Chapter 191 (1/2)

Wang Kun immediately punched and kicked, so that Didala still did not give up the cognition that ”art is explosion. Art is everything”.

All right, Wang Kun asked the scorpion to come, but he didn't listen. He just came over on his own. At the same time, open the mask of iron man armor.

_ The bruised Didala said impromptu, ”brother Scorpio, are you alive? You're a good puppet, but art is explosion, and art is the sublimation of that moment!”

incorrect! Didala suddenly realized something. ”Didn't I die?”

”I can't take Sasuke with me when I'm dead. It's really useless.”

”Isn't he dead?”

”Hehe, stupid Didala, you can't even beat Sasuke. Forget it, work for me first. Brother Scorpio, you're responsible for taking care of Didala.”

Scorpion ignored Wang Kun, but said to Didala, ”art is eternity, art is eternal beauty!”

Didala just wanted to argue. Wang Kun put the paper of the fireworks production process in front of Didala, ”fix it, otherwise, you can't eat!”

Then Wang Kun took the scorpion to test his iron man armor, while Didala, who was tied with a rope, escaped by herself.

After all, the little rope can't trap Didala. After all, he has a mouth on both hands and a heart.

It's so scary.

Then? How to put it? Wang Kun looked at the iron man manipulated by the scorpion with a knife

Dunima's, is iron man using a knife? He uses lasers and shells!

wait a minute! Wang Kun suddenly thought of something!

If Didala and scorpion are here! Can't you do that? Yes, yes, just do it!

Ollie, it's over!

Wang Kun walked to a clearing surrounded by forests. In the center of the clearing, Didala and scorpion were arguing. Is art a moment or eternity?

Wang Kun took out a piece of paper. He took out a pencil and began to draw.

After drawing for a long time, Didala and scorpion, who ended their quarrel, walked over and looked at Wang Kun, who focused on drawing a particularly handsome robot.

In the lower right corner of the paper, there is a sentence, the beauty of science and technology.

After Wang Kun finished painting, he also looked at Didala. ”Did you make that fireworks? You'd better not tell me. You can't even do this well!”

”Hehe, your fireworks are too simple. Let me show you.”

Didala reached to her waist, took out the detonated clay in her pocket and put it in the center of her palm ???? Chewed a few times.

A white fireworks barrel came out, and Didala made a seal, ”ha!”

After a shout, a dozen hollow white columns suddenly burst out and hit the beautiful sky face with a dozen small missiles.

When more than a dozen missiles rose to the sky, they scattered bright lights. Wang Kun was speechless.

”You fool, can't your detonating clay have color? It's a little rainbow!”

”You're a fool. My art doesn't allow any sundries!”

Wang Kun pressed his hands on the ground, ”you'd better not provoke labor and capital. Have you ever played three generations of thunder shadow? Thunder soil!”

A white coffin suddenly appeared.