Cuckoo!

Wang Tianwei, you old king!

Lin Zhengdong really seemed to be scolding at this time, Wang Tianwei, the old Wang Ba, really wanted to roast rat meat on the seven-star lamp. The damn thing is that it is still very fragrant, and after tossing for most of the night, Lin Zhengdong was really a little hungry in his stomach, smelling the aroma of meat, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"Hehe, son, do you want to eat? It's not that my old king is bragging, if you want to say that there are more than a billion people in China, absolutely no one can surpass me in the skill of roasting mice. No oil, no salt, and no seasoning, this all-natural flavor is the most fragrant. Don't rush, wait another two minutes, it is guaranteed to make you want to eat it again, it will definitely be addictive. Who is that? Are you a friend of my family? Do you have a copy for you, come and try it?"

Wang Tianwei saw Lin Zhengdong's action of swallowing saliva, and he was extremely proud in his heart. The son shows his adoration for his father, and any father will be very happy, and it is also a very happy thing.

"I ...... I just had a supper, I'm not hungry, you ...... eat" Pang Zhantian was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, how dare he eat this rat meat?

Anyway, this person is Lin Shao's father? How did he recognize such a godfather who bought barbecue? Huh? No, this style of painting is not quite right, now it is an open altar practice, not a stall barbecue, is it a mistake?

Pang Zhantian looked at Wang Tianwei and he was holding a fat rat and rolling it back and forth on the seven-star lamp, his skills were skillful, and he was really like an uncle who sold barbecue on the roadside.

"Old Wangba, you roast and roast, don't put out my lights! After baking, you hurry up...... Hey, where are you going?" Lin Zhengdong held back his anger, if he had been someone else, he would have asked someone to throw him down the mountain. But here is Wang Tianwei, an old pervert, who knows very well the terrifying combat power, and if he is angered, the result will become even more uncontrollable.

Unexpectedly, as he was talking, Wang Tianwei turned around and ran, which was not like his style, because his mouse was still roasting on the oil lamp.

"Son, you can help me turn it over, don't burn it, I'll go catch a few more and come back...... You look at the dot ......" Wang Tianwei hadn't finished speaking, but the person had already disappeared dozens of meters away.

Lin Zhengdong, Pang Zhantian and others were left to look at each other, and there was the rat who listened to the sizzling sound on the oil lamp and kept dripping oil. When the oil fell, the flame of the seven-star lamp became bigger, but what Lin Zhengdong was worried about did not happen. It's just that this thing looks weird, and it makes people cry and laugh.

Let me flip it? I'll flip your sister!

Lin Zhengdong rolled his eyes, at this moment he didn't have the leisure to roast mice. Fortunately, Wang Tianwei came over and did not destroy the seven-star bead formation of Pingshan Dao Changbu, and the formation worked as usual.

"Lin Shao, this rat ......" Pang Zhantian saw that Wang Tianwei was gone, and finally mustered up the courage, took two steps closer, and pointed to the roasted rat and said.

It was already very disgusting to look at, and the smell of this roasting continued to enter his nostrils, Pang Zhantian couldn't bear it, and just wanted to ask someone to throw it away.

"I'll dispose of it!" a young brother volunteered to rush forward, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and with a single stick he knocked the golden rat away.

"Ah don't...... Never mind...... If that old Wang Ba comes back in a while, you must remember, just say that I ate ...... "Goo!" Lin Zhengdong swallowed his saliva fiercely, almost wanting to reach out and intercept the mouse in mid-air.

How fragrant, it's a pity to throw it away, if it wasn't still in the formation, Lin Zhengdong would want to find it and pick it up and eat it. After Wang Tianwei's training, Lin Zhengdong found that the rat meat was still very delicious, more fragrant than many high-end steaks!

"Ahh

As he was talking, he suddenly heard Wang Tianwei's roar not far away, as if something had happened.

Lin Zhengdong and the others were surprised, and looked at the direction in which Wang Tianwei ran away, which seemed to be the same as the direction that the head of the Pingshan Dao had left.

Could it be that the two of them rubbed some sparks? In Lin Zhengdong's mind, a not-so-rosy picture suddenly appeared.

"Why don't you die when you sleep at home in the middle of the night?

"You're sick! I'm shitting here, you idiot, what are you going to do? Isn't the old man's shit smelly? It's really perverted! Get out! Don't disturb the old man and get down ......to business."

"Ouch, you dead old man, are you reasonable? When I came over, you put a fart, how do I know that someone is? I heard a mouse coming over just now......

"Fuck you! Someone is coming, and Lao Dao has to deliberately let out a fart to remind him? Get out of here, don't touch Lao Dao if you have shit in your hands...... Fuck off, don't come here!, or I'm welcome......

"You're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome, you're going to try it, it's your, lick it off for me......"

"Fuck off! Don't be an old man, it's easy to bully! Hmm...... Ahh

"Hmph! You old immortal, look what you fight with me! Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?

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Lin Zhengdong, Pang Zhantian and the others heard that not far away, it was the two of them who were arguing with Pingshan Daoist and Wang Tianwei, and the content was that everyone was in a cold sweat, and they probably knew what was going on. It should be Wang Tianwei who caught mice, but it turned out that he caught Pingshan Dao Chang's buttocks, and he also caught shit!

It's embarrassing, it's not big to say, it's really not small to say small.

"Hey, don't fight, don't fight, your own people!

"Hurry, come on, stop them!"

When Lin Zhengdong heard that the situation was getting more and more wrong, he hurriedly shouted loudly. This misunderstanding seems to be getting bigger and bigger, Lin Zhengdong is not worried about the comfort of the two of them, it is none of his business to know what they do in normal times. But not now, Lin Zhengdong is still in the formation, with tens of millions of thunderbolts on his head. In case there is something long and two short in the Pingshan Road, this formation will be in charge of the origin for a while? No one here understands this!

"Ahh

"Ahh

However, Lin Zhengdong forgot one thing, although his little brothers are tall and big, but in terms of combat effectiveness, ten people can't beat Wang Tianwei. And although Pingshan Dao is old, his combat effectiveness is not inferior to Wang Tianwei. A few younger brothers who went up to persuade the fight, so it was a tragedy, as soon as they got closer, they were beaten out by the fists and kicks of Wang Tianwei or Pingshan Daochang.