Playing with this blue-skinned monkey is much easier than playing with Cai Gen.

"What the smelly cat said makes some sense.

Although you gave me a bath, you did your best.

But the inside of the tire has not been cleaned. Normally, it should be picked with a toothpick.

You should not be sued to death for doing cleaning work like this.

Either die early or die late. Just die. Don't bother with the interview.

You won't survive anyway, there's nothing wrong with being a Luther for the rest of your life.

That's your fate, accept it.

You are God's draft anyway, and it was a mistake to begin with.

Give up, stop struggling, and face the fact that you are a waste."

Cai Gen closed his eyes and felt sour in his heart as he listened to the two idiots singing and harmonizing, attacking the Eight Disciples without any limits.

If he and the Eight Disciples had exchanged places, he would probably have cried a long time ago.

It's so shocking that I can't see any light at all.

It’s too difficult to be an eighth disciple.

The eight disciples who had been listening silently were not mentally strong enough, but were just a little slow to react.

The blows from Xiao Tmall and Na Qi were like a violent storm, the rhythm was very fast, and he couldn't keep up.

I didn’t remember anything else, let alone take it to heart. I only remembered that I was called a waste.

The eighth disciple wanted to yell, but he was afraid of disturbing Cai Gen.

All he could do was lower his voice and growl lowly.

"My eight disciples are equipped with eight skills to make a living. They are not useless."

Before he finished speaking, the eighth disciple opened the car window and jumped out.

Xiao Tianmao thought he couldn't bear it anymore and ran away.

As a result, the eighth disciple folded himself in half and pressed tightly against the front windshield.

Moreover, the body is getting thinner, transforming from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, as if swallowing two-dimensional foil.

From the car, it looks like a bust.

From the outside of the car, it really looks like someone is driving.

This can be regarded as a technical job, completely done by contorting the body and relying on self-mutilation.

Cai Gen took a look and nodded silently.

"I passed the interview and can take up the job, but it hurts to look at it.

Okay, Xiaotian.
Chapter completed!