Doomsday Pavilion

Early in the morning, a group of evolutionaries came to Yanhuishan one after another.

"Zhao'er, I heard that you went into the swamp yesterday and picked up several marsh saltwater crocodiles. How rare are that stuff? Where did you get the news?"

The guy called "Zhao Er" is a baby face with big eyebrows and a small moustache on his chin.

"I bought it from Uncle Bao Er," Zhao Qingxing rushed back, "Er Bao's news channels are getting better and better. I really don't know how many people he raises under his hands, and he can actually explore the depths of the swamp. go with."

"Hey, did you make a lot of money?"

"Not much, not much..."

Zhao Er said carelessly.

I began to wonder whether this huge sum of money was reserved for a little wife, or whether the begging and boss He Lin wanted to eat a ton of it with such anxious and pale face.

emmmm, what a happy trouble.

Then when he saw Chi Zhi's exotic face behind the counter, his heart suddenly became cold.

"Today... Is Boss Lin still drinking boring wine today..."

The red brow furrowed, as if he was controlling his emotions.

"There is pork blood soup and salted chicken. How many servings do you want?"

Except for a soup pot, even the Nima fire is not turned on!

Zhao Er squeezed a flattering smile,

"Ah this... I'll wait first... wait first..."

Turned around and got out of the store, Zhao Er's face was as sinking as water.

"Oh, boss Lin ran away again..."

Everyone: ヾ(??﹏?)??

.....

To say that the benefits of hooking up with the God of Wealth in the base city are probably all kinds of being enshrined as uncles and invincible.

He sent people to pick him up overnight, and he opened the port overnight to go to the sea. For the whole journey, Lin Chou only needed a glass of iced happy water and just two snacks that he carried with him, and people were already floating on the sea.

In fact, Lin Shou’s original plan was to take advantage of the quiet of the night to ride down the mountain stream and ride the wind and waves for a while, but it didn’t take him to worry at all. Sikong was in the eyelids of the evolving people living in Yanhuishan in the mountains. He was picked up by a super luxurious big card.

"vomit..."

At this moment, Sikong, a wealthy boy in Mingguang base city, was spitting out bitter water on the railing. He was reconciled when he saw that posture almost vomited his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney.

Uncle Warlock manipulated the Crayfish to sink into the sea, and a thick steel cable connected the Crayfish and the luxurious sea hunting ship where the three of them were located, leading the sea hunting ship.

The sea hunter, which requires at least 30 crew members to achieve basic operations, has no ghost shadows outside of three people. Radars and radios are all useless. Half of the power depends on the source crystal and the other on the Crayfish.

"Can you do it..."

Lin Chou's mouth twitched.

Nima shouldn't have listened to this stuff. It's just going to the sea. Seeing his appearance, it feels like a funeral.

"No, it's okay..."

Sagong took a bottle of mineral water specially tuned with source crystal solution and expensive enchanted plant nectar to rinse his mouth.

"Cow, cowhide, for the first time in my life, I have been so far away from the base city, and for the first time to go to sea, hahaha Sikong Yu, wait for the young master, the young master's goal is the sea of ​​stars!!"

"It's okay, don't brag about it," the uncle Warlock slammed beside Sikong, his arms, legs and other parts slammed into Sikong, "What about your picture, take it out and take a look." Who of you can watch charts?"

"Up, north, down, south, left, west, right, east, you see, here is the bright light, here is the black sea, here is the coastal defense line, we are probably in this position, sailing 1300 nautical miles north, and then turn here, look After reaching the two sets of 1600-meter-high Haiqing stone cliffs facing each other at horns, pass through the middle..."

"You have taken it down!"

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"Oh, don't pay attention to those details. Black cats and white cats are good cats that can catch mice."

"..."

"If you want to swim, what about a barbecue party? It's a big deal. I knew I would bring a few maids out. No one was waiting for them. Some elders squatted down here. Even girls would be seductive if they didn't talk about it. .."

Uncle Warlock sighed silently.

"Fortunately, you didn't bring it, otherwise the Leng Lieutenant will know, our nature can be directly characterized from skipping work to off-site prostitution..."

A super luxurious sea hunting ship, there is an open-air swimming pool on the deck, and the owner is not a serious thing.

Lin Chou happily changed into the big beach pants and didn't use the inflatable cushions. He threw himself into the swimming pool and lay down comfortably.

"by..."

Sikong is probably a natural daze, and a part of his natural sense of balance may be missing. He crawled on the inflatable cushion tremblingly, unable to lie down in a daze.

"Envy the light-hearted guy."

Lin Chou stared at him irritably.

"When you have time, you can customize a better washing machine for the gangsters, so that the gangsters can experience the rush of swimming in the water."

Sikong winked,

"I heard that the 5X5X5 washing machine you customized for a big price last time...was the washing machine...you lost it?"

"not useful."

Lin Chou was in the posture that you would tie you up and shovel you in any direction and throw it out. Sikong Hahayile didn't ask much.

Uncle Warlock boringly transformed into a group of jellyfish-like mollusks with thousands of tentacles, floating around at the bottom of the swimming pool-sunbathing and moisturizing took shape in one go.

"How long shall we go?" Uncle Warlock asked while bubbling bubbles, "I told you that I have a psychological shadow on going to sea. I lost the last 310 points of circulation on my body last time I went to sea."

"Didn't you save all your money in the woods?"

"That's what I mean... I always feel that going to sea will affect the performance of my lucky attributes..."

"Oh huh, you can't hide yourself, your lucky slot probably missed it."

It took more than a thousand kilometers to usher in the first turn. With the speed led by the Warlock Master Crayfish, several people estimated that they would have to stay at sea for a long time.

Sikong suddenly took out a bottle of oil,

"Help me apply some sunscreen~"

Lin Chou was agitated, and patted the water like a salted fish, ten meters away from Sikong.

"You are crazy!"

Sikong:? ? ?

What's wrong with putting on sunscreen...

"Hey, Master Warlock, you have a lot of hands, help me paint my back~"

Uncle Warlock slowly cast a huge question mark under the water,

"Let me tell you, little comrade, although there are no outsiders here, please don't do strange things!"

"What do you mean by holding grass and doing strange things? It will burn with ultraviolet rays."

"Hey, there is no ultraviolet burn from the sun," Uncle Warlock said with disdain, "And you are so bad. You and Bai Su Ren Bai have been wrenching each other for so many years, don't you have any compelling numbers in your heart?"

"..."

Sikong yelled at him, but no one wanted to put him on sunscreen.

Uncle Warlock put himself in a funny shape under the water,

"Then let me ask a question that Mingguang people are generally concerned about: Now, is everyone moisturizing?"