Occupational challenge: Let you challenge, not let you die!

Chapter 111 Interception!

As soon as Su Chen opened his mouth, the live broadcast room was all swiped up.

"Hahaha! Is Brother Su trying to play tricks?"

"A brother Su came to buy melons, what about the aliens, you brothers?"

"Why does the owner of the melon stall look familiar? Isn't this the owner of the miscellaneous goods from last night?"

The burly and fierce-looking owner of the melon stall said in a low voice, "Two... two... yuan... one... a catty!"

"Hahaha! Matched!"

"It's amazing! Brother Su's words are still right. I have a hunch that there will be new materials in the ghost and animal section of station B!"

""Su Ge Buys Melons""

Su Chen weighed the melon twice and smiled slightly: "Come one."

"it is good!"

The owner of the melon stall took the watermelon and weighed it on the scale: "Give it 16!"

Su Chen took the melon, turned her head and said, "Give me the money!"

Huang Gouya's face changed, and he touched his pocket, but found nothing.

He never gave money for eating on this street.

Zhong Haishi slapped his head, took out 16 from his pocket and gave it to the boss.

The owner of the melon stall smiled and said to Zhong Haishi: "You...you...you came here..."

Zhong Haishi also recognized that this was the owner of Niuza, with surprise on his face.

"Yo! You still sell melons during the day!"

The boss nodded with a smile.

"Niu... Niu Miscellaneous..." the boss stammered.

Zhong Haishi was pleasantly surprised: "I will come at night, definitely!"

The boss smiled even more happily.

Su Chen handed the melon to Huang Gouya and continued to patrol the street.

This street belongs to him.

Small merchants passing by, seeing Su Chen approaching, all carried a plastic bag and sent it to Su Chen with a smile.

All kinds of fruits and cooked food are available.

Just when Huang Gouya was about to pick it up, Su Chen interrupted him: "Remember, don't take a stitch from the common people."

"Understand?"

Seeing Su Chen's serious and serious face, Huang Gouya trembled.

The new boss is a bit weird...

Why are these words so awkward?
Zhong Haishi behind Su Chen's face suddenly became weird.

In the live broadcast room, they even laughed like crazy.

"Damn it! Don't you take a stitch from the masses?"

"This shit is too red!"

"Brother Su, I didn't expect you to be like this?"

"Damn it, Brother Su doesn't seem to be joking!"

"This is just an excuse. Brother Su's challenge is to restrain himself as an inspector. This is just a small excuse for Brother Su!"

【Analyst Emperor】: "Don't look at Brother Su in a normal way, maybe there is Brother Su's true meaning in it!"

[Analyst Emperor presents live room 9527 super big rocket*1]

As soon as the analysis emperor fired a rocket, countless female fans had an epiphany.

"That's right! Brother Su must have his own deep meaning in doing this, and only you low-spirited men think so!"

"My Brother Su is red! My thinking is strong!"

"It's not your turn to talk about me, Brother Su!"

"Damn it, you guys are trying to differentiate between men and women, aren't you?"

"The tone is wrong, look at me: you're f*cking male and female, aren't you?"

Time flies by.

It took Su Chen about an hour to visit the entire Qingmao District.

When I got back to the red tent, I heard the cries of warblers from upstairs.

Su Chen frowned slightly.

Huang Gouya understood instantly, he bent over and said, "Brother Su, the boy has a property nearby, please be quiet."

"Lead the way!" Zhong Haishi understood Su Chen's thoughts and said directly.

Huang Gouya looked at Zhong Haishi in surprise, his eyes were a little weird.

Both of us are Brother Su's licking dogs, why do you still feel superior?

Seeing Huang Gouya's eyes, Zhong Haishi coughed lightly: "I am Brother Su's white paper fan!"

Hearing this, Huang Gouya's expression suddenly became richer.

Invisibly, he had some faint respect for Zhong Haishi.

Su Chen and Zhong Haishi temporarily lived in Huanggouya's courtyard.

The night fell, and the white clouds dimmed.

Tangkou not far from Chiang Mao District.

A black car stopped in front of the hall.

A bodyguard in black got off the passenger seat, strode to the rear door, and opened it.

A white-haired old man walked out with a pair of sharp eyes.

He was wearing a white suit, and he was holding a top hat in his rough right hand.

After getting out of the car, he slowly put the top hat on his head, covering the white flower.

Mo Chongshan had been waiting at the hall entrance for a long time.

Seeing the old man getting off the car, he stepped forward respectfully and said, "Brother Wu!"

"Yes." The old man said solemnly: "Is the cake prepared for Xiaoran ready?"

"It's done!" Behind Mo Chongshan, a boy named Sijiu came up, holding a big gift box in his hand, which was very beautifully packaged.

Sijiuzi handed the cake to Mo Chongshan, and Mo Chongshan was carrying the cake.

"Brother Wu, the craftsmanship of this cake is definitely ranked among the top three in the entire Xiangcheng."

"It's just a little small..."

Wu Qianshan shook his head and said, "Why do you want to be so big, but you just came back from abroad, and you don't have any friends..."

"Yes!" Mo Chongshan nodded, his shiny head seemed to be shining.

The black-clothed bodyguard beside Wu Qianshan stepped forward, trying to take the cake from Mo Chongshan's hand.

Wu Qianshan raised a hand.

"Old Mo, you're here too. Of course you've seen her growing up since you were a child. She's finally come back from abroad to celebrate her birthday. If you don't come, what will she think?"

Hearing what Wu Qianshan said, Mo Chongshan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Brother Wu, after spending so many years abroad..."

"I'm just a broken sandal..."

"Don't be heavy!" Wu Qianshan suddenly accentuated his tone.

Mo Chongshan immediately stopped, lowered his head, and moved his lips a few times: "Master...Master..."

He was originally a servant of the Wu family. When the Wu family was destroyed, he rescued Wu Qianshan, so he was given the word: Shan.

Same as Wu Qianshan's last word, this is treating him as a brother.

Seeing Mo Chongshan bow his head, Wu Qianshan said in a deep voice, "Old Mo, you are my brother, don't say such things in the future..."

"Yes!" Mo Chongshan's eyes turned red, and there was a hint of sob in his tone.

"boarding!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Qianshan leaned down and got into the car, and Mo Chongshan sat in the back with the cake in his hand.

The headlights of the black car turned on twice, a beam of yellow light shone on the ground, the engine started, and it slowly left in the distance.

On a certain tall building, a person put down the binoculars in his hand and grinned grimly: "That old lunatic Wu Qianshan has finally moved!"

"start to act!"

"Tonight, I want Wu Qianshan to die here!"

In an instant, the other four or nine boys upstairs all clenched the knives in their hands.

Downstairs, in another black car, Zhao Rulong lit a cigarette and put his hand on a black silk thigh.

Another female Hongguan in Xiaodao Club was staring at Zhao Rulong with a pair of charming eyes.

In front of the car sat the blind, cropped man.

All the male viewers in his live broadcast room shed tears of envy.

(End of this chapter)