Chapter 1182： Whoever pollutes (1/2)
If possible, Lin Chou would probably choose to go to Wolf City to catch the autumn breeze with Gungun. After all, adult Gungun is just a panda. Is there a panda in this world that bamboo can’t solve?
emmmm...
Of course, it is impossible to grow bamboos that are full of geothermal hot springs like Northwest Wolf City.
According to Mingguang’s ancestors from the five generations of the green chemical industry swearing by the egg, the roots of the bamboo will be rotten if the geothermal heat is too high, so there is no need to worry about being eaten and covered by others.
Besides, what kind of tattered bamboo shoots, can it be compared with the craftsmanship of his boss Lin?
”You just worry about it...”
Sikong chuckles his lips in disdain.
Lin Chou glanced at him.
”Why haven't you... left?”
”That's how blind it is, it's crooked!” Huang Dashan wiped his bald head and compared the distance from the front door to the left side of his chest. ”Is the forest actually so long?”
No one likes to talk to Huang Dashan on this topic. It’s not desperate if there is pollution and no one can deal with it.
Wu Ke leaned over happily, winking,
”I heard that virgins are holding back their energy.”
”Hehe, come and wake him up with yellow urine,” Huang Dashan can be regarded as finding the object of contempt. ”You are looking for a sense of superiority with you as an otaku. Is the camera at Houshan Hot Spring crooked? Or a paper man Wife is not enough to show off?”
”Will I talk to you? Who bit you who is a dog?!”
Shan Ye squeezed Wu Ke’s neck and lifted him up on a chair to sit on, like a little squirrel.
”I'm a hippopotamus. Would you like to try how big your Shan Ye's mouth is?”
”Brother, brother...you didn't tell anyone about the camera...then what you...don't you also watch it...”
”Ha ha!”
”What kind of camera?” Lin Chou walked into the conversation between the two people with her waist down. ”It always feels like you are doing some strange things.”
Sikong interrupted,
”The kid is in Houshan Hot Spring... Take your hand away, I bit someone...”
Lin Chou pushed him,
”Why are you still not leaving, hurry up, do you want to embezzle my treatment?”
”I am corrupt?” Sikong pointed to his nose, ”I'm afraid your kid didn't wake up, poor thinking!”
”Hurry up and go!”
......
In the evening, the uncle Warlock came over with drooping eyebrows, with an expression of not waking up, muttering,
”Which **** tells you that Uncle Warlock will be the most comfortable one...”
”Oh, my brain is broad...”
Huang Dashan's eyes lit up suddenly.
”What I said, what I said, your flame girl didn't come? Why, isn't it cool?”
Uncle Warlock's hollow eye sockets pointed straight at Huang Dashan,
”It's really cool. When I went back to do an experiment for Liu Renjun yesterday, the girl put Lao Tzu and him on the fire, and then the town is in the iceberg of one hundred degrees below zero... I feel very sympathetic to Liu Renjun, how to toss I'm not dead, energy life, tsk tsk, I feel that the vitality is a little bit stronger than me.”
”That's it? Uncle Warlock, are you afraid that there is some strange misunderstanding about Ice and Fire...”
Lin Chou leaned forward and said,
”Are there any results?”
Uncle Warlock thought for a while,