

Within moments, the snoring sounded.

This sleep slept until midnight.

When he woke up, Wen Zilong was also a little speechless to himself.

It was said to pretend to be dead, but how did you pretend to be dead?

It seems that I am not professional enough.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and continued to play dead.

Playing dead takes patience.

For a lazy person like Wen Zilong, the most important thing is patience.

It wasn't until the next morning when Erpole came over, opened another blood bag, and poured all the blood inside into a bowl.

Although Wen Zilong smelled the tempting smell of blood, he remained motionless.

Erzhuzi stood beside him and looked at Wen Zilong motionless.

In this way, one person and one bat, for more than ten minutes, no one moved.

Wen Zilong began to curse his mother in his heart: Damn, I am an actor, and you are also an actor?

In this case, the enemy does not move, and I do not move.

If the enemy moves, he loses.

Under such thinking, Wen Zilong never moved half a point.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After another half hour, Zhao Si came to the box and looked at the motionless vampire bat.

"What? Dead?"

Erzhuzi shook his head: "Although he didn't move, his chest rose and fell slightly every 30 seconds, indicating that he was breathing."

Zhao Si glanced at it with interest and said:

"Pretend to be dead?"

"Um."

The second pole nodded.

"Sure enough, this bat has intelligence. Such a bat must be worth a lot of money."

Zhao Sidao.

Erzhuzi nodded again, but did not speak.

Wen Zilong was suddenly discouraged.

Damn, it turns out that this guy has been motionless for so long, and he is counting his own breath.

My acting skills are still not good enough.

Since it has been seen through, then put on a woolen thread.

Wen Zilong simply turned his head away, lying in the bowl and gulps of blood.

Zhao Si took a cigar and was even more surprised: "Not only is he intelligent, but he can also understand human speech."

Wen Zilong ignored it, and after drinking a bowl, he tapped the edge of the bowl with his head and shouted, "Little rod, refill for me."

Zhao Si saw that after the bat had finished drinking, he would knock on the edge of the bowl and squeak to fill it up.

He couldn't help laughing.

Because of laughing too much, he took a puff of cigarette into his trachea and suddenly coughed violently.

Erzhu patted him on the back.

Zhao Si said: "Very good, take pictures of all the performance of this little thing. When the customer comes, we should talk to him about the price."

Er Zhuzi nodded, then picked up the phone on the side and took a picture.

Wen Zilong also pondered secretly in his heart.

Since it's not good to pretend to be dead, then it can only be ruthless.

time lapse.

According to what was said on the phone, the foreigner was coming soon.

If he was taken away, it would be really hard to say whether he was lucky or not.

If that's the case, then it can only be ruthless.

In order to capture Wen Zilong's every move, Erpole kept the box open.

Wen Zilong also continued to make various actions for him to shoot.

When Zhao Si saw these pictures taken by Erpole, he was overjoyed and nodded continuously: "With these pictures, we can definitely sell for a big price."

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang.

A smile flashed across Zhao Si's mouth, and he said, "The customer is here."

Erzhu nodded, left the living room immediately, and walked towards the door.

Wen Zilong was overjoyed: it is now!

His hind legs tugged hard.

hiss-

click-

With two soft clicks, his two hind legs were torn off one after another.

"I hurriedly—"

The heart-piercing pain caused him to sweat coldly, and gold stars in his eyes.

With his character, it was impossible to continue with this pain.

But at this time, it is a matter of life and death. If you don't fight, your life will be gone.

"Men...you should be a little harder on yourself..."

With a voice in his heart, he gritted his teeth and tried again.

clack clack-

Two front paws were also torn off by him.

"I hurriedly—"

He was in pain so much that tears were coming out.

Reborn from a severed limb, it is really fucking painful.

Wen Zilong reckons that this kind of pain may be the pain for a woman to give birth to a child.

At this time, the door has been opened.

The voice of a child who seemed to be scared of being beaten by his parents came: "Mr. Zhao, why are you locking yourself in a cage?"

Zhao Si laughed and replied, "Mr. Peter, aren't we afraid that the vampire bat ran away."

Wen Zilong heard this and knew that he could not delay any longer.

He looked down at his wings.

Although the two front paws had been torn off by himself, fortunately, only the tip was broken.

The wings were not affected much.

Moreover, Erzhuzi had released the iron wire on his mouth in order to let himself suck blood.

At this time, I can completely flap my wings and leave.

But will he leave easily?

Would a person like Lao Tzu, who has a small belly and chicken intestines, leave so easily?

At this time, the living room door was closed, and the foreigner had walked in.

Wen Zilong stuck his head out from the edge of the box.

I saw that this was a foreigner with a big beard and a tall stature. As for the appearance, Wen Zilong didn't bother to observe any more, he was going to hang up anyway.

As the foreigner walked towards the living room, he asked, "Where is the plum bottle? And the vampire bat."

Zhao Si laughed and said, "Mei Ping has already been prepared, it's here."

He pointed to a wooden box sitting beside the sofa.

Then, he pointed to the box where Wen Zilong was: "Vampire bat..."

After only saying these four words, the voice stopped abruptly.

Because he saw that the vampire bat, which had been tied to the bottom of the box, was lying on the edge of the box at this time.

An ugly blood-red head was exposed outside.

A pair of small blood-red eyes stared at him viciously.

When the foreigner saw this scene, he knew that something was wrong, so he turned around and ran towards the door. He had already pressed the door handle with one hand.

When Er Zhuzi saw this scene, his expression changed.

He hurriedly went to get the iron plate on the shoe cabinet next to him - it was this iron plate that was used to shoot the vampire bat yesterday.

Wen Zilong sneered in his heart: Still want to shoot Lao Tzu? Think more.

Then the wings vibrated violently, and the vocal cords in the throat also vibrated violently like the hand speed of being single for decades.

Opening a mouth, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out in the throat.

"Kneel down and sing for Lao Tzu—"

Zhao Si, the foreigners, and Er Zhuzi felt dizzy, nauseated, and weak in their limbs under the ultrasonic attack, and immediately fell to the ground.