Chapter 682： Really exciting (1/2)
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,