Chapter 843 I, Li Cang, have made you my friend!
Lao Wang feels that he has seen through the hypocrisy of this world, ha~
Which of your ears could tell that we had a pleasant chat? Don’t think you can pretend you don’t know we just talked about your topic without looking back! Before the disaster, when there was no physical strengthening, a greasy middle-aged man in his 40s would not be as deaf as you, let alone selectively listen to it!
Patriarch Heathmore maintained his proper demeanor and acted like a normal person: "How are you going to deal with little Vlad?"
Today, I went to the scene to watch such a thrilling war, and unexpected changes occurred. Heath Moore's mood was agitated, so he made some mistakes. It was only now that he remembered that there seemed to be a card that could be used.
"Who?" Lao Wang picked his ears and didn't take it seriously, "Oh, you mean little Tsepes? The gringo has a weird name. Of course he was killed before the war started."
Everyone paused and looked at Lao Wang as if they were looking at monsters. You, you are so brave! Forget it, it makes sense if you win.
"But that kid actually has a resurrection pendant. Tsk, it's all for nothing. I should have known better before killing him first."
The corners of Heathmore's eyes couldn't help but twitch for a moment.
It’s intentional, it’s intentional!
Is he retaliating for my previous "compliment"?
Right?
It must be!
You lion, open your mouth!
Heath Moore felt that he could still struggle a little: "That kind of thing may not be able to continue to be used after leaving the sea of thunderstorms, and it has serious side effects. It is not suitable for strong people like you. Of course, if you-"
"More discussion, aha, didn't we say there would be a dinner party later? Where can I put it?"
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This damn rascal! !
The world is sometimes fair. When you have a certain talent, you will often lose a certain talent. Miss Aner only feels that from the beginning to now, every word spoken by her father and them is nonsense, but looking at the people around her Her expression changed with each sentence or even each word, and she suddenly understood that this might be an area that she would never be able to master.
Humph, a bunch of vulgar onmyojis, how could my Transformers be so fun?
Li Cang has always conspired loudly. He really didn't hide it from you. He easily convinced the angry Dalei Zi with just a few words. With a look, Dalei Zi was on the left. Tai Xiaoyi is on the right:
"You like Transformers too?"
"Sister, your skin is great. How do you take care of it?"
"Huh? Huh?"
Lao Wang was even more shocked than Miss An'er. He looked at Da Leizi, then turned to look at Li Cang: "Is she so generous now?"
"I told her that red-haired girls can mass-customize animal forms, furry ones."
"A dog is still your dog."
Li Cang was just stating a fact, a fact with appropriate rhetorical techniques. After all, everything from dragon teeth to sharp blades was really someone else's handiwork, maybe even Gonzalezaurus!
One Wen, one Wu, Hengha, two generals are going to take action. Whatever I say today, I have to take something out of the red-haired girl’s head! I, Li Cang, am determined to be your friend!
"Remember Xiekong'er to show off your pink mouse in front of her later. Don't be too deliberate. By the way, is it losing hair?"
"What do you mean? No hair loss!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Brush it several times in advance. Don't give her a single hair in advance."
"oh"
His younger brother Shi Tian was trembling. If he was smart enough, he would most likely wonder if his name had a fatalistic meaning.
A place like Monroe, such a system, and such a form of expression are destined to have no shortage of happiness.
However, when Heath Moore and his honeymoon family learned about the relationship between the four Li Cangs, part of their happiness disappeared. At least part of Lao Wang's happiness would definitely disappear.
The victor's celebration is lively and boring.
Lao Wang's recognition of dances and dinners is not as high as that of little Tsepeshe's flower boats. He will get tired if he hears too much flattery, not to mention that he sees everyone here as rubbish, cough, look at everyone present. They are all like old hens that can lay golden eggs.
By the way, you are all involved in the restoration of feudalism and slavery. Why don't dozens of little Tsepes come forward to have a romantic relationship with me? Then what's the point of this dance and celebration dinner?
"I kind of miss Lord Gyrfalcon. Do you think he will also be in this world?"
"Hmm"
Thinking of Master Gyrfalcon's skillful and elegant posture when traveling between jump points, Li Cang rarely hesitated.
Although he once wanted to unite the apple tree, rose bush, grain reserve, and Lord Gyrfalcon into one, Teacher Cang actually had more reason to suspect that he would hinder Lord Gyrfalcon's progress.
That's Lord Gyrfalcon
"Alas!"*2
The sudden and heavy atmosphere between the two caught the two female translators, who had no characteristics except for their melodious voices, and the people around them off guard. Considering the obscure PY deal that was finally reached before, Heathmore's close friends gritted their teeth. Greetings again and again:
"You two, what happened?"
"The food doesn't suit your taste?"
"The performance is not exciting enough?"
"Perhaps we can go to the back to enjoy a unique program. I see the two ladies over there chatting happily with Miss An'er. Will you pay attention for a while -"
A pair of eyes drifted over, with a bone-chilling chill like a pinprick.
Lao Wang was just a little sad just now, but now he has really broken his guard. If you said you had a show, you would just make the fucking arrangements. Why would you say it? Those bitch ears
Well, this time, there is no way to go anywhere!
The last person who spoke realized that he had done something stupid unintentionally, and he wanted to sew his mouth shut. He looked at his accomplices around him for help. This guy who was outspoken and not very smart had good relationships with people, and there were actually people willing to help him out.
"It will be exciting tonight, so it's better to save some energy."
"Oh?"
"It will be over before the fireworks show ends."
Lao Wang is not the kind of person who only speaks half of the words, and his words are very direct: "Ning is really good at bragging, and he really needs us to find a way out for you?"
The man's expression was a little strange, and there was a hint of fear in his confusion.
"It's not just us who are doing it, Old Tsepesh himself is also there"
"Fuck, so cruel?"
"Yes, but no one in Monroe wants to see him leave alive."
"Tsk, I can relate to what you said, as if sending us away and sending us away are multiple-choice questions for you."
".Mr. Wang, I don't think I understand what you mean, what multiple-choice questions?"
"What about judgment questions? And my last name is Zhong!"
".?"
A bunch of idiots, this is how Old Wang evaluates them, a bunch of insects who don't even know how to take advantage of the fire, how can they restore the feudal system?
