Doomsday Pavilion

"Boss Lin, Boss Lin...what a coincidence, I told you, I just came to my dad, hey, it's the old Bao you bought salt. My dad said that there is a restaurant owner ID card named Lin and someone else It's not the same. There is a dark blue luminous gem on it. Hey, I guessed it was you. No one sells green salt except the 11th market in Xiacheng. Haha, did you say it's a coincidence?"

Lin Chou said angrily, "Talk about business!"

"Uh, yes, yes, business, business" Bao Er choked, "When I went to Shangcheng District to do errands, an adult asked me to inquire about something."

When Bao Er said this, he looked around, put his hands together to Lin Chou's ear, and whispered, "Is your whip still there?"

Lin Chou only felt a warm air rushing from his chest to his forehead, and a cold air from the back of his head to the base of his tail.

The blood and bones are roaring and shouting, this stupid beep!!

"Crack."

The thick black stone ground under Lin Chou's feet shattered into pieces, forming a cobweb-shaped depression half a meter in radius.

Pedestrians on the road screamed and ran away.

"You, listen to my explanation." Bao Er cracked and slapped his seven or eight mouths, his face was swollen, "Small mistake, mistake of speech!"

"Say!"

"Well, don’t you have a dish, tomahawk steak, which uses the ribs of the bull? I think you must have killed the bull...the whip of bulls, I said bullwhip, you still Keep it?"

Lin Chou looked a lot better, took a deep breath, resisted the urge to plant him here with a shovel, and continued to walk forward, "The bullwhip is still there."

"That adult would like to make an appointment with you, and would like to ask you to cook the bullwhip. He will take a private party to taste it. You see... OK? Oh, yes, the price is up to you!" Bao Er quickly finished the sentence, and then Looking at Lin Chou extremely expectantly.

Lin Chou asked, "Bullwhip is not bullwhip. There are many in the base city. Why do you want to find me."

"Hey hey, his kind of big man, how does this hidden disease work in the base city... ahem, it is said that bullwhip is extremely effective, so I want to try it, you know, this kind of thing, a man is willing to pay Any price." Bao Ershi smiled wretchedly, his red and swollen face looked extremely funny.

"When? Can't anyone else be there?"

"Yes, he wants to cover the entire small hall for one day."

Lin Chou nodded, "Yes, yes, you must know the price of each dish in my restaurant. If you book the restaurant..."

"Don't worry about this! It will be the day after tomorrow, the adult, the price given will definitely satisfy you!"

"it is good."

Lin Chou waved his hand and entered the small hall in the alley. Bao Er took a few glances and returned first.

Lin Chou opened the dark portal and went to the small hall over there to call the fur ball. Finally, he taught the fur ball to use mycelium to seal the small door into a corridor and connect it directly to the fence on the back mountain. When the worker throws the chicken in, the chicken will walk forward by itself and go directly into the fence.

Outside, Bao Er was directing a dilapidated large truck to pour in suddenly. Thousands of dull guinea fowls squatted in the fence of the carriage, "Pour, pour, pour, okay, stop!"

The boss and his wife started catching chickens with a dozen men and women showing strong muscles in short gowns. Each finger clamped the neck of a guinea fowl, eight in each hand, and four or five arms in his arms. Go to the store.

Lin Chou stood in the back kitchen, pointed at the small door, "Just throw it in!"

Several people at work looked surprised, all right?

This job is too easy to do, no need to install a cage, just a few steps away.

There was darkness in the small door. The guinea fowl was thrown in and disappeared in the darkness. Nearly a thousand chickens were thrown in, but there was no reaction.

"This..." A woman just wanted to say something.

The lady boss rushed over and slapped her, interrupting the strong woman. "Do you want to refer to the matter of Master Lin? Give me a more serious mouth! When you are done, the salary for this job will double."

The porters were startled when they heard about it, and then were overjoyed, and worked harder.

"Um, Lin, Master Lin..." The lady boss talked about the boss, who was shivering, and was almost tossed on the ground.

Lin Chou smiled helplessly, "I'll just call Boss Lin from now on. I'm also a business man, so I don't need other things."

"Hey, hey, good!"

The chicken was installed soon, and Bao Er was busy helping his dad move the salt, and a group of people left.

I went back to the small hall and sorted it out, and pulled out the sign that it was closed. It hasn't been two minutes.

A group of hunters came in, full of blood, and many of them had ragged armor suits, and their injuries were serious.

"Damn, these strange beasts are crazy now? Just now the group of jackals chased us for at least 200 miles, right?"

Another man with a face full of flesh said, "Boss Lin, first give our brother a bowl of pig blood soup to make up, and I will fall apart."

"it is good."

A bowl of pig blood soup was quickly brought up, and the man with his face full of meat drained it in one bite, and after filling the ham and blood at the bottom of the bowl into his mouth,

"Hiccup, refreshing! Every year after the autumn festival, the strange beasts are crazy, but TM is not so crazy, and they have the same attribute as Wang Ba? Biting fingers does not mean swearing!"

"Hmph, Lao Zhao, maybe the group of jackals chasing you sees you look like their dog king, and wants to catch you back to be the king of the village!"

"Hahaha..."

Old Zhao cursed, "Fuck you mother, just smile."

"My car's armor is broken. I'll see if I can fix it. Who of you brought the source crystal solvent? I will buy it for three thousand one."

"I have it!"

"GR's life is good, only one piece of armor broke, I went out this time, but there are no three men!"

"Oh, me too, two."

"Mom's Lao Tzu team hasn't been discounted for three years, and one was discounted the day before yesterday.

"Hey, can GR's research institute come up with something targeted?"

"Puff, do you still believe in the set of the scientific research institute? What kind of living corpse virus, exotic animal virus, what is progressing this and that, are all shit...Anyway, I don't believe it, whoever has circulation points, I will sell it to whom. .."

"Don't spend the night in the wilderness during this period of time. These beasts have red eyes..."

"Which one dares? But, I really made a profit. I went out this time and got back dozens of strange beast eggs. There are also a few strange beast cubs, haha."

The hunter cracked his fingers and counted away "Three thousand first-order strange beast eggs, two-thousand second-order, third-order..."

"Count it as a fart, maybe the two hundred catties will be thrown into the wilderness tomorrow, and every day counts as one day!"

There was a bit of suffocation on Shan Ye's face, shaking his hands, and he could see a deep wound on his right hand.

Walked in and asked for a glass of snake wine and sat on the counter, "Brother Lin, do you have any friends?"

Lin Chou thought for a while, "Yes."

Shan Ye pointed to a group of hunters and said, "Hey, I used to have friends like this who could give them their backs. It's a pity that Lao Tzu is the only one left in the Panshan team, and everyone else went to see the King of Yama! "

"Twenties, early thirties, is the best time in life..."

Shan Ye almost roared, "Lao Tzu is fighting in the wilderness, in order to be stronger, to let his family live a better life, for Lao Tzu's children, to become a high awakened, mutant, just like Lao Tzu! Then his mother went to fight in the wilderness..."

There was a moment of silence in the small hall, and everyone's eyes fell on the big-faced man with a broken mood.

Shan Ye raised his glass and said, "Respect the dead, always young and young!"

The small hall suddenly responded, "Respect the dead, always young and young!"-