Doomsday Pavilion

Chen Qingyu comes from the Hei Shenhai Coastal Defense Line. Technically speaking, he is a standard black ***. This might be the main combat unit of the young generation. No one can hold him up. His crotch is cool and tight. The reason, apart from the opening of the line, probably all relied on fatal brain supplements—just letting him passively make up a nest of big spiders if he had nothing to do with Hu Yale.

As for the thirty-something shining gangsters who are not bad for money, he will definitely offer a variety of conditions that he can't refuse. While gambling with others, he sharpened his head and wanted to have a happy mind-blowing cat with Chen Qingyu. transaction.

Of course, the amount of money for all of this has been fixed, all relying on additional conditions to hold on hard-Sikong is very upset after seeing this-he hates more dirty transactions that can't be solved with dirty money .

Si Kong, who had just come from the bottom of the mountain, walked into the house after a round, and everyone shook his head for a long time.

If this lord intervened, they would not even have the courage to resist... er... to be precise, they would not dare to have it.

What's more, the little brother behind Sikong is the harmless Master Ziyu-who can guarantee that Master Ziyu will whim and tell his grandfather that he wants to drink a pot of old dragon tiger soup?

Of these two, one is the God of Wealth and the family keeps the only God of War Buddha. So where are you going to start?

After the two entered the room, there was a slight sound of relief,

"Mom... it's scary..."

"Fuck, I thought it was coming again in vain."

"Hurry up, as soon as the conditions are opened, we will finish the work quickly. The two of them will change their minds if they are not sure, and then we will not be able to get anything."

As soon as Sikong entered the room, he sniffed and said,

"I seem to smell a sulphur... Fuck, are you here, Master Warlock?"

Warlock, "囧."

Zhao Ziyu didn't have any unexpected expressions.

"Hey, Master Warlock, can you lend me your little stone man to play for a while?"

The warlock hesitated for a long time, the gray energy lines formed an arrow,

"It should be playing the'I run you catch' game with Si Gouzi, just outside."

"okay!!"

Lin Chou smiled and said to Sikong,

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Si Kong pouted his lips,

"I'll just let you know, whoever loves to stay there, a group of people are almost ten centuries old, and my father will take care of the rest—"

Lin Chou expressed his envy. Now in this world, apart from washing the dishes, serving tea and pouring water, everything else in this world has to be done by the wise boss.

Sikong glanced at the Tyrannosaurus cold lying on the table and whispered quietly.

"This...what's wrong?"

"Too tired, fell asleep...Anyway, the evolutionary's physical fitness is better, and there is no difference between standing and lying down to sleep, so she didn't bother her..."

Sikong did not have the courage of Zhao Ziyu to provoke the cold tyrannosaurus without hesitation. When he heard that Leng Han was sleeping, he immediately hid as far as several tables.

"I heard that this lord has to put more than 300 kilograms of controlled knives under the pillow when he sleeps. I'd better stay away and keep safe..."

Lin Chou squeezed his chin and looked at Leng Han, then smiled.

"Actually, she is pretty good."

Sikong's expression is like this-(a_a)? !

Lin Chou coughed and suddenly remembered a question.

"I said Mr. Sikong, your father is the head of the base city, and the military arrangements around you are so rudimentary, can you even deal with a'wanderer'? The'wanderer' still talked about this yesterday. Well, one'Wandering Demon' can handle several'Wandering Demon', and his group of dogs doesn't take it with him."

"Uh... the unit you use to talk is a bit messy. Can't you call the thing that attacked me an ogre? I always think it's weird when talking about wanderers."

In Lin Chou's mind, he inherited several scripts.

"I think it's very harmonious-when it comes to'wandering demon', think of that'wandering demon' and I always feel that it can raise the level of force. It's very vivid."

"...rub"

From the beginning to the end, the meaning of this goods is to despise my bodyguard's insufficient strength, right? !

Sikong coughed twice,

"There are quotas in the system, and my father is not easy to do too exaggerated. After all, not everyone is like Ziyu's family, uh... you know."

Lin Chou now feels a headache when he thinks about the shameless people in Zhao Ziyu's family, and quickly waved.

"Fuck, you're talking well, don't go down!"

How many days did Zhao Ershu scold him in Yanhuishan last time-Mingguang Daily reported it eight times!

Lin Chou remembered this still fresh, because the business thieves managed well during the few days when Zhao Ershu scolded the street.

Lin Chou complained,

"The old ashtray family is not serious from top to bottom! If it weren't for...I would have brought Niu Lanqi's head back and hung it on the eaves as a decoration."

Sikong looked at Lin Chou up and down,

"I said, buddy, you have ham and bacon on the eaves, as well as all kinds of exotic animal bones, sticks, skulls, and scalp tubes. Are you planning to put a head together? You don't feel panic?"

"There are grudges and revenge, there are grievances, who is a good bully, think of it, I always feel unhappy-but you are right, and if you don't know, you still think that the boss is a cannibal. Not so good, not so good."

Sikong said,

"By the way, it doesn't seem to be surprising even to eat people..."

"..."

Then, Sikong smiled and said,

"I looked at the group of guys outside and almost understood the result, don't forget to notify me when the time comes~"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"Wipe...you really... forget it, it must be next month, this month is over early."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

This one, don't you want to face it? !

Sikong clearly understood Lin Chou's unspoken language, and Pia threw a card.

A sigh was squeezed from the posterior molar, "Heh! Poverty~"

Lin Chou quickly took it,

"Heh! Yes, yes, yes, it is poverty that limits my ability to organize language and logical thinking."

Sikong waved his hand.

"What's the mess, ask you something, did that pot of cactus look for you recently?"

"Eh?"

Sagong rubbed his head,

"Sure enough, I'm looking for you. I'm talking about making movies, right?"

Lin Chou nodded,

"This guy said he wants me to be a videographer. I'll wipe it. Do you think I'm idle?"

Sikong nodded.

"..."

"If I say, I'm an investor and producer of this film, what do you think?"

"..."

Damn it, Sikong is a producer!

As long as this kid is okay, he is entangled with Shen Feng's enthusiasm to learn what Yi Jin Jing Jiang Long Eighteen Palms, this film may have to be made into the apocalyptic version of Shushan, right?

Sikong had already seen what Lin Chou's subtle expression meant, so he quickly added a sentence.

"No... use... Think about it, I'm definitely not going to make this movie a martial arts movie... It's mainly the producer and Shen Daru."

Does he really want to shoot like this?

"Take it as my last wish."

Sikong sighed.

"Quan Mingguang knows that my life won't last, so I can't leave any regrets in my short life, right?"

Lin Sorrow's first reaction,

"Have you not eaten half crocodile dragon meat for a long time?"

Sikong almost choked to death.

"I rub, what I mean. Besides, half crocodile dragon meat is effective, but it is also a temporary solution, not a permanent cure. In case I don't have a quack one day, you say..."

Lin Chou pinched his chin,

"Fuck it, don't, then how much money I have to make less..."

"go away!!!"

Sikong calmed down for several minutes.

"Anyway, I'm the producer. Although the surname Pen is like you, it's not easy to see money, but sometimes it's reliable. I think this idea is good and it's quite meaningful."

"I..."

Sikong said with a smile,

"Do you know what the producer does?!"

Lin Chou took a step back when he saw this expression.

"Fuck you, why don't you even let the photographer go?"

Sikong didn’t want to discuss the unspoken rules with this guy with such a deep mind.

"In short, the salary is up to me and I have the final say with Shen Daru. Do you want to play a tall role in it?"

"Eh! For example, God of Cooking in the last days?"

"..."

Sikong suddenly felt that his heart was really tired and tired, so he jumped out a few words neatly.

"I said, my son will pay you a salary!"

"Go, when will the salary be paid...oh no, when will the work start!"

Sikong Tu’s big money has almost become a reality.

"Recently, try not to delay the operation of the small hall, otherwise this young man will really be angry."

Then he turned his face to the unidentified warlock who listened to the chat between the two and was about to materialize Li Heixian.

"Ahem, Lord Warlock, do you want to earn some extra money, the kind that you won't lose!"

After 0.003 seconds, the warlock began to nod, and said in a deep, deep and calm voice.

"Roar, roar!"

Lin Chou couldn't help but think of what Confucius once said-riches can make ghosts push away.

Some of them are rich enough to make the ghosts grind, but the outside is not that simple.

The wealthy people outside also had to hold back, to see who can come up with strong additional conditions.

In the end, Jiang Zi clasped his fists and said with a smile,

"Everyone, concession, concession~"

Everyone cursed and left, Xie Xun patted Jiang Zihuan’s shoulder and said,

"Old ginger, beg your own blessings, you already don't even want your face!"

After the people left, Jiang Zihua's smile collapsed.

There was only one reason why the Jiang family could get the caracal cat in the crowd's siege-the poison of life.

No one wants to know how the Jiang family made this thing, at least the three giants did not stand up and say anything.

Most of the poison of life is to be supplied to the black army. Chen Qingyu and Hu Yale are originally from the black army. Strictly speaking, this is not a foul in the first place.

But you, Jiang Zihuan, fight for cats with something that no one doesn't have. This is very taboo.

Jiang Zihuan chatted with Chen Qingyu a few words, and left unhappy, there was no joy of victory.

Chen Qingyu was so happy,

"Ya Le, Ya Le, hahaha, never dreamed of it, we actually switched to the poison of life, hahaha..."

Hu Yale's face is full of joy,

"There's a **** about you, if it wasn't for your aunt who gave up her life to catch the cat, you are still holding your silly deer crying out of breath!"

Chen Qingyu suddenly bowed his head down and said nothing.

Hu Yale dragged Chen Qingyu to sit in the dining room, and with a particularly imposing fist, his posture was as if he wanted to be with Lin Chou.

"Bring us two Tomahawk steaks and two sea stone cauliflower panna cotta!!!"

This girl seems to be drooling at the menu recently.

Lin Chou threw a standardized smile from the production line,

"You can only order one serving of Tomahawk steak a week. Because of your physique, eating this dish is a bit wasteful-oh yes, with his savvy, eating sea stone cauliflower milk jelly is no different from eating two bites of jelly."

"you..."

"What do you mean!"

Hu Yale still has time to accuse her fiance while filling in righteous indignation.

"You followed and yelled something, Boss Lin already understood very well—you have no brains!"

"Puff~"

......

One day later, to be precise, it was midnight the next day.

A potted pink off-road vehicle appeared at the foot of Yanhui Mountain with a mess of large equipment. Qin Wuyong, Sikong, and Shen Daru jumped out of the vehicle and looked up through the faint green light of Naxiang Hongdou.

"Eh, don't tell me, at this time, Linzi's restaurant really looks like a worldly expert."

"Ahahaha, my grandmother often sneaks in... ahem, I've already inspected it many times, it's absolutely perfect, I don't have to say."

"Where is our number three male host?"

"Should be sleeping on a tree more than 300 meters high..."

"Wake him up, wake him up!"

Several people looked at each other, and even Sikong did not dare to move.

The potted plants sneered,

"This kind of trivial matter requires the director to do it himself. What is the use of you... hehe Shen Investor Division Investor, this director is definitely not talking about your hahahaha..."

"My son's surname is Sikong, thank you."

The potted plants straightened the loudspeaker on the roof,

"Don't pay attention to those details-watch my wake up march, leave you!!"

The sound waves gushing out from the horns squeezed the Naxiang red beans all over the mountains and swayed along with a strong sense of rhythm. The empty Yanhui Mountain reverberated with huge and passionate singing.

"In your heart~"

"Fly freely~"

"Bright stars~"

"Wandering eternally~"

"The direction all the way~"

"It shines on my heart~"

"The faraway frontier~"

"Let me go far away~"

The Nepenthes came alive in an instant, and the roots and giant mouth swarms danced wildly, like a big party of the aliens.

The potted plant waved,

"Qin Photography, hurry up, record it and record it, hurry up."

Qin Wuyong was stunned for a long time before he realized that he was talking about himself.

"Oh, okay, okay, pot guide."

"Say how many times, call me the left guide!"

Afterwards, a super huge python, Xiaoqiu, showing a terrifying faint green color among the Naxiang red beans, broke out of the ground, staring blankly.

"What you want is this kind of effect, is it all recorded?"

"It's recorded..."

Then, Si Gouzi, Gun Gun, and Xiao Qing were all awakened from their dreams, and there were four huge figures beyond the norm on Yanhui Mountain. The terrifying aura of the same order would crush everything, if you don’t understand the situation. Seeing the situation in Yanhuishan now, one must die on the spot.

The potted plant clenched a fist,

"Wow, it's perfect, I didn't expect that they are all here... The two snakes are a bit duplicated, forget it... this is also good..."

Qin Wuyong muttered,

"But is this really good for us..."

Two seconds later, a pot-shaped fire meteor illuminating half a Yanhui Mountain fell straight down into the sky, accompanied by a roar of anger to the limit.

"The surname Pen, you're **** looking for death!!"

Put your tongue out in the pot,

"I'm wiping and rushing to my grandmother's car, Qin Photography picks up the pot..."

Qin Wuyong's long distance,

"Guide, you really love to joke... Where can I pick it up... It's going to die..."

Bonsai turned his head and looked at the duo of Shen and Si who were indifferent and seemed to admire the shooting stars.

"Eh...it seems that the crew still lacks a few security..."