Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 120 120: I was raped by a pig【Ask for a monthly ticket】

  Shen Tang gritted his teeth, and the back molars creaked.

  She has every reason to suspect that Qishan did it on purpose.

   Didn't remind her! !

  Thinking of those big cakes, green plums, maltose, and jars of wine...every piece, every grain, every grain, every jar, the efficiency is extremely slow and the mouth is dry.

  It’s like she worked hard to draw posters. She drew the same posters one after another. She was about to complete the task of Party A. Then someone asked her why she didn’t go to the printing shop to make a few copies—

  Gan, this TM can still be copied? ? ?

  Then what was she working hard for before? ? ?

  I can only swallow a mouthful of old blood and teeth.

but-

  Shen Tang took out a small notebook in his heart, and wrote down this account!

  She didn't deliberately hide her emotions, and Qishan naturally wouldn't miss the word "restraint" written on Shen Tang's face, and she couldn't help laughing.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

   This guy is definitely looking down on himself.

  She became more and more angry, and was about to win over Zhai Le, the "alliance", but saw that the latter was distracted, with a curious and puzzled expression, until she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes several times before she suddenly came back to her senses.

   "What is Xiaofang thinking? So focused?"

   "I'm thinking about that word spirit."

  Shen Tang's hairs were about to explode, and he strongly resisted: "Stop, stop, stop—I can't hear that sentence right now."

  Zhai Le: "Aren't you curious?"

  Shen Tang has a great desire to survive: "Curiosity killed the cat!"

"I'm very curious. How powerful is that sentence, that it can drain the literary energy of the Dan family in an instant, and even affect the literary heart? If I remember correctly, Brother Shen only read the first four words 'An De Guang Sha'" .Compared with the whole sentence, these four characters are not very important. If they can be activated successfully, what will they look like?"

  Shen Tang shook his head like a rattle.

   She is not curious at all, not at all!

  The four words that don't account for much have drained all the literary spirit, and after the whole sentence, she will have to lose several lives!

   Praying for goodness is somewhat guesswork.

   "Can't Mr. Zhai Xiaolang guess it even though he has rich experience?"

"There are tens of thousands of words, each of which is different, even those famous words of words dare not say that they can guess the function of unfamiliar words." Zhai Le smiled shyly, and said, "Only understand from the literal meaning , maybe it is a defensive military formation? For example, military defense is built with literary and military energy to resist incoming enemies?"

  Pray for goodness: "..."

   Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with such speculation.

   But Mr. Shen Xiaolang is not normal.

  It cannot be measured by common sense.

No matter how normal the words are in the hands of Mr. Shen Xiaolang, they become strange and weird, such as "Zhou Yuan's scorpion, Jin Tu is like a candy", such as "painting cakes to satisfy hunger", such as "Watching plums to quench thirst"... This sentence "And there are thousands of rooms in Guangsha" , to shelter the world's underprivileged people with joyful face"?

  Qishan is more inclined to really have houses rising!

  If this is the case, it is only natural to be exhausted—

   Tens of millions of mansions shelter the poor in the world, how heroic and magnificent!

  This house can’t be a shabby project, it must be a good house that has passed the highest acceptance standards and is “unmoved by the wind and rain”!

  Qi Shan felt that she could give Shen Tang some advice—

  Don't think about "tens of millions" and set a small goal first.

   How about "a small room"?

   There may be some chance of success.

  The three of them led two eye-catching black-faced men to the destination of this trip. Compared with the outside, this place is much more lively.

  Hearing the yelling and bargaining of the vendors in his ears, Shen Tang only felt that this scene was very absurd and funny, but he was also one of them. While distracted, Qi Shan had already chatted with a vendor. All he wants to buy are young and strong, the younger the better.

  The best age is between fifteen and twenty.

  The merchant's eyes lit up when he heard it.

  You need to know that men in this age group are the most valuable. They are young and powerful, and they can work in the fields when they buy them back. Their value is second only to women in their prime years. The quantity requested by the prayer is quite a lot. If the negotiation can be concluded, the goods pulled out this time can be sold smoothly.

   Men of this age are valuable, but they can still eat.

   The more days you raise, the more you will benefit from the "feed money" for a few days.

  He really wanted to be cruel, but if he was too hungry and his whole body was thin, he would not be able to sell it and smash it in his hands.

  Looking at the clean and decent attire of the three, the smile on the vendor's face deepened, and he warmly greeted the big customer aside, ready to use all his skills to kill a few more knives from Qishan's hands!

   Zhai Le will enjoy it, using his **** pig as a ponytail. Sitting on the pig's back, it walked back and forth slowly. Shen Tang was bored at the moment, and his literary spirit had not yet recovered, so he was lazy and had no energy, leaning against the pillar and yawning.

   As everyone knows, there are a pair of malicious eyes in the dark waiting for the opportunity to strike—it is the black-faced man with a saddle on his back, a rein around his neck, and a bag on his hips!

  Shen Tang yawned again, feeling sleepy.

  Zhai Le rode a pig and played: "Brother Shen, this is the 21st, I'm so sleepy, why don't you find a place to rest?"

  Shen Tang managed to pull himself together.

   "Count how many yawns I yawn, you are boring enough."

  Zhai Le said: "Because I have nothing to do..."

  He wanted to suggest to Shen Tang whether he should take a sip of wine to sober himself up. Considering that Mr. Qishan was not far away, if he was caught, he would be finished, so he could only dismiss this idea. As the drowsiness surged, Shen Tang's energy that had just been raised was gone again.

   Muttering: "I squinted for a while, Yuan Liang came and called me."

   Leaning against the pillar and squinting.

   And Black Mian Lang is also waiting for this opportunity.

Sudden-

   It violently raised its nose to push Shentang's calf!

  Shen Tang: "???"

  The sudden force caused her to lose her balance, and she fell to the ground, completely drowsy. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that **** pig making a beautiful extreme turn - this guy hugged her and left her with a round and upright pig butt.

  Hei Mian Lang seized the opportunity, and the four trotters burst out together.

   Prepare to rely on your stocky body to clear the way!

   Clash with gods when you meet gods, and kick Buddhas when you meet Buddhas!

The people on the path were scared out of their wits, and hurriedly dodged to the sides, for fear that they would be knocked away by the **** pig. Power can kill people!

   Zhai Le, who was teasing the pig, was taken aback.

  He was just about to condense his bow and arrows to shoot the pig to death to prevent the **** pig from hurting people. With a flick of his gaze, he found a person suddenly blocking the path of the **** pig, neither dodging nor dodging, nor dodging!

  A majestic posture ready to face the **** pig.

It was a black and strong man with an extremely burly figure. His long messy hair was randomly **** with straw. He was about the same height as Gong Shuwu, but his shoulders and back were wider, his arms were muscular, and his chest was bulging. It cannot be fully covered.

  He stood in front of the black pig, with the hem of his clothes tucked into his belt, his feet clinging to the ground, his center of gravity slightly lowered, his tight and thick calf, which was exposed outside the tattered trouser legs, tightened his muscles, ready to go!

   It's all in the blink of an eye.

  The black pig rushed up with an unstoppable posture!

  (end of this chapter)