Chapter 1337： Embarrassed

The cold air swirl on Yanhui Mountain seems to have entered an endless loop stage.

At this moment, half of the evolutionaries are talking about Huang Dashan——

I probably think that only Huang Dashan's bright bald head can make Boss Lin happy again~

If not, let him die!

Shan Ye's alive might not be an eye-opener to many people, but if he died, there must be more people setting off firecrackers to celebrate.

Under the oversized fish tank that is enough for the horseshoe crab to swim unimpeded, Lin Chou marinated the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada, deep-fried the sesame oil doubao, roasted Xiongxinzhuang leech, three dishes and one soup, drinking Kuole~

At this time, I still want to get some off-season sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas to eat. A discerning person knows at a glance that if Sagong is not here, then it must be the hotel owner who is enjoying it himself.

It just so happened that the hotel owner and Sikong were both here today.

To say that Young Master Sikong is also stunned.

"Isn't what the **** is going on with you? The wife was abducted?"

The evolutionaries outside are so clever and clever. The 12345-level evolutionary alienation skills are all used for gossip. Hearing the level of Sikong's chattering, he spewed old blood--

In short, they have different minds:

Good guy, although you surnamed Si are a **** of wealth, you have to talk about your conscience. Whoever runs on horseback and runs around Leng Tyrannosaurus is an old star who hangs himself for a long time?

So the question is, the boss wants to run with you, how should you choose?

Run, be hammered to death by the angry boss on the spot, or a shovel thousands of miles away from the world nuclear peace;

If you don’t run, the excitement will be bigger...

I can look down on you if I turn you off the road! Look down on my beauty in the flourishing age of Tyrannosaurus? Die to me!

Hey, hey, it’s wrong. According to the language logic above, Tyrannosaurus was the one who was abducted. Seriously review the question. Hey~

Cut, what about Nima? It seems that the question is wrong, and we dare to say the same when this question is put on the college entrance examination! The title is wrong! Wrong is wrong!

Of course, there are also some lesbians who have different ideas:

Wow, it’s amazing. It turns out that straight men talk like this. This is much better than chicken soup. Unfortunately, I can’t record it...

Lin Chou's eyes were empty, as if he didn't hear what Si Kong was saying: "Tons, tons~"

"Why do you hold Cao you so low quality, drink Kuole as a wine? It's easy to mislead the children, don't you?" Sikong scolded his mother while reaching out to hook the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada.

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"Let go, Osmanthus cicada mine!"

"The customer is God, don't you know?"

"roll!"

Sikong laughed, and the two green Yuanjing tickets were stuck on the table on the spot.

"Two hundred! One!"

"Take it, take it, take it all..."

"Heh~"

People outside: "..."

Someone yelled,

"Boss boss, give the whole big steak of the same type. The one that needs to be grilled with salt is the inside of the cat and the mouse~"

Then I heard the particularly unhappy voice of Sister Dayue Hung,

"No! The boss is on holiday! There are salt-baked chicken and pig blood soup, money, meat, Kuole beer and snake wine, which one do you want?"

After ten seconds of silence outside, Da Yue Sister Hung’s impatient voice came again.

"Do you want to point?"

"Ah this... a little bit..."

Sister Dayue Hung was on duty, no one dared to raise any objections, and she was sure to pay the bills.

Anyway, Sikong was also an awakened person who was unfairly speaking, and he understood the ins and outs of the matter from the intermittent discussions outside.

Sikong's eyes stared, righteously speaking,

"Simply inappropriate! They really did that?"

Lin Chou: "Oh?"

Boss Lin is a bit embarrassed. Isn't the little sulking sullen of this handsome guy who can be so arrogant?

Sikong's eyes flickered,

"This can't work, Linzi, I'll tell you, if you let go of this hole, everyone will dare to do this in the future, can't you! How can you run away reasonably then?"

"Ok??"

Lin Chou wondered: Yes, why I said I was so angry!

"Then what should I do, give them a beat?"

"No," Sikong stood up and turned around the table, holding a cup of Kuole with a serious expression, "You can't just beat them to death, it's totally meaningless."

"You drink less Kuole, you still like to drink this stuff because of your bones. Wouldn't Bai Su Ren know that I just set up my small restaurant?" Lin Chou asked, "Come on, people who become principals are different. Let me talk about it. Do you have any great tricks?"

Sikong looked at Coke and then at Lin Chou.

"Grass, all friends."

"Don't beep, I'll fill you up!"

"It's pretty much the same," Sikong thought for a while, "So, let's give them a trick to draw a salary from the bottom of the pot, hehe, finally got a wave of Tier 5 strange beasts, and when they came back, they smashed their hands and let them pay directly. As underwear!"

Lin Chou's eyes rolled,

"Injury the enemy eight hundred and self-defeating three thousand? I won't do this business..."

Sikong sat down beside Lin Chou,

"Joke, this Sikong's three thousand is also a number that they can count? You don't have to worry about this, Lin Zi, as long as you sneak with me next time, you will have a good time~"

"Enough headmaster?"

"Hey, hey..."

"Don't do it! Who goes out on vacation to carry an untimely bomb, you are sure that your reputation as an outsider will be worse than the uncle Warlock in an instant!"

Sikong immediately gave reasonable suggestions,

"Then bring the warlock together!"

"Ah this..."

Whether to say it or not, it seems reasonable for the Warlock to hold back the pot.

Sikong saw Lin Chou's heart moved, and continued to spread bait.

"The black Shenhai is far to the north, far, far away. I heard that there is a completely frozen sea area. There are king crabs everywhere in the trench!"

"Hiss!" Lin Chou's eyes were round, "king crab?"

Sikong nodded,

"I haven't seen real ice outside of my original role when I grew up. You must know that all the king crabs before the cataclysm lived under the surface of ice. That's called authenticity. What is it that we eat now? Ah, it's not authentic at all."

"Is it reliable?"

"Absolutely reliable!" Sikong sipped a sigh of joy, "The navigation mark I just got from the First Sea Hunting Team a few days ago, a pure horizon map, relying on various islands and reefs to find the right place, you said yes. How precious, I heard that they stayed on the ship for 3 years before they came out of that ghost place."

"King Crab King Crab King Crab..."

Lin Chou turned his hands upside down and turned around.

"The king crab, the king crab, the king crab," Sikong whispered like a demon at the crossroads, "the purebred king crab whose legs are longer than your legs~"

"Done!" Lin Chou stomped fiercely, "When will we leave?"

Sikong had a good time,

"Don't worry, when my prophet meets Master Warlock, I have to count on Master Warlock's Crayfish to pull the boat to go so far away."

"Oh," Lin Chou waved his hand, "Go away, I'm going to pack my luggage, by the way, arrange Chizhi's work for these two days."

Sikong scratched his head,

"What else can she do? How can you get so many plates to smash her when you run away?"

"..."