Doomsday Pavilion

"That who, Gao Meng, are you from the Gao family?"

Gao Meng snorted and didn't run away or run away on the spot. It was really awesome. Only the iron-skinned faces of those from the Gao family could withstand this test, right?

High fiercely,

"Blast furnace is my grandfather, and Gaotie and I are half brothers."

"Oh~"

Everyone's tone is very meaningful-generally speaking, this tone always makes people have some kind of not very beautiful associations.

"You're the eldest son of the Gao family, that guy who doesn't like to strike but loves the wilderness?"

"Tsk tusk, it's really different."

A guy looked at the big bag on Gao Meng's head.

It was just shot on the ground by Lin Chou, fresh and warm.

"It's more than different. This is a top-notch, a real top-notch."

"..."

I have gained a lot of knowledge, so it's that way to use it?!

Gao Meng took a big mouthful of the wine jar,

"I am not the awakened."

Everyone is puzzled,

"What do you mean?"

Gao Meng muttered, "I am not an awakened person, and I have not inherited my grandfather...The bloodline born for forging, I am not as smart as the high-speed rail...The Gao family only needs a blast furnace and an heir."

These words made a group of hunters very silent for a while, and the base city took the family name, family, and blood line very seriously.

Not to mention that Gao Meng is the blast furnace's own grandson, even the blast furnace's own son will not do!

What the blast furnace needs is a heir who has the same kind of awakening blood. Perhaps when the blast furnace gets old, the high-speed rail will become the second blast furnace in the base city.

However, Gao Meng can't do it, he is not even an awakened person, how can he inherit the Gao family?

"The relationship between me and the high-speed rail has been very good since I was a child. He likes forging furnaces and hot flames. He likes to watch any material become the shape his grandfather wants under his hammer. He is obedient, sensible, well-behaved and talented. Grandpa likes it."

"And I am different. I am not a person who obeys the rules. I don't want to stay honestly and be a stinky blacksmith in the base city all my life. My heart belongs to the empty wilderness and is full of destruction. My hammer The next one has never brought out a good thing... Death is on the next, the day I alienated, I knew the opportunity was coming, hahaha..."

"Especially not long after that, the high-speed rail awakened the power of the bloodline, a godsend!"

"The high-speed rail can do what he wants. I can do it this time. The wilderness is so interesting. There are living corpses, exotic animals and magic plants. Every place is extremely exciting, and it can give me a huge surprise. Every time I die. Being alive is the most rare exclamation for me. I hope that this kind of life can live until the day I die. There is no need for funerals or the incinerator of the Mingguang funeral home. The day I am looking forward to, All you need is the wild beasts and roaring corpses, that's enough."

Everyone scratched their heads together, noncommittal.

If they had the same choice as Gao Meng, they would definitely not be a hunter.

What is good about the hunter? Maybe one day the corpse will be exposed to the wilderness, maybe there is no chance to go to the furnace of the Mingguang funeral home, there will be no trace of existence in the world, even the bones for people to remember. I couldn't keep the pendant, it was too desperate.

People are better than people, isn't this annoying?

When a group of hunters were busy moaning and lamenting each other,

Or maybe it was teasing and so on.

"Knocking."

The door of the small hall was knocked gently.

"Little brother, people are coming to see you."

The sweet and hot ending sounds meandering.

I wore a long red dress floating in,

Only the most delicate and delicate peony flowers have it, and the sweet smell makes people drunk.

Everyone in the small hall looked straight, and there was no sound.

Mo Hongniang stroked the corner of her skirt and sat on the table opposite the counter, just completely blocking Lin Chou's vision.

"..."

Lin Chou opened his mouth, feeling that his calf was turning, and the pain made him twitch.

No, this day, can't you give him some more beautiful thoughts about hopes and dreams?

Lin Chou still asked,

"Chief Mo, you...what do you do?"

Mo Hongniang covered her red lips, and a group of hunters who had never seen the world were retrograde in their sweet voices. The whole small hall became a world of hormones and other not-so-artistic atmospheres.

Mo Hongniang said depressed,

"I..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Lin Chou quickly interrupted.

"I have paid my taxes!"

"No, people..."

"No object!"

"I..."

"Walk slowly, not send it!"

Mo Hongniang gave Lin Chou a blank look in shame, and the amorous feelings were still alive.

A good young man who takes dreams as horses and takes advantage of his poems and wine years to experience this battle. He raised his head and looked up at the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees, deep and thin.

Mo Hongniang said,

“Next month’s food, it’s our turn to be appointed. The white beards in the research institute are so annoying that they have to occupy a place first. Obviously, the committee caught the cat first.”

Lin Chou pouted his lips calmly, you said yours, I only listened to it, it would be a hell if I believe you.

But having said that, this use of power for personal gain, what Mo Hongniang did is really smooth.

Don't think about it, next month's quota must fall on Mo Wenwen, right?

Mo Hongniang smiled and didn't care about the little care in Lin Chou's heart.

Put a card on the table,

"On behalf of the Mingguang Base City Development Committee, I, Mo Hongniang, formally invite you to join the Development Committee."

Lin Chou glanced at the card, which contained his photo and ID card information, all available.

In addition, there is a line of small characters with the words "appointment appointment".

"What does it mean?"

Mo Hongniang smiled.

"A special appointment by the commission is equivalent to the title of a garrison colonel. That's how Leng Han entered the research institute back then."

Lin Chou frowned.

"I..."

Mo Hongniang first said,

"This is a false title, you don't need to do any work for the occurrence committee, and it can save you from a series of unnecessary troubles such as assigning tasks."

Lin Chou didn't take it seriously, and the one who refused was called a sharp one.

"Don't do it."

Mo Hongniang spit out two words,

"duty free!"

"..."

Two words, in theory, it only takes 0.1 second to move your lips.

Lin Shou's face changed.

He was so resolute when he refused, would he now seem very dignified to repent?

So squeezed his chin and started thinking about life.

Mo Hongniang stood up, waved, turned and threw Lin Chou a huge step.

"You have a few days to think about it, don't rush to refuse."

Lin Chou lamented that the key to this was not just considerations.

Anything about circulation points, can it be trivial?

But having said that, why did you choose him?

It's not for discounts, then this problem is too serious.