My right eye is mutated

Chapter 87

The wooden floor reflected the blurry figure.

The lights are bright.

"See clearly?" Zhou Buzhou asked.

"Do you remember clearly?" Li Changfeng asked.

The others nodded vigorously.

Yang Zimei chuckled: "It's already unforgettable, I can know where the steak is with my eyes closed!"

Zhou Buzhou said seriously: "Not only the ones in the vegetable bowl, but also those on their dinner plates!"

"understand!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Zhou Buzhou said indifferently: "I remind you again! You are not allowed to steal! Whoever steals a piece will receive a sword from me!"

puff!

Someone couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Buzhou glanced coldly.

Everyone nodded seriously.

Zhou Buzhou nodded: "Okay, follow the plan!"

"understand!"

Zhou Buzhou walked in grandly.

In the plan, he is responsible for chatting up and diverting other people's attention.

Who made him the one with the best English among the 54 people?
Having said that, the English score of the college entrance examination is 249 points, and the English score of the fourth level is [-]. This can also become the person with the best English...

Zhou Buzhou was very surprised.

"Halo! Goodnight touches you! . . . Oh, Lou, Goodnight!"

Zhou Buzhou walked in with a smile on his face.

A group of white people who were eating looked at each other.

But after all, he did not lose his courtesy.

One of the people who gave people a feeling of spring breeze stood up, and he smiled very nicely: "Halo, good night!"

"Ai Mufan! Ai Mufan!"

"Will, are you convincing?"

Zhou Buzhou smiled kindly, and at the same time, his eyeballs were watching around.

The foreigner paused for a while, and then answered with a smile on his face: "England! And you?"

mine?
Zhou Buzhou's eyes lit up slightly!
He saw it!

He saw where the master switch was.

He quickly put his right hand behind his back, making various gestures.

The foreigner in front of him thought Zhou Buzhou didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "My friend, and you?"

Outside the room, Li Changfeng gestured to the people behind him.

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up: "Do it!"

All the people took out towels and put them on their faces.

"kill!"

A group of people rushed in aggressively.

Seeing countless people covering their faces with towels rushing in.

The foreigner who was talking to Zhou Buzhou paused, and so did the other foreigners.

Zhou Buzhou pretended to be dazed, and yelled first: "Waterhat, Watthat!"

Li Changfeng burst out with the aura of the peak of the first order, and rushed to the main switch that Zhou Buzhou discovered at an extremely fast speed!
He punched down.

In an instant, the whole room could not be seen!

Zhou Buzhou kicked hard in front of him, and at the same time he screamed and threw aside, and said, "Oh Mai Kar, oh Mai Kar!"

Shet!

disdain!

Falk oil!
Hey!
kill!

All kinds of roars resounded.

Chaos!

Totally messed up!

Zhou Buzhou grabbed a piece of steak that was already on the dinner plate according to the location in his memory.

The next moment, the other hand also grabbed the steak!

Zhou Buzhou was slightly angry, and punched him.

The other side is also bombarded with a punch.

"Grass mud horse!"

With a roar from the opposite side, he rushed forward again.

Zhou Buzhou's face darkened: "Get lost, it's me!"

The other side paused.

The other side continued to roar: "Grass mud horse! The foreigner can speak human language!"

Another punch came up.

That anger in Zhou Buzhou's heart!
I have revealed my identity and you are still here?
Zhou Buzhou punched out again.

The next moment, he heard that person shouting again: "Everyone be careful, there is a foreigner who can speak Chinese, Zhou Buzhou, Brother Li, come and fuck him!"

Zhou Buzhou was speechless.

Too lazy to tangle with the sectarian Saby, he grabbed the steak and backed away quickly.

It was only ten seconds before and after.

Everyone rushed out.

Zhou Buzhou asked: "Have you got everything?"

Yang Zimei put down the big wooden barrel.

Inside, there are dense steaks!
The crowd rejoiced.

"Let's go, the next one!"

"My friend, what happened?"

An English voice resounded from behind a sect disciple.

A dizzy gringo poked his head, and he suddenly looked at Zhou Buzhou in astonishment.

He was the one who talked face to face with Zhou Buzhou.

Zhou Buzhou's face darkened: "Why did you bring him out?"

The sect disciple was also dazed: "He hit me, I felt like he flew out of it, I thought he was one of us..."

Chen Shiwo threw his head at the man's head.

Yin Shaozhen picked up the man cooperatively and threw it into the house.

There was another burst in the room, shet, contempt, and fak oil.

"Let's go, the next one!"

Zhou Buzhou looked at the sectarians and felt a little flustered.

In the next place, the other party does not seem to be speaking English, but English is common!

Zhou Buzhou continued to strike up a conversation in English, and after finding the main switch, a group of people rushed in to turn off the lights and grab the meat!

After robbing seven or eight places in a row, everyone came to a brightly lit room again.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, this seems to be Japan!"

"Grass, these Japanese devils!"

"The massacre that year..."

"Fuck it!"

"Fuck them!"

The base of the Ministry of Spirits is okay, and communication with the outside world has not been cut off, and over the years, under the subtle influence of national policies, not to mention some people who advocate Japanese culture, but at least they don't hate Japanese culture so ignorantly.

But for the sectarian world.

Hearing the word Dongying, all eyes were red.

90 years ago, after how many sectarian powerhouses went down the mountain, they never went back?
How many sects even left only one young disciple, and all the rest went down the mountain, but none of them came back.

"Kill them!" Chen Shiwo's face was grim.

"Kill them!" Yin Shaozhen and Lin Wuhui had ferocious expressions on their faces.

The disciples of the other sects all looked excited and murderous.

Zhou Buzhou shook his head: "Kill them now, it's not easy to deal with! Wait for tomorrow's competition, we will collectively challenge Dongpu and wipe them out!"

Li Changfeng also nodded: "Old Zhou is right! Now kill the disciples to cause trouble."

Li Changfeng turned his head and glanced at the crowd, and said, "Remember, if you don't forget your original intention, you will always be there. What is our original intention?"

Yang Zimei raised her hand: "Get the steak!"

"Correct!"

Li Changfeng nodded with a dark face: "Save their lives first, and kill them tomorrow! Let's grab the steak first tonight!"

Chen Shiwo was full of confusion: "I... I... OK, I will kill tomorrow!"

Chen Shiwo was obedient, and the others gradually calmed down.

Li Changfeng turned his head to look at Zhou Buzhou: "I'm going?"

"I'm still going!"

After Zhou Buzhou finished speaking, he walked over directly.

This time, Zhou Buzhou didn't smile any more.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Zhou Buzhou shouted with a sullen face: "Hua Guo, Zhou Buzhou from the Lingbu base is here, Dongying Xiaozong hastened to kneel down and pay respects!"

The number of places in Japan is pitifully small.

There are only thirteen people here.

The faces of the thirteen Dongying people were all cold, and even a guy dressed as a samurai slowly pulled out a samurai sword.

Zhou Buzhou sneered.

He didn't care either.

Then, he saw the location of the master switch.

He gestured behind his back with his left hand.

But the right hand pulled out the sword brazenly, and with a single stroke of the sword, the table shattered into pieces.

"idiot!"

Several people dressed as Japanese warriors drew their swords instantly.

There are also a few guys dressed as ninjas who disappear.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly startled, there really are ninjas?
Is it a teleportation?
It is at this time,
Li Changfeng rushed in, he drew a circle on the ground, and then stomped down hard.

Bang bang bang!
The few ninja-like guys who disappeared fell to the ground from all directions.

Li Changfeng sneered: "Playing Qimen Dunjia in front of our ancestors? Dongying bastards, you are still a little tender!"

Afterwards, Li Changfeng rushed out.

It's dark!

Please close your eyes!
Werewolves, please open your eyes!

54 pairs of green eyes lit up, 54 guys like bandits rushed into the darkness and snatched all the steaks.

Four people are responsible for carrying the food, and the other fifty people, on average, one out of three people.

He beat up all the Japanese people he could get.

Then Yang Zimei unbuttoned her pants.

The other boys all unbuttoned their pants in unison.

"idiot!!!"

The miserable howling resounded between the heaven and the earth.

Zhou Buzhou and other 54 people fled quickly holding the steak.

15 minute later.

Except for the row of houses on the Huaxia side, the rest of the place was completely fried and completely dark.

Even when they passed the first accommodation in England, there were still fighting sounds in the dark room.

There is also the non-stop scolding of Xie Te who despises Fake Oil.

The 54 people were slightly ashamed.

They returned to the residence neatly and quietly.

Yang Zimei, Chen Shiwo, Yin Shaozhen, and Ming Yayin each hold a bucket of steak.

"Come on, brothers, let's eat meat and drink!"

Yang Zimei roared.

A group of people rushed forward, filled the bowl with red wine, and gnawed on the steak.

The more than forty people in the Yaobu ​​base and the foreign base looked stunned.

The four people who transferred from the base of the spirit department to the base of the demon department felt slightly sad.

For some reason, this scene reminded them of the night when 50 people from the Lingbu base escaped from the cell of the different base.

This is life!
Not just gulping alcohol and gulping meat.

What's more, brothers go crazy together!

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