Nanxiong, the disaster of beating the enemy

The time returned to 10 minutes ago.

Mi Ji holds a lot of checklists and plans to go to the material market first.

He has been looking forward to this for a long time, and has even done a lot of research on gambling stones.

The general stone betting is jadeite and the like, but some materials are betting on rough stones. This kind of minerals are rare and expensive. If you are really in a hurry, it is actually faster to go to the auction house, and there is no shortage of this for beating enemies. money.

But Mi Ji just wanted to see his luck, and by the way, wanted to try the thrill of being the hero of Shuangwen.

[Kusuo Ameng, help me cheat when I gamble on stones. 】

[I also want to have cheats. 】

【don't want. ] I refused with a blank face.

When Miji's telepathy pestered me to help, Amano Yuki said: "The material market? This is a tourist town. The main feature is to visit your home. There is no material market."

"Eh? But I made materials." Mi Ji said, "Every place has a place to privately trade treasured materials."

"Please, the whole mountain belongs to you," Amano Yuki said, "Who dares to open the mountain where you beat up the enemy and secretly resell the ore."

This is true.

Hearing this, Mi Ji was very heartbroken, and stood there dazed, Shiba took away the list in his hand, looked at it twice and said, "Give this list to Wutong, and let him buy it for you."

Mi Ji opened his eyes wide, a little surprised, and asked me quietly.

[Has Dad entered menopause?It's so easy to talk. 】

Shouldn't menopause be more irritable in general, and isn't that a good thing?

[Hello to you, isn't it good? 】

It's really hard to serve.

[It always feels weird. ] Mi Ji said, 【It can't be that Dad didn't plan to throw me to the Sky Arena but went to Meteor Street. 】

【Grandmother may not take me in!!】

[I don't want to pick up trash and live. ] Mi Ji shouted in his heart.

He doesn't have to pick up trash on Meteor Street, he can completely restore his mother's practice and become a tyrant on Meteor Street.

Or simply go to the hero of infrastructure construction and lead Meteor Street to make a fortune.

[You can become the hero of Meteor Street. ] I said this to Mi Ji.

[Then can you be my Goldfinger grandfather? ] Mi Ji asked with staring eyes.

Please pardon me.

I poked Shiba and asked him to take on the responsibility of the lord of the gods and explain it carefully.

I'm tired, I probably really have to beat up the enemy's old uncle.

Shiba added: "It's a birthday present."

Mi Chi immediately put his mind at ease.

[I just said that my father would not give me a billion for no reason. 】

wait?You said these pieces of paper are worth a billion?

How much coffee jelly can I buy?My brain was suddenly surrounded by coffee jelly.

In other words, it’s not too much for me to ask for a billion, right?

It is also Dad's responsibility to carry water at this time.

I patted Shiba.

【... The purpose of buying materials is for research. Are you eating so much coffee jelly to become a fat ball that beats the enemy? 】

You can't say that, I have three stomachs, and I don't have one for ordinary meals, desserts, and coffee jelly.

And I'm not fat, I've been very weird since I was born, both height and weight are the average value of the Republic of Batokia.

But Xiba is still unwilling, forget it, anyway, even if I have no money, I can still be a golden trousers, today is mainly for the purpose of identifying the door later.

The small town at the foot of Kukulu Mountain is called Kukulu Town. It is already 06:30, and all the street lights are on. There are people coming and going on the street, and they all plan to go on a sightseeing tour tomorrow. tourists.

All kinds of souvenirs placed on both sides of the street, such as "Kurululu Mountain Mantou" and "Gate of the Underworld" miniature figures, not to mention that they are quite realistic, and the details on them are well done. Perfect.

There are also people who buy tour guides in private. It is obvious that the location of the tourist attractions that are open to our family is only the "Gate of the Underworld", but they can actually gather these contents into a 8-page travel guide. The price is as high as [-] thousand ring nuns.

This kind of IQ tax is still sold in short supply. Could it be that someone really wants to find out the secret of our beating the enemy.

But in the whole town, there are at least ten members of our family hidden, and only ten people can roughly control the direction of the town.

Kukulu Mountain was originally the private property of the beating enemy. It is said that it used to be a no-man's land with a radius of a hundred miles where no one dared to enter except for beating the enemy.

Afterwards, a great war broke out, and no one dared to bring the army here except for beating the enemy. Some ordinary people who were driven by the flames of war boldly built their homes at the foot of Kukulu Mountain.

Since ancient times, we have not been interested in people without a list, and our ancestors followed them. Gradually, it evolved into a village, and later attracted a lot of people to become a town.

Everyone has been farming for a living. After all, the ownership of Kukulu Mountain is beating the enemy. Everything on the mountain is not allowed to pick and mine without permission, but with the development of the economy, it will not work.

In the past few decades, a smart townsman in the town went to Kukulu Mountain, and then he reached an agreement with the beating enemy, and transformed into a tourist town. Almost all the villagers set up homestays at home, and they wanted all kinds of special snacks. Add the words "beat the enemy", and then the sales will skyrocket.

Of course, there is a large licensing fee behind each name, like our family is a guy who doesn't even care about horror novels based on himself, and doesn't care about these.

It’s just that someone sells “stir-fried dog hair of the dog in the underworld”, isn’t it just a plate of stir-fried bean sprouts, and the price is soaring, our tourist attractions will not still be on the black list of scammers.

By the way, with this kind of name, don't you feel like you have eaten a mouthful of Sanmao's dog hair?

If there are infringements, there are lawyers who are doing the work. Therefore, we don’t kill people as a way to deal with trivial matters like beating the enemy. It is really a typical example of making money together.

Seeing that Shiba is very familiar in the town, everyone can say hello when they see Shiba, and call "Uncle Maca, are you here to play again?"

It can be seen that Shiba also often goes down the mountain to play without doing his job, and he doesn't take his children with him every time, which is really too much.

Selfish adults.

Probably seeing what was going on in my heart, Shiba replied to me.

[Adults also have adult forms of relaxation. 】

"There's a delicious dessert shop here."

Gambling my mouth with this topic?

Ya Li Ya Li, well, I admit, it is indeed effective.

We planned to find the delicious dessert shop that Shiba said, but when we got to the door, we found that they were holding an event.

Although I had heard the sound of singing a long time ago, I never thought that it was actually a dessert shop.

The dessert shop's activity is not a big appetite, but a singing competition. It is really cross-border and too powerful.

"Why isn't it the Big Stomach King event?" Mi Ji asked next to him, "It's so strange."

"Otherwise, if the game is played with our family's appetite, it is guaranteed to be No.1."

Then you are bullying the store too much, and that's not the case with wool.

"You kid looks very small, but you are quite angry." A man next to him said when he heard Mi Ji's words, "There will be no one in Kukulu Town who will hold the activities of the big stomach king."

"In the past, there was a person named 'Maca', who would suddenly appear every time there was a Big Eater event," the man stroked his beard and fell into the memory, "One person swept the 'Hamburger' pizza ''Ramen'' and 'Dessert' swept all the big eater competitions in Kukulu Town."

"And he also eats too much, one of them has eaten the food of dozens of people, and the face of the merchant is green." Speaking of this, the man laughed loudly, "You didn't see that, don't mention how miserable it is. "

"In the end, in order to prevent the 'Gluttony Maca' from coming back, people in the catering industry have signed a statement that they will never hold any big eater competitions."

"Maca has also become the legendary 'Big Eater Terminator', the man behind every restaurant that has been eaten down."

Maca.

The name is all too familiar.

When Shiba came in, everyone would greet Shiba, and the name he said was "Maka".

Mi Chi, Yuxue Amano, and I all involuntarily looked at Shiba next to him. At some point, he actually put on his sunglasses.

Hey, hey, isn't this just deception?

Speaking of this large muscle group, is it true that no one can recognize the man behind the overwhelmed restaurant from the muscles, the big eater terminator "Maca"?

【Original father is such a person. 】

The ridiculous worldview is crumbling.

There was a small opening in the originally tall stone statue of Xiba, and then a flag was stretched out, which read "Large Wool Roller".

[I don't know why you have your one billion materials. 】

I originally wanted to salvage Sheba's image.

But it backfired.

[Are we beating the enemy going out of business? 】

Forget it, I'm too lazy to care.

A table was set up opposite the dessert shop, with professional music equipment beside it, and there were no professional judges. Every passer-by listener had two brands, one (√) and the other (X).

Using the mode of a group arena, two people sing one after another. After singing, they hold a sign under the command of the host. The person who gets the most (√) advances, and then the next person continues.

I don't worry about someone making votes. The people in Kukulu Town are very simple, and no one will cheat at all. It's even hard to hear that if it sounds like a vote, they will definitely be smashed in the face by the crowd.

This can be regarded as a repertoire. There are two small trucks next to the dessert shop. The trucks are full of stale tomatoes and stinky eggs, all prepared for this.

"Is Kusuo planning to participate?" Shiba urged me.

It's fine for him to be the killer of the big eater behind the restaurant that was eaten up, but now he still has his idea on me?

It is impossible for my son to inherit his father's business.

"Can such a small child sing?" said an eleven or twelve-year-old girl next to her.

She took the windmill and turned around in front of me. Seeing that I didn't respond, she said, "Don't you like this? It's a very mature baby."

"However, in addition to a free monthly card for one month, the winner of this competition also has a special super-large coffee jelly." The girl held her hand and tiptoed to gesture, and unexpectedly there was a coffee jelly about 1.6 meters high.

!!!

Isn’t this the coffee jelly bed of my dreams?

It's also the same height as the 1.6-meter-tall Mafia nicknamed the Hat Rack in "The Undeserved Detective".

"The ingredients are very good. Even the coffee comes from the best coffee beans in the world, and the cream on top is Sandi'an's hand-whipped cream." The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "I went to see it secretly, look Go up and eat it."

!!!

"Should be better than Kay Flying Coffee Jelly."

Kai Feiguo is the 50 coffee jelly.

In this case, I must not miss this, and I set my sights on Shiba.

Xiba maintained his ruthless attitude of not recognizing anyone when he was wearing sunglasses, and said, "I won't go to the stage to sing."

I put my eyes on Mi Ji next to me again, and Mi Ji took a step back and said, "I'm tone deaf."

To lie to children, Mi Ji was the lead vocalist of the song "The Happy Family That Beat the Enemy" back then. Singing is definitely acceptable, but I just don't want to go on stage and sing.

I announce that Kusuo Ameng has blocked the joke.

Amano Yuxue took a step forward, "Why don't I come."

【Hmph, after getting the coffee jelly, ask Kusuo to beg me. 】

Is this intentional for me to hear?

Don't think about it, Yuxue Amano has nothing to do with himself.

When he locked himself in the room with the outbreak of acne, in addition to the orangutan beating his chest, he also sang the lyrics of "Little Cabbage, Dilihuang, six or seven years old, with acne".

The level of singing is like the howling of a devil. He sings like the whining sound of a strong wind at night. To say that he is out of tune is a compliment to him, which is simply a disaster from hell.

Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but coffee jelly is the only thing I won't hand over to anyone.

When the host said, "Who else wants to challenge", I asked Mi Ji to raise his hand.

Then I pushed my pram onto the stage in full view.

"Is my opponent just such a little baby?" The man who sang ten songs in a row shook his biceps.

So, why do you want to do this?

What does singing have to do with biceps?Didn't he still sing with his mouth?

The people in the audience also burst into laughter, still muttering loudly, "We won't score randomly just because of our age!"

That's what they don't know.

I am Shirayuki Kusuo singer.

When I hummed a song one time, I provoked a large group of birds to sing in chorus at the window door. Some birds even thought that the birds could not sing as well as humans and planned to commit suicide by crashing into the window. This is true on the surface, but in fact the thought in my heart is Wanted to smash a window to give me a bird hug.

Terrible, bird fans.

And after the mice were actually attracted by my singing, I never sang again.

I didn't expect to speak again.

I took the microphone and sang.

"The notorious beater~"

It's not that I want to slap us in the face, but so far I only know two songs, one is "The Happy Family of Dadike", this song is hidden by Dadike, and no one else knows , the only thing left is "The Notorious Puncher".

It doesn't matter, notorious is not a derogatory term for us, it can also make money.

When I opened my mouth, everyone was quiet, and I could only hear the pounding heartbeat echoing my melody, ups and downs.

After singing, the bicep-shaking brawny man across from me knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

Not only him, but the signs in the hands of other spectators crackled and fell down.

Everyone raised their hands and shouted frantically, "One more song!" "It's okay if you don't say a word!"

The crowd was surging, coming from all directions, wanting to set up a stage for me with a mountain of people.

The whole town went crazy because of one of my songs.