Doomsday Pavilion

But as for normal people, there are few who like to listen to drunks.

With such a big tongue, he dragged his long mouth and blew for three hours. Not to mention Lin Chou and the others couldn’t stand it. The Wandering Demon had his eyes straightened, naturally, there was only one reason-he was not drunk, or even not at all. How come on.

So the Wanderer’s beer gargle journey began. Well, it’s a typical example of playing tricks. It’s already been drunk like this. The white beer is stirred up again, this one from the dark sea. The distinguished guest guessed that he wouldn't want to open his eyes until the day after tomorrow.

Bao Er, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak, with a worried tone.

"Brother Chou, drink like this...nothing will happen, right?"

Sikong couldn't help but sneered.

"When you are a lot of age, you also called Brother Chou? You are not too embarrassed to panic!"

"Hey... the talent is the first, the talent is the first! This is a traditional virtue and must be respected."

Lin Chou said nonchalantly,

"What can happen, the money for food and wine is paid first."

Bao Er's teeth, yes, this is the reason why we can't make money if the lover has made money-it turns out that the brain circuits are different.

Hearing a "boom" over there, Song Qingyun's head came into close contact with the table, and the one hitting it was called a porcelain stone.

Then, Song Qingyun murmured a strange word that no one understood, and snorted loudly.

Lin Chou shouted,

"Wish to bet and lose money to give money, this kid drank three altars of colorful!"

"Hey, profiteer."

"First earn 3 million and win our money, is there any humanity..."

The wandering demon wiped the sweat from his face,

"This little bunny still has such a bad drinking volume-don't I remember how he talked so much after he drank too much?"

Bao Er looked at the empty wine jars piled high on the ground, and his calves were turning muscles. That's it, is the amount of alcohol still poor? !

"Oh, it really is the world of the evolving adults..."

Bao Er was somewhat distracted.

As a person with ideals and ambitions, he wants to become the leader of Mingguang's largest collection team. At this moment, a sadness is in his heart:

mmp, when will your second master Bao be able to hold up a jar, pour wine, and step on a stool like them, boasting about how many corpses' heads were chopped off yesterday by hitting a few different beasts of several ranks!

Think about that scene. How many times have Bao Er wet the pillow towel with tears and the face of Ma Liu’s sister who is like a jade beside him—Yes, that’s right, Ma Liu is now Bao Er’s eldest brother, or his eldest brother. .

Men who have wives take care of their homes—especially when their wives are more than ten or twenty years younger than you.

In addition to worrying about the "hardware", you have to worry about the "software". Of course, those who don't evolve the hardware will never be able to upgrade in this life. Then the software must be done?

His wife’s face is in the face of eating, drinking, Lhasa, or even going out to dance a square dance. He has to cover it to greet him, otherwise, who will take care of the nuisance complaint letter that is thrown from the basket to the basket?

It’s hard enough for the little wife to be in charge of being beautiful and beautiful, and she certainly has no time to take care of such trivial matters.

It takes two and a half hours every day to apply the grease and powder on the left and right layers before going out (of course they call it Yirong, oh no, make-up), and his waist hurts, and then he has to face the high temperature to the point of no air conditioning. Choosing the dresses for Xiaobantian in the shopping malls-what? Prodigal? Pure nonsense! You have to know that the gorgeous clothes, skirts, and high heels on the outside are all appearances, and they are all made for outsiders and sisters! Those **** lingerie seduction uniforms that are secretly hidden inside and brought home are the eternal truth. In the end, who is cool, doesn't he have a point in his heart?

Thinking of this, Bao Er couldn't help showing a drunken smile and wiped the corners of his mouth by the way.

In short, the capital that Lin Chou got here now was thicker than what he had put together in the last half of his life. Didn't you see those hunters who had always used the collection team as slaves had already begun to look at him directly?

Moreover, Bao Er made a major decision the day before yesterday. He handed over all the affairs of his growing collection team to his uncle, brother Maliu. This, in the eyes of others, was so stupid that there was something more profound behind it. Meaning-anyway, Lao Tzu sees Tianlai staying in Yanhuishan and will not leave, so I love it!

Well, there is actually a very privacy reason.

Bao Er glanced at Lin Chou nervously, then stopped talking.

He introduced the business of the five-meter big cattle of Bai everyone...Although he did not know what happened afterwards, everyone Bai was grateful to Boss Lin and wished to agree with him, but in his eyes he couldn't do anything wrong, Shan The Lord said it worked on the spot, a miraculous effect!

My goodness!

Thinking of the little wife at home, Bao Er secretly made up his mind.

emmmm, five meters is indeed a bit past.

My buddies are getting older, and I'm afraid they can't stand the damage and damage of the five-meter guy.

At a discount, 18 cm will do. It is economical and suitable for all ages.

Sikong held an empty bowl of cassava dumplings dangling in front of Bao Er,

"Hey, hello! My son called you for a long time, why are you shocked? His expression is so wretched."

"Ah..." Bao Er hurriedly went on and said with a smile, "Young Master Sikong, hehe, what do you want?"

Sikong was speechless,

"What can I tell you? Boss Lin asked you to find a way to get the new drunk back to the base city. You can't let him sleep on the lawn outside, right? Give the pitcher plants as fodder—you know where he lives. Huh?"

Bao Er a row of breasts,

"This is easy to handle. I'll know it as soon as I go back to the base city. Cough cough, but I'm here on a motorcycle. I'm afraid I'm going to wrong this... Young Master Sikong, please don't tell me. , Otherwise this one must kill me."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and understood, this is a very difficult proposition:

A drunk picks his feet and a motorcycle. Do you choose to tie him on your back or take him back on the back seat like a rag bag?

If you don't want to be vomited, the answer is obviously the latter.

Lin Shou said with a serious face,

"Never talk or talk."

"Yes, yes, don't say... where did my recorder put it? I'll take a picture first."

Sure enough, before the speed of the motorcycle was raised, Song Qingyun, lying on the back seat, was spraying all the way like an inverted fountain. The scene was spectacular!

The frankly friendly wanderer said sadly,

"It's a pity that I didn't buy a recorder, that little thing is too expensive."

Sikong put the recorder away like a baby, and said seriously,

"Old you, let me tell you that now many hunters have opened live broadcast rooms, so they fix the recorder on their heads and make a fine-tuning. The first-perspective picture of the fight with the strange beasts in the wilderness is very good. It’s popular with people, and I heard that there is a sense of substitution. They also make a lot of extra money by this!"

The wandering demon scratched his head,

"Is anyone watching?"

Shan Ye hey,

"How can it be said that someone is watching? Except for the food anchors like Qin Wuyong, this kind of live broadcast room is the most popular! The most indispensable thing in the base city is the guy who can't get out of the three walls and it's broken and trying to find excitement. Now, those big girls and little wives, second-generation children and even ordinary people who are a little leisurely-even if you are a first-view live broadcast, they will vote for a mosquito, can you believe it?

The wandering demon's brain crashed, "You didn't lie to me? Really make money?"

Shan Ye cursed,

"Bah, Lao Tzu lied to you for a squeeze?"

The wandering demon hurriedly went, needless to say, he must have sold the leather to buy the recorder.

Shan Ye snorted,

"This guy, dare to fight and kill than anyone else, I haven't seen him save a dime."

Sikong expressed his understanding instead.

"If you awaken a talent that can only live on the blood of a high-level alien animal, it might not be as good as others-two chickens will make you like a bear!"

"..."

Shan Ye's face twitched, "Can you not mention the chickens, I finally threw them to the mother to raise them for two days."

"Haha!" Sikong looked contemptuous.

But after all, cursing people don't reveal the shortcomings, and there is no more mention of the fact that Shan Ye was sucked by two chickens for half his life savings and can only be supported by the Queen.

Sikong said mysteriously,

"A few days ago, a lucky guy didn't know where to dig out a pre-catastrophe disc. It has been rotten to the ground. It has been restored in the past two days and is preparing to show it at the entrance of the alley.-Adults are not allowed under the age of 18. Watch, do you want to be together?"

A group of people suddenly became interested,

"What kind of disc, what is the action love album? Is there any good-looking one from Lin Zi?"

Lin Sorrow, "Get out!"

Master Shan has a sound,

"Huh? I said, Linzi, why are you so innocent young virgin so calm? You shouldn't! Pretending to be that kind of thing..."

Lin Chou sneered,

"Calmness is not pretending, grandson is pretending."

Shan Ye scolded, "Rely on..."

Sikong again looked contemptuous.

"Please don't use your wretched worldview to wantonly comment on the tastes of ancient humans before the cataclysm. It was a horror movie! What country came from... Forget it, it doesn't matter, there is no country anymore. The disc is the original soundtrack. Translated, the comrades in the subtitle group worked overtime for a few days and nights without rest until yesterday to get the subtitles. The translation should be called [Mom of Lurk 4 Loves Me Again]. The director is called a Pitbull or a Bull Terrier. It is said that the thief is terrifying. ."

"Mom loves me again?" Shan Ye muttered his mouth, his eyes brighter and brighter, and he slapped his thighs and exclaimed, "Mother, I can play! Exciting! Is it a mother and child?

"..."

Another topic came to an end. Lin Chou returned to the counter and wiped the handy shovel.

Well, since the convenient shovel shoveled on the blood corpse, Lin Chou always felt that this thing was covered with blood that squirmed like a worm and all kinds of invisible dirt.

"I said, we had a good chat, what are you doing to wipe that stuff?"

Lin Chou snorted,

"Tomorrow no one will come to send strange animals, I really have to close the door and run to the wilderness to hunt."

"It seems that I will have to fill up the cold storage in the future to ensure inventory, alas..."

In fact, under normal circumstances, all kinds of strange animals sent by hunters, Lin Chou, left enough stocks for many days, but he was so busy during this time that he didn’t notice it for a while, and he forgot that it had been a long time since no one came to deliver food. If it hadn't happened, if it hadn't been for when he came back from the sea to collect sea stone flowers and Maojian mushrooms, Lin Chou would not even realize it himself.

Shan Ye was incredible,

"With so many things in your cold storage, you actually said it was out of stock?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and pointed to the roof.

"Do you know how many dishes I have to prepare?"

Shan Ye looked up,

"Niang Xipi, why did you hang up the wind chimes unknowingly? I still remember that when you were just here, you only sold salt-baked chicken. Tsk tsk, Lin Zi, speaking of it, it’s a few minutes. The big boss in Wanshang, how does it feel to turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain?"

Sikong and Wu Ke also looked at Lin Chou with great interest, especially Su Yourong.

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"It's a little different from my original goal. I want to open a small restaurant to earn a little money to cook some dishes I am willing to make, open it willfully, and look for ingredients all over the world to research new dishes-now, ah, it's hard to say. what."

Several people looked at each other,

"I said, buddy, are you still called Suiyuan opened? How many days have you been open this month?"

Lin Chou is eloquent,

"Who doesn't have a statutory holiday? Can you blame me? Do you think I was idle during the New Year's Day? I am either opening the door for business, or on the way to find ingredients, don't you know!"

"..."

Although they knew that this guy was opening their eyes and talking nonsense, a few people couldn't refute it—in fact, every time Lin Chou went out, he could bring back at least one new dish.

...

Somewhere in a damp and dark underground space, the stench of blood and blood sludge was assaulting people, and Liu Ren, who was incompatible with the surrounding environment, had no expression on his face.

The whispers of his men came in the dark,

"hateful..."

Liu Renjun's eyes swept across the honeycomb-like cave where nothing was left but the smelly mucus, and finally stayed at the large dome that collapsed. The fallen gravel and sand happened to withstand the hole, but as time passed, the sea water First, there was a stream of water with the thickness of the arm, which grew and became intense at an astonishing speed, scouring away the hole that was sealed by sand and gravel again.

"It's just a fluke, don't worry, there is the smell of violent excavation and destruction above it, which is the breath of the awakened person-this is the only nest exposed to the sea, and it is no big deal to be discovered."

"but..."

Liu Renjun waved his hand, interrupting what he could do.

"The foundation of the island is about to be completely destroyed and collapsed. Go ahead and don't miss it."

"Yes!"

Liu Renjun stayed there alone, muttering to himself,

"Who on earth discovered the loopholes in the evil mind technique? Who on earth found the lair and caused me to do something bad..."

"Ah!"

Liu Renjun let out a cold snort, and the fleshy mud beneath his feet suddenly lit up with dark red weird patterns. Various rings, semi-circles and curling vine-like lines finally formed a set of complete patterns with a diameter of ten meters, which was unclear. The breath of horror rushed out from it, taking away the dilapidated lair that Liu Renjun had completely destroyed.

On the surface of the black sinking sea, a sea hunting ship returning with a full load slowly passed by.

"boom!"

Not far from the sea hunting ship, the earth-shattering explosion reminded me of the sand boulders gushing under the sea, engulfing the sea and reaching a height of 100 meters.

The sea hunter suddenly sounded its stern horn,

"Ocean monster! No! Submarine volcano eruption! U-turn! U-turn and stay away!!"