Chapter 1970: Waste and garbage (2/2)

At this moment, Li Yao's rusty appearance made him startled slightly, then he burst into laughter: ”Hahahaha, Hante, is this the treasure you found in the'A Third District' after going out for three days and three nights? A civilian cleaning and maintenance puppet, still in tatters, riddled with holes, and even the track is about to fall, this, this is a rubbish!

”Come, come, come, brothers, take a good look at Hante’s'extremely hard work', the baby found in the'Nine Deadly Life', tsk tsk tsk, this shaky mechanical arm, twisted into a ball of antennas, swaying track On the black market, I am afraid that at least one hundred people can be sold, right?

”However, it's a good match with Hante. One waste, one waste, and waste is just right?”

Many evil-looking youths all roared with laughter.

Hante was so angry that dozens of thick blue veins appeared on his forehead, his fists clenched and he glanced at Li Yao, unsure of the ”Yao Lao” attitude, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth: ”Liu Li, don't Take care of them, let's go!”

”and many more!”

Zhao Chong's face showed the expression of a cat playing with a mouse, and once again stretched out his thick arms to stop Hante and Liuli.

Hante was extremely angry: ”Zhao Chong, what are you going to do, can't we leave?”

”You have to go, of course.”

Zhao Chong grinned and stared directly at the backpacks of the two of them, ”However, what you just found must be kept.”

It turned out that he saw through the telescope that Hante and Liuli had picked up the ”Skyfire and Lightning Strike Ring” on the shore to fight these two magic weapons.

Zhao Chong coldly said: ”You should be clear that all the materials that fall from the sky must be distributed according to needs, fair and reasonable, and it is not whoever grabs it first—isn’t that messy? This is the rule in our village. , These rules were made by your master, Liuli's father, and our most fair-minded chief of the village personally. Why, are you trying to hide your own privates now?”

”Don't spit people!”

The rules of the Taiping Walled City became serious all of a sudden, and Hante turned red to the equator. ”There is such a rule in the village, but this rule only applies within the bounds of the Great Lakes. If it is a material that fell on the shore, he found Those who have the priority to use, just use other material quota to exchange it!”

The two skyfire lightning strike rings are both extremely powerful magic weapons of the latest generation, and now it is the ”God-given Ceremony” soon, and Hante is naturally unwilling to exchange them.

”There is such a rule, but how did I see that the parachute clearly fell into the lake, and you fished it up from the shore?”

Zhao Chong turned his head and asked the evil-looking teenagers around him, ”Hey, you guys, is that the case?”

”Yes, we all see clearly, that's it!”

”Obviously it fell into the lake first, and then you salvaged it from the shore!”

”Trash, this is the stuff in the village, hand it over, and get out of here!”

Numerous young people rushed to help Zhao Chong around, and under the crowd, it seemed that Han Te and Liuli were incapable of talking.

”you guys--”

Han Te blushed without a word.

”Trash, don't be so selfish as a person, even if it is of any use to hand the best magic weapon into your hands, will you use it? Are you worthy of it?”

Zhao Chong continued to look at Han Te with his nostrils, and said proudly, ”You also know that in a few days it will be the'God-given Ceremony'. Only by focusing the best magic weapons on the strongest fighters can we help the village. Grab more resources, all for the good of the village, what else can you say!”

”Yes, when are you going to talk about it?”

Li Yao’s primordial spirit also yawned and transmitted all the faint fluctuations directly to Hante’s cerebral cortex, ”Please, please hurry up and fight, don’t'trash' come to'trash', it's so old-fashioned. Dialogue, it's a waste of everyone's time!”

Hante was taken aback: ”Who, who is talking in my head?”

Li Yao: ”It's me,'Old Yao'!”

Hante: ”Old Yao, you, do you want me to fight him?”

Li Yao: ”Nonsense, otherwise, do you want you to invite him to dinner? From the very beginning, when he walked over with a grin, you should have punched it over. Why do you talk so much?”