Star Railroad: I, Apollo, will chop everything down!

Chapter 66: Will your onions stay cooked?

"Onions are on sale, onions are on sale! The water onions, a specialty of Erxing, are priced at 38 yuan each, buy three and get one free..."

In the Xianzhou market, a black-haired girl wearing a mask and black sunglasses was selling green onions in the market.

"Hey, boss, are your green onions still cooked?"

asked a Xianzhou man who came to buy onions.

"You, you##your onion——" The girl was so angry with the young man from Xianzhou in front of her that she was about to scold her when suddenly a loud shout came from her earphones.

"Pan La! Pay attention to your image! Image!"

"Tsk!" Pan La was now wearing a mask, preventing the young man from Xianzhou from seeing her teeth that were chattering in anger.

"Ha, hahaha... Of course it's ripe..." Pan La smiled, took an onion and asked, "Would you like to buy some onions, handsome?"

The young man from Xianzhou waved his hand and continued to criticize, "Have you, Green Onion, ever gone to college?"

"Ah...ahhh..." After Panla heard this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said tremblingly: "First, wait for me for a while!"

After saying that, Pan La ran away quickly, came to a tree, pulled off the wireless earphones and covered them while crying and cursing.

"Idiot! Bastard! Big bad guy! Your mother lays eggs every day! Your green onions can go to college, right! Boo hoo hoo! I have never seen a scallion that can go to college in hundreds of millions of years! Boo hoo woo! I won’t do this activity anymore! I won’t do it anymore! Woo hoo hoo hoo! I’m bullying the Star God! o(╥﹏╥)o ”

"Pan La, Pan La, don't cry. It's too bad if word spreads! Group B, go over and touch up Miss Pan La's makeup!"

After the person in the earphone finished speaking, another group of people came to Pan La to touch up her makeup.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

After Pan La vented her anger, she returned to the stall, looked at the damn customer with a smile and said, "Handsome guy, one stick only costs thirty-eight, buy three and get one free..."

The young man from Xianzhou waved his hand and said, "Are you made of onion gold or this one made of gold? It's so expensive. Those who sold expensive watermelons before have been stabbed. You..."

"Ahhhh! I can't stand it anymore!" Pan La pulled off her mask and glasses and pointed at the young man and shouted: "If you can't afford it, don't sell it, you trash! I wonder if this is made of gold! I'm not setting the price. You told me this! Who did you want me to talk to?"

The young man looked at Pan La in a daze, but Pan La was still outputting.

"I'm knocking! Miss Pan La! I'm your fan!" The young man immediately took out a piece of paper and pen and handed it to Pan La and said: "Miss Pan La, please curse a few more and sign your name for me." !I’ll buy it right away!”

"You, you are crazy..." Pan La looked complicated, but after taking a look at the staff outside the venue, she still nodded and said, "Then you have to buy ten."

After receiving the agreement, the young man quickly shook his head and said directly: "Too few! At least a hundred! It just corresponds to my 100% admiration for Pan La!"

"This... you are a bit extreme..." Pan La complained after signing while holding back her nausea.

"Oh, Miss Pan La, I love you so much!" The young man paid four thousand yuan and handed it to Pan La respectfully, then went to show off to others with his signature.

Then Pan La saw that the streets that were not crowded at first were suddenly crowded with people, all looking for her autograph!

"Ahhh! Miss Panra! I am your dog!"

"Miss Panla! Give me an autograph!"

"Miss Panra! Step on me!!!"

……

Fans were seen rushing toward Pan La with banknotes in their hands, and there seemed to be at least a hundred of them.

"The gangsters don't know how to swarm like you! Run, run, run!" Pan La quickly abandoned the stall, took the money, rushed to the filming car, and asked the driver to get rid of them.

Today Panra once again experienced the horror of fans.

……

Xianzhou Mall.

"Brother! Brother! I'm done! Master Dao, I'm done!"

A young man ran to the security room with a snakeskin bag and excitedly showed off to the young man smoking a Tupper stick beside him.

"Brother, guess who I met? Miss Pan La! I spent four thousand to buy a hundred green onions for this autograph!" The young man said after speaking, taking out Pan La's autograph.

The young man gnawing on the Baile stick took a look, shook his head and said, "You earn 4,800 a month and spend 4,000 to buy a hundred green onions. Are you going to live on green onions this month?"

"Brother, it's okay to buy these green onions. After all, this mall is owned by my family. When I'm hungry, I can just go to the warehouse and order French fries..." The young man who finished chewing the Baile bar patted the young man beside him and said.

But suddenly, the young man was stunned.

"You evildoer, you won't be using me all this month, right?"

Listening to his brother's worries, the young man buying green onions said with a smile, "Forget it, I'll just eat your French fries to get by!"

"You are so brave to ride on the horse, bastard! If I don't eat you, you will die!" After saying this, the young man pulled out a few green onions and stuffed them into Brother Hanbi's mouth and said, "You deserve to eat from me?! Eat the green onions! Here you go! Disinfect your brain!"

"Brother! Brother! Don't! It's wrong, wrong! Wrong!!!"

……

Aha and Poseidon were carried out by Apollo. Everyone dispersed when they saw Apollo coming out. It was time to go back to eat.

Ahab and Poseidon were taken to a restaurant for lunch by Apollo.

"Apollo, when are you going to find those star gods you mentioned?" Aha asked, chewing on the pig's trotters with a greasy mouth.

"Eat first, it's impossible to still be in the fairy boat anyway, right?" Apollo said in a whiny voice.

Apollo has always believed that there is only one Saron who may not be gone now, and Ahab and Poseidon are beside him now. There shouldn't be any star gods here, right?

But Apollo really has to ask the Black Tower when the time comes. When did Saron control the Black Tower?

"Oh no..." Apollo was stunned for a moment. Black Tower touched the Milky Way Star before and then fell into a coma for half a year. Was that that time?

"Apollo, are you going to find Panra next?" Poseidon poked Apollo and asked.

"Panra?" Apollo glanced at Poseidon and asked, "Do you know where he is?"

Poseidon nodded and pointed to a holographic screen outside the restaurant: "Over there, Panra."

Apollo looked in the direction of Poseidon's finger, and quickly turned his head back the next second.

"Is there a possibility that the singer's name just collided?"

Poseidon said it was absolutely impossible, because who’s singer is called Black Core Panrajiang!

And this time he also sang a song about selling green onions, a different kind of black core pulse, right?

"It seems so..." Apollo hesitated a little, but still sent a message to Esta.

"Apollo: Esta, can you give me the whole ticket for that black-core Panra-chan? (⊙...⊙)"

"Esta: OK! o(???)o"

After Apollo saw OK, he continued talking and turned off his phone.

After a long time after sending the message, there was only a "didi" sound, and Esta sent another message.

"Esta: I bought the company of Black Core Panra-chan, Apollo-sama, you can just go directly???(˙?˙)???"

Apollo:?

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