Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo was okay, but he just smelled the smell on the front line. A few barbecued guys didn't avoid it, they took out the fish soup!

In other words, if Pharaoh just smelled the grandfather's Xiang, then these guys were sprayed on Xiang!

Suddenly, several screams rang out. The big guy who said he liked to eat canned catfish just now was the loudest, as if he was turned by his seventeen or eight big guys in turn: "Hey!"

Several people screamed and stood up and ran out. There were many people around, especially at the lake. They ran into the lake and hit people along the way. The fish soup inevitably contaminated these people.

A commotion broke out, screaming next to the bonfire, and the person who was occupied by the fish soup jumped into the lake while calling.

At first there were only a few big guys, and it quickly became a dozen people, and eventually dozens of people, ‘噗通’, ‘噗通’ group of people jumped into the lake.

Little Loli, who was playing with Xiaosi and others, blinked and asked, "What are they doing?"

"I don't know, do you learn toad jumping?"

"Oh, a toad, a mouth, two eyes and four legs, jumping all the way down the water. This is a Chinese nursery rhyme, who do you know?" Xiao Luoli said proudly.

The smell near the campfire was so strong that the breeze blew away and many people held their noses back.

Coupled with those who screamed and ran to the lake, Redi, who had just rested on the stage, saw this scene and exclaimed in amazement: "My God, did the tide of zombie erupt ?!"

"Zombies? Are there really any zombies? Where?"

"Is this New Year's celebration? How can there be zombies? Is there a cosplay session for New Year's celebration here?"

"The mayor here is Chinese. Did the Chinese celebrate New Year and Halloween together?"

"Fack, just shut up, don't you smell a disgusting smell?"

"It's really smelly! This is the smell of corpse! Definitely the smell of corpse, I smelled it when I handled the case!"

Cheers turned into exclamations, the crowd was a little riotous, and the stench was still permeating.

A Turu's voice reached Wang Bo's nose: "Well, the familiar flavor, someone must have opened the canned herring, let it go, let me see what's going on!"

Wang Bo ran out with a pinched nose and pointed to the campfire: "The canned herring is there, hurry up, go to the horse and find a way to deal with it for me!"

Aturu nodded: "Leave it to me, rest assured. Come, give me a piece of cake, and put some sour cream on it, this will deodorize, and these onions and potato chips, give me ..."

The canned fish was still fixed on the hook. Just now Pharaoh put it on the ground, so the fish and the fish soup inside did not spill out, but the fish soup sprayed out at the beginning caused this killing effect.

Afterwards, Pharaoh praised his calmness and ingenuity at that time. If he threw the cans away, the polluted area would be large ...

For lakes and beaches, this is compared with nuclear pollution!

In the shocked eyes of Pharaoh and a group of people, Dao Maori took a piece of cake and clamped the fish in the can into the cake. Then he ate it with a big mouthful.

Finally, he drank the canned soup.

Wang Bo took a breath and then he almost bent over and spit it out due to the bad smell. It's really not an exaggeration. This stuff is too smelly!

He had to wonder whether the can was filled with herring caught in May or June this year or a millennium fish dumpling on a horse? Is this stuff food or the source of the biochemical crisis? !!

Someone responded at this time and asked, "What was just grilled on the fire? Canned herring?"

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Ah, yes."

"Fack!" The man yelled, "Do you want to kill us? You can eat canned herring in the water, do you know? To reduce the odor!"

"Not only did you not open it in the water, you even blasted it on the fire with heat and pressure! My God, you are a terrorist attack!"

Wang Bo wanted to refute, but he didn't want to speak, or even breathe, it smelled so bad!

Aturu came over and said, "Not so serious, sir, isn't this stuff food? Are you too sensitive!"

"Yes, this is food. Food is used to eat. Do you think you don't need to be so motivated? I know that canned herring tastes special, but not so terrible," said a fat woman.

Wang Bo must apologize for his past behavior. The fat woman who helped him speak was Atulu's daughter-in-law, who had frightened others.

The man looked at Aturu Road: "I don't argue with you, you are a warrior! A man who dares to eat canned herring and drink soup is absolutely fearless in this world!"

Facing Wang Bo, he changed his mind and insisted: "The canned herring in fire was a terrorist attack! A canned herring in a supermarket in Sweden exploded naturally the previous year. Do you know how the fire brigade handled it? They evacuated the entire supermarket ! "

Others also came in solidarity with him: "Oh my god! This is canned herring!"

"Damn, it's the darkest ingredient in the world!"

"This is canned herring? Oh my gosh, I thought someone was grilling fire!"

"Catch this guy, he must be here to make trouble!"

"Shut up, this is a big wave ss in sunset town! I was inspired, I know how to deal with my **** neighbor, haha, he's going to be miserable!"

"I finally know the smell of canned herring. My Swedish friend is right. The taste of this stuff is more enjoyable than shit!"

The smell of canned herring is not only intense, but also particularly persistent.

Atulu dug a hole in the bottom of the lake and buried the canned bottle in it. This was considered dead, but there was still a stinky odor.

This lake beach was ruined, so a strange scene appeared at the celebration party. The center of the lakeside was empty, and there were people drinking and singing and dancing on the barbecue ...

"A ghost, a smell of shit, wanders around the lakeside of the sunset town. All forces at the New Year party, officials and townspeople, tourists and businesses, firefighters and police, have formed a sacred alliance to expel this ghost."

Hani said slowly with a glass of wine, and Mrs. Vanessa next to him laughed at him: "Don't say that, Mr. Hani, Officer Aturu is right, this is just food."

Wang Bo rinsed his mouth with lemonade, washed his face, and washed his hands. Then he sniffed his body and felt that there was still a bad smell: "Mad, why can't this smell go away?"

Eva grinned and said, "No, your clothes are no longer smelling. It is smelling in your nostrils. There is no way to wash it off."

(To be continued.)

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