"Hey, I can't cure you."

Zhang Feng was not satisfied. He rolled up his sleeve and glanced at Ma Zhou: "Ma Zhou, come and help. Today I must cover the bastard's mouth."

"Feng Zi, you can't do this to me."

Chumo's face changes color. He's really afraid of Yaojin's violent beating. If Yaojin knows about it, he won't want to go home in the future.

While talking, he kept retreating, ready to find a chance and slip away.

Zhang Feng had already seen this guy's clumsy acting skills and glanced at Ma Zhou: "you two stop him. Don't let this kill run away."

The two of them realized that they were both in front of Chumo. If this guy hadn't been tied up, he might have run away, but now there's no way back.

Zhang Feng grabbed the tied rope and smiled, "I'm doing it for you. What if you talk nonsense in the sky and are in danger?"

After that, he doesn't care what this guy's reaction is. He takes Ma Zhou's cotton cloth and puts it in Chumo's mouth.

"Well... Bug... Help me."

Chumo kept shaking his head and yelling.

"Call you sister. I'm doing it for you. I'm actually reluctant."

Zhang Feng glanced at Chumo, and his strength increased.

"Feng Zi, why don't you cover your mouth? This guy seems a little uncomfortable?"

Dugu Gou behind him probably felt uneasy and came up to intercede with Chumo.

Because he is in the same situation as this guy. His father belongs to that kind of severe. If he knew that he had done such a shameful thing today, wouldn't he be half angry?

However, Zhang Feng didn't seem to care any more, because he thought it was to help Chumo. He glanced at them and said, "do you two want to learn from the iron ox to be bound?"

"No, no, no, you can tie it."

As soon as Du Gou's face changed, he waved and smiled.

He doesn't want to do such a shameful thing.

Zhang Feng smiled and knew that the two boys didn't have the courage. He looked at Ma Zhou and said, "Ma Zhou, Hao Chujun, you two wait and help the silk, big cake and insects. You two help the iron wire."

With that, he looked at the two big cakes who hadn't answered for a long time, but saw the two guys in a daze and kicked them up with one foot: "do you hear?"

"Oh, I hear you."

The two nodded and became familiar with the operation.

Zhang Feng nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that his first manned experiment was going to succeed. He grabbed the rope tied to Cheng Chumo and waited in place. Now everything was ready, just waiting for the wind.

"Uh... Uh..."

Cheng Chumo is wronged and leaves tears. He looks at Zhang Feng with a praying face.

He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart and prayed secretly that there would be no wind. If God knew it, he wouldn't have to be named Cheng.

Unfortunately, it backfired. A trace of cold came, the leaves began to sound, the air seemed to howl, and the wind began to blow.

"Everybody ready, the wind is blowing."

Zhang Feng glanced at the silk propped up and reminded him.

Everyone nods together, indicating that there is no problem. Only Chumo leaves tears of regret.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The silk is blowing. The fire is flickering in the wind. The hot-air balloon flies up and floats straight to the sky. Chumo is riding his legs in the air. I don't know whether he is happy or sad.

"Up, the iron ox is flying."

The happiest people present were Du Gou and Chang sun Chong. Although they had seen the live pig experiment before, this living man was the first time, just one word, fresh.

Chumo threw away the unhappiness of the tie just now. They hugged and cheered together. They were as happy as a child, because it would be their turn next time. They also wanted to taste the taste of heaven.

Zhang Feng looked at the two silly people with disdain. He took a deep breath of cigarettes and looked satisfied. Now that the iron Bull has gone to heaven, it shows that the experiment has made great progress. You know, this guy can go to heaven with a full weight of more than 200 kilograms. If he makes a little improvement, he may carry two or three adults to heaven. That's it, A terrible idea slowly sprouted in his heart.

Chumo, who is in the sky, doesn't know what they think. His face turns red. He looks like a pig's liver. His eyes stand out and stares at Zhang Feng who is looking at the scenery.

Originally, God didn't reject him and even longed for it. You said, God will go to heaven. What do you bind me for? Even if you bind me, you can stop me. Now look back at his shameful posture. He's like looking for a hole in the ground.

He left a trace of tears of regret in the corners of his eyes. You know, he didn't agree to these guys' requirements. He didn't know how to be cleaned up by his father when he went home?

Just as he wanted to go home and speak to Lao Cheng, another gust of wind came, and the cool came with the strong wind. However, the cold was nothing to him at all, but the hot-air balloon seemed to rise upward.