Diablo Destruction

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She took her eyes away from Linya, looked at it every day, every year, and was amazed at once. If she kept being amazed, her eyes would become a kaleidoscope.

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I turned around and looked at the destination. As I said before, it is a food street. Here I have to briefly talk about the city. In terms of setting, the location of my home is roughly equivalent to the fifth ring of the imperial capital. An alternative urban-rural junction between the metropolitan area and the high-tech zone.

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The high-tech zone, it sounds tall, it is actually a giant industrial park, and labor-intensive factories and enterprises account for the majority. The degree of automation can probably be ranked as a high-tech enterprise.

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Of course, you can't complain too hard, otherwise, you will be a little bit like eating meat, putting down your chopsticks and scolding your mother. After all, I am a small relocated household, a small nouveau riche, a small boss, and most of the sources of income also depend on here, no matter what. It is an instant noodle factory, a rental house, a restaurant, or even a paper mill with land dividends. Although the location is remote, it almost penetrates into the deep mountains and old forests, but it is still within the jurisdiction of the High-tech Zone.

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What, you ask me, how did I know these details in just one morning? Trade secrets belong.

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Looking back, let’s talk about the food street in front of you and the location of the instant noodle factory. One is in the northwest and the other is in the southwest. The only way to overcome this distance is the diagonal line. My heart is cold, no wonder I made the elementary school students marvel at the thought of "It's a whirlwind charging a tornado" all the way, and I had to ride for more than an hour.

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Look at the time, it's almost twelve o'clock, it's really time to discuss the issue of national security with the domineering young lady I've never met.

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"Which shop did I open?"

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Using the gimmick of amnesia, I didn't feel guilty at all when I asked. On the contrary, I was a little righteous, eh, don't care if it's right or not, only the miserable one is justified.

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At a glance, snacks, fast food, dumplings, foot bath, hot pot, barbecue, noodles, ear picking, dim sum, milk tea, ice cream, massage, snacks, desserts, braised skewers, shampoo, roast meat, fried chicken, burgers, buffet , Sauna, sushi, Western food, and private kitchen dishes, the eight major categories, except for the tire shop, anyone who can be called a good name can be found here, and a terrifying atmosphere of a civilian powerhouse is blowing.

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If you don't have any steaming skills, don't even think about making money on this street easily.

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"Well, don't you really have no impression at all?" Linya said, walking straight to the one closest to us.

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Three storefronts connected in series, more than 200 square meters, although not as good as Uncle Burger and Grandpa Fried Chicken, it can be considered a bit of style among small and beautiful restaurants. Looking up at the store name, there is a nearly ten-meter-long plaque on it. Those big characters with flying and phoenix dancing made me feel bad at that time.

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De - state - sand - county - ancient - law - absolutely - taste - grilled - fish!

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Surprised, where did the ultimate suture monster come from? !

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I really wanted to take off the plaque and chop it up for firewood, so I pointed to the name of the shop indignantly: "Who is this, who came up with this name? Don't say it's a person, even a dog doesn't want to enter."

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"It's you, Big Brother Wu."

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"Then there must be some misunderstanding." I instantly forgave myself.

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"Brother Wu really don't remember? Originally, I wanted to give it a simple name, called Dezhou Grilled Fish."

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"That's about the same." Although it's also a stitching monster, at least it's not that weird.

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"But the plaque was too big and too long. Brother Wu felt that it would not look good just to put four characters, so he racked his brains, and finally managed to collect these ten characters and fill the entire plaque."

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"To make up the number of characters, even the name of the store has to be watered. It's like an old grandmother's foot-binding cloth. It should be cut! Cut it!" I instantly felt that I couldn't easily forgive myself, and of course, the one who couldn't forgive was the screenwriter Gou. What kind of broken setting? Destroy my reputation!

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"It's been driving for several years, isn't it a bit too late to react now?" Linya looked at me with a funny look.

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"Didn't I lose my memory?" I feel that this sentence is enough to make it on my annual list. It's enough to come here. Forget it, everyone is stupid. I'm not lost, right?

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"Brother Wu, after losing his memory, has his aesthetics finally normalized?"

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"That's necessary." I nodded in agreement, but then I felt something was wrong. Why does this sound like a curse?

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Forget it, forget it, take it all, right, right!

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When I opened the glass door, an excessive amount of cold air hit me, causing me to shiver and frown. What about a waste of electricity, without money? They all set the temperature to 26 degrees for me, to be environmentally friendly and to develop in the long run.

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When I looked into the store, I felt a subtle heat wave on my trembling body just a moment ago.

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It's not to say how lively the store is, it's full of people, and there's a long queue behind it. It's a food street, it's noon, it's not, it's possible to arrive on weekends.

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There are dozens of tables, and there are not too many or not too many customers. Just looking at it, I feel that the store should not be able to lose money.

It's not the heat in the kitchen. The two areas are well isolated. Otherwise, my heart will bleed again. I turn on the air conditioner and start the stove. You guys are killing me.

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The source of the heat wave that makes people feel the heat wave as soon as they come in is actually the waiter who shuttles back and forth at the table.

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If it’s all a group of lovely girls, maid outfits, bunny girls, big breasts, thin waists and long legs, people will get angry at a glance, then it’s okay, I have to praise myself, I’m a good person Business Guy Paper.

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What's going on with this group of flat-headed strong men?

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The uniform, thin, short-lined yellow uniforms with Texas grilled fish printed on them can't hide their six-pack abs, golden inverted triangle pectoral muscles, and biceps thicker than normal thighs. They are obviously waiters, but they are wearing bright stirrups. His black leather shoes made a rattling noise when he walked, and the sound of his steps was subtle and uniform, like a soldier who had been trained for many years.

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If you don't look at the sign outside, just go in with your head covered, and at a glance, the first impression those strong men give to people will be - shouldn't this be a gym hidden in the food street?

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This is probably the psychological source of that subtle heat wave, full of big men, but that's it.

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Looking at it a few more times, I can feel the special temperament from those strong men, and the second feeling will come up again.

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Could this be some kind of strange society? !

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The former demands money, the latter demands death.

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Common sense says that whether it is the first feeling or the second feeling afterward, it will make people daunting, just have a meal, not to, really not to risk their lives.

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So the foot that stepped in began to shrink back, and the fearful gaze began to withdraw. When it was thrown from the cashier, it was as if it had been immobilized, and the gaze could not be moved.

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Which picture scroll is this beauty from?

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The most eye-catching is the dazzling purple hair, which is beautifully luster, smooth and silky, and can't find a little bit of variegation. Feeling distressed, I wish I could lick the table clean, so as not to stain my hair.

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Hip-length hair is rare, but if you look closely, there are even two dumplings on the back of the head. The hair color of a foreigner, matched with the hairstyle of the Chinese dynasty, should be very inconsistent. It falls on the girl, but it seems to complement each other. , it should be like this by nature, and it is a perfect blend of Eastern and Western beauty.

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Under the purple hair, the girl propped her face sideways, looked towards the kitchen, and when she looked at the door, she could only see most of the back of her head and the outline of her side face.

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Even the lines of this outline are amazing enough, just like the dazzling purple hair, the most intuitive way to highlight the deep and three-dimensional publicity and wildness of the West. After a few more glances, you can still feel the softness and elegance of the East. , exudes a unique beauty of opposites and unity of temperament, and a particularly strong, irrespective of skin color and race, which can be seen at a glance, making people unattainable.

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In a word, whether it is the East or the West, the North or the South, girls will be amazed by the beauty that transcends all aesthetic cognitive barriers.

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Such a unique and noble girl should not have appeared in such a small restaurant, but she appeared, creating a dreamy atmosphere like a fairy tale for the small restaurant, so the small restaurant has customers, even those strong men The chest muscles, abdominal muscles, biceps, and biceps are constantly swaying in front of the eyes, but they still cannot be stopped, like moths to a flame.

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I silently retracted the foot I stepped in, and the glass door that was opened was also gently, gently, trying to close it as if nothing had happened.

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However, it was already too late, obviously there was no movement, but the girl had a dog's nose, smelled a familiar scent, turned around suddenly, and met my eyes that were trying to run away, and the atmosphere became awkward at that time. .

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Nope~www.readwn.com~ I am the boss, I have a guilty conscience and run away.

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Thinking of this, I mustered up some courage again, but I found that the brawny men with the flat head were also looking at them one by one, as if they were staring at the enemy who killed my father, I was discouraged and squeezed out a smile.

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"I'm here to borrow a toilet and poop. Suddenly, I don't want to **** anymore. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

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With a weak smile, I slammed the glass door and pulled Linya. Although I didn't know why I was running, it was the right thing to run.

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"Where to run!"

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At the moment when I closed the door, the purple-haired girl behind the cash register broke her quiet and elegant temperament with a stunned move. I saw her slap the table and jump directly from the cash register. When she came out, her slender thighs and her vigorous posture made her as fast as a cheetah, chasing her to the door in an instant.

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It makes people feel a little regretful, a beautiful peerless girl, but unfortunately she has a mouth.

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If I hadn't pulled Linya, an unsteady fuel oil bottle, I would have been walking on the Pacific Ocean by now. Unfortunately, there is no if in this world, so I was finally stopped by the purple-haired beautiful girl in the street.

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"Wait!" I preemptively stopped her from speaking and pointed to the store.

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"Let's go ahead and talk about it."

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Shame, I can only throw it in there, doesn't my savior want to be polite?

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