Ghost Corps

Fang Zheng and Xiaoniao didn't believe that 2B was really serious about Sister Xueniu until they saw her in person.Because when Sister Blood Niu touched Fang Zheng's head, the gleam in the eyes of the infatuated man clearly said that what he saw was not a single death, but a trickle.

Fang Zheng decided to help him: "By the way, Sister Xueniu, I heard that you and 2B came here together?"

The blood cow was stunned, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face. Obviously, she didn't expect the leader to be so straightforward. In addition, the talent and skill points were all on the force value, so she was a little confused to deal with this kind of scene.

In contrast, 2B reacted much faster. Seeing the embarrassment of the bleeding cow, he immediately voiced his support: "Student leader, your question is beyond the standard."

Fang Zheng rolled her eyes in her heart, she still chases girls with this IQ, even chasing a lover is hard work!

But as the head of the group, we should help and have to help, we can't give up gossip just because the girl can't save face... Uh, just give up the desire to make a good relationship: "The boy who hacked the account, he was settled by 2B."

Blood Bull: "..."

2B: "Leader, your question is not in the scope of the exam."

He surrendered: "Forget it, let's not talk about the old sesame seed and rotten millet. Do you have any requirements for your future boyfriend, what kind of one do you want~~ "

2B: "Hello—"

Fang Zheng: "Is there anything I, the head of the group, can ask!! I just want to care about why it's so difficult for the group members!!!"

Blood Bull: "What equipment do your trumpets lack?"

Fang Zheng: "?"

Blood Bull: "The leader can ask."

Fang Zheng: "...I'll go to the lobby to see if 438 has TAT"

In this way, the three people supported the head of the internal injury team down the stairs to the lobby on the first floor.The Silk Road has not yet brought new partners, and they are sitting on the sofa group in the corner waiting from nothing. There is a list of personnel and some room cards on the coffee table in front of them.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem with the room?" Seeing the four ghost suits coming over, they immediately sat up straight from scratch and asked with concern.

"No, no, it's all good~~" Fang Zheng waved his hands quickly, showing a friendly smile, "Stay bored, come and meet my friends."

"Oh, then sit down quickly." Starting from nothing, he hurriedly moved inside to make room for everyone.

The sofa set is very spacious, and four people can sit easily. Fang Zheng just wanted to adjust his posture so that he could sit more comfortably, when he saw the bright silver trolley case on the caster wheels slide out of the revolving door like a ghost, and then wiped The familiar figure walked out slowly, thin jacket with exquisite details, tailored casual pants, and limited edition sneakers. Jiang Yang's whole person changed from the business style to the casual style last time, but it didn't affect him at all. "I'm really not short of money." It's useless for you to hit me" gas field.

Jiang Yang also saw Fang Zheng, who had obviously become a skinny man in the fat world, hiding in the crowd was no problem at all, but Jiang Yang still saw him at a glance.It's not that there are still unspeakable feelings, but after all, there is such a complicated imprint left in the memory, so occasionally compared with others, it still has the priority to trigger.

When Jiang Yang signed in on the self-made room registration form, 2B was still a little unbelievable, looking up and down around him: "Are you really crazy? Crazy?"

The lunatic who signed his name put down his pen and straightened up: "It's not like it?"

2B thought for a long time before giving a pertinent comment: "Your taste is much better in reality than in the game."

Crazy Heixian, just wanted to say that you know fart, if you don’t blink your eyes in the game, why are you still playing the game, but before opening your mouth, you heard Fang Zheng ask: “Why did you come here alone, didn’t you take the Silk Road car?”

"I still have to wait, worry," the lunatic yawned a little tiredly, "I'll just take a taxi here."

"Can you get a taxi?" I was a little surprised when I heard the self-made, "This place is in the wild mountains and mountains, and the taxis in the county are not willing to come here."

The lunatic patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said earnestly: "That's because you didn't give enough money."

It was still the familiar recipe, and the familiar taste, 2B finally let go of his guard, and put his arms around his little friend's shoulders: "Let's go, brother will take you back to the house."

Sending 2B and the lunatic away, Fang Zheng had nothing to do again, and the blood cow saw his boredom: "Why don't you go to the entertainment room to have fun, or go for a stroll outside the villa. You call."

Fang Zheng grabbed Sister Xue Niu's hand: "You are so considerate!"

The blood cow looked at the two hands held by Fang Zheng, and blinked his eyes in confusion: "Why didn't the heartbeat change when I was held by you like this?"

Fang Zheng was stunned, his soul was like a watermelon that had been hit knowingly, shattered: "Sorry, I am such an unattractive man... TAT"

Just when the leader of the ghost costume was swept away by blood, 2B had already brought the lunatic into 3026.

As soon as the door closed, the lunatic grabbed his roommate's neck and smiled ambiguously: "The blood cow has a good figure, and you are quite picky."

2B subconsciously retorted: "I like her not because of her figure."

The lunatic raised his eyebrows, waiting for the follow-up.

2B suddenly realized that he had drawn a huge hole for himself: "I want to say it's because of my personality, do you believe it..."

The lunatic pondered for a long time, then nodded with difficulty: "A letter is a letter..."

"Needless to say," 2B interrupted, "Yes, I have masochistic tendencies."

"You are great." People, the most important thing is to accept fate.

"So you don't have to get so close to me," 2B pushed the lunatic away, "We have nothing to do."

The lunatic rolled his eyes at him, with a look of disgust on his face: "Don't worry, you are not my kind."

It's okay to refuse, but 2B can stop doing it if he is rejected: "What's the matter, isn't he handsome?"

"It's not about the face."

"What's the problem?"

"Why are there so many problems? How about you solve them for me after I finish talking?"

"When I didn't ask =_="

The 2B fighter, who felt deeply that it would be easy to open the last door of Bluebeard's house if he pursued it, finally gave up and decided to go to the toilet to calm down the sadness of being denied by his friends.

It's not a matter of looks, it's a matter of body. If 2B's body is hugged and rolled onto the bed, it's not sure who will suffer, the risk is too high.But because we got to this point in the conversation, when the lunatic looked at the back of the other person walking into the bathroom, he still unconsciously made up the scene of the two having sex. As a result, in the warm spring of May, he broke out in a cold sweat.

It wasn't until the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom that the warmth returned to the lunatic's cells, and the gossiping heart also returned to the cage: "Look at the posture downstairs just now, you haven't dealt with the blood cow yet?"

2B dried his hands, and came out of the bathroom with a sad face: "It's not that easy. It's like this with everything, the more serious it is, the harder it is."

The lunatic didn't take it seriously: "You just think too much, why is it so difficult, if I hacked the account to find her, I would have thrown myself down."

2B frowned: "What's the difference between this and a beast?"

The madman squinted at him.

2B admits defeat: "OK, I'm not as good as a beast."

"Actually, the routines of bending and straight are the same. When the moon is dark and there is no one around, just hug her and bite her. Kiss her until her legs are soft, and take it off in minutes."

"……real?"

"Of course, why not the most popular president on TV will always be the domineering president."

"Don't trick me."

The lunatic walked up to him slowly and stood still: "Look into my eyes, read after me, believe in the lunatic..."

"Eternal life." 2B's eyes shone with the light of a fighting nation.

……

Fangzheng and Xiaoniao, who were wandering around, almost went around the first floor of the villa, and basically figured out the location of restaurants, specialty souvenir shops, hot spring swimsuit monopoly, etc., but the entertainment room that they started from scratch, disappeared for a long time until the end. The two of them walked through a corridor, only to find out that the villa is a structure of the main building and an auxiliary building, with a corridor running through the middle, the reception hall is in the main building, and the noisy game room and KTV are arranged in the auxiliary building.

There are many board game facilities in the game room, as well as a few tables for billiards and table tennis, but most of them are empty. There are only two teenagers playing table football and two boys playing table tennis in the huge room.However, the small number of people does not mean deserted, because the two guys are about to rise from playing table tennis to table tennis rackets——

"How dare you call yourself the male version of Deng Yaping with your skills? Just pick one out of elementary school physical education class and kill you instantly!"

"I can't play well?! Did you give me a fucking chance to play! I just picked up the ball!"

"It doesn't work to connect the serve, so what's the point of hitting!"

"Is that a normal person's serve! If I didn't hide so fast, I would be blind!"

"Do you understand the ACE ball, high technology!"

"roll!"

"Hey, who are you letting go, believe it or not, I will give you a luxury set of Ice Breaker and Fire Dragon!"

"Dare to call it luxurious with two small tricks? Then my Changhe Sunset Desert Guyan Blood Roll Kuangsha kills with a single knife and four combos are simply supreme!"

"I go--"

"Nima—"

At first, Fang Zheng only recognized one side as the big H whom he had seen before, and the other side was a handsome and innocent young man with a bit of a naughty face, but when he heard this, there was no doubt about the other party's identity: "Little Bailong!"

Xiao Bailong, who was about to make a move, stopped when he heard the words, and looked back at Fang Zheng suspiciously: "Who are you? Do you recognize me?"

Of course I recognize it, there is no one who can break the dimensional wall of Big H and smoothly bring his character in the game into reality and have a tacit understanding with him to this extent.

But there are some big truths, you can't just say nonsense: "We wrote the book together, you forgot? Come on, let's recall my sweet voice carefully~~~~"

Xiao Bailong frowned two handsome eyebrows. There are too many people in YY group, it is difficult to extract the audio data accurately at the moment, but this shameless person who can naturally use the word sweet...

Just when the answer was about to come out, Xiao Bailong received a mischievous blow from the back of the head by Big H: "You are stupid, why don't you wear a famous tag?"

Xiao Bailong couldn't take it any longer, and was about to turn around and run away, when he suddenly saw the words "milk is mother" on the name tag from the corner of his eye, and instantly became angry: "Ghost costume leader?!"

Fang Zheng showed a friendly smile: "No talent, I'm here."

Xiao Bailong looked at him fixedly, admiring him from the bottom of his heart: "How dare you come here."

A crack appeared in Fang Zheng's smile: "...how do you say that?"

Xiao Bailong raised his eyebrows: "Do you really not know or pretend you don't know?"

Fang Zheng looked to the left, to the right, to the ceiling, and then to the bottom of his feet: "I know that our regiment has made great achievements, and it is inevitable that people will be jealous..."

"Ok?"

"Okay how many people are waiting to beat me up? TAT"

"Incalculable."

"Like vast stardust?"

"At this time, there is no need to drag words!"

After some "enthusiastic greetings", Fang Zheng remembered to ask Yizui, and the answer he got was that he hadn't arrived yet.Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Bailong finished speaking, a call came from the blood cow - your sister and Yi are drunk.

Fang Zheng hurriedly returned to the hall with Xiaoniao. Since he was the leader of his own team, Xiao Bailong naturally went with him, but——

"What are you doing with us?"

Seeing that the other party is still a student party, Big H decided to bear with it: "We are all brothers in the same game, can't we greet you?"

Xiao Bailong didn't tease him any more, but just gave a very friendly "cut".

Fang Zheng, who was watching the whole process, sighed, looked at Xiaoniao, and sent a silent message with rolling eyes: Why bother to play table tennis with a partner after this is all over.

Xiaoniao quickly sent a reply: There is a kind of friendship called I like the way you scold me after being scolded by me.

……

The Silk Road has brought back a new group of friends, who are now gathering around to register and receive room cards from scratch.Fang Zheng has never met your sister in person, but this does not prevent him from recognizing her at a glance - there is only a strange girl, and she is having a good time with Sister Xue Niu ╮(╯_╰)╭

Your sister at [-] looks very petite next to Sister Xueniu, her slightly curly bob hair makes her look sweeter with her baby face, and her voice is also nice, like a breeze blowing through a wind chime...

"I knew the head of the group must be in the same room as the deputy group hehehe..."

What a broken wind chime!

"Cough—" Fang Zheng cleared his throat vigorously, posing as the head of the regiment.

Your sister was startled, she turned her head quickly, her gaze slowly went up, she first paused on the name tag, and then she met his face: "Team leader?"

Fang Zheng gave a noncommittal "hmm".

Your sister's eyes widened: "You are so handsome!"

The leader of the ghost costume smiled openly: "You are also more beautiful than I imagined~~~~"

In the gradually warming legion love, the one who got the room card came back drunk, with a slender figure, refreshing short hair, sunshine, health, the kind of person who can run for school grass just by taking a mobile phone photo.

"It's okay to be drunk." With a warm smile, Yizui took the lead in extending a friendly hand.

Fang Zheng quickly shook hands with him: "The leader of the ghost suit."

A drunken smile: "Did you suddenly find out that you should be cautious when taking your ID?"

Fang Zheng was hard to argue with. In fact, when he introduced himself to Silent Hill before, he was very smooth. Anyway, Yinerfang is not much better than himself. ashamed >_

"It looks like this is the sharp ghost costume deputy team." Let go of Fang Zheng's hand, and turned to Polly again when he was drunk.

Xiaoniao shook his head: "I don't dare to be sharp, it's just better than ordinary people."

Drunken and happy, just as he was about to respond, another person was faster than him——

"I thought Crazy's lack of beating was self-taught, but it turned out to be Legion style."

There were two people who came, around [-] or [-], dressed in simple clothes, with no expression on their faces, and there seemed to be some traces of frowning between their brows, so that even if they didn't frown, it gave people a feeling of "I'm not doing anything because of something." The feeling of "happy" is a waste of a handsome face.In stark contrast to his sense of distance, the one who spoke was not tall, dressed in trendy clothes, and felt that wearing a baseball cap could immediately start hip-hop.

"You are..." Different from Little White Dragon and Big H who can also provide familiar audio, Fang Zheng searched all over his memory and felt that the speaker was very strange.

Mr. Xiha took out the name tag from his trousers pocket and pinned it to the hem of his clothes casually. Only then did Fang Zheng see the other party's ID—Brother Dongfeng.

However, this is still a character Fang Zheng is not familiar with. Think about his previous words: "Have you been abused by a lunatic?"

Brother Dongfeng was speechless: "You really can steadily bring in new hatred with every sentence..."

Fang Zheng reflected: "I'm sorry I didn't use the words..."

Brother Dongfeng: "What you said is completely accurate."

...Then why are you hypocritical! =_=

"It's the Sky Arena," Brother Dongfeng shrugged, "The 2B fighter jets of your regiment are crazy, and the Dutch chamber of commerce is flying like a thousand mountains and birds, and there are passing masters who break everything. I have never encountered such a thing in my life. A hated combination."

"Uh," this lineup made Fang Zheng feel uncontrollably sympathetic, "Then your team battle must be rough..."

"No," Brother Dongfeng shook his head, and then said firmly, "It's the anger of both humans and gods."

Realizing that it is better not to go any further, the leader of the ghost costume decisively shifted the topic to the "new partner" who had been silent: "This is..."

The new partner pointed to his chest, Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and approached slightly, it was a very kind ID.

"The coffin shop!" Fang Zheng was surprised and pleasantly surprised.

"Hello." The man opened his mouth, and the familiar voice matched Fang Zheng's memory, but his smile was fleeting, and before he saw it clearly, he returned to his serious face, "I just checked The sign-in list, 715 seems to have not come yet."

"I guess the car is late." Fang Zheng speculated, while looking at Brother Dongfeng and Coffin Shop's pair of CPs, "Why did you two get together, a new combination?"

Brother Dongfeng's black line: "Everyone in the silent fortress is going to grow grass, who doesn't know who."

"Oh yes," Fang Zheng suddenly realized, "You two are convinced."

While chatting, a man wearing a T-shirt of a travel agency, like Iron Abacus who started from scratch, broke out from the sign-in crowd, looked around, and finally locked his eyes on Fang Zheng, walked over, and asked in a friendly manner: "The leader of the ghost suit?"

Fang Zheng nodded because he didn't know. At the same time, he glanced at the other party's famous brand - the weight of conscience, one of the gold-medal business accounts that organized this event.

"Hasn't Bailian Chengyao 715 from your group arrived yet?"

"I guess the car is late." Wait, did he remember it wrong, it seems that the same conversation happened not long ago, or did he miss the members too much as the group leader, so he had hallucinations? =_=

In the midst of confusion, another voice came from behind: "Chief of the ghost suit?"

Fang Zheng turned around quickly, and it turned out that there were two young men, who were no longer wearing travel agency overalls, and wore their name tags neatly on their chests—Moriarty, Wandering Monk.

"Hasn't Bailian Chengyao 715 from your group arrived yet?"

"..."

The coffin shop, who couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and relieved the leader of the ghost costume in the circle: "Don't ask, it hasn't arrived yet."

The two looked disappointed. Just as they were about to speak, the fifth person appeared——

"Haven't arrived yet? Tsk."

Fang Zheng no longer looks at the face, but directly looks at the name tag—to be the devil king today.

No. 438 Coffin Shop, Conscience Scale, Moriarty, Wandering Monk, today is the Demon King, counting the self-made self-made people who picked up the station before, there are six people in total, holding hands, heart to heart, the same [-] and the same dream...

"Stinky boy, you are indeed the chief demon refiner of my ghost suit." A sense of happiness that "my family has a girl who has just grown up and is raised in a deep boudoir is still known to everyone" almost overwhelms the head of the ghost suit. group..."

No. [-] Coffin Shop, Conscience Weight, Moriarty, Wandering Monk: "..."

Be the devil king today: "No, no, yes!"

"Well, can I interject?" The quiet but clear male voice brought the ghost costume leader's thoughts back to reality.

Another new face, young and clean, just like his ID.

"You also asked 715?"

"No no, I want to ask the lucky little fortune..."

"It's over, the end of the world, even your uncle has fans..."

Be the devil king today: "All, say, yes, and, no, yes!!!"

……

The much-anticipated 438 appeared at close to 11:30. It was the penultimate group of small partners brought back by the merchants on the Silk Road. There were a large number of people, and 438 was crowded in the middle, creating a proud feeling of being surrounded by others. momentum.

438 is not tall, and the color of the clothes is dull. He can only see a straight face, and the window of the soul is blocked by the thick-bottomed glasses on the bridge of the nose. In short, a word, dirt.But when he opens his mouth to give you a big hug, you will feel that all the dusty dust flies away, and the whole world is only bright and holy.

"Captain, you are just as I imagined, very kind~(≧▽≦)/~"

"Vice team, you are so cool, you look amazing >_<"

Fang Zheng fondled his hair and Xiaoniao had a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Enough intimacy, the leader of the ghost costume brought his baby to the "backup group" who had been waiting for a long time. At that time, Fang Zheng had already understood the love and hatred of several friends with 438. The four words are mainly contracted by the devil king today: "Come, meet your true fan."

438 was at a loss, until he saw the brand names one after another, the smile bloomed on his face again, and it became brighter and brighter: "I have been wanting to thank you for the matter of the vanilla forest, and I finally have a chance today!" After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the other party What, it's a bear hug!

This matter needs to be done by another old man, and he will fly away without saying a word, but I don’t know if it’s because Zhengtai’s appearance is too small or his soft and cute personality is easy to gain favorability. 438’s doing this is very natural. No matter how you look at it, he is a lively The child is showing his love, you don't need to do much, just touch the head, or give a candy, you can make him happy.

Of course, the premise is that he doesn’t talk too much——

"The weight of conscience, thank you for helping me catch the phoenix! Although you didn't catch it when you helped me >_<"

"Yunyou Monk, although you lied to me at the beginning, but later you turned around and helped me catch the phoenix. Although I didn't catch the same thing, I still have to thank you >_<"

"Moriarty, although you sneaked up on me at first, I knew you felt guilty later, so I helped me like them, thank you!"

"The coffin shop! The coffin shop! I, I don't know what to say, you not only helped me catch the phoenix, you don't want to thank me for the gift, you also..."

"Yes, yes." The coffin shop grabbed the koala from his body, "We all feel your feelings, and then we don't need to describe the whole process in the thank you speech next time..."

Moriarty nodded sharply.

The weight of conscience added in time: "There is no need for the ending!"

There is nothing to love in the wandering monk's life: "The process and the ending are both swollen, and I really didn't lie to you, the heavens of May, why don't you let the snowflakes of grievances fall...TAT"

Wuyue Feishuang didn't show up, but today the Demon King took advantage of the chaos and quietly retreated to the back. In a few more steps, he can successfully leave the attack range of Bailian Chengyao 715 and avoid that terrible skill, [神の圣光] ...

"Devil King~(≧▽≦)/~"

He failed.

"Thank you for letting go of the past. I stole the golden phoenix. Not only did you not blame me, but you even came here to welcome me. How can there be such a good person like you in the world! >_<"

The hug of Bailian Chengyao is very strong, and the hug of Bailian Chengyao is very warm. Today, as a devil king, I feel that my soul has been sublimated in this hug.

The scariest thing in the world is not that your revenge fails, but that after the failure, you become a fan of your enemy. ——"The Devil's Confession Log"

……

Being the devil king today did not evade 438 in the end, but Fang Zheng managed to evade Yao Bieding.

That was the last group of friends to arrive. At that time, Xiaoniao had already returned to the room, leaving only the leader of the ghost costume who was still full of curiosity.

At first, Fang Zheng didn't think about hiding medicine, even when he heard that the other party was also in the last group of friends, he was a little excited, stretched his neck and looked into the crowd, until the transvestite who didn't know where came out quietly. He whispered close to his ear: "Leader, don't look for it, camouflage pants, short-sleeved vest, it looks like you can hit ten of them, that's it."

The leader of the ghost costume trusts his team members unconditionally, so after recalling the series of great achievements he has made on Yaoyao, he coolly... hid behind the pillar.

The Blessing of the Shemale is not as dishonest as his ID. On the contrary, with his delicate facial features, obedient student head, and clean, light-colored preppy style, he is a standard herbivore man no matter how you look at it.

"I'm not afraid of him," the leader of the ghost costume tried to explain to the members, "I just want to save such a grand reunion of the century for the lively scene of all the members gathering at lunch later."

The ladyboy nodded seriously: "I understand, it's hard for him to do anything when there are too many people."

Fang Zheng didn't speak any more, but just held the ladyboy's hand tightly.

When sneaking into the elevator, Fang Zheng remembered that he seemed to have missed a very important person: "Your uncle!"

How about a well-chosen name, Uncle, with a pun, modal particles and ID, all of them.

Although the three-dimensional medicine is always a bit cruel, but you can’t not welcome your uncle just because of him, not to mention being emotionally upset as the head of the team, but from a rational point of view, the cruelty of the medicine is more than enough for your uncle. Little finger ╮(╯_╰)╭

Seeing that the group leader was about to run out of the elevator, the ladyboy looked confused: "Isn't the uncle not coming?"

Fang Zheng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Shemale: "The weight of conscience contacted me a few days ago, saying that the uncle can't come, and the room where he and 438 originally lived, was changed to me and 438."

Fang Zheng frowned: "Then why didn't you mention it in YY?"

The ladyboy was surprised: "I thought the uncle told you, but he didn't?"

The game has been calm for a while, so Fang Zheng puts more energy into the studio, occasionally hangs up Huaxia at night, and doesn't talk too much with everyone, who knows that such a thing will happen.Wait, that's not right, he clearly remembered that the uncle signed up.

"I signed up and paid all the money, but later said that the unit would not give leave, and he couldn't do anything about it." Conscience weighed patiently on the other end of the phone and explained, "Later, I readjusted the room."

"The money is also refunded?"

"not yet."

"Why don't you refund the money if you don't come?!"

"Don't worry, just listen to me," okay, this guy who is tearing up profiteers is definitely a good head of China, "I want to refund his money, but he said that he won't use it for the time being, and we can talk about it after May Day."

Fang Zheng was a little confused: "Is it too early to collect money?"

Conscience weighs: "Your members, you understand."

After hanging up the phone, the leader of the ghost suit still didn't understand, so he simply dialed your uncle's cell phone, but the voice came from the opposite side - the number you dialed could not be connected temporarily.

A trace of worry welled up in Fang Zheng's heart, he didn't want to think badly, but the other party was your uncle, it was so hard to TAT

This anxiety lasted until twelve o'clock at noon.

The huge mountain restaurant is almost contracted by Huaxia's friends, and the individual tourists can count on two hands. I don't know if it is not very popular, or the tourists have gone out to eat farmhouse entertainment.Anyway, Brother Huaxia didn't care about other things, some legionaries sat in groups, and scattered people shared tables by themselves. It was bustling and lively for a while.

A total of eight people came from the ghost costume friends, taking out March and the coffin shop.In fact, no one invited, and no one greeted, the two just sat down naturally, and then the ghost costume partner accepted it naturally, as if everything should be so.

"Where are Fifth Brother and Diamond?" Someone asked.

"The studio is busy, so I didn't come." Fang Zheng replied casually, a little perfunctory.

The weight of conscience is speaking on the front stage, to the effect that it is nothing more than to welcome the Chinese friends to come to such a beautiful place in this beautiful season to join in the grand event, but Fang Zheng can't listen to a word. He took out his mobile phone for the Nth time, ready to go Try it again, if you still can't get through, he will...

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

The huge and somewhat weird roar of the car broke the peace of the restaurant. The Huaxia friends all looked out the window at the same time. The translucent floor-to-ceiling glass made the outside world clear at a glance—a black SUV was slowly driving towards the parking space.

It was a very handsome off-road vehicle, with a powerful and ferocious model, and its lines were resolute and smooth. The only fly in the ointment was that one of its front tires was completely deflated, and the inner aluminum alloy ring touched the ground from time to time, making a clicking sound.

Although it was so difficult, the off-road vehicle still struggled to enter the parking space, and the angle was not bad. I have to praise the driver's technique.Soon, the car door opened, and a man jumped out. He was agile and elegant. He was wearing casual clothes with a touch of British style.

The man didn't walk around after getting out of the car, but took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Almost at the same time, music sounded in the almost completely quiet restaurant: "You are sick~~you have medicine~~how much do you take~~how much do you have~~how much do you eat, how much do you have~~how much do you have, how much do you have How much~~don’t stop the medicine~don’t stop the medicine~don’t stop the medicine~~~”

The leader of the ghost costume has been in the music world for more than [-] years. He thinks he has seen all kinds of ghosts, but he really has to admit that he has never heard a song that is more malicious than the current one...

"It's right in front of your eyes, come in quickly!" Yao Bieting's voice was full of air, matching his neat short hair, unruly vest, rough camouflage, and wild muscles, it was perfect.

The man outside the window put away the phone, raised his eyes to look at the restaurant, then looked away after a few seconds, turned to talk to the car.Soon, the co-pilot's door opened, and another guy jumped out.Unlike the driver, the guy was dressed in sportswear, which looked like a school uniform at first glance, but when he was supported by his beautiful figure, he lost his rusticity and only remained youthful.

The two of them walked into the restaurant very quickly, and the weight of conscience on the stage immediately began to enliven the atmosphere: "It seems that two of our friends are late, so we won't be fined. Let me introduce myself to my brothers, haha!"

In fact, there is no need to weigh the conscience, these two have to come here, because now the entire restaurant is silent, and all the friends' eyes are focused on them, comparable to spotlights on a dark stage.

An elegant male god, a sunny and fresh meat, the appearance of this pair is absolutely beyond the sky, but the way of appearance is so special that it always makes people feel weird =_=

"There was an accident on the road, and the tire blew up," the driver said first, saving even the wheat, "But good technology has this advantage, and the lack of wheels can still drive steadily. How about it, handsome."

All the friends: "..."

Although the handsome facial features and slightly naturally curly hair add more artistic and elegant temperament to him after getting close, they still can't change your instinctive reaction of kicking up after listening to this person.

"Oh, I almost forgot," the driver smiled brightly, his neat and white teeth reflected a gleam of light that no one would believe if it wasn't PS under the sunlight, "The Dutch chamber of commerce, a thousand birds fly like a bird."

"Don't be so alarmed," said Yao, who couldn't listen anymore. In order to prevent the image of the legion from completely collapsing, he shifted the focus directly, "Who is that next to him?"

Qian Shan looked at his team leader very seriously: "I ran into him on the road, but... I'm not sure if I can say his glorious name in a public place with so many people."

Yao Bie Ting unconsciously took half a small step back, and decided to shift the focus again: "You are an imported off-roader, and you don't even have a spare tire!"

Qian Shan still looked at his team leader seriously: "The one that exploded is already here."

The leader of the ghost suit who had been watching the whole process with his mobile phone tightly held tightly, could no longer lie to himself at this moment. He took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his energy to make up his mind, and finally dialed the number again.

A few seconds later, the Huaxia friends who had just been deeply hurt by the phone ringing of the drug, ushered in a magical note full of magical healing——

"Discuss why you are not happy~~Let's see what it says in the happiness manual~~You will gain a lot by following it~~Don't let the happiness go away~~~"