Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou was really impressed.

However, after all, I still feel that Shan Ye’s real-life pan face model is not as valuable as the pan from the systematic sale. I really don’t bother to take care of it.

Besides, shouldn't you find time to let Boss Lin hold the injured little heart and cry lonely tears silently for a while?

Fifty million, and the gold digged out of the four gouzi dog holes, all reimbursed!!

—— I don’t want to think about it. If the commission put a full six billion yuan in transaction tax instead of collecting it, but throwing the master of the restaurant into the bureau, who is more distressed.

I am afraid that Qin Caishen is already heartbroken to the point where he can't breathe and care about his little wife!

Of course, Lin Chou didn't have the time to add up how much benefit his paper approval brought, but he was simply dissatisfied with the food restaurant.

Well, it's just a trace.

How much, not much!

If it wasn't for this guy with the surname Fu, wouldn't this handsome guilty even let go of the dog hole? Do you know what Si Gouzi's eyes looked at Lao Tzu?

It was the heartache of mourning his misfortune and the indisputable heartache and... the confusion that I had forgotten the bones that I had forgotten for more than 30 days after digging a deep hole and had been gnawed out again by the owner.

Why do you make Tangtang Lin love me?Why is the love?!

In short, Lin's mentality exploded, and it is not suitable for the research and development of any new dishes for the time being.

Or was it for the advice of the Parents' Conference that Lin Chou's work this day and one night dismissed countless big people who stomped and stomped the entire base city.

In the morning, I looked at my attire over and over again at the smooth bottom of the pot,

"Emmmmmm, where is the news from these guys, there hasn't been anyone coming since the auction until now."

Chizhi and Su Yourong followed for a busy morning, still a little skeptical.

"Boss (Wet Tiger), are you sure you want to wear this suit to the parent conference?!"

Lin Chou fastened the last button on the cuff of his suit.

"The parent meeting is a serious occasion. Is there anything wrong with my formal dress?"

Su Yourong squeezed her small chin and thought carefully.

"That's not even a full set of suits, ties, leather shoes... Wet Tiger, nowadays, apart from taxation, few people really wear it like this."

Lin Chou is petrified,

"...Really?"

Chizai said again,

"Boss, I think your little dress is pretty good. It was made by hand. Why do you have to ask Bao Er to bring back a suit in the base city? It's weird!"

Lin Chou muttered,

"I can't bear it, isn't it... That old lady Yue has cheated me 100,000 in her clothes... It's terrible..."

Now that I think of it, he still has a bit of toothache, plus the left and right egg pain.

But if you send the Buddha to the west, you must do everything you promised.

After Lin Chou changed into that very simple and neat little dark dress, his whole person became much more normal.

Su Yourong and Chi are only quite satisfied,

"Let's just say, in addition to wearing a chef's uniform, the wet tiger is the most handsome in this small windbreaker!"

Lin Chou waved,

"Okay, it's OK, can't I know it, let's go!"

Seeing Lin Chou's movements, Su Yourong shouted,

"Wait! Wet Tiger, you want to be a god?"

The little sheep made an extremely harsh bleating sound,

"What's wrong, this is fast, there is not much time, I am almost late... The parents' meeting is still late, and the gourd baby is afraid that the head teacher will blow out her nose."

Shan Ye didn't know where he came out, so he glanced at him.

"I puff...you just ride this? Are you going to laugh at the head teacher of Calabash Baby and then inherit his right to correct homework?!"

"..."

Lin Chou was a little confused, his eyes shifted back and forth between the little sheep and his own dress.

"It seems a bit unsuitable...Which of you has paint, or I paint the little sheep black?"

Chi only shook his head in disappointment, Su Yourong directly covered his face.

Shan Ye sighed and threw a bunch of keys.

"Here, drive my pangolin baby, don't scratch me the paint, let me tell you!"

Lin Chou said,

"Don't make trouble, I don't have a driver's license!"

"Co-author, do you think there are some guys in the wilderness who have a driver's license? You need a driver's license to open a wilderness chariot. Are you funny, dare I learn from the coach and dare to teach? You asked him to show me how to hit the mountain with an engine Try it?"

Lin Chou still shook his head.

"Your car is too sturdy, I'm afraid that half of the base city will be leveled by me before the gas is running out, and I'm motion sick-and I'm a bit lost... Anyway, if I don't drive, I still ran. Right."

Shan Ye hummed,

"The thief's plump sister-in-law asks you for such a thing. The parents of other people's children are maids in luxury cars. Are you running? Don't you lose your share..."

Su Yourong came up with an idea,

"Wet Tiger, why don't you take it with you? Xiaoqing is fine too! Quickly and quickly..."

"No, you can't go... Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing is too big."

So the eight eyes of the four people focused on the face of a dog sitting on the ground-well, this guy just gnawed a whole cow's thigh bone, and he finished combing his hair, licking his feet, sprinkling his feet, and hitting. It's over...

In short, you know, when Haha completes the above-mentioned one-stop business, it will become unusually different from it.

It's the kind with vigorous eyes, and also unusually quiet and serious.

"That's it!!!"

Si Gouzi hadn't reacted yet, why did he always feel that something cold had been chuachua it, and Lin Chou threw it over his shoulder when his front legs were tight.

"boom!"

Lin Chou's eyes rounded and stared at the blue spotlight the size of Si Gouzi's washbasin.

"You, it's a Husky now, understand?!"

Four dogs:

"Wow..."

Lin Chou:

"Ok??"

Si Gouzi slapped his paw fiercely on his chin, making a strange noise.

"Wang... Didi!"

Gotta go, go.

But having said that, if you don't consider other factors, Si Gouzi is really a qualified mount, and the wind speed is extremely cool and comes with a sense of sight comparable to Audrey Hepburn's skirt being blown up by the wind.

Of course, Lin Chou doesn't have a skirt, he just made a hairstyle for free, the kind of the wild faction.

When I entered the city, I had a little trouble. To be precise, Si Gouzi almost ate the machine that recognizes his ID card, but fortunately he vomited it out again.

The garrison has never seen a big scene, you know, here, but Zhengximen!We are garrison soldiers guarding the Zhengxi Gate!

It's just a six-tier two-half, and this thing is at most a pet before the cataclysm. Isn't it strange?

After the green light released the famous Lin Choulin boss, several garrisons leaned against the cool city gate in a screaming chaos and chatted indifferently and happily, while enjoying the worship and admiration of those two stupid hunters and ordinary people in the collection team look.

Don't be alarmed, the big landslide will not change your face, neither humble nor overbearing, the true nature of a man!

——Oh, did you see it? This is your soldier, the patron saint of Mingguang.

"The smell of dog hair is a bit heavy, it looks like it's been a long time since I took a shower."

"The price of shampoo has risen recently, and the one who just left is a famous, small-eyed iron cock."

"It looks pretty cute, and the look in your eyes makes you feel like a hug."

"By the way, why does boss Lin not make a sledge? That thing is easy to use, and it's in the same shot as the husky thunderstorm."

Finally,

"There is no one percent murderous in the cold, the sixth-order strange beast, tusk, the sincerity is just average."