Chapter 928： Men are big trotter (2/2)
The tone of his speech was like when Lin Chou fry Niu with salted sauerkraut, he would immediately turn his face and refuse to recognize him.
Zhao Er's pig's hoofs are getting sweeter and sweeter, and some people who listen to the chirps are greedy.
”Boss, twenty big trotters, I'm serious.”
”Same big trotters set meal, served with wide rice.”
”I seem to have just put down my job...”
Of course there are also ironclad ones:
”Mmp, can't stand it anymore, go out on a mission.”
”+1.”
”Farewell!”
The three teams of people hit it off and turned their heads and left, resolutely drifting away, dropping a few dialogues intermittently.
”Mmp, sooner or later, I'm going to die in this horrible place. If you have a task, you will [really *have no money to eat] if you don't have another task.”
”Let's come to a big one, our team hasn't seen a decent beast for half a month. I can cry when I think about it.”
”Hey, how big a single is a big one?”
”At least enough for our team's adc to make up a Tomahawk steak~”
”That's really big enough.”
”...”
It is normal for evolutionaries to earn rations. At this time, most of the teams appearing here are the teams that have already paid their head taxes. They have empty wallets but no debts. They can be smart for a full year.
Around the topic Zhao Er brought, these guys were very interested in talking about ”the guy from the dark sea”, ”shame”, ”high-pitched”, ”tail-clip” and so on. Combining organically, the chat is very enjoyable.
The muzzle is unanimously facing the ”outside”, and the atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious.
Suddenly the intercom in the Huangdashan car clamored for ”Zizi”-this guy directly connected the intercom to the external speaker for convenience.
Huang Dashan talked about sexual prosperity, reluctantly went over and took the intercom.
”Crimson? Who the hell, hurry up and talk business, you Shan Ye, I'm busy!”
Hearing this, Lin Chou covered his face directly.
With Prince Huang's perseverance as a death attribute, this kind of language logic equivalent to Flag will inevitably ensure that he encounters stubbornness and can't afford to cause stubbornness.
Sure enough, a cold voice suddenly came from the intercom.
”Oh? What are you doing, Lord Shan?”
Huang Dashan’s intercom almost threw it out, and he nodded and bowed his head in a rush.
”Hey, Lord Tianxing... Why do I think of calling Xiao Huang on the radio today...”
Wei Tianxing doesn't kill him at all,
”Where is the wine? Is that **** in Yanhuishan, let him pick it up!!”
Huang Dashan looked back...
Since it is an external speaker, Wen Zhongjiu certainly heard it clearly.
Master Wen squeezed his eyebrows and waved his hand gracefully.
”Ah...said I'm not here!”
Huang Dashan gave Wen Zhongjiu a thumbs-up gesture and signaled to receive it.
However, before he could hold back something like ”Wen Zhongjiu said he was not here”, Wei Tianxing suddenly laughed.
”My surname is Wen, old man, let me know. You are drinking now, holding a wine glass in your right hand, maybe you are waving your hand.”
Huang Dashan: ”...”
Wen Zhongjiu: ”...”
The voice of Wei Tianxing grinding his teeth came from the speaker.
”Tell the surname Wen, Mingguang has me, he has him, and I don't have me. Today next year will be the anniversary of the death of one of me and him. Tell him that he is hopeless and wait to die!”
”By the way, it's the same sentence. If you die to death and warm wine, I will divide his property into half!”
Huang Dashan rubbed his aching ears and lip-shaped it.
”My goodness, why have you provoke this gangster again recently...”
Huh, the warm wine man came to Huang Dashan and took the microphone.
”Fatty, don't you make sense?”
Wei Tianxing: ”The reason? You fat man, I can only talk to you about physics!”
Wen Zhongjiu took two breaths, so he didn't lose his state twice.
”Yes, I'm unlucky. Other people's hairs are childhood sweethearts. I don’t know what a crime I have done with wine... You dare to slander my reputation, believe it or not, I’m really turning your face with you. ??”
”You? Qingyu? I pooh!” Wei Tianxing's voice suddenly rose by two octaves. ”You have a big beard, can you be the drugstore Bilian, huh? Even your brother's daughter is thinking about you or Are you? I told you that the surname is Wen—”
A heavy aura suddenly forced out around Wen Zhongjiu, directly pressing the ground down.
”Wei Tianxing! You never end! How many times have I told you I haven't—”
Was also interrupted,
”Fart! Say your uncle, the watermelon-skinned Qingyu mom, the person on the side just got off the boat and the Yan family was beaten before they even entered the city. Yan Ning has few bones left intact, isn't it you? Is it you! Do you dare to say that you didn't do it?”
When Wen Zhongjiu heard this surname, he shook his heart, which was very bad.
(pill...)
”It's alright now, Quan Mingguang and Hei Shenhai both know that you are **** the idea of beating my girl, have you heard of mmp, mmp, mmp!!”
”Big trotter, there is nothing good, men are all trotter!”
”You are smart, and you still know that you are pulling Zhao Er as a backstop...”
”Crack!”
Hung up over there.
Wen Zhongjiu stiffened all over, turning his head dizzy.
”Zhao Er, your uncle, you **** me.”
Zhao Ermeng blinked his eyes, especially innocent.
”Huh, what did you say? What do you mean by that?”
Wen Zhongjiu's throat came out with a ”hoho” sound, and his face was flushed.
”As Mr. Zhao, don't you know that Hei Shenhai's surname is Yan?”
Zhao Erye Erlang's legs curled up, shaking flexibly,
”Ah... the last name is Yan... I forgot... who would pay attention to that...”
Wen Zhongjiu gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves and rose into the sky.
He actually left.
Lin Chou thought about it a little bit.
”Er Zhao, that surnamed Yan, shouldn't it be Qing Yu's...”
Zhao Er's ruffian shrugged his shoulders.
”Yes, it's the Yan family who came to propose marriage to Wei Qingyu.”
Everyone looked dumbfounded, what did this mean?
Zhao Er patted his **** to stand up,
”If you don't teach them a lesson, do you really think our Zhao family are all good-tempered?”
Zhao Er turned his back to the crowd, and a deep chill was brewing in his eyes.
”They are not trying to move the Wei family, they are digging the roots of the Zhao family.”
Lin Chou: ”?”