It was true that the girl had been kidnapped by a group of wicked men, who had stripped her naked and locked up in a small kiln. She had not eaten a grain of rice for several days. The wicked men knew that she was too hungry to move. They relaxed their guard against her, and she took the opportunity to escape. Of course, she was unspeakably grateful to him: "It's my luck to meet you." Ding Peng's hand kept touching the hilt of his sword: "Where are those people? I'll go with you to find them! "You can't go," said the girl. "Why?" Asked Ding Peng. The girl hesitated and said, "There are some things I can't say now, but I will tell you later." There seemed to be something hidden in it, and she could not say it, nor could he ask it. The girl added, "Now I'm going to find someone, and I'll be relieved." "Who are you looking for?" The girl asked. "He's an elder of mine. He's seventy years old, but he's still wearing a bright red dress. If you meet him, you'll recognize him." She raised her head, her beautiful eyes full of entreaties, and asked softly, "Can you go to find him for me?" Of course, Ding Peng could not go. Now it was less than an hour before the battle that decided the fate of his life. He was still hungry and had not practiced his sword. He must cultivate his emotions and keep his physical strength to deal with Liu Ruosong. How can he find an old man he has never met for a strange girl? But he just couldn't say anything about the two words. It's not easy to say "no" in front of a beautiful girl. It requires not only great courage, but also a thick skin. A man must go through many painful experiences before he can learn the word "no". Ding Peng sighed in his heart and said,PET bottle Mold, "I don't know where this old gentleman is." The female Qiangzi's eyes immediately glowed and she said, "Will you help me find him?" Ding Peng only nodded. The girl jumped up and hugged him. "You are such a good man. I will never forget you!" " Ding Peng believes that it will be very difficult for him to forget this girl in his life. If you walk up the stream, you will see an old tree with a very strange shape at the end of the water source. When the weather is good, he will play chess there. Today's weather is very good. When you see him, you must first mess up the chess game he is playing before he will listen to you and follow you! Chess is like this, even if the sky falls, we have to finish a game of chess. I'm waiting here. Whether you can find him or not,water bottle packaging machine, you must come back soon. The stream is clear. Ding Peng walked along the stream very fast. Of course he has to come back soon. He has a lot of things to do. The sun was rising, and he suddenly felt very hungry, very hungry. Today is probably the most important day in his life, and the moment that decides the fate of his life is in front of him. Like a fool, he went hungry to find an old man in red for a naked girl. If someone else had said it, he would not have believed it. The only real thing is that the girl is really beautiful, not only beautiful, but also has a very special temperament, people can not bear to refuse her request, also can not bear to refuse. There must not be too many men who can say "no" in front of this girl. Fortunately, the stream is not long. Of course, there was an old tree at the end of the stream. Of course, Edible oil filling machine ,water bottling line, there were two people playing chess, including an old man in red. Ding Peng finally relented and strode over, reaching out to disturb the game they were playing. He is very obedient really, did not think of his hand to stretch out, the foot stepped suddenly empty, there is a hole in the ground, he fell into one foot. Fortunately, the hole was not too big, and he did not fall. Unfortunately, as soon as he pulled this foot out of the hole, the other foot was caught again, and there was a rope on the ground. He just stepped on it, and the rope tightened immediately. His other foot was still hanging in the air, and once it was caught, the whole person's center of gravity was unstable. More unfortunately, the rope was tied to a branch, which was bent on the ground. When the rope moved, the branch bounced up, and his people were bounced up. The most unfortunate thing was that as soon as his man was bounced up, he happened to hit another branch. The place where he was hit happened to be a soft hole near his waist. As long as he was hit lightly, he could not even exert any strength. So he was hung up in a confused way, like a fish hanging in the air above his head and feet. This hole in the ground. Is this rope loop, this branch, all deliberately arranged? Did the girl ask him to come here on purpose? They have no quarrel Why would she hurt him? The two men under the tree were just concentrating on playing chess without even looking at him, as if they did not know that such a man had come and had been hung up. These two are really chess fans. When a chess fan plays chess, he always doesn't want others to disturb him. They set this trap, perhaps only to prevent others from disturbing, not to deal with him. Of course, the girl didn't know there was such a trap. Thinking of this, Ding Peng finally felt more comfortable and calmed down: "Two old gentlemen, please put me down." The chess player didn't hear at all. Ding Peng said two or three times, but they didn't seem to hear a word. Unable to hold his breath, Ding Peng shouted, "Hey.." He only called out this word, which is an accent. As soon as his mouth opened, something flew over and plugged his mouth. The same smelly, soft, sticky and fishy thing, I do not know whether it is mud, or what is more terrible than mud? This thing was flying from a branch on the opposite side, and a little monkey in a red dress was riding on the tree,Blowing Filling Capping combiblock, grinning and looking at him. What good things will be thrown out of the red monkey's hand! If it was mud, it was already lucky, and Ding Peng almost fainted with anger. It happened to him when he was on the verge of success after years of hard work. www/xiaoshuotxt/c o m。 gzxilinear.com