When your gay friends, brothers, and loved ones suddenly stop being violent one day and start talking to you about love, it usually only means two to three words: More money, more money! Li Cang is really afraid that this prodigal bitch will suddenly

Which nerve is wrong and you throw hundreds of short-term small goals in his face!

emm..

But once I say it, it sounds addictive. What’s the matter?

Li Cang shook his head and rubbed his face. He was shocked to find that there were several pairs of big bolting eyes next to him. He suddenly became angry and said, "A bunch of traitors! Where did you come from? Who asked you to follow me? Don't you have anything to do of your own?"

Get out! Get out of here!"

To a certain extent, the rebellious sons can resonate with Li Cang's spirit. With such violent and unprecedented mood swings, isn't it natural for them to care about their old father's mental state and fulfill their filial piety? Who would have expected that the rebellious old father would turn on him?

Once Zuan's output was increased and the magic wand was used to serve, the more brutal ones, such as Miss Qiu, even received two slipper soles and almost lost half of their lives.

Li Cang smacked his lips and stepped on the drag boy again.

A shirt with "My mom is so beautiful" printed on it, wide-cut denim shorts that cost tens of dollars a piece before the disaster, flip-flops on her feet, her face was not washed after being blown by the wind all night, and her long hair was as messy as

Chicken Coop, if it weren't for his appearance that was too far away from the masses and the fact that he didn't have a key chain on his waist, he would have been the image of a young, frivolous and rich second generation.

Yes, the fake rich second generation can only rely on the friendly support of the grandparents in the second hospital to buy a car, a house, seven insurances and one fund. They pay attention to forbearance and wealth, while the real rich second generation can just pretend to be a man and steal their wives.

When you turn down the street and grab a lollipop from a naughty child, don't do it for a petty crime. Not only is it unsightly, but it is also extremely dishonorable. Behind the scenes, although there are no mines at home, there are mountains, rivers, woods, and grasslands that can really be used for horse racing, which highlights the unscrupulous waste of natural resources.

So, don’t you know who to choose?

Um...

After all, there is still business to be done. Li Cang set foot on the 800-mile road where Gokun had not flown, and encountered the first batch of gadgets blocking his way.

A chain of trivial islands.

To say that the island chain is obviously over exaggerating them, this is directly a large Gobi tidal flat composed of broken geological fragments. Even the largest one may not exceed five kilometers in diameter. The black and shiny fragments remain vaguely fragmented.

The shape in front of it has the kind of atmosphere that is particularly popular among puzzle lovers.

The surface of the fragments is covered with a layer of black and shiny shell. The crisscrossing cracks are very textured and show a strange pattern. Occasionally, pale bones are buried shallowly in this layer of mud, integrating perfectly with it.

, it can be seen that this shell should have been in a liquid form before a certain time.

"Kurogiri Island?"

Li Cang swung his big wand and knocked off a piece of mud shell, put it together with the bones and rubbed it gently in his hand. If conditions allowed and someone was willing to pay, Li Cang actually wouldn't mind writing the last article "On Black Mist Island and the

The Four Forms of Black Oil".

There aren't many bones, but it can be seen that they all belong to zombies rather than humans. This makes people curious. Who or what can turn Kurogirishima and Kuroiru into this state?

If it were a human being, unless those guys were far more generous than Li Cang, how could they break something of considerable value into rubbish and leave it dead in the wilderness; if it were a walking corpse or an alien beast, this possibility cannot be ruled out, but it is not possible at all.

Logically speaking, the walking dead are fundamentalists who are refined and self-interested. If they have such ability, why don't they eat up the fragments and wipe them clean? That is obviously easier and more in line with their style.

Or...

His grandma's, it couldn't have been caused by insects, right?

Throwing the few samples in his hand into a prayer-level packaging tube for storage, and comparing the angle and distance with the Marauder's Map and radar, he waved and said: "Men, clear this airspace!"

All mills have preset plans and preset conditions. Li Cang, who has been busy recently, apparently ignored what he had set up last time. As a result, the first thing to emerge from the homologous channel was a turtle.

Back louse.

boom.

The terrifying dead weight of the full load caused the debris below to swing wildly like a small boat in a storm, and it was about to overturn.

Li Cang was so embarrassed that he slapped his forehead loudly: "Oh, I forgot..."

The turtle-backed dragon louse was kicked back into the passage, and the black-skinned doglegs fell from the air like a downpour. The dust and debris splashed from the broken and fragile debris area were as spectacular as a small-scale volcanic eruption, forming countless gray-black mushroom clouds.

.

The appearance of the bastards is not ideal, but the per capita meniscus destroyer landed straight and straight like a superhero. There was not even a delay, and he climbed up from the pit as if nothing happened, picking up bones and legs.

There was a brilliant sound of metal collision and sparks flying everywhere.

Things like melting and making armor are extremely easy to use, but Dagouzi and Ergouzi only have a lifespan of one to three weeks in total. Li Cang is obviously too lazy to waste time on them and consider things like comfort.

It will be humanized to the point that they are like the unfaithful ones above Sangouzi, who have to wear their armor but not take it off. Basically, they have to wear their armor all the time until they regenerate themselves. In a true sense, the armor can be passed down to three generations and the dog can still walk away from the cage.

Casting armor has symbolic growth potential, which is very weak, but not impossible.

Regardless of whether there are hundreds or tens of millions of doglegs, their original "DNA" all uses the same set of templates, which is perfectly suitable for all melt-cast armors. There is no need to consider allergic reactions, let alone sensitivity tests.

Li Cang snapped his fingers to summon Big Corpse Brother and assigned him a five-dog son: "Big Supervisor, watch them work!"

After saying that, he stepped on the dog Kun and continued to fly to the airspace ahead, throwing out a number of anti-teleportation missiles along the way to explore the path. This distance was not enough to cover the empty island in two days, and he had to cover the path for at least ten days.

Don’t worry until you step on it yourself.

Although we talk about presenting facts and relying on experience, after every major incident, the little coin kid will usually generously leave them a certain buffer time and transport them to a relatively deserted airspace, but this is not without exception.

Li Cang has always been very cautious in this area.

after all...

The more you crash, the more expensive your insurance will be in the coming year.

Therefore, Li Cang's self-knowledge will normally evolve into a tough talk as the number of people around him increases. He will never admit that such a thing really exists when outsiders are present.

Deny it with all your heart.

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"In other words, we now have almost twenty days of vacation?"

"It's just in theory..."

"I know, I know, you don't have to be so reluctant every time!"

"Then you don't have to be as happy as if you picked up money every time. I only patrolled twenty days. The front was too clean. I couldn't see anything for the time being, so I came back directly. It's so desolate.

The airspace is really hard to get excited about, I'm lucky that little penny boy can really find such a ghost place..."

"What a shameless thing! I've been with you on this island for a whole week! I haven't played a single second of games! I just practice, practice, practice every day! Aren't you doing something unprecedented every day? What do you mean by unprecedented? This is called unprecedented!

I am such a gentle and virtuous person! I am so great!"

"Oh, aren't you criticizing drug addicts?"

You haven’t played the game, so you really didn’t mention anything about timi other than practicing martial arts!

Inversely proportional to Li Laixi's happiness and excitement, Li Cang is quite sad. Little Coin Boy is too despicable. Do you know how much inventory I lost with a big blood explosion in the fantasy island chain? Now is the time when I need raw materials. You can play with me.

With this set, do you want to play happily together in the future?

It took Li Cang five days to deal with the potential collision factors on the track path. Lao Wang's empty island really couldn't withstand the trouble at the moment, not to mention the master of the nest who might jump out and cause trouble.

, just the damage and consumption caused by the master of the lair before is too much for people to bear, unnecessary wear and tear can be avoided...

Li Laixi, who was full of money, did not feel even a trace of guilt. Her face was slightly red and she smacked happily for a long time: "Let's go, go, go, go, go, I can't wait to start enjoying my life!"

“Oh, wait a minute, I’ll get something—”

"Aren't you going to the Friendship Mall to pick up the goods? What are you talking about? What a bitch!"

Li Cang was kicked into the one-way jump channel by this girl. The posture was really cool, and the strength and angle were almost perfect.

Boom.

Li Cang smashed into one of the partition walls of the bunker, causing bricks and tiles to fly.

The staff in the bunker were all confused. Didn't they mention that this man was on vacation recently? Could it be that he was beaten so badly by some magical thing that he fled back to the base?

The twenty-four-year-old girl in military uniform who had a thirty-one-year-old niece who had been fond of Li Cang since she was a child and who had been updating Li Cang's posts and who had just gotten married three years ago rushed forward with a cry and scared Li Cang.

Smart, the tone of his voice changed: "Wait, wait, wait, our eldest niece is getting married again today?"

"Already divorced!" The girl in military uniform smiled like a flower blooming richly, "Teacher Cang, Teacher Cang, you haven't left here for a long time. Hey, why don't you see Master Wang?"

Li Cang: "..."

Young lady, you know how to eat two things with one fish.

Li Laixi then landed and shouted as soon as she entered the door: "Where's my motorcycle! Why is the motorcycle missing? Even this place attracts thieves?"

This time it was the girl in military uniform's turn to be smart. Among them, Li Laixi has always been synonymous with being someone not easy to mess with. She quickly gave a standard salute: "Report to the chief, the car has been transported by Brother Zhuzhu for maintenance. In the basement.

We also parked a few four-wheel vehicles for you, why don't you use them first?"

Chief?

Li Leisi smacked her lips and hissed, feeling very uncomfortable.

Da Leizi, who was in an extremely happy mood, pushed a few losers over casually: "Here, take the small gifts and New Year's goods I brought for you. I think I also have some snacks, save some. I use the one-way aisle recently.

There should be less people leaving, we also have to celebrate the New Year!"

"Yeah, sister Leilei, you haven't celebrated the New Year at the base for two years. The New Year's Day and Spring Festival at the base have become more and more grand in the past two years. You must come!"

"Let's go~"

After coming out, the two suddenly realized a soul-destroying question: Who will drive?
To be continued...