The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2176 [My Minister of Justice] (+1)

Li Leisi, whose soul was full and vigorous but whose body was still asleep, yawned as she sat down beside the dining table. As expected, Rao Qifang was the only one in the villa, and she spoke without restraint: "You are so ashamed. You look like the Dinglu who was raped. Have you thrown your basic skills to the dogs?"

"To talk about basic skills with that kind of beast, Rao Qifang, are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Just practice more cooking!"

Li Leisi was too lazy to talk, she just ate her meal in silence, and tasted the saltiness of the food: "This family would be broken up without Aunt Kong, Rao Qifang, I've worked so hard, and you're just warming up these leftovers to please me?"

"There's hot water in the kitchen, and there's instant noodles in the snack room. I remember you loved eating these when you were a kid!" Rao Qifang also ignored him: "Where's my son?"

"Maybe he's dead tired!"

"Oh, thin field and fat wife, only my son doesn't despise you, an ugly thing, and treats you like a treasure!"

“It’s my genetic trait!”

"Look in the mirror. If you were half as pretty as me, would I have been so sad every day?" Rao Qifang shouted, "Son? Son! Come on! I'm warming up the soup for you on the stove!"

Li Leisi picked up the bowl and left without saying anything: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was soup!"

"It's not for you!"

"Then I'll drink too!"

It didn't take long for Jin Yujing, Lao Wang, Suo Zhihui, Qin Zhenzhen, Li Qingyi and others to come in with bags of things, talking and laughing. Kong Jingqiao was the last one to come in. She sighed as she entered the door: "More than half of the people in the night market have disappeared. Every family is wearing white. This is still the base. I really don't know what it's like outside now."

Rao Qifang specializes in treating the melancholy of the passing of time, or rather, the melancholy of some old women: "Don't act so old-fashioned when you are already old, or you will die young. Ho, Chef Kong, how do you manage to eat rice and be good at the same time? Control your emotions a little, wait for me, I'll go get some melon seeds and potato chips!"

Kong Jingqiao's expression visibly turned cold, just like the one at RT-Mart who had killed fish for ten years. Her eyes were filled with the spirit of eliminating harm for the people: "Kill a plate?"

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

Chess and tea table are placed together, and when the King of Hell comes, you have to kneel beside and wait.

Jin Yujing probably figured out that Li Cang might have something to do tonight, so she decided to stay up with them. She crossed her legs and sat beside them, pulling out a deck of cards from under the tea table: "Shall we play for a while?"

"I me me!"

Li Qingyi and Qin Zhenzhen started fighting with each other for wealth. Comrade Little Aunt had received a reward from Rao Qifang before and had saved up a large amount of start-up capital, so she couldn't wait to kill.

Lao Wang pulled out a bunch of crude plastic toys and said, "Try this! It's absolutely amazing! I just stole it from an unscrupulous second-hand dealer at the night market! He actually dared to sell eight work-point cards for this junky thing. He is so shameless. What is justice from heaven? This is justice from heaven!"

Give money?

What money should be given?

They all say that if you get what you want, your grandfather Wang will give you some money!

A set of pink, red, and green fish head covers like the ones in the Benbolba, several broken curved plastic racks and a plastic rod with buckles, thick-skinned balloons, inflatable hammers, rubber bands, dice, mousetraps, electric shock therapy devices, screaming chicken whistles, and a bunch of other unrelated abstract things. What's even more abstract is that these things actually come with several systematic instruction manuals and share the same set name -

[My Minister of Punishment]

"I don't want to play!" Li Cang's face turned green when he saw what Diaomao brought back. A wave of unbearable memories came to his mind: "Take it away, take it away. This thing doesn't have the technical content of poker!"

"Two golden pumpkin seeds in each hand!" "Fuck it, come on!"

Qin Zhenzhen was still reading the instructions in a daze: "The Minister of Punishment's electrotherapy device, 1 to 80 levels are suitable for followers with basic attribute values ​​of 3 to 240c. The equivalent of each rotation of the red knob doubles; the Minister of Punishment's life-threatening dice, a product of praying for weight gain, can only be used effectively when used with the Minister of Punishment's electrotherapy device. The perceived weight increases by 1 to 6 times on each side according to the points, and the difficulty of operation increases; the Minister of Punishment's animal trap can only be used effectively with the Minister of Punishment's electrotherapy device, and the pain is doubled. Once selected, it is almost impossible to avoid; the Minister of Punishment's rubber band can be used with the Minister of Punishment's electrotherapy device and the painful bow arm, and the pain is super doubled; the Minister of Punishment's painful mask."

The long dining table was cleaned up. Li Cang, who was wearing a pink fish-head human mask, and Da Lao Wang, who was wearing a green fish-head human mask, stood on both sides of the table barefoot and in thin shirts, just like Benbolba and Babolben, with screaming chicken whistles in their mouths, rubber bands tied around their chests, and electrotherapy patches all over their arms, legs, chests, waists, hips, foreheads and necks. The ground was covered with densely packed small clips.

Li Cang's voice rang out along with the whistle of the screaming chicken, and there was a highly credible questioning tone in his voice: "That's not right, you scheming thing, isn't it just what you want whether I, Timi, win or lose when playing this kind of thing that Ace loves with you?"

"Bullshit! If you can play, get out of here. If you can't play, don't talk nonsense!"

"Come!"

The physiotherapy machine started at gear 240. Li Cang and Lao Wang's arms were trembling slightly, which was visibly visible. The two stupid fish-headed men stood there straight and stubbornly, and there seemed to be a smell of gunpowder between them.

Qin Zhenzhen swallowed her saliva and briefly read the rules of the game on the memorial: "Emmm, roll the dice, and insert the needle of the balloon torture device into the number you roll. Then stack the dice together and you can flick the opponent when you are done. In addition, flick it when the clamp makes a sound, flick it when the screaming chicken makes a sound, and lose the grand slam if the balloon bursts, and lose the grand slam if the dice falls over!"

They have just had a brief taste of these torture instruments, which can basically be described in four words: excruciating pain, soul-touching, inhumane, and hopeless. So is this the happiness of men? It looks quite perverted, but it's actually not normal at all.

Lao Wang lost the game of rock-paper-scissors. He picked up the dice tremblingly and threw it on the table.

"6? 6! Haha! God will punish this evil thief!"

The fish-headed man's mask can blur a large part of the vision. Lao Wang almost half climbed onto the table and looked down at the count. Even through the two big fish eyes that were glowing with strange light, one could feel the malice in his eyes.

The balloon torture device is composed of six curved plastic frames that frame the balloon. Each plastic frame has four holes with clips, through which plastic columns can be inserted to pierce the balloon. Each plastic column has six scales, and a click sound will be heard when the scale is reached.

"Crack, click, click, click!"

It has to be said that Lao Wang is the kind of person who is cruel to himself and even crueler to others. He used a plastic stick to pull up all six scales, and the balloon framed inside was visibly distorted. The little yellow bean-shaped, sweaty, and grinning man painted on the balloon had already become a heart-wrenching shape.

Lao Wang was satisfied and turned up Li Cang's electrotherapy device to a higher level: "The martial arts in the world are indestructible, only speed can't break it, Sun thief, wait for death~"

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Damn, I was careless. Is it too late to delete the dice-rolling part which has too much uncertainty?

"You! Come here quickly and die!"

"Ah!"

The rubber bands tied around Li Cang's chest were opened and closed by Lao Wang, and the sound was like a full moon and thunder, resounding through the sky. Tiny pieces of cloth were visibly bounced off his clothes.

"Sigh~"

Qin Zhenzhen, Suo Zhihui, Li Qingyi and Tai Xiaoyi all gasped and took half a step back!

This is just the first time!

The clothes just, just, just got torn? !

This month’s monthly votes have reached one thousand, so I will add more chapters without waiting for next month. I wish all readers a happy new year in advance. In the new year, there will be fish in every class, and you won’t get fat no matter what you eat, and making money is like drinking water!

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