Chapter 73 Extra·Glacier (Part 2)

At the same time, Daocheng.

"If you don't hand over the clutch, don't blame me for moving it too much." Liu Yan said.

Ram said: "Tell me, what can I do? Then San will not let you go."

Zhang Min echoed: "If he moves hard, you will not be enough for him to practice with a few thousand people."

Liu Yan stood in the middle of the road with his hips on his hips and said, "Yes."

Ram said: "Besides, why do they want to give you a clutch?"

Liu Yan said: "You always talk about the words of Han people being treacherous and selfish, and to show the simplicity of your ethnic minorities. Isn't this sentence just now also classified it with the people you criticize? This is how ethnic minorities treat customers?"

Ramden was speechless.

Liu Yan said: "I must go back to the car immediately and ask for help from the headquarters. The volunteers don't know where they are. After solving the problem here, the country will send teams to help you rebuild your home and solve all problems. If you drag here, it will only become more and more troublesome."

Ram finally said, "Okay, I'll go talk to Nasan."

Liu Yan felt that the trouble he encountered this time was the most in history, and he could not use force or make sense.

Ram turned around half an hour later and said, "Na Sang took his people out to find Nima, and he will not come back until dusk. You can rest first."

Liu Yan was completely out of temper. He tried the communicator, and the rustling sound was rustling outside, blocking short-wave communication.

Liu Yan: "Ram, why are you like this..."

Ram said, "I understand! I understand, okay! When Nasan comes back later, I will take you to see him!"

Liu Yan finally collapsed and shouted to Ram: "Damn! What's the use of seeing him? Toast with the Tibetan prince?! I want a clutch! Do you understand the clutch! My car is trapped in the wind and snow, and there are two patients with altitude sickness in the car. Without a clutch, I can't drive, I can't go to find national volunteers! If I can't find national volunteers, I don't have a rescue order! Without a command, I can't ask the headquarters for the troops to come and mediate! You can't think of a solution for me!!"

Ram said: "Okay, let's talk about it slowly later. It's very important that you remember a few things."

Liu Yan scratched his messy hair and said angrily: "Tell me, you seem to be a sensible person, why are you so confused?"

Ram suddenly screamed, "Is it easy for me, a Naxi tribe to face a group of Tibetan compatriots?!"

Liu Yan said: "Tell me quickly..."

Ram: "When you see the Sang, you have to speak well. Tibetans will call you a lust! It means a handsome guy. Just smile at him. They think that there are two martial gods on a person's shoulders, and the shoulders cannot be patted casually, otherwise he will think that you have insulted him and want to compete with him and duel."

Liu Yan said: "Okay, I understand, what am I going to say?"

Ram: "I will translate the rest of the things for you, please wait patiently first."

After Ram left, Liu Yan stood in the wind and snow, feeling helpless.

Zhang Min said: "Or let's steal one."

Liu Yan said: "Come around the city, don't talk to them anymore. Just steal it. There seems to be an auto parts store in the south of the city. Go there to take a look."

At the same time, Na Sang, who was beaten extremely miserably, came back with his subordinates who were choked by tear gas and shed tears.

"Damn-!" Nasang burst into tears in his tent with grief and anger.

The Tibetan man came in and said a few words sympathetically. The Sangx was stunned. He stood up and rushed out of the hukou, and saw a motorcycle parked in the distance.

A middle-aged man stood in the distance, putting Kun down the ground, and Kun shouted happily and rushed over and rushed into the arms of Sang.

Nasan: "Ni-Ma-!"

Kun: "Ba—Ba—!"

Meng Jianguo smiled, took off his snow sunglasses, and said to the person who came forward: "Is there anyone who can speak Chinese? I am a national post-war rescuer..."

The Tibetans were whispering and whispering to Meng Jianguo with malicious intentions.

Meng Jianguo was confused, and Sang and his son cried with their heads in their arms. Meng Jianguo walked forward and asked, "May I ask, are you the person in charge here?"

Sang glanced at Meng Jianguo, and his expression showed fear and hatred in an instant, and then he laughed in a complicated manner. He held his son and let Meng Jianguo go into Tibet.

Meng Jianguo had always known that Tibetans were hospitality, so he did not refuse, so he sat in his Tibetan bag to keep warm. After a while, someone brought them roasted lamb. Meng Jianguo wanted to follow the local customs and ate it.

Someone brought wine and potatoes. Meng Jianguo had eaten it and gestured, "Han people, are there Han people here?"

Nasang slapped Meng Jianguo's hand, picked up the wine bowl, and signaled him to drink. Meng Jianguo had no choice but to drink with him.

It’s not too late to investigate the situation here tomorrow. Judging from the appearance, I guess there are still many people in Daocheng.

Sang was mumbled and Meng Jianguo couldn't understand anything at all. He smiled from time to time in response. The two of them pushed the bowl and drank the sea. When Sang was drunk, he fell head-on at the low table.

Meng Jianguodao: "Little brother."

Meng Jianguo pushed the mulberry, who was so drunk that he was unconscious.

Meng Jianguo glanced up and saw many Tibetans standing outside the tent, with their expressions as if they were facing a great enemy, staring at him.

What's going on? Meng Jianguo was also a little drunk. The barley wine was sweet and fragrant, but the momentum was a little big. Meng Jianguo rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, put on his wide-edged sunglasses, and planned to go out to find a place to spend the night.

Just as it was about to rise, a Tibetan girl came in outside the tent and whispered, "Thaxidel."

Meng Jianguo put his hands together and replied politely: "Thashidele."

The Tibetan girl's eyes lit up, Meng Jianguo Road: "Is there a place for me to take a night off for a while?"

She made a "please" gesture and took Meng Jianguo out of the tent. At night, the cold wind blew. Meng Jianguo glanced at the crowd around him, and people spontaneously made way.

Meng Jianguo always felt something was wrong here, so the girl led him into the tent and sent him hot water to wash his hands, face, and then served him to take off his clothes.

Meng Jianguo did not refuse and let the girl wipe his hands and asked, "There is not even a Chinese-speaking person here?"

The girl's face turned red and she whispered a few words.

Meng Jianguo let out a long sigh, held the girl's hand that touched his waist, and said, "I'll do it myself, thank you."

The girl sat aside and looked at Meng Jianguo. Meng Jianguo made another invitation gesture, indicating that she could leave. The girl did not leave.

Meng Jianguo also let her take off her coat, except for the sweater and vest, she only wore a pair of camouflage trousers, bare and strong bare arms, bowed and took off her military boots, and lay on the bed.

The girl got up, put out the butter lamp, turned around and went out, and there was a burst of angrily scolding from outside. After scolding for a long time, the girl opened the curtain and came in, sitting in the corner of the tent.

Meng Jianguo heard her crying in a low voice in the darkness, his eyebrows moved and said, "Come here."

The girl groped to the bedside, and Meng Jianguo gave up a seat and signaled her to lie beside her. She was drunk and full, and had been tired of traveling for several days and fell asleep within a moment.

I don’t know how long I slept, but Meng Jianguo felt the girl move gently beside him and woke up immediately.

What is she going to do?

The Tibetan girl was trembling, turned around and hugged Meng Jianguo's waist, leaned on him, kissed him on his lips, and whispered something.

Meng Jianguo pretended to be asleep, and then heard a rumbling sound. The girl pulled out a rope from the bed.

Meng Jianguo: "?"

The girl pulled the rope over, pulled it under the bed, sobbed quietly in the darkness, and tied Meng Jianguo to the bed with the rope.

Meng Jianguo: "..."

Meng Jianguo remained motionless and let her do it. The girl wrapped the rope around and tied him up and then turned around and left the tent.

Meng Jianguo opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at the tent in the darkness, frowned in confusion, then took out a bunch of keys from his camouflage pants with one hand, bounced the edge, popped out the knife, and began to slowly cut the rope.

At the same time, on the other side of Daocheng.

Liu Yan held a clutch removed from the car, hid on the side of the road and made a mark, saying, "The snow outside is too heavy, it's too far to walk back."

Zhang Min said: "I'll go steal a car, you'll wait here."

Liu Yan said: "Let's take action together."

The two left the south of the city and walked towards the Tibetan gathering place. Ram found them and hurried over and said, "San lost the fight and was in a bad mood. I can't see him today."

Liu Yan said: "What are you doing over there?"

There were many women crying in the direction Liu Yan was looking at, while the hidden people were making noise.

Ram said: "Damn it's back, I promise that you will definitely solve your problem tomorrow."

Liu Yan didn't matter anymore and said, "Okay, why did you come back?"

Ram said: "I don't know. I heard that they had caught a prisoner and are now locked in a tent. I'll find a place for you to live in, so don't get close to there."

Ram turned and left, and Liu Yan said decisively: "Let's go, Zhang Min. I see a car over there."

Zhang Min bowed behind the tent, pulled Liu Yan to the side of the settlement, and bypassed the Tibetans patrolling, and saw a military motorcycle parked on the open ground.

"Why is it from the army?" Zhang Min frowned and said, "Do you ride it away?"

Liu Yan: "It's still the improvement of the sixth district workshop design... I understand. This is a volunteer's motorcycle! They caught one? Go and take a look."

Zhang Min said: "Look at that tent."

Liu Yanxun and Zhang Min were looking forward to seeing two guards outside a small bag.

"I'll take the lead, you support me." Liu Yan said.

"Be careful." Zhang Min turned the sniper rifle, Liu Yan put his hands in his windbreaker's pocket, and walked forward.

The guard was alert and scolded loudly, threatening Liu Yan not to get close. Liu Yan was careless and nodded, "Taxidele!"

The guard was stunned. Liu Yan and they penetrated, and the Tibetan immediately rushed up. Liu Yan flashed and pulled out the electric shock stick from his pocket, causing them to twitch all over, and fell to the ground and rolled their eyes.

"Is anyone?" Liu Yan said in the dark.

Liu Yan pressed a button, and the electric shock stick head lit up the flashlight, shaking around, then changed to divergent light, the whole bag was bright, the light hit the man on the bed, Liu Yan's mouth twitched, and saw Meng Jianguo naked and strong upper body lying on the bed to cut the rope.

Meng Jianguo: "..."

Liu Yan: "..."

Liu Yan said expressionlessly: "Comrade Volunteer, are you shooting a photo album of male tying?"

Meng Jianguo: "Call dad...be careful behind you..."
To be continued...