Almighty Manor

When everyone was running around, the only person without a headless flies wandering in the same place and constantly yelling, apparently attracted the drunk hammerman's attention.

He staggered over and the official thought of running, but it was too late.

He had just turned around and wanted to run, and the hammerman pulled out a vine from his side and dropped it.

With a "shout", the vine smashed against him, scaring him to a halt.

Turning around and trying to run in the other direction, Hammer Manchurian lost another vine, which blocked him in the other direction.

The official shuddered in shock, suddenly thinking of something, lying on the glass of the police car, desperately beating, hoping that Zhuang Dad could help.

Father Zhuang raised his wrists to him and lightened the handcuffs on his wrists, which means that he is now handcuffed. I can't help it.

"@ ## ￥ #% ......!" The official shouted wildly, watching Zhuang just shook his head, quickly took the bill just now, affixed it to the glass, and nodded desperately while pointing the bill.

Father Chuang grinned, would I believe you?

The money didn't fall into my bag, tricked me, then gave me a handcuff?

You treat me stupid.

Chuang Da ’s worldview is actually quite traditional. He is very kind to his friends and has a high tolerance for relatives and family members, but it is a little different from my ethnicity. He treats people outside the state as various devils.

This guy with a big beard grinned a lot. He was not angry when he was called the Nutsman Devil, coupled with his temperament and the father of Zhuang, and the bonus of understanding ability, he became a good friend.

But Mr. Zhuang knew so many winemakers outside the state, and there was only a basic friend with a beard, and most of them couldn't get along.

Before Zhuang Dad's shot, it was entirely because the dead soldier was not far away from Zhuang, which inspired Zhuang's empathy.

On another day, if Zhuang Dad was watching the news, he would probably be like many people of his age, applauding while watching other people's bad luck.

Outside the car window, the official's face was almost squeezed on the glass, desperately adjusted what Zhuang was holding, and his nose and tears flowed down.

Suddenly, the official screamed, and was hammered by the hammer to grab the back of his neck.

"Suck ..." Hammer's Coolie seemed hungry, took the officer up, sniffed him, and sneezed for a few moments.

Damn, what perfume is on this body? Why is it so pungent?

He shook his head, but finally the appetite defeated the disapproval. The Hammerman grabbed the official's neck with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the official's arm with his mouth open.

The official desperately screamed and struggled, yelling in the mouth: "I pay, pay, we pay double, please beg your hand again, we pay double! Double!"

At this time, the officials should thank Mr. Zhuang's fascinating understanding ability to get his meaning, otherwise he would really be stabbed to the bone by the hammer man's labor.

"Hey!" Dad Zhuang lowered the window and screamed at the hammer.

Hammer turned his head drunk with drunk eyes, glanced at Zhuang's father, and saw something flying out.

With a bang, the thing exploded on his head, and the liquid splashed over his face.

The Hammer roared angrily, dropped the officer, and rushed towards the police car.

But he hadn't rushed for two steps, and suddenly took another nose, put out his tongue and licked his face.

To be honest, many of the wines in this winery have deteriorated due to poor storage, and they are not good at all.

The vines are aging, the brewing equipment is defective, and the inventory is deteriorated, so the owner of this winery, Leo, wants to find an injustice.

However, for the Hammers, this spoiled wine is already supremely agar. After all, they can't even drink the inferior wine of the exile era.

But the poorly preserved spoiled wines are far too different from the wine made by Dad Chuang, one heaven and one underground.

Hammer's Coolie just licked it and forgot his anger. He wiped his hands on his body, collected all the liquor from his body, put it in his mouth, and lay like a dog. On the ground, stretch your tongue and **** the liquid that fell on the ground.

When the ground was almost licked and even a lot of dirt was eaten, the hammerman began to lick the broken wine bottle again.

Licking, his body crooked, and he started to sleep again.

"This bottle of wine is 4,000 yuan. It's sloppy! It's a bad idea. The nephew reads the stuff. The tomb of Qu's, the ship's tomb is paralyzed, and the job is done. />

The officials trembled, got up, ran away with hands and feet, and did not know whether they had heard the sentence.

After a long time, I found that there was no movement for a long time. Some bold reporters came back to look at the situation. When they saw the hammer man who was holding the wine bottle fragments and screamed, he looked at the father who was sitting in the car calmly. I do n’t know. What to say.

What is Wineman? The brewer is a person who does not have that armor, and does not rely on fists, relying on a bottle of fine wine, can bring down the hammerman's labor!

Like batman, is batman the most important thing is his armor? Of course not, but his mind!

"Sir, can you interview me?" The reporter asked Dad Zhuang, and Dad Zhuang ignored him, and he slammed the hammer on the ground to cool down with Dad.

Others found it seemed okay and came back cautiously.

Of course, there are still people shouting and misrepresenting the facts, but most of them shut up.

Dad Zhuang and Beard sat in the back seat of the police car for a long time before someone came forward and opened the door of the back seat.

"Sir, please come with us." But he still did not remove the handcuffs on his hands, and his movements were rude.

Mr. Zhuang was transferred to another car. The people on the car didn't look like policemen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but apparently they were law enforcement officers, but they looked like a higher level.

At this moment, no one noticed that Wen Liuquan was riding a four-wing giant bird hovering high in the sky.

"The landlord, the old landlord was taken away by Lanxier. Am I going to rescue him?"

"No, my dad is pretending to do it! He wants to run long ago." Zhuang not far, "There are two girls to protect him personally, there will be no danger, just look at you by the side."

"Well, I must protect the old owner!" Wen Liuquan promised.

Lanxi Prefecture arrested Zhuang Dad again, but there was no way to take the Hammers, and a group of Lanxiers stared beside them. They did n’t know what to do with the Hammers.

Several officials didn't know what to say. A policeman shook his hands and held a chain near Hammer Man Coolie. He wanted to handcuff him. At this moment, Hammer Mantle murmured again and woke up. Over here, the drunken eyes met the police's eyes.

"Oh **** it!" The policeman scared to urinate his pants. "I'm on strike, I'm on strike!"