The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Just when Li Cang was extremely disappointed, a strange and long voice suddenly came from the surroundings-

"Is it the New Year today, Timi?"

"There is no such good thing during the New Year."

"This fucking has an active skill."

It should be said, this voice has a familiar and strange feeling.

Wait

Isn't this what I said before!

So this pancake-like thing on the ground is actually an alienated vinyl record? It seems absurd at first glance, but it is not unacceptable after thinking about it. The battlefield atmosphere group is one of the important components of the complex team under Teacher Cang, and the professional level of the ghost bride is particularly outstanding. The high mountain stream is too high to be appreciated.

"Teacher Cang, be careful!"

"Fuck, lie down!"

Li Cang only felt an irresistible force hitting his lower back from the side and back, from the spine to the ribs, from the back to the chest, as if a crackling lightning directly penetrated his entire body, numb, intense, and painful.

A mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth, and there was second-hand food, gastric juice, part of the stomach wall fragments and other strange things in the blood.

After three consecutive critical hits, Li Cang fell like a piece of rag, not only his mouth, but also his eyes, ears, nose and pores all over his body were spurting out blood mist, which looked very scary.

But soon, this guy jumped up alive.

"What's going on?"

The strange voice appeared again: "I feel a little disgusting. Damn, me too. Do you feel it?"

It was even connected. It didn't seem like a show that could be watched without paying.

Li Cang finally saw what attacked him. Twelve thin, fluctuating force fields stood on the edge of the black fog, a bit like a transparent and curved glass curtain wall. When the "voice" sounded, three long waves similar to the light and shadow effects of the jump point twisted the surrounding space and stimulated on the curtain wall, "whipping" towards Li Cang, like a transparent long whip with no shape.

After these light and shadow effects "penetrated" Li Cang, they would bounce back and forth between the relative force fields, which was very interesting.

"What the hell, a sonic attack?"

"Hiss, it turns out this lady is really something!"

"The show you want to see is over, get it!"

The next second, the big magic wand was like a not very flexible mechanical tentacle, forcibly climbing on the elegant lady's curvy body, tied it up for a circle and a half, and then lifted it off the ground easily, simply and crudely.

The elegant lady, who had nowhere to get support, was very angry. She struggled desperately and tried desperately to break the bone structure that was doing dirty things in the name of the big magic wand. As it struggled, more white particle light mist surged into the bone structure of the big magic wand like a tide. Not only did the binding not loosen at all, but it was even more secure and tighter.

In short, the whole scene was quite weird. I always felt that there were countless slots to play with, but I had no clue.

Lao Wang: "Teacher Cang, tell me the truth, this trick was not thought up by you two in bed? As a man, what's wrong with being a little perverted? It's human ethics, not shameful!"

Teacher Cang:?

Tai Xiaoyi:? ?

Li Lace:? ? ?

Even with such unethical behavior, it took a lot of effort to carry the elegant lady into the mill. Li Cang, with sweat on his forehead, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Open a single room for it, prepare some food and simmer it first. Ahem. Feed it!"

His eyes were kind and full of love.

Several people are basically accustomed to Mr. Cang's abundant fatherly love and kindness. Lao Wang, who had just been beaten up, even had the leisure to try to fight for the blessing of a worker for himself: "Teacher Cang, you see, this is the case. This broken loop line is so big. I don't know how many days it will take for us to get out. Shouldn't we arrange the three meals a day, midnight snacks, morning tea, etc. reasonably, as well as sleep time, bathing, massage and skin care?"

Mr. Lu Xun once said: Even the coldest and most ruthless man has a warm rectum——

Pah!

Mr. Lu Xun once said: No matter how warm and considerate a man is, he is essentially a straight man, but even a steel straight man still deserves a delicate heart.

So Lao Wang never treats himself badly when enjoying this. He is rough when he should be rough, and never vague when he should be delicate.

In view of the painful lessons of the last similar situation, Lao Wang believes that it is necessary to choose an appropriate time to stick to the bottom line. I am a living person, okay? Even the donkey in the production team may not have suffered this from me!

Li Cang was in a good mood: "Yeah."

It is true that high-intensity, sustainable desperate laning can stimulate people's potential, but it is not the way advocated by Rao Qifang and Li Lasi. It is to force the growth of seedlings and dig graves. Only by relaxing and tightening can there be progress.

"Yeah? Just yeah? What do you mean by yeah?"

"I'll send out some lackeys and the Mountain." Li Cang said: "Maintain 12 to 14 hours of combat time every day, no less, to control costs."

"Fuck, really??"

Old Wang thought to himself when did this Diao Mao become so easy to talk to? In the past, he always adhered to the principle of using people to death if they can't die. Capitalists also have moments of conscience?

No, no, this is not right

Let's say, is there such a possibility that my surplus value is actually not much, so that Teacher Cang is too lazy to exploit?

Just as Lao Wang was thinking wildly, another piece of debris that covered the sky and sun was bombarded on Li Cangkong Island. Lao Wang was shaken and jumped more than two meters high, and two streams of blood came out of his ears: "Said Oh, this thing is much more exciting than the first time I went on a yacht and drifted against a four-and-a-half-meter wave."

What came out this time was not a giant-armed girl or a macho man, but a strange beast that looked like a snapping turtle with red nostrils and fire.

"Tsk, the ecology of this place is really messy."

The red armored turtle, which is more than four meters long, has ferocious spines and weighs tons, is obviously not as simple and honest as its heavy carapace, but more violent than the color of its body. As soon as it comes out, it immediately launches indiscriminate attacks against any surrounding units. .

Red flames mixed with a small amount of liquid lava spurted out from their mouths and noses, and the empty island instantly turned into a sea of ​​​​fire. The surrounding Second Sons of the Bloodline and the zombies who air raided the island were brutally poisoned. The zombies were not as polite as the Second Sons of the Bloodline. And orderly, after receiving an even more unbearable attack, he immediately gave up the confrontation with the servant of fate and the second son of the blood, and turned around to kill the red armored turtle.

There were only four people on the island, so the human flavor was sparse, and the living meat under the thick turtle shell smelled much sweeter and more delicious than the meat on the zombie companions or the second son of the bloodline, so the zombies had nothing to hesitate about.