Chapter 645: I’m making a movie in the end of the world (Part 1)-congratulations on the kiss of Miss Bai Yin Dameng! (1/2)

(Thanks to Miss Waiting for the one million starting coin reward for Miss Kissing, she is proud to be a great silver, congratulations, thanks!)

The hunters on the mountain were tortured by the two parties. In the middle of the night they got up and had a beer barbecue party. They went to sleep and the day after tomorrow was still dark, and they were awakened by the arrival of potted plants. They were angry and complained. , I had to shout loudly for breakfast—the meat they roasted last night was so different from the professional chef Lin Chou’s craftsmanship, so I just smelt the fragrance and eat, and subconsciously left a little stomach waiting. Make it up in the morning.

The main reason for the hunters being quarreled is that someone must come to play BGM every time they are interested, either thief fanatic or thief ghost animal, the two alternate randomly and irregularly.

But the classification of BGM this morning is obviously the kind of frenzy and noisy——

”Ah~”

”Snowflakes are fluttering~”

”The North Wind is Xiaoxiao~”

”Heaven and Earth~”

”A vast expanse~”

”A cut of winter plum~”

”Stand proudly in the snow~”

If the bear child dares to set such an alarm early in the morning, he will have to be hammered out of his head by his parents on the spot.

So the hunters rolled all over, looking for snow everywhere...oh no, looking for sticks, maces.

”The surname is Pen! You are dead!!”

Lin Chou's skill in playing with the pan is called a thoroughbred, and can scare a master who has practiced Tai Chi for more than sixty years into a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

The cloud is from the dragon and the wind is from the tiger, and the pan governs two hundred and five.

I saw a blazing bolide pierced through the air from the top of the mountain, chiseled on the front of the potted pink off-road vehicle with a bang. The mass of black smoke is like an old smoker with asthma for many years.

An off-road vehicle with more than 3,000 horsepower was smashed on the spot and held in place, extinguishing the fire.

With a big bag on his head, Qin Wuyong took the lead to get out of the car and turned around for a while, looking at the pan directly embedded in the car body and grinning.

”I... grass... really don't talk about physics at all?”

The potted plant was not injured, but the brain should still not be easy to use.

She screamed and rushed into the small hall,

”Wow, worry~ brother~ brother~!”

After a while he ran out again,

”Huh...what about people...”

Lin Sorrow's lazy voice came from the home tree,

”Why don't you come up with a reasonable explanation for me today, believe it or not, you might die?”

With bulging eyes, the potted plant is holding the home tree with one hand, and circles of silver-white ripples spread on the trunk like water waves, and the home tree shines brightly.

”Don't believe me, why don't you try to throw it away?”

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and was too lazy to walk the tree ladder, so he jumped down.

”Say something quickly.”

The potted plant smiled,

”Brother Chou has a personality, he sleeps with his arms around the pot-is this the legendary pot of chastity?”

Lin Chou grinned,

”Ha ha.”

”Eh eh eh, how can you scold someone for a good argument.”

”Talk about business!”

”Oh...”

I arranged my clothes with a potted plant,

”Dangdang, Brother Chou, what do you think this is?”

Lin Chou looked at Qin Wuyong who was pleased with an angry face.

”A big bag will be a great weapon.”

”...”

Qin Wuyong touched half of his face and shook his head and smiled miserably. This is not your Boss Lin's pot.

Well, it is indeed Lin Chou's ”pot”, so the culprit is still stabbing in the car.

The potted plants dragged Lin Chou into the dining room and found a table to sit down.

”Brother Chou, there is a way to make a fortune. I'm...(??) Well, my aunt's grandmother is kind and ready to count you. Let's cooperate, can you come?”