Chapter 1067 The Bragging Cripple

"No, no!" Ye Ling pushed the wine out, "I won't tell you."

"Hahaha, you're just exaggerating."

"There's nothing in the desert except dead people!"

...

In the tavern, the voice was shocked.

The one who said dead people was a young man, with a slender body, a short haircut, and not very old. A man next to him slapped him on the head as if he was talking too much.

"Shut up!"

The young man was terrified and ran to the tavern.

Ye Ling asked, "What do you mean dead people?"

No one answered.

"Brother, where is the location of your gold bars? We are very familiar with this area. Tell us and we will take you to find it. This is not a local. It can't enter the desert. You will be shot."

Ye Ling was like a miser. He didn't touch the woman's wine, and he was unwilling to tell the address of the gold bars.

Everyone in the tavern was making fun of him. It seemed that Ye Ling's self-esteem was poked. He angrily pushed away the petite woman in front of him and limped out of the tavern.

Jack said, "Xiao Yuan, go to the town first. I have something to check."

"Check what?"

Jack said, "I just thought of a question. In the border town, most of the young people go out. Few people are willing to stay in their hometown. Why is the town so prosperous? There are so few job opportunities. I want to check it out."

Ye Ling is alone in the town, and someone must cooperate.

Mu Yuan nodded, "Okay."

Jack pulled Mu Yuan's head down and kissed him on the lips, "Be careful."

The unguarded kiss and the hurried walk made Mu Yuan's heart feel electric, and his ears were hot and red. When Jack walked away, he began to disguise himself. Ye Ling had deep facial features and was easy to disguise.

It was not so easy for him.

So he just had to wear a mask.

Ye Ling found a hotel in the town. The hotel was not big, just three floors. It was a medium-sized hotel in the town. The labor force was expensive and it was on the border, so it was not so clean.

Ye Ling closed the window and looked at the people on the street.

Everyone's face was heavy.

Except for being able to relax a little in the tavern, they all had a stern face and were very serious outside.

There was no relaxation and satisfaction that the residents of a prosperous town should have.

Ye Ling went downstairs. The boy in the tavern was playing basketball on the flat ground behind the hotel. The bare basketball hoop on the wasteland looked particularly lonely. Ye Ling walked over and sat down.

The boy played basketball, like exerting his strength, and he couldn't hit the point. He played basketball very badly. Ye Ling had never played basketball. During his middle school years, he was almost isolated from all sports activities.

"I play better than you." Ye Ling said.

He was so confident.

Even though he had never touched a basketball, because Tong Hua liked a basketball star and occasionally watched the show, he occasionally glanced at it and thought it was very simple and he could learn it after just one look.

The boy shot six times and missed.

The distance was still very close, which was very regrettable.

"You are bragging, cripple!" The boy looked down on the down-and-out lame middle-aged man.

This man was not only lame and depressed, but also wanted to get rich overnight.

Mu Yuan laughed when he heard it.

Cripple! !

Hahaha, after Ah Ling turned eight, no one dared to scold him.

Ye Ling stood up and limped over, "Give me the ball!"

It's just a basketball.

What's so great about it? You can still shoot with a lame leg.

The young man was very upset to see that he was so arrogant even though he was lame, so he threw the basketball over. Ye Ling caught the basketball accurately, stepped back, and planned to shoot a three-pointer.