Chapter 1810

"You bastards run faster and wait for the northwest wind in the back."

Zhang Feng shouted behind him, then looked at Chumo and gasped: "iron cow, I'm a little out of line. Run quickly and find the place where the hot-air balloon landed. Wait a minute. I'll let you go to heaven first."

"Really?"

Chumo's face flushed like chicken blood.

"Of course it's true. Will I lie to you?"

Zhang Feng stood on his neck with sonorous words.

But Chumo's words are different, because he remembers that his father once said the same thing: will I lie to you?

Later, he not only lied to him, but also got a terrible shock.

But... Feng Zi should not be such a person.

"Well, look at mine."

Chumo touches his head, tries to pose as handsome as he thinks, and rushes out with an arrow.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped, stood in place, gasped, took out a cigarette from his waist, took out a fire fold to light it, and slowly smoked it.

At this time, Ma Zhou, Du Gou and others also rushed over. When these guys saw Zhang Feng standing in place, they thought it was all right and stood in place panting.

This makes Zhang Feng angry. I'm standing here to have a rest. Do you guys dare to have a rest when you're late?

"Why are you bastards resting here? Keep chasing."

He stared at the crowd and scolded.

"Mentor, haven't you found the hot-air balloon yet?"

Ma Zhou held his knees with both hands and looked up at Zhang Feng.

He thought his mentor was resting here. The hot-air balloon was found. It seems not.

"If I find it, I'll wait for you here?"

Zhang Fengbai glanced at Ma Zhou: "keep chasing."

"No, don't chase."

Chang sun Chong's face turned red and kept waving his right hand. It seemed that he was very tired.

"No more?"

Zhang Feng stared at Chang sun Chong, a little angry: "if you don't chase, what if you can't find it?"

"Didn't the iron bull go?"

Du Gou stood up. He was a little dissatisfied.

"Iron bull is not human."

Zhang Feng stared at the crowd: "if you don't go, don't go to heaven."

Upon hearing this, Du Gou and Chang sun Chong suddenly withered. They came here for heaven. Although there are some twists and turns in the middle, the experiment has been basically completed. They can go to heaven in the next step. They don't want to give up like this.

"I'll go. Can't I go?"

Chang sun Chong puts on a flattering look, and then chases Chumo.

"I'll go too."

Du Gou looked pitifully at Zhang Feng and moved slowly.

Seeing this guy's appearance, Zhang Feng's anger rose again and kicked Du Gou's fart. "You fucking run faster and wait for food."

When Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun saw that everyone was chasing out, they couldn't stay where they were, so they had to follow their footprints.

Zhang Feng looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction. He picked up his cigarette and slowly smoked it. While smoking, he walked towards Chumo. There was an iron bull. There should be no big problem with the hot-air balloon. After all, this guy was thinking of heaven and would certainly protect the hot-air balloon.

There was nothing to say along the way. After walking for about a long time, several figures finally appeared in front. It seems that they should be iron oxen.

Seeing this, he involuntarily accelerated his pace. Finally, a personal shadow showed in front of him. It was the iron bull crowd. However, these guys gathered around and didn't know what they were doing. There was a fire in the middle from time to time.

flame?

Hot Air Balloon?

Did these guys light the hot-air balloon?

He didn't doubt this idea, because he knew that these bastards could do such a thing. Even if Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun were present, they could not be stopped.

"Iron bull, big cake, what are you bastards doing?"

Zhang Feng pushes Chumo away from Chumo, who is baking. He is a little angry.

"Feng Zi, are you sick?"

Chumo straightened his clothes, and was dissatisfied: "I'll just make a fire. What's your temper?"

"Baking?"

Zhang Feng stared at Chumo and then glanced at the fire, but the next second he was stunned, because these guys didn't bake hot-air balloons, but dry firewood sticks. Realizing that they had wronged each other, he quickly apologized and said, "so you baked dry firewood, I thought..."

"Why?"

Chumo glances at Zhang Feng: "I'm not as brainless as you. My mother can say that I'm the smartest in the whole Chen family."

"OK, you're smart. You're smart in the whole world."

Zhang Feng was also hard to care about. He squatted down and roasted the fire.

Du Gou moved his position to Zhang Feng and interrupted, "Hey, Fengzi, now the hot-air balloon has been found. When can we go to heaven?"

Hearing this, Zhang Feng glanced at the hot-air balloon not far away, and then looked at the people: "if you want to go to heaven, you can do it right away, but you must replenish the fuel first."

"Fuel?"