There is a gang [Sword Three]

"Fuck!" Gou Sheng couldn't help cursing.

"What's the matter?" Yong Ye's lonely voice rang out in YY, "It's so late, what are you doing in Hei Gobi?"

Gousheng said lifelessly: "Do daily work."

"Tsk, what have you been up to?"

"Take an apprentice," Gou Sheng said, "I just took in a little apprentice, Hua Luo, whose face looks exactly like mine, so cute that she spits milk."

Yong Ye Duxing's voice sank: "Why do you still dare to accept apprentices?"

"Why don't I dare to accept apprentices?" Gou Sheng was not happy, "Don't look at the value of my master and apprentice, all the apprentices I brought out are big bosses."

"Yeah," Yong Ye Duxing snorted coldly, and mocked, "Your favorite apprentice, now I see you and kill you once."

"He was an accident!" Gou Sheng muttered depressingly, paused, and then said, "I still have an apprentice, the Haoqi League gold medal special combat, camp command, statue player, I taught all the skills, is it enough? Awesome?"

Yong Ye was silent for a moment alone, and said lightly: "You are so awesome, you single-handedly brought up the apprentice, provoked a civil war in the Valley of the Wicked, sold the old king's chrysanthemum, and then the glory turned back to the Haoqi League, nailing you to the pillar of shame superior."

"...You know a lot!" Gou Sheng came back to life on the spot, sat on the ground recovering his blood, looked at Qi Sha's back as he went away, and slowly laughed, "It's just a game, it's boring if you play it too realistically Well, we are all strangers, meeting is fate, whether you love each other or want to kill, it's better than meeting strangers."

Yongye Duxing laughed softly: "You are the only one with a big heart!"

"Humph."

"It's still solid." Yong Ye Du Xing added.

"Fart!" Gou Sheng scolded, and flew to the Evilman Valley camp with great lightness, it was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, there were still dozens of people in the camp, and there were four or five red names full of evil, the gang battle was not over yet, Gousheng didn't really want to go up and give away the head.Sneaky observed for a while, and found that these people didn't seem to have any killing intent towards him, so he bravely walked over to the NPC to accept the task, and flew to the location of the mine cart.

"Damn it! The mine cart is almost at the stop!" Gousheng screamed.

Yong Ye alone gloated: "You can't pick up supplies if you have less than 30 buffs."

"Don't be crowed!" Gou Sheng stared at the slowly increasing buff below the name, wishing he could hug the minecart and shake a few layers of buff out.

Seeing that he was getting closer to his destination, Gou Shengxin raised his throat, feeling that even his walking posture became sneaky, and he was afraid that two layers of buff would be sprayed away if he sneezed.

27, 28, 29... 30!

The minecart turned into a pile of materials, Gousheng rushed up, pressed the interaction button to start reading and picking up materials, and shouted happily: "I mixed up to 30 floors in the last second!"

"Amazing!" Yong Ye Duxing smiled perfunctorily.

"Hmph!" Gou Sheng shook his head and tail.

The moment after picking up the supplies, the Haoqi Hidden Sword Squad arrived, and more than a dozen windmills blew the unsuspecting villains' flesh and blood flying all over the place, and the dog reflexively set up the windmill on the spot——

Hey, where is my windmill?

Wipe it!Moved out of the skill bar!

Before he had time to retrieve the thrown "Wind to Wushan", Gou Sheng was sent back to the camp with everyone.

Hey, save running away!Gou Sheng thought happily, after being resurrected from the camp, he was going to collect a few crystal mines to make meritorious deeds, and so on... The number of meritorious deeds is not right, he rubbed his eyes, and looked at the task list again.

Gobi crystal mines lead to flames [daily]

Accumulated meritorious service: 152/1000

Shouldn't there be 600+ after picking up the supplies?

Could it be a delay?

Goushengxiao backed off, went online again, and found that it was still 152/1000. After hesitating for a moment, he backed off again, and it was still 152/1000.

"Is there a bug in the game?" The dog was confused, "Sister Xiaoye, have you ever encountered such a situation?"

"Fuck your little sister Ye!" Yong Ye Duxing cursed and asked, "What's going on?"

"I spent enough time and picked up supplies, but my achievements haven't increased."

"why?"

"Do you know why I still ask you?"

"Did you not pick up supplies at all?" Yong Ye Duxing said firmly, "You must be patronizing head-grabbing again."

"Snatch the head of the woolen head, my windmill has been thrown out of the skill column, obviously there was a reader who picked up supplies just now..." Gousheng muttered, clicked on the system channel, scrolled up a few times, his eyes suddenly straightened, and only See the small yellow characters in the system that read:

Your "cooking skill" has increased experience by 64 points.

Your "Pao Ding Shu" level has been raised to 61.

Consumes 40 stamina.

You get [Superior Tenderloin].

Gou Sheng opened his backpack in a daze, and saw a fresh, high-quality tenderloin of white quality, which was worth 1 gold and 80 silver at the trading bank, glistening with gold.

"Fuck! I've killed a lizard!!!" A roar resounded through YY.

Gou Sheng packed up his broken heart and was about to follow the mine cart again. As soon as he turned around, he saw black clouds pressing down on him, and he was trampled off his horse by Tayan Wuzhao in a blink of an eye.

The clay figurine was still angry, and was beheaded four times in one night. No matter how good a dog is, he couldn't stand it anymore. He thought he was afraid of you if he didn't fight back because he wanted to bully his master and destroy his ancestors.Look at you!

Without saying a word, Gou Sheng swung his epee and was about to feed her a windmill.

Simata!Where is my windmill?

Three seconds later, Gou Sheng was lying on the ground, looked at the big Tiance in front of him, and then at the top-quality tenderloin in his bag, silently dragged "Feng Lai Wu Shan" back to the skill bar, and then went offline.

"Following the mine cart?" Yong Ye Duxing asked suspiciously when he saw him go off the assembly line.

"No more," Gou Sheng said depressedly, "Sleep."

Yong Ye Du Xing said softly: "Good night."

"Good night," Gousheng couldn't help but say before closing YY, "You go to bed early, it's already two o'clock in the middle of the night."

"Yes, I see." Yong Ye Duxing laughed.

Huang Sheng turned off the computer, rubbed his ears, thinking that this guy's voice is so gentle, even talking to a man like himself is so gentle, when he is next to Qingyuaner, won't he turn into water?

Actually... Qisha's voice is quite pleasant, but unfortunately, I can't hear it anymore.

Huang Sheng rolled into the bed, reached out and turned off the overhead light, looked at the dark night sky outside the window, and muttered: "Is the righteousness of the camp really that important? It's just a bunch of data."

That night, Huang Sheng had an extremely absurd nightmare - he was on the mic again, commanding a major attack and defense, everyone united as one, and pushed Xie Yuan down in one fell swoop. Wang Yifeng strode into the door leisurely, and then pushed Xie Yuan down. Had a blast.

Huang Sheng sat up in a jerk, his chest heaved violently, and he murmured in horror, "I'm still helping Old Wang hold his leg..."

The morning breeze blew in, and his back was icy cold. He touched it with his backhand and found that he was covered in cold sweat. He got up to take a shower, and when he walked out of the bathroom, he heard his phone ringing.

"Hello? Why are you looking for brother so early in the morning?" Huang Sheng answered the phone while wiping his hair.

"I'm calling you to get up and pee!" Yanyun Shishi Qijiu's barbell-like laughter came.

Huang Sheng glanced at the time, it was very good, at 06:30 in the morning, he snorted, "Have you grown up early in the morning?"

"There's good news and bad news, which one are you going to hear first?"

"I don't want to hear any of it."

"No, I have to listen!" After Yanyun Shishiqijiu finished speaking, he paused, then suddenly raised his voice, and said loudly, "My dad asked you to teach him lessons, and the schedule and materials have been sent to your mailbox."

Huang Sheng was furious: "I just gave him a big lesson yesterday!"

"Try yourself a bit," Yanyun Shishiqiu said gloatingly, "Young people must understand your teacher's painstaking efforts."

"Thinking hard about how to be lazy?" Huang Sheng said gloomily, "What's the good news?"

"That's good news."

"Xia Qiongjiu, I'll fuck you, uncle." Huang Sheng said in a straight voice.

"You can't fuck, you can't, you can't..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let the fart go, what is the bad news?"

"Ah," Yanyun Shisiqiu sighed, his joyful tone was swept away, and he said very seriously, "The bad news is that I was kicked out of the house by the queen mother again, brother, please take me in."

"No, goodbye." Huang Sheng hangs up the phone neatly, blacklists the contact "Stupid Nine", wipes his hair, turns on the computer, slides the mouse over the JX[-] icon, pauses, Moved to the other side and boarded the mailbox, and sure enough, I saw a class schedule and a PPT.

When I become a mentor myself, I must enslave my apprentices like this!

This PPT is too perfunctory...

"A more scientific title should be 'NDM-1-producing bacteria', that is, carrying the NDM-1 gene, which can encode type I New Delhi metallo-β-lactamases..." Huang Sheng read the PPT in a calm tone, not only I read the students so drowsily that I almost fell asleep on the podium.

"Report." A deep voice sounded outside the door.

Huang Sheng turned his head and saw a handsome boy standing outside the door, holding two lunch boxes in his hands. The smell of chicken soup dumplings came from inside, and he was so hungry that his belly stuck to his back.

The boy looked at him indifferently, and said lightly, "Sorry, I got up late."

"Come in," Huang Sheng said expressionlessly, "don't be late again."

"Yes." The boy walked in. The four rows at the back of the classroom and the three rows by the wall have been occupied by the students who came earlier, leaving only the two rows of seats in the center. The boy walked to the second row and sat down, then took out the textbooks from his schoolbag .

Very good, Huang Sheng gave him a big thumbs up from the bottom of his heart—you took out a copy of "Modern Genetics" in microbiology class, and opened it solemnly, as if you were very devoted to your studies, classmate, your acting skills are so good Why don't you take the Chinese opera exam?

After finally getting out of class, Huang Sheng packed up his things quickly, rushed out of the classroom before the students, and walked quickly to the cafeteria. After two hours of class without breakfast, he was almost fainted from hunger.

"Oh, yoo Oni sauce! Shall we have something for lunch?" A healthy voice sounded outside the door.

Huang Sheng paused, but without even turning his head, he immediately walked out at a faster speed.

"Oni sauce!" A hot body hugged him from behind, Xia Qiongjiu hugged his body tightly, and shouted, "Are you surprised to see me?"

"No surprise."

"Duplicity!" Xia Qiongjiu reached out and rubbed his chest vigorously a few times, whispering, "You don't think so in your heart!"

"Don't touch me!" Huang Sheng was almost given diabetes by him, shaking violently and throwing him off.

Xia Qiongjiu turned back and pulled up the suitcase, turned around, bumped into a boy, and cried out in pain: "Oh, I'll go! Look at my old arms and legs, classmate, are you alright?"

"It's okay." The boy took a step back, glanced at him, then moved his eyes to Huang Sheng, nodded slightly, and walked away.

Xia Qiongjiu covered her forehead and grinned, "Oh my God, I was killed, Ah Cheng, come and see if I have a concussion."

"Can I see a concussion with my naked eyes?" Huang Sheng snorted, and said angrily, "At best, you will be knocked out of your mind."

"Fart! I'm a brain-damaged man, he didn't hit me!"

Huang Sheng folded his arms and looked at him: "Have you had enough trouble? Go eat."

"Enough, enough, enough!" Xia Qiongjiu hurried over dragging the box, put one hand on Huang Sheng's shoulder, and groaned, "I want to eat bad hairtail!"

"I want to eat chicken soup dumplings."

"What kind of soup dumpling do you eat at noon?" Xia Qiongjiu called, "I just eat bad octopus!"

"I don't want to eat, I..."

"I don't care! I have to eat bad octopus! Bad octopus! Bad octopus! Bad octopus..."

Huang Sheng turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

Xia Qiongjiu said aggrievedly: "I haven't eaten bad hairtail fish for several months, and you only ate the chicken soup buns I brought last week."

"Okay," Huang Sheng sighed, "Did your teacher kick you out of the house because you were too greedy?"

"MUA~ Bad octopus! Three canteens!" Xia Qiongjiu seemed not to have heard his question, happily striding towards the three canteens with her arms around Huang Sheng.

After queuing up to catch the coveted hairtail, Xia Qiongjiu was very happy, clasped his hands together, and shouted: "I'm starting!"

Huang Sheng sat opposite him, supported his stomach with one hand, casually ate two mouthfuls of hairtail, and said calmly, "Why are you wearing a hat today?"

"handsome!"

"How handsome?"

"Handsome as hell!"

Huang Sheng stretched out his hand suddenly, took off his baseball cap, exposed the gauze on the top of his head, and blurted out: "Damn it!"

"Tell me, are you cheap?" Xia Qiongjiu raised her head with a piece of fishbone in her mouth, snatched her hat and put it back on her forehead, tilted her head and spat out the fishbone, and said depressedly, "I'm so beautiful in public His face is very dangerous."

"You were finally beaten up for being cheap?"

"Slap!" Xia Qiongjiu was angry, paused, and said in a muffled voice, "This was beaten by the Queen Mother."

Thinking of his wife's words and deeds, Huang Sheng nodded clearly: "Did you drink her foundation? Or did you eat her lipstick?"

Xia Qiongjiu glared at him: "Is there no way to talk these days?"

Huang Sheng smiled: "What's the matter?"

"I'm out of the closet." Xia Qiongjiu lowered her head, took a bite of the gluten, and muttered inarticulately, "The queen mother pointed at me and cursed, how can I bear it when I'm so weak? I just wanted to avoid her sharpness for a while and then slowly figure it out, but just now Walking towards the door, the Empress Dowager immediately got impatient, grabbed the ashtray and threw it at me, I, Yanyun Fourteen Qijiu, a big daddy in a T suit of 95 yuan, Li servant, died at the age of [-]."

Huang Sheng was dumbfounded, and the sweet and sour pork ribs fell from his chopsticks.

Xia Qiongjiu took a sip of Pingqiao tofu soup, and said with a smile: "However, this hurdle has finally passed, and coming out is not so scary."

Huang Sheng glanced at his suitcase and hummed: "Yeah, it's just being kicked out of the house."

"No, I got out by myself," Xia Qiongjiu said, "I'm afraid that if I hang out in front of the Empress Dowager again, it will affect her old man's mood. It's also to give each other a buffer time."

Huang Sheng nodded: "Your head is fine, the collision with Xiao Qi was not light."

"……Who?"

"Xiao Qi," Huang Sheng said, "it's that boy just now."

"Oh, it's okay, my brain is hard, but I was a little dizzy at the time." Xia Qiongjiu suddenly asked in surprise, "Hey, you remembered that boy's name just after the first class? He's so handsome."

The excited voice was full of "making troubles, making troubles", Huang Sheng glanced at him, and said calmly, "He is my mother's husband's son."

Xia Qiongjiu choked and blinked: "Isn't that you?"

Huang Sheng said clearly, "I am the son of my mother's ex-husband."

"Aren't you a daughter? Aunt Gousheng."

Huang Sheng looked at him dotingly, his voice was so gentle that water dripped out, and he said softly, "You seem determined to sleep on the street tonight."

"No no no no no..."

Huang Sheng snorted coldly and lowered his head to eat.

Xia Qiongjiu took two mouthfuls of rice, raised her head again, and said in a depressed voice, "You never told me that there is such a brother."

"Bullshit brother!" Huang Sheng scoffed, "It's not related by blood. I'm fine, why do you say he's doing it?"

"Is the relationship not good?"

"I beat him up, do you think the relationship can be good?" Huang Sheng picked up a piece of octopus and took a bite, said inarticulately, "That kid is in the late stage of first middle school and second disease, and I get annoyed when I see it...Damn it!"

Xia Qiongjiu followed his gaze, saw Xiao Qi walking away with a plate, and murmured: "He...he just passed by? Did you hear you scolding him for the second stroke?"

"He has dog ears?" Huang Sheng felt a little annoyed when he thought of Xiao Qi, so he took a big mouthful of rice and swallowed it, chewed it twice, and swallowed it hard.

Xia Qiongjiu said in surprise, "You haven't eaten rice in 800 years, right?"

"I got a fishbone."

"So easy," Xia Qiongjiu took out a pair of tweezers, "Open your mouth, I'll pinch it out for you."

"Get out!" Huang Sheng flatly refused, and swallowed a big mouthful of rice, but failed to take the fishbone down. The strong tingling in his throat made him feel irritable even to breathe, so he threw the chopsticks into the dinner plate, "Don't eat!" Now, go to the school hospital."

"As far as our school doctor's medical skills are concerned, they can't compare to my rejuvenation. Why do you dislike me?"

"I just despise you, for no reason." Huang Sheng walked towards the door with the dinner plate in his hand.

"Hey, wait for me..." Xia Qiongjiu quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice, picked up the plate and chased after him.

At noon, there were no patients in the school hospital. Huang Sheng sat opposite the doctor, with his hands on his lap like a primary school student, opened his mouth wide, and let out a long and trembling "ah..."

The school doctor suddenly smiled: "What are you?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The school doctor's medical skills are obviously much better than Xia Qiongjiu's rejuvenation. A tweezer easily removes the fishbone from the throat, and puts it on the plate next to it.

Huang Sheng took out the fishbone and was relaxed. In less than a second, he was revived with blood and blue. Looking down at the fishbone, he couldn't help poking it, and exclaimed: "It's so big! It's so long! It's so hard!"

"Two boxes of white and black." A deep voice sounded from behind.

Huang Sheng's body froze, and he kept his hands on the fishbone and remained motionless.

The school doctor asked about the symptoms, picked up a pen and filled out the form, handed it to Xiao Qi, and asked him to go to another window to get the medicine.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing, Huang Sheng let out a breath, held up the fishbone and said to the school doctor, "I'll take it away as a souvenir."

"I won't fight with you." The school doctor said with a smile.

"……goodbye."