"The captain was furious and scolded him.

"hey-hey."

fly into a rage?

A slander?

White latte frowned.

...

workshop.

Fang Yiqian backed her hands.

“Everything is fast!

"According to the guidance of the fireworks master, assemble it quickly."

I saw all kinds of colorful liquids in a large iron pot were poured into bottles and jars.

Every bottle or jar is engraved with marks and leaves a fuse.

A proud smile appeared on Fang Yiqian's face.

She made a phone call, got some small suggestions from the fireworks master, and received only a few tips.

But it's enough!

The work flow is greatly optimized, the work speed is greatly improved, and the work progress is in place in one step!

"This guy still has two brushes.

"Tonight, we can start the action."

Thinking of those guards, Fang Yiqian was sarcastic.

Even if you keep those damn dogs, what can you do?

Even if you speed up the training of dog noses, what can you do?

What I want to do can still be done.

It's just a call, asking for some acquaintances, or owing some favors.

A broken town the size of a chicken butt is actually trying to resist?

What kind of climate can a group of idiots who have practiced martial arts for decades become?

"We traverse the wasteland, killing and killing, and deciding with one word.

"You idiots can only be fish on the chopping board."

Suddenly, she realized that she was a little stupid to talk to herself like this.

Before, there was a junior brother beside her.

You can talk, laugh, and chat.

But now, my junior brother is gone, who will I say to?

"One article..."

Take your junior brother to such a small town and complete a simple task.

How pleasant it is to talk, have dinner, and kill some people together.

After completing the task, we will happily return to the yard together. How comfortable.

But, the junior brother is gone.

She couldn't even see her junior brother for the last time.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Her hands suddenly had blue veins storm and her metacarpal bones stretched out!

The blood stains on the palms and the carrion between the fingers have not been washed away.

“White latte!

“This time, you can’t escape.
Chapter completed!