Chen Qingyu comes from the Black Sea Defense Line. Technically speaking, he is a standard Black ***. Judging from his strength, he may be the main battle unit of the younger generation. No one can beat him. His crotch is so tight.

The reason is that apart from opening the line, it is probably all based on fatal brainstorming, which is the same as Hu Yale having nothing to do and letting him passively brainstorm a nest of big spiders. Apex 23S.

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As for the thirty or so gleaming bosses who are not short of money, they will definitely make various offers that he cannot refuse. While playing games with others, he sharpened his head and wanted to have a pleasant cat masturbation with Chen Qingyu.

trade.

Of course, the amount of all these currencies has been fixed, and they are all supported by additional conditions. When Sikong saw this, he became very unhappy. He hated dirtier transactions that could not be solved with dirty money.

Sikong, who had just come down from the mountain, walked around for a while and then entered the house. All the bosses were trembling with excitement for a long time.

If this master interfered, they wouldn't even have the courage to resist...well...to be precise, they wouldn't dare to have it.

What's more, the younger brother following Sikong is the harmless young master Ziyu. Who can guarantee whether young master Ziyu will tell his grandfather on a whim that he wants to drink a vat of old dragon-tiger soup again?

These two, one is the God of Wealth and the other has a fighting god and Buddha in his home, where are you going to start?

After the two entered the house, there was a slight sound of relief.

"Oh my god...it's so scary..."

"Damn it, I thought I came here for nothing."

"Hurry up, hurry up and get it done as soon as the conditions are opened. The two people inside may change their minds and we won't be able to gain anything by then."

As soon as Sikong entered the room, he sniffed and said,

"I seem to smell a smell of sulfur... Damn it, Master Warlock, are you here too?"

Warlock, "."

Zhao Ziyu didn't have any surprise expression.

"Hey, Lord Warlock, can you lend me your little stone man to play with for a while?"

The warlock hesitated for a long time, and the gray energy lines formed an arrow.

"It should be playing the game of 'I'll run and you'll catch' with the four dogs, right outside."

"okay!!"

Lin Chou smiled and said to Sikong,

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Sikong curled his lips,

"I just need to inform you. Who wants to stay there? The combined age of this group of people is almost ten centuries. My father will take care of the rest."

Lin Chou expressed envy. In this world, apart from things like washing dishes and serving tea and pouring water, everything else in this world has to be done by the wise and powerful boss himself.

Sikong took a peek at the cold Tyrannosaurus lying on the table and whispered,

"What's wrong with this...?"

"I was too tired and fell asleep... Anyway, the evolved person's physical fitness is much better. There is no difference between sleeping standing up and lying down, so I didn't disturb her..."

Sikong didn't have Zhao Ziyu's courage to provoke the Leng Tyrannosaurus without hesitation. As soon as he heard that Leng Han was sleeping, he immediately hid several tables away.

"I heard that this master has to put more than 300 kilograms of controlled knives under his pillow when he sleeps. I'd better stay away to stay safe..."

Lin Chou pinched her chin and looked at Leng Han, smiling.

"Actually, she's quite nice."

Is Sikong’s expression like this?!

Lin Chou coughed and suddenly thought of a question,

"I said Mr. Sikong, your father is the head of the base city, and the military arrangements around you are too crude. You can't even handle a 'Wandering Demon'? The 'Wandering Demon' came here yesterday and talked about this."

Well, one 'Wandering Demon' can take down several 'Wandering Demons', and his group of dogs don't even have to take care of them."

"Uh... the unit you used is a bit confusing. Can't you call the thing that attacked me an ogre? I always think there's something weird about wandering demons."

Lin Chou had several scripts put together in his mind.

"I think it's very harmonious. When I think of the 'wandering demon' and think about that 'wandering demon', I always feel that it can increase the level of force value. It's quite vivid."

"...wipe"

What this guy means from beginning to end is that he despises the strength of my bodyguards, right?!

Sikong coughed twice,

"There are quotas in the system, and my father can't be too exaggerated. After all, not everyone is like Ziyu's family, uh... you know."

Lin Chou now had a headache just thinking about those crooked people in Zhao Ziyu's family, so she quickly waved her hand.

"Damn it, we were having a good conversation, so don't be mean!"

Last time Uncle Zhao scolded him for so many days in Yanhui Mountain, Mingguang Daily reported it eight times!

Lin Chou still remembers this because the business thieves were doing well in the days when Uncle Zhao was scolding him.

Lin Chou complained,

"No one in Lao Bahui's family is serious from top to bottom! If it weren't for... I would have brought Niu Lanqi's head back and hung it on the eaves as an ornament."

Sikong looked Lin Chou up and down,

"Let me tell you, buddy, there are hams, bacon, and all kinds of exotic animal bones, sticks, skulls, scalps, and tubes on the eaves of your house. And you plan to put someone's head there? Don't you think you're too panicked?"

"When there's revenge, there's grudges. Who thinks who's easy to bully? I always feel unhappy when I think about this. But what you said is right. Those who don't know think that I'm a cannibal. Not too bad.

Good or not."

Sikong said,

"Speaking of which, eating people seems to be nothing unusual..."

"..."

Then, Sikong said with a smile,

"I see the guys outside are about to figure out the results. Don't forget to let me know when the time comes~"

Lin Chou rolled her eyes,

"Shit...you are really...forget it, that has to be done next month. This month's work has already been finished."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

This guy, do you still want to be embarrassed?!

Sikong clearly understood Lin Chou's subtext and threw out a card.

He exclaimed from his back molars, "Ha! Poverty~"

Lin Chou quickly took it,

"Ha! Yes, yes, yes, poverty has limited my ability to organize language and logical thinking."

Sikong waved his hand,

"What a mess, let me ask you something. Has that cactus been looking for you recently?"

"Eh?"

Sikong rubbed his head,

"As expected, I still came to see you. I was talking about making a movie, right."

Lin Chou nodded,

"This guy said he wanted me to be a cameraman. Damn it. Do you think I'm very idle?"

Sikong nodded.

"..."

"What would you think if I said that I would be the investor and producer of this film?"

"..."

Damn it, Sikong is the producer!

Judging from the fact that this kid keeps pestering Shen Feng to learn the Eighteen Palms of the Yi Jin Jing to subdue the dragon, this movie will probably have to be made into an apocalyptic version of Shushan, right?

Sikong had already figured out what Lin Chou's subtle expression meant, and quickly added,

"No...don't...think too much, I will definitely not make this movie into a martial arts movie...it's mainly because of the producers and Shen Daru."

Did he really want to shoot like this when co-writing?

"Just think of it as my last wish."

Sikong sighed,

"All Mingguang knows that I won't live long, so I can't let my short life leave any regrets, right?"

Lin Chou's first reaction was,
To be continued...