Urban Welfare Lottery System

Seeing these two people working harder and harder, Xu Qingfeng felt that if he sat idly by at this time, wouldn't his name as a soft persimmon be confirmed?He doesn't want to be mermaid so casually!
Therefore, Xu Qingfeng wondered what method should be used to punish them?I saw his eyeballs rolling around, as if he had thought of a good idea.

I saw him sneaking up behind the two of them while their backs were facing him, but the more he paid attention, the weaker his legs became, and he staggered as soon as he took two steps. It was a pile of sundries, and Xu Qingfeng crouched behind the pile of sundries.

The short winter melon looked in Xu Qingfeng's direction. Because of his own altitude, he didn't seem to notice Xu Qingfeng's figure. He just scratched his hair and continued to urge the telephone pole.

The telephone poles are also like chicken blood, the more they are dry, the harder they are.Xu Qingfeng saw that this group of people seemed to be quite stupid, so he strode towards them,

Perhaps these two people were too devoted to the facts, they didn't hear Xu Qingfeng's footsteps, but continued to work hard there, and Xu Qingfeng simply stood behind them at this time and watched for a while.

Only now did Xu Qingfeng see that there was a cloth bag hanging around the neck of the telegraph pole, which was filled with earth-colored balls, which looked rustic, and the telegraph poles were being buried underground one by one.

Then look at the short winter melon brother who is a full-time watchman, he just keeps his back to Xu Qingfeng and looks at the alley at the end of the street.

Xu Qingfeng just looked at it for a while, and he felt a little tired. The two grandsons were quite motivated, so Xu Qingfeng stopped arguing with them, and saw him suddenly leaning over and making a loud noise in the ear of the telephone pole. He said, "What are you doing?"

Originally, what the telegraph poles were doing was not a glorious thing, but now Xu Qingfeng was so frightened, he subconsciously jumped up, and the second kicker under his feet also sprinkled for a while, and all of them were sprinkled around the short winter melon.

At this time, Dwarf Winter Melon only felt that there seemed to be something at his feet, he hesitated to catch one with his hand, and then said: "Chop..."

Just as he was talking, there was a bang, and a bright mushroom cloud suddenly rose in front of the Shen family's old house.When the smoke dissipated, I saw the short wax gourd and the telephone pole, as if they had just come out of the coal mine, their hair was extra fluffy because of the explosion, and they looked dumbfounded.

At this time, Xu Qingfeng has long been like a monkey, using teleportation to jump up the tree. Thinking about his flowing movements just now, Xu Qingfeng really feels that he really has great potential.

The telegraph pole and the short winter melon glanced at each other, and both of them showed expressions like they were eating shit.Then they saw Xu Qingfeng on the tree, and they couldn't help being very surprised.

Especially the telegraph poles. He pointed at Xu Qingfeng's nose and said in surprise, "It's him! It's him!"

And the short winter melon signaled to keep the telephone poles quiet. Obviously, their movement alarmed Yao Azi and the others.

Seeing Yao Azi and the others rushing out of the house cursing, Yao Azi said while coming out, "Ci'ao! Who! Didn't you say anything about the demolition?"

Then, Shen Ze and others also came out, and even Qiao Lina, who was a good person, limped out of it.As soon as they opened the door, they saw the silly big man and the short winter melon standing at the door.

Azi Yao glanced at the two in front of him, and pointed with his hand: "I said, you are from the demolition team?"

Upon hearing Azi Yao's words, Shen Ze scratched his hair, obviously a little confused: "Our old house has been here for thousands of years, and we have never heard of demolition!"

Hearing what Shen Ze and Yao Azi said, Ai Donggua and the others also glanced in Shen Ze's direction. After seeing Shen Ze, they prepared to go down the slope and continue talking according to Shen Ze's words.

"That's right... we are demolishing!" Dwarf Winter Melon smiled flatteringly and said.

"Catch them!" Xu Qingfeng suddenly said while standing on the tree.

When he gave an order, Shen Ze also reacted instinctively, and saw that he directly grabbed the dwarf wax gourd and the telephone pole, one in each hand, grabbing the collars of the two men: "Brother Qingfeng, why are you arresting them? "

"That's no use asking! These two people are from the black market!" Xu Qingfeng said indifferently.

"It's the black market again? The guys in the black market are really hated!" Shen Ze was a little impatient.

"It's just right, they have delivered it to your door! Hurry up and ask carefully!" Azi Yao ordered.

"Interesting! It seems that Xu Qingfeng has made a lot of enemies?" Jolina taunted Xu Qingfeng while limping.

They captured the two sword fairies into the old house, and now the dwarf winter melon and the telephone pole are like frightened chickens, huddled in the corner, and they are like children who have made mistakes, posing A sincere attitude of admitting mistakes.

Then, Yao Azi sat in the main seat, Xu Qingfeng and Shen Ze stood on both sides, in front of Yao Azi, two sword fairies from the black market were standing in front with downcast eyebrows, while Qiaolina was still standing habitually at the door .

This kind of momentum is a bit like extorting a confession by words and deeds, Yao Azi glared at the two people in the audience, and said angrily: "Tell me! What are you people in the black market planning? Why are you doing nothing? Just play with Xu Qingfeng!"

Being questioned by Yao Azi, the telegraph pole said at this moment: "Whoever asked Xu Qingfeng to come to our black market before, he has to take the blame for us!"

While the telegraph pole was talking, the short winter melon kicked the telegraph pole and said, "Stupid... Let me tell you! Actually... we just admire Xu Qingfeng very much!"

When the little wax gourd said this, he looked at Xu Qingfeng in front of him with adoring eyes. Anyone who saw that look would think that the two of them were Xu Qingfeng's fans!

But Xu Qingfeng just sneered at this time: "Heh! I believe you? Hehe! There was a man named Zheng Linglong before, it was like honey was smeared on his mouth, didn't he still drink croton fruit wine on me!"

Hearing Zheng Linglong's name, the telegraph pole said: "You! What's wrong with Brother Linglong?"

At this time, the short winter melon even kicked the telephone pole from behind, and then said to Xu Qingfeng: "What... Zheng Linglong? We don't know him!"

Although Re was kicked by the short winter melon, the telephone pole still asked angrily: "What are you kicking me for!"

"Okay! I know you are from the black market, and I know a lot of people from the black market, what is Dafan, Zheng Linglong's!" Xu Qingfeng said impatiently: "I said, what are you thinking! Is it your hobby to disturb me all day long?"