Seeing Emperor Mo take out the bathtub and run water from the train to take a bath without anyone else, Chang Huaiyuan, a humble gentleman, immediately smiled and retreated into the distance.
While Chen Daji angrily scolded Emperor Mo for being a gangster, he took out several large buckets from the Dora A basket and distributed them to everyone who was stained with feces, and asked them to get water from the train to take a bath.
As a result, the originally dry Gobi desert instantly turned into a cheerful open-air bathhouse.
The reason why it is so "troublesome" is as we said before:
There will be no rain here at all, and any rain-calling spells are useless.
Because Chen was now a ghost and had no physical body at all, he kindly helped the young skinheads take a bath.
And, of course, there are baby fascists and bubble crabs.
Not to mention, the scene of a group of chubby boys taking a bath with their butts naked is still very endearing.
Especially when they help each other rub their bald heads, they will make a squeaking sound.
Chen was always restless, and after teasing the little chubby kids for a while, they spoke to Emperor Mo, who had a towel wrapped around his head.
"I said you're an immoral driver. Have you gotten rich recently?"
"Good guy, the shotgun has been replaced with a cannon, and the car has been replaced with a train?!"
Emperor Mo chuckled when he heard this, and while gesturing to someone Chen to rub his back, he opened his mouth to answer.
"How can I make a fortune? The old man assembled this train entirely by himself."
“The parts are all picked up!”
Chen sneered at the words and rubbed Emperor Mo's hands viciously a few times before speaking.
"If you don't brag, we can play together in the future!"
"Pick up parts and build a train? How can such a good thing happen? You can also bring us one next time!"
Emperor Mo, on the other hand, had a believe it or not attitude.
"I really picked it up...or did you throw it away?"
Chen was stunned: "What... what the hell? When did my family have train parts? Why didn't we even know about it?!"
When asked by Chen, Emperor Mo rarely showed a slightly embarrassed expression.
"Prime Minister, your family doesn't have a train, but it has a boat..."
"Ship?! Damn it!" Hearing this, the disaster suddenly realized.
"What the hell, last time Uncle Zhang hit two coffins with a boat, you old boy secretly picked up the parts all over the floor?!"
"I asked why Mr. Ba was lying on the ground looking for a long time. His crotch was so bald that he couldn't even find a single hair!"
"You are so wicked!!"
When Emperor Mo heard this, he was not ashamed but proud. He snatched the cigarette that was stuck between the teeth, put it into his mouth and started smoking beautifully.
"That is required!"
"When it comes to picking up things, the quickest hand will win or the slow hand will lose!"
Just when Emperor Mo was feeling proud, he didn't realize that the disaster had secretly replaced the bath towel with steel wool.
Then the screams sounded, and there was another burst of cursing and screaming...
When everyone finally finished washing up, Chang Huaiyuan came over holding the still unconscious kid.
"Senior Mo Emperor always shows up when there is no important matter. Is he here this time to help the poor Xuan clan beings?"
After being told by Chang Huaiyuan that he had hit the mark, Emperor Mo nodded and admitted with a hint of embarrassment.
"Hey, Mr. Long, you are partial, why do you have to point it out directly?"
"Old man, I originally wanted to take this opportunity to impress the Prime Minister again!"
Someone Chen: "..."
"Damn it, you old boy, tell me about the spell first!"
“Why is this one-time use!!”
As an ancient being, the red-headed snake is relatively simple and does not understand the dangers of the world where it is harmed.
After hearing this, he immediately brought the big red head over curiously.
"Major General, please forgive the little snake for being ignorant. Is there still a one-time use of the spell?"
"Yeah, that's right!" Chen was like a shrew who was eager to talk, shaking his head and reciting the spell again.
"Cheng Daddy, Cheng Daddy, please show up soon. I am your son, the bastard!"
After he finished reading, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows and said, "Look at this, red-faced brother, doesn't it work?!"
"There are no troops in the small town, right?!!"
The red-headed snake felt that his three views had been completely subverted: This, is this called a spell?
Are all spells so casual nowadays? !
It seems that there is some truth in the Major General's use of the Baba Thunder to blast the old man...
