Lin Chou twitched his fingers, and the big black shovel came to escort him in a hurry, and no one could get used to it.
Zhao Qingcang hummed twice,
"Little brat, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."
The blind old man laughed and cursed,
"I don't look serious. I can stay here for three days. I'm old, Xiaojiu'er. Go find a place for the old man to live, and then get out of here. I'll get annoyed when I see you."
Wen Chongjiu shook his sleeves,
"嗻!"
The chubby Wei Tianxing smiled at Lin Chou, turned to the tall and powerful black-faced man who only said "Huh?" from beginning to end and said,
"Did you see it? Are you relieved? Let's go?"
The group of people left just as quickly as they came, and in the blink of an eye only Zhao Qingcang and the blind old man were left.
This was not beyond Lin Chou's psychological expectations. The meeting of the tripartite giants that seemed so formal was not done in a hasty manner at the same pace - rushing around has simply become Mingguang's qualitative style.
Mo Hongniang, who was the last one to go out, put a card on the table in front of the door and pointed at Lao Zhao.
"Next time, if Ziyu comes to sue you for evading fares while eating, watch your skin carefully!"
Lao Zhao shrank his neck.
Mo Hongniang: "Humph~"
Lin Chou swallowed his saliva and imitated the tongue.
"Hey, Lao Zhao, watch your skin~"
Zhao Qingcang's anger surged to the sky and blood filled his pupils.
"roll!"
"Damn you little brat, believe it or not, I'm going to tear you alive right now and drink some wine?"
"presumptuous!"
"Have you peeed on and eaten the mashed fried potatoes with all the courtesy the ancestors gave you?"
Lin Chou chuckled and said,
"Hey, old guy, I still remember the tone in which you kept saying that you saved Mingguang and wanted to save the world. Look at you, hiss... you can tell yourself, your image... you are really not afraid of annoying the big guy. My eyes... Who do you expect to respect the old and love the young... It’s your turn..."
Zhao Qingcang took a deep breath,
"It seems that if I don't take action today, it's really not enough for the common people to be angry. Hahaha, little brat..."
Lin Chou swung the shovel and shouted loudly without fear,
"Go away! Hairball! Dead dog! Phew! Chicken Feather Summoning Technique, come out, Master Warlock, and make three yellow stews tonight!!"
Lin Chou's voice didn't matter, he heard a loud explosion from an unknown place in the back mountain, and the earth trembled and roared.
"Ouch~Ouch!"
Down the hillside, there was also a sound of shouts from people who seemed to have not woken up.
"Ouch~"
On the roof,
"Pfft~"
"boom!"
"Wow!"
"Ouch~ I brought money~ Linzi stop~"
Finally, Lin Chou squeezed a ball of furry stuff out of one of his pockets.
"Jigujigu?"
The corners of Zhao Qingcang's mouth were deformed and twitching, and his face was completely black.
"I...I fucking..."
Lao Zhao's whole body was swollen like a tiger, and the hair on his legs and big pants rustled with the vigorous energy.
"You think this is enough?"
Lin Chou said,
"No? Does the old lady next to Doudou know, which one you don't want the least, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty? Choose one first for psychological construction~"
Lao Zhao's mouth opened hugely,
"Lie... I'm... a... Ci'ao..."
The blind old man on the side could not stop laughing, trying hard to calm down the violent fluctuations in his face.
"Um...cough..."
After attracting the attention of the two people, he suddenly stared at Lin Chou with his empty eye sockets and said in a low and sinister voice,
"not enough."
Lin Chou: "..."
No, it won’t happen!
Isn't the old guy injured? Why don't you allow me to pretend to be cool even though you're injured?
The blind old man nodded, very, very seriously,
"did you know?"
Lin Chou was confused, what, what do I know?
"Do you know what will happen to those who underestimate Lao Zhao?"
Boss Lin swallowed his saliva wildly.
The old man suddenly smiled strangely...don't cross out this sentence...
The blind old man’s smile is enough to be called the contagious evil charm of a domineering female channel president.
"Anyone who underestimates him will eventually become his wife."
Zhao Qingcang: "..."
Lin Chou: "???"
The old man waited for a long time, and finally looked dejected.
"Oh, you guys, you don't know the slightest bit of humor, it's so boring. You should read more jokes. I have a lot of good ones hidden in Sikong's library in hidden places. I found them with rewards~"
Lin Chou + Zhao Qingcang: "..."
After the two of them looked at each other, they each calmed down and sat back in their chairs - this was such a fuss, and the remaining turbulence was extinguished by a splash of urine.
Only then did the warlock fall down from the roof.
"Um...um...good morning everyone!"
Zhao Qingcang secretly pushed the chair back and got closer to the blind old man, as if this could bring him a little warmth.
Lao Zhao greeted him very "kindly".
"Well...that...you were early...hehe...haha..."
Lin Chou was happy.
"Warlock, I want to hire you as a bricklayer, do you want a discount?"
The warlock uncle said doubtfully,
"As... a brick? The kind that doesn't require me to do anything?"
"right!"
The warlock answered without thinking,
"A pot of chicken in a crock pot, no matter what level you are at, when? Now? Do you want me to put the mount on?"
"Yeah, you can put it on."
Lin Moumou looked at Lao Zhao with ill intentions and said,
"But not now, next time, I will greet you then."
"That's fine~"
Lao Zhao was confused.
Hold the grass, what is this operation?
Is this really going to expose my face and tear it to pieces and stomp on shit like crazy?
The blind old man gave Lin Chou a thumbs up from behind to express his appreciation.
Lin Chou responded with a look of "acceptance, acceptance, acceptance", and then suddenly realized that the blind old man seemed to be unable to see.
The blind old man asked,
"Kid, when can you put down the snowman and have a drink with me?"
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Well... I'm afraid I won't be able to get down recently... The best case scenario is to wait until he has eaten enough..."
Zhao Qingcang said nonchalantly,
"Hey, let's hang on. The coastal defense line can be loosened for almost two days."
Lin Chou was actually a little confused.
"Isn't it just an extra iceberg that has such a big impact on the coastal defense line and the war situation of the Void Beast?"
The blind old man said,
"Not only is it big, at least the coastal defense line has an extra place to stand. There is a wonderful connection between the mist nightmare, the virtual beast, and the sea, blessing each other. Take the tiankeng as an example. The actual scope of the tiankeng, the water surface As long as it is still that big, it will never pose any threat to our Mingguang, but it will be a rare resource."
"Oh, that's how it is."
After a while, Lin Chou suddenly remembered the question he had forgotten before.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, who is the tall, dark-faced man who just left with the fat man? Why does he look so familiar? I've never seen him before?"
Lao Zhao said casually,
"Who said you haven't seen him before? Qin Zhizhen."
Lin Chou nodded,
"Oh, Qin Zhizhen~"
"..."
"What the hell, wait a minute? Who? Qin Zhicheng?!"
