Doomsday Pavilion

One supplier, one seller, and a group of foodies were all satisfied.

Especially the flavored blue Lingque is the same as the salt-baked chicken. It is an unlimited and unlimited basic dish, and it is high in quality and low in price. It also has its own European and African identification function-two hundredths, one ten thousandths, betting on dogs. Welfare belongs to yes.

For a while, the entire Mingguang duck esophagus was sold out of stock by some foresighted evolvers. In addition to Bao Er, there are also many guys who plan to include salt-baked chicken and blue bird on the daily menu. Went around the vegetable market and forced the stall owner to clean the duck esophagus enthusiastically and then take it to Yanhui Mountain, for fear that Lin Moumou’s raw materials were not enough and the dishes would be cut off.

This dish is not ashamed of its super troublesome artificial and weird raw materials, and a one-percent blessing of the whole system is enough to make up for all the shortcomings.

As for the temporary 1% debuff and 1% of the cured debuff, I really didn’t see any unlucky ones to eat it. After all, I won the prize first and then 1%. Some successors-so talented, not to inherit the mantle of the uncle Warlock is a violent thing.

The Yanhui Mountain has been very lively these days, and all the evolutionary mutants are celebrating in a carnival, so that Lin Chou’s salt-baked chicken and blue ling bird stocks are quickly consumed, and he is simply too busy to work, just the tank. Roasted salt-baked chicken can take up more than half of his day, not to mention the blue quill that is ten times more troublesome.

Since then, the evolving people in the mountains have mastered the entire process from sparrow processing to duck esophagus coating without a teacher, and the development of the outsourcing industry is in full swing.

There is always someone who takes the evolvers to run back when they are free, and works as a free labor force to help Boss Lin jump out of the assembly line.

Of course, besides helping, it seems reasonable to have a plate of rolling uncles, greet and ate and grow up the horseshoe crab, take a photo, and play a few hairballs, right?

There is even a handful of guys with long guns and short guns who are supposed to shoot a documentary for Xiaoqing Bib. Dozens of shots are directed towards that one, waiting for Xiaoqing to vomit.

"Tsk," Huang Dashan said with disdain, "Linzi, the purpose of those gangs holding cameras is not pure, so why do they always slap the young lady with their spears and short guns?"

There are so many young ladies in Houshan. Every day, there are various styles of coming from Mingguang all the way. Billowing, spring, and sea stone cauliflower milk jelly white tea are fatal to them-if they can drink white tea in the hot springs At the same time, he rubbed his back and pressed his leg for Uncle Gungun by the way. Going back to Mingguang’s girlfriend circle, it is worth showing off for three to five days.

A group of young men in their twenties, carrying all kinds of weird equipment, always turned the shooting direction unconsciously. After being beaten five times in three days, they were still very happy.

The envoy of justice, Prince Huang, said: "A bunch of petty ghosts, I said I wouldn't want to borrow the telephoto to play with me, and I will beat them next time!"

"You! Tier 5! No, Tier VI!" Lin Chou was speechless, "You go to a bunch of ordinary people who don't even count Tier 0 reserve and call out that they have the ability not to leave school after school, and they did it twice in a row. , Dare to ask if you really don’t care about anyone on this planet?"

Mingguang has never had such an outrageous vicious fight. The absurdity is even moved by the rigorous "Mingguang Daily". Two consecutive fights have occupied a large area in the headline of the 3rd page. The words are only fierce and only a step away. Lord condemned as a colander...

If this development continues, Lin Chou feels that Lord Shan may not have the possibility of entering elementary school textbooks. It is simply a great pioneering work recorded in the annals of history.

But Master Huang is not ashamed but proud,

"Eh, Linzi, you said I'll beat them again. Mingguang Daily should post my photos. Do you think I am handsome with or without hair? Is it too late to start thinking about my hairstyle? Can you grow your hair quickly? What kind of food?"

"I advise you to do it for yourself," Lin Chou said lightly: "Keep your head but not your hair, and keep your hair but not your head."

"What do you mean?"

"Lin Zi's point is to persuade you to run away from the earth with your plate overnight," Bai Qiongshou sat on the table next to the counter with a vicissitudes of life, as if he was a teenager in his old age, "Bring me wine."

Lin Chou and Huang Dashan looked at each other.

"What's wrong with the Eighteenth Lord? The Occurrence Committee cancelled your childbirth allowance this year?"

Bai Qiong looked at the beam at a 45-degree angle, with an expression of ** and hideousness.

"Little 9, old 11, and old 13 are in love. The key is that I don’t know which pig is the pig that drove the cabbage. Lao Tzu’s. If Lao Tzu knows what these three pigs look like, I have to punch out their shit. !"

"Goose, goose, concealment skills are full," Shan Ye said, "I want to start, in case the three of them are actually alone!"

Bai Qiongshou: "???"

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"Cough, cough, calm down, Lord Eighteen," Lin Chou hurriedly stopped the fight between the two of them, "Eh eh eh, don't bite your ears, the effect is not good, the effect is really bad!"

"Tui~" Bai Qiong almost swallowed Huang Dashan's face with a spit, "Give Lin Tzu a face today, or I will have to kill you."

Shan Ye rubbed his ears, and his whole body was tortured by this intense kiss and lost his soul.

"I... I'm not clean anymore..."

"Go away and play!" Lin Chou struck a miracle vigorously and kicked Huang Dashan out of the door.

This guy quickly ran back, winking at Bai Qiong.

"Eh, I said the eighteenth, I know a few private detectives with good skills, their skills are all related to concealment, or I will ask them to help you pay attention?"

"Damn!" Bai Qiongshou vomited blood in depression, and his throat hurt with tons of bitter wine, "Let me monitor my daughter? You must be a man!"

Shan Ye wanted to remind him that he had to go through this kind of thing a dozen times, think about it, forget it, I, Huang Dashan, is very loyal to my brothers, and I never do anything to kill people.

So Lord Shan had another idea.

"In this way, you can start with their friends. They can be threatened and lured by the side. If it is inconvenient for you, I also know a bunch of young people—"

"roll!"

"okay."

The atmosphere was too depressing, Lin Chou and Shan Ye escaped from the hut with a barbell smile, squatting outside to breathe.

"Wet tiger!" Xiao Yourong duangduang ran over, "What's the matter? Uncle Bai seems to be crying!"

Lin Chou glanced at the unsuspecting jerk, "Master Shan, you said I sell my little things to a rich man as a little wife? Isn't everything going well?"

"Money?" Shan Ye rolled his eyes, "I have money! How about 500 points?"

"It's done at 450!"

"Say it all!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Su Yourong cried and ran fast as if she had been kicked out by a ghost.

After a while, Chi Zhi menacingly appeared carrying a tree trunk that was thicker than the waist of the mountain master, "Who wants to buy the content?"

Lin Chou pointed at Huang Dashan unscrupulously, "Just him!"

Shan Ye: "..."