Chapter 127： Years are killing pigs (2/2)
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a burly man with a dark complexion and bulging muscles like a small hill carrying half of an armored car tire and threw it at Lin Chou's feet, ”Lin Chou, look at this, my dear dear. Damn it by your prodigal boss!”
”Who are you??”
The strong guy suddenly exploded, ”You **** turn your face and don't recognize people, right? I, Huang Dashan!”
As he said, he threw the slender cold iron knife into Lin Chou's hand, ”Here is the culprit, what the **** is this **** knife?”
kitchen knife!
Lin Chou blinked and said innocently, ”You are blind as a buddy or something? Except for black spots, where do you look like Lord Shan?...Huh, why are you wearing Lord Shan's clothes?”
Huang Dashan was annoyed, took out a large group of beard from his pocket, and put it on his chin with both hands, ”Look at it again?!”
Leng Han nodded, ”It looks a bit like this time.”
Huang Dashan almost drew it over, ”It's a bit like a **** name, Lao Tzu is it!!”
Leng Han frowned. The man was full of swear words, thinking he was very aura?
In fact, it's just very uneducated, which is irritating.
”boom!”
”Oh...”
Lin Chou turned around and left-it is estimated that Leng Han will compensate Lord Shan, right? It should be!
Shan Ye probed his head in the dirt pit and let out a miserable howl, ”Brother Lin, you fucking...you can't do this, Lao Tzu's armored car, that's the guy who eats! Can we seriously discuss the compensation? problem...”
”My buddy's shop hasn't been compensated yet! Who is going to make sense... The thing was broken by Leng Han and Chi, you can solve this problem yourself!”
Shan Ye watched a female tyrannosaurus walking slowly towards him, and she came down with a cold sweat.
”Leng Han... Leng girl! Grandma Leng...Major General Leng, I was wrong, I don't want to compensate... I will disappear automatically.”
If you want to know with your toes, it will certainly not be a problem if it is solved.
An hour later, the crime scene was cleaned up. It is worth mentioning that, apart from a few dozen plates, nothing was damaged at all.
Leng Han fiddled with a slender cold iron knife in his hand, and half of the armored car's bearing was on the table.
With a light pick, the alloy bearing is like a potato under a kitchen knife, a thin slice is cut, and the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror.
”Lin Chou, can you lend me this knife?”
”What are you doing?”
”Uncle Wei's appendicitis requires surgery.”
”Huh? What the **** is appendicitis?”
After the cataclysm, the physique of ordinary people has greatly changed, and various diseases are extremely rare.
The current base city hospitals only serve children. It can be seen how rare it is for normal people to get sick, let alone evolutionary ones.
Leng Han was asked, frowning and thinking for a while, ”It should be the inflammation in the intestines, and the inflamed part should be cut off.”
Take Lao Tzu's kitchen knife and cut Wei Tianxing's intestines? ?
”No...Uh, well, take it away!”
Leng Han stood up, ”Then I will leave...”
”Yep.”
Lin Chou thought for a while, ”Take a few salt-baked chickens by the way and eat them.”
”Yep!”
In the yard, Shan Ye leaned against the armored vehicle with half of the wheel to hurt the spring and autumn, lamenting the injustice of God and people's heart.
After a long while, I suddenly thought of something, as if I had to take a look at my face in the rearview mirror.
”Wow haha, years are really **** pig-killing knives, Lao Tzu, who was once young too!”
(Well, again, this view has been banned. This chapter says that the reply is incompetent. The book review area can only answer questions with refinement. As for the answer...you can feel it yourself.)