Chapter 1274： Uncle Warlock Edition Crossroad Demon (2/2)
Lin Chou thought for a while,
”Forget it, this thing is useless to me, don't you all know that I, the awakened person, don't even have a decent skill, are you too beautiful to go in and play Wing Chun jump chicken?”
Uncle Warlock smiled like a demon at the crossroads waiting for a deal,
”Emmmm,”
”You underestimate my strength, Uncle Warlock.”
”In it, I can erase any attribute of any unit~”
”I made a volcanic hot spring when I was idle the other day. The water was milky and milky, with a nice smell of sulfur + minerals. Think about it, while soaking in the steaming hot spring, while drinking the ice. The fat house happy water, and then play a joyful flying chess with this warlock. What a wonderful thing...”
Lin Chou: What? What?
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The next day, the evening breeze blew, and the smoke curled up.
A good smell of pastrami wafted from the shop of Master Warlock.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. In just a few days, people who have smelled business opportunities have bought real estate and stalls nearby.
Just like around the Internet cafes in the university town before the cataclysm, there are pancakes, fruit roasted cold noodles, hand-grabbed cakes, wontons, pork noodles, and beef noodles.
They go to work when you get on the plane, but they may not get off when you get off the plane.
The Uncle Warlock was holding a meat sandwich in his hand and the gravy was splashing around, and said slowly,
”No, Lin Zi and Sikong haven't come out yet... This meat sandwich is not good. It is said to be bacon meat, and the taste is not authentic at all. I won't eat it next time.”
It’s so pitiful. Uncle Warlock can finally take out a Yuanjing ticket from the drawer to pay the bill. Although the money is still afraid to put it in the wallet and the drawer needs to be guarded by someone, he also needs a set of fire-proof, anti-theft, earthquake-proof, tsunami, volcanic eruption, meteor, fire, etc. The entire series of magic protection——
However, paying the bills by hand is still a novel experience for the uncle Warlock, with a special and landmark significance.
What a sense of accomplishment!
When the warlock said this, three old, bitter faces that couldn't laugh or cry were in front of him...
The expressions on their faces are so funny that people can't help but ignore the part below their necks.
Well, in a popular sense, they are the words (bei) (guo) and people (xia) put forward by the senior management of Mingguang.
A forty-year-old female evolving person with a grade 4 advanced level rubbed her eyebrows vigorously.
”Excuse me, Mr. Warlock, can I know what they are doing inside now?”
This is the blatant step-
Even if the Uncle Warlock said casually, it was his mother’s saying that Lin Chou and Sikong were getting married in-situ... Bah... they practiced their awakening ability, and these three hapless ghosts would have an excuse to go up Replied.
however...
Who is Uncle Warlock? Where does he have that trivial heart.
He actually closed his eyes to observe the built-in world of the server.
”Let me Kangkang...”
”Oh, I found it. Sikong is surfing in the dark sea. The tsunami of level 12 is really nothing new.”
”But isn't it that he has never had such an intense exercise option in his activity list? How can he play so well, hey, narcissistic, and he puts POSS on the top of the wave.”
”The forest... the forest seems to be lost...”
”Oh, I found it. He is lifting a surfboard for Sikong under the water.”
Everyone: ”???”