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"What the hell? You won't come back with us?"

The next day, Wu Xie stared at his boss, looked at Luo in surprise, and rubbed his ears in disbelief.

"No reply....

I think this farmhouse salted fish pancake is good, and I plan to stay and eat enough before leaving."

Ignoring Wu Xie who was eating shit, Tilapia looked at Wu Sansheng and asked with concern: "Uncle San, what did the hospital say about Pan Zi's injury?"

After hearing this, Wu Sansheng said unhappily: "Huh... I guess you have a conscience, you still remember Pan Zi's incident." He patted Tilapia on the shoulder, and his tone changed: "Don't worry, it's just a skin injury.

The corpse cricket's bite was deeper, so it was fine.

He was used to licking blood from the edge of a knife, so that little injury was nothing to him.

But you..." Looking at the dilapidated farmhouse, Wu Sansheng whispered: "You kid, don't you really want to have that bronze tripod?

If you can really get it out, secretly give it to Third Uncle, who will deliver the goods to you."

"Third uncle, don't make trouble.

Is that a bronze vessel or a tripod?

Shipping, I'm afraid you think we both can't die fast enough.

That stuff is my personal collection at most, so I won’t even think about shipping it.”

The two of them deliberately lowered their voices, and Wu Xie, who was not far away, pricked up his ears, wanting to hear the content.

It's a pity, how can an old fox or a young fox let him know the true purpose.

Patting Tilapia on the shoulder hard, Wu Sansheng suddenly raised his voice and joked with a smile: "Eat your salted fish pancake. If you have enough, go back to Hangzhou as soon as possible."

"Um....

I don’t forget the old, but I also like the new. I’ll learn how to make salted fish cakes in a few days, and then I’ll go back.”

Tilapia nodded, and his voice rose a little higher.

Several people had seen his skills, and seeing that he really wanted to stay at the farmhouse, they stopped trying to persuade him.

"Brother, if you have the opportunity to go to Sijiucheng, Fatty will treat you to Quanjude and Yuhuatai. You can choose the place yourself."

After a familiar hug with Tilapia, the fat man shouted loudly.

"Okay, if we have a chance, we will go to Sijiucheng to play with you." He smiled, patted the fat man on the back, and the two separated.

After watching everyone leave, Tilapia looked at the system tasks in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his face suddenly fell.

[D-level mission, Golmud Sanatorium, eat melon the whole time.]

[D-level mission, Snake Swamp Ghost City, Wu Xie is chased by snakes, wait for the system prompts, and eat the melon at the right time.]

[D-level mission, Queen Mother Palace, blood corpse attack, the whole process is full of pain.]

[D-level mission, three gay friends make a scene at the Crescent Hotel.]

When I saw the four refreshed tasks yesterday, Tilapia was so angry that she almost died on the spot.

He roared crazily at the system: "Where's the Undersea Tomb? Where's the Sacred Tree in the Qinling Mountains? Where's the Yunding Heavenly Palace? What's going on with you, you're just going to reach the Snake Marsh Ghost City with one stick?"

For a system that claims to have no intelligence, the roar of a tilapia can only be regarded as a roar of incompetence, and no one will pay attention to it.

Without a mission, as a person who can't afford to get up early without any profit, Luo will naturally not run around to the Undersea Tomb, Qinling Mountains, or Changbai Mountain.

I was afraid that Wu Xie had seen how he could catch a young man, and the Nongjiale salted fish pancake was really good, so he came up with this.

As for Wu Sansheng's thought that he was going to take away the bronze tripod, what a mess.

They set fire to the corpse last night, and 119 came. Tilapia didn’t believe that Qixinglu Palace would not be exposed.

Even if there is a time lag, he does have a chance to get out what's inside.

Does it make sense? I already have the bronze cauldron in my hands, and it was looted by myself. What else is left in it?

Wu Sansheng thought he was taking advantage of the time difference, but that was not the case at all. Tilapia stayed behind because he simply did not want to work for Wu Xiebai, that's all.

"Sister waiter..., brother wants to eat salted fish pancakes and a big bowl of braised pork for lunch. Tell the master to put more oil and make it a little saltier. Brother, you have a heavy taste." Luo Fei watched the few people disappear and returned to the farmhouse.

Yu shouted to the only waitress.

Since the beginning of physical training, Tilapia’s food taste has changed.

Only heavy oil and heavy salt can replenish physical strength. This is the experience summed up by countless working people.

"Okay, Brother Luo, please wait a moment, I'll talk to the chef right now."

Smiling and nodding, the waitress obediently walked to the kitchen.

It's only the beginning of the 21st century, and the decoration of the farmhouses here is not very good, almost the same as ordinary people's homes.

In Tilapia's room, the walls were covered with yellowed newspapers, and the sleeping area was an earthen kang. The kang was covered with a straw-leather kang mat, and there was no leather on the floor.

It has period characteristics and feels very flavorful.

It didn't take long, and the little waitress informed me that lunch was ready.

Tilapia was enjoying his meal, and when he looked at the few people coming in at the door, he was stunned.

Except for the leading woman, everyone else had bandages on their palms and looked at Tilapia with a bit of evil in their eyes.

The look in his eyes made him want to cut the tilapia into pieces with thousands of knives, tearing apart its bones and causing cramps.

Taking a few steps forward, the woman raised her hand to signal the others to stop. She walked up to Tilapia with a smile, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Tilapia, Wu Xie's high school classmate." Aning raised his eyebrows and said confidently.

"Don't talk nonsense.

If Wu Xie hadn't been there yesterday, the flying knife would have penetrated not their palms, but their throats.

If you want to find trouble, how many lives do you have?" He glanced at the men with disdain and contempt, causing them to subconsciously take a step forward, with the intention of taking action if they disagreed.

They were people who supported Aning and captured He Shao and Chen Chengcheng who were guarding outside the Lu Palace.

They originally wanted to threaten Wu Sansheng and his gang, but before they even opened their mouths, everyone was stabbed in the right hand by Tilapia.

A few people can remember that flying knife for a lifetime.

If you fail to threaten others, it's strange that you feel better when you are threatened back by them in an instant.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met and did not immediately draw a gun and fight Tilapia, but only a few people could bear it.

Gritting his teeth, the man with neatly combed hair looked at Tilapia fiercely and said coldly: "Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a flying knife. This is the age of guns. If we hadn't been attacked by surprise, we...

..." Putting his hands on his bulging waist, the man's eyes were red and he was ready to take action at any time.

Yesterday they were patronizing Wu Sansheng, Pan Zi and Fatty, but they didn't put their minds at ease about Tilapia and Wu Xie, two guys who were harmless to humans and animals.

If Aning hadn't told them what Tilapia had done afterwards, even now they wouldn't be able to believe that someone could throw someone so high or so far.

But so what if you believe it? If you are prepared, can your flying knife and body skills be faster than bullets?

Xun glanced at Aning and saw that she was smiling and staring at him as if nothing was wrong. She thought it was troublesome.

He looked towards the kitchen, because the customer was currently alone, the chef was not here, and the waiter was no longer there.

"very good."

Grinning.

This smile made both Aning and the man feel cold.

Just when I was about to pull out the thing from my waist, I felt that my arms were out of control.

"Click..."

"Click..."

"Ah...wuwuwu..."

"Shh...! Don't scream, otherwise you will never see the crime tool."

The cool, whooshing feeling clearly told the man that his tool was being threatened by tilapia at the moment.

Several other people wanted to pull out the thing from their waists to save the person, but they were all dumbfounded when they touched it. They looked at the tilapia in disbelief and did not dare to move.

As for the guys inserted into their waists, two of them were in Tilapia's hands at this time, one was on the belt of the man with neat hair, and the other was facing Aning.

An Ning?

Touching and touching, touching and touching, finally he confirmed one thing with an ugly look on his face. The gun that Tilapia shoved into the man's belt was the gun he had in his waist.

"Zombie, do you know where this is?" The gun pointed at Aning was retracted and he slapped the leading man in the face: "China, mercenary restricted area.

I just want to show off with a few fire sticks, are you really capable of showing off?"

While talking, Tilapia also used the gun inserted into the man's belt to stir it up several times.

Suddenly, the man's eyes became bloodshot and he groaned in pain.

"Hiss... what a ruthless character." Looking at Tilapia's movements, everyone took a deep breath at the same time.

Not to mention the men's group of companions, even Aning subconsciously clamped his legs.

"Go away...If I see you in the country again, your tools will be confiscated."

Release the man's arms that were broken into two sections, and kick him on the butt.

Then, in Aning's confusion, Tilapia returned to the table and continued to eat salted fish cakes.

Seeing this, Aning waved his hands to several people and said coldly: "Send people to the hospital, you go back first."
Chapter completed!