Doomsday Pavilion

A colorful light-duty modified off-road vehicle with very little armor and two circles of alloy tracks on the body, like a girl's skirt.

Zuo Chen set up a lot of things on the roof of the car, holding a big horn in his hand, yelling, "Everyone is optimistic! Buy it away! This is before the catastrophe..."

A few cars were parked outside the pitcher plant fence, and a small group of hunters gathered around the Zuochen car to watch the freshness.

I have never seen anyone who dared to do business in the wilderness before, but now it's good, two suddenly appeared!

"Pot! Plant!!"

Zuo Chen looked back and smiled, his voice was sweet and greasy, "Sorrow~Brother~Brother~!"

"Youkai look at the shovel!!"

The black sun and moon shovel is two and a half meters long, one front and the other reversed. The sharp shovel blade shows no reflection. The dark red lines on the shovel surface are like blood vessels, which are very hideous.

"Zheng"

Lin Chou's power is 67 points. Lin Chou doesn't know exactly how big it is. In short, the latest experience shows that it is easy to smash a tens of meters long snake with a shovel.

Under the hate shot, the shovel brought out a scream like a ghost, tearing the eardrum.

"Shoot at a woman?"

A figure rushed out of the oblique stab, with a black shirt holding a sword and a handsome appearance.

The Sun Moon Shovel collided with his long sword, and the sword swayed like a snake, unloading its power.

"boom."

A soft force bounced back from the long sword, Lin Chou's hand shook, and Sun Moon Shovel went out sideways.

"Hey."

The shovel face brushed shoulders with the stainless steel track of Zuo Chen's body, and the 12-centimeter-thick alloy track armor was immediately torn, and the section was as smooth as a mirror.

"Cough cough, I didn't expect my Sikong to come here especially, but Boss Lin is such a person? It's unreasonable, a weak woman, do you have the heart to do it?" A ray of blood leaked from the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, coughing.

Taking Lin Chou took a shovel, he could no longer hold the sword in his hand and almost fell to his knees.

A painting style of sunset like a bloody knight.

Huang Dashan smacked, "This baby is tender and affordable. Brother Lin is more than ten meters away from Xiaolu, can't he see it?"

"Well...Well, it may be that the eyes are not very good..." Bai Qiongshou, who never complained about it, reluctantly found a reason.

The bald head was excited, "Tsk tsk, take the shovel with the soft sword, this kid is definitely a high-level warrior! The powerful guy!"

The black-clothed man spouted out Lao Gao with a mouthful of blood, his eyes cracked and he fell on his back. He didn't know if he was angry or angry.

Lin Chou held his forehead with both hands, such a sincere young knight, Xiongtai, you are quite like jade!

Do you have to be serious about scaring children?

"Carry it back, it's ugly to die here!"

The bald head acted as a coolie and carried the boy into the small hall. Zuo Chen and a group of hunters also followed.

Lin Chou went to the back kitchen, cooked the pot on a high fire, added the blood tofu, and cut the blood tofu into thin slices. The soup was boiled and blanched for 30 seconds. Put chili and other seasonings in the bowl and poured into the stock.

A bowl of pig blood soup was completed immediately, and finally some devil pepper powder from Chen Feng’s was sprinkled, and the boss took a bowl of it, "Give this kid, lest he really die. It’s been two months since the new opening. auspicious."

The bald head took the pig blood soup and shrugged, breaking the mouth of the man in black before pouring it down.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Feng's hapless student Zhou Zhou once enjoyed such inhuman treatment, and was almost cared to death by Fu Qiang.

Huang Dashan handed over a cup, "Is it hot? Spicy? Come on, smooth your throat!"

The pig's blood soup was taken down, and the effect was immediate. The man in black jumped up and drank the whole cup.

"This, what kind of water is this?"

Shan Ye's face twisted, "Don't thank me, just a glass of three-color snake wine."

"puff!!"

The man in black seemed to be able to explode directly by giving him a spark, and the pores all over his eyes, ears, nose and nose were spattered with black blood in a terrifying state.

Zheng Huai wrote a big startled word all over his face, "Old, brother, is it okay with him?"

The diners around looked strange, Zuo Chen held up a small umbrella to block the blood fog, "Brother Chou, come out to wash the floor!!"

It's only the first time drinking snake wine, what's so strange?

Lin Chou rolled his eyes while mopping the floor, "Believe it or not, I shovel..."

"I know, I know, isn't it just planted like this, this year I will plant a Zuo Chen, and a tree will grow next year!"

"Youkai, where are you going! I want to do harm to the people!"

The black-clothed man came back from behind after washing his wet clothes, his face was calm, his eyes looked more grateful and ashamed when he looked at Lin Chou, "Boss Lin, Sikong is reckless."

Huang Dashan said earnestly, "It's still too young, don't blame you for not being able to see clearly... the one named Sikong, he will go out with a little brain in the future!"

Zuo Chen was unhappy, "Hey, grandpa, what do you mean?"

"A profiteer who dares to sell five thousand potatoes has no right to refute!"

The black-clothed man Sikong rushed to Lin Chou and said, "Boss, I heard that you have a good drink, just the one you just had? It's really good, strong!"

Lin Chou doesn't like to listen to others boasting about wine. You have the ability to boast about your buddies' craftsmanship?

"Yep"

It may be that Lin Chou consciously provokes Lin Chou's displeasure, and Sikong is a bit scornful.

"Don't blame the boss, I really came here especially, our specialty dishes, let's serve them one by one, everyone here today will open up and eat, please!"

"boom"

The crowd suddenly exploded,

"Oh! Boss Xiaolin, three toothy wolf sashimi! A jar of three colors!"

"Two sashimi and two salt-baked chicken!"

"One jar of three colors! Talking about little brother, the price of food and wine are on the small blackboard, don't say brothers cheated you!"

Sikong glanced at the small blackboard, "If you have to taste good wine today, and know you all, it is fate. Money is nothing but a thing outside the body!"

"Be careful!"

Let's scream and shout first, there are always good things to say for someone to book a venue.

Lin Chou patted his forehead, "I forgot Big Brother Zheng's Tomahawk steak, let's go!"

Zheng Huai nodded disapprovingly, listening to the chatter of many hunters with a smile on his face, "Such a scene, since joining the garrison, I have never had a chance to participate, Boss Lin, you know someone!"

Lin Chou turned and went to the back kitchen to sort out the ingredients. The preparation of Tomahawk steak was relatively complicated, especially when Lin Chou truly regarded all the dishes as "food" instead of "medicinal diet", he needed more attention.

An hour later, when Lin Chou carried a flame mountain and placed it in front of Zheng Huai, the entire small hall was still.

After a long while, someone swallowed and said:

"Scent of wine, really fragrant! Is this colorful snake king wine?"

"The third-order evolutionary is so good, really good!"

"When will I be able to reach the third level!"

Zheng Huai was a little sweaty, "Brother Lin, just eat like this?"

Lin Chou nodded, "The flame can burn for about 40 minutes. It's best to eat it in between for the best taste."

"Taste" is placed before "effect".