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Chapter 42 Fat Master's Hands (Part 2)

"Old Lin, you are actually an appraiser, why don't I know!" Zhu Lubin slapped Lin Yiming hard on the back from behind.

Lin Yiming turned around, looked at Zhu Lubin with contempt, threw a word, turned around and left.

"Do you think I am you?"

Zhu Lubin's eyes were a little confused for a moment. After a moment, he realized that he was despised. Lin Yiming said that he liked to show off, which was really unfair. When did he show off? He was just a pair of smart hands!

After Lin Yiming, Guoguo followed naturally.

"Name, age, realm." Looking at such a cute little girl, Gong Wanqiu's voice couldn't help but soften.

"My name is Guoguo, I..." Guoguo I spent a long time, then turned my head, hugged Lin Yiming's arm, raised his head and asked with a crisp voice: "Brother Yiming, how old am I this year?"

"This..." Lin Yiming scratched his head. Guoguo didn't know how old she was. How could she know, but for the current registration, it must be said that it seems that only one can be composed.

After looking at Guoguo's little face, Lin Yiming thought for a while and replied: "Guguo is twelve years old this year."

"Oh." Xiao Guoguo responded happily, then ran to Gong Wanqiu with excitement and shouted loudly: "I am twelve years old."

Gong Wanqiu was amused by Guoguo's cute appearance and raised her hand to hold her mouth. Her laughter came out: "So where is your realm?"

"Realm?" Guoguo turned around again and looked at Lin Yiming: "Brother Yiming, what is my realm?"

After a question, everyone around him burst into laughter again. This little girl is twelve years old and not young anymore. Why does she look like a child of four or five years old? This girl is not smart enough to have problems!

"Guoguo, you are at the first level of the martial arts spiritual heart!" Lin Yiming answered with certainty. He couldn't see clearly Guoguo's realm cultivation, but it seemed that it was at the first level of the martial arts spiritual heart.

"At the age of twelve, I am the first level of martial arts spiritual heart, which is not bad." Gong Wanqiu nodded slightly. It was not bad, but it was just good. After recording the information of Guoguo, she continued to ask: "Okay, now, what are you good at?"

"What are you good at?" Guoguo frowned with embarrassment, thought for a long time, then she had a bitter face, looked at Gong Wanqiu and asked in a low voice, "Is it true that I can eat?"

Gong Wanqiu stretched out her head and looked at Guoguo blankly. There was a short circuit in her brain. She never thought that she could get such an answer.

This is the first time she has heard such a strange answer since she left the Qiwang Academy and came to Lihuo Academy to take charge of the registration for the academy.

Although Guoguo's voice was not loud, his words came into the ears of everyone around him.

"Eat? What kind of specialty is this?" A slim girl covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Is eating a specialty? In this way, I have specialty too!" A man with a much fatter figure than Zhu Lubin showed joy.

"You are stupid, can this be considered a specialty?" A man next to him, who looked more gorgeous than the people around him, looked at the fat man with contempt.

Gong Wanqiu listened to the messy voice below, looked at Guoguo with a funny face, and continued to ask with a smile: "So how much can you eat?" Although the other party's specialties are funny, as the person in charge of signing up, she still has to continue asking.

"Guoguo is very edible, and he can eat a lot." Guoguo's little face showed a deep look of pride.

As soon as Xiao Guoguo's words fell, a voice sounded below: "That little sister, how many are there?"

"Yes, little sister, your belly is just a little bit. Can you eat a chicken in one meal?"

In the crowd, laughter sounded, and Guoguo's appearance made people want to tease her.

When Guoguo heard the sound, she raised her mouth, raised a small fist, and shook it hard in front of her: "No, Guoguo is very edible. Brother Yiming, tell them whether Guoguo is very edible."

When Lin Yiming heard Guoguo's words, his head immediately lit up hard: "Indeed, Guoguo is very edible. His meal can easily eat two adult cows."

After saying that, Lin Yiming remembered that Guoguo always had a little full meal. He felt that the amount he said was smaller. But after hearing his words, laughter rang out around him again.

"Two adult cattle, even a calf, can't eat them."

"Yes, do you know how big the two cows are? How big is she? Where can she feed the two cows!"

Everyone didn't believe that Guoguo could eat two adults, which was too exaggerated.

"I never lie." Lin Yiming grabbed Guoguo with one hand, his voice raised a little higher than before and said loudly: "I am a master of appraisal!"

After a sentence fell, all the noise disappeared in an instant. People said this, that sentence was said as the identity of the appraisal master, bringing his reputation in it. This is probably not fake, let alone an appraisal master. Even if he is a junior appraisal master, others rarely suspect that he is lying.

Because of the special nature of the appraiser profession, I pay special attention to my reputation.

"Well, eating can also be considered a specialty." Gong Wanqiu wrote the four words "Specially Eatable" behind the name of Guoguo, and then asked: "So, do you have other specialty besides eating?"

"Does sleep count?" Guoguo's eyes lit up and asked when she heard the other party say that eating counted as a specialty.

Lin Yiming clearly saw that as Guoguo asked this question, a drop of cold sweat appeared on Gong Wanqiu's forehead.

"It's not to sleep, okay, let's go next." Gong Wanqiu pointed to the side and pointed to Ouyang Aoting.

"My name is Ouyang Aoting, proud Ao, Thunder Ting, is also sixteen years old today, and his realm is the second level of martial arts spiritual heart." Ouyang Aoting introduced himself first before Gong Wanqiu spoke.

"Do you have special skills?" Gong Wanqiu said the word "special skills", and her delicate pretty face twitched slightly. This guy is with the little girl in front of him, so he won't have another weird special skills.

"I... don't know if it's specialty to escape." Ouyang Aoting said carefully: "I'm very timid, so I'm very good at running away."

"Okay, escaping is also a specialty." Gong Wanqiu quickly recorded Ouyang Aoting, stretched out his delicate hand and pointed at Zhu Lubin: "This fat man, come."

Zhu Lubin was pointed at by someone and called him Fatty not only wasn't angry at all, but instead seemed so honored, full of smiling faces, trembling with fat on his body, and ran to Gong Wanqiu happily.

"Hey, you say, this fat man should eat more than he can." Below, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "A little girl who was so young just now can eat two cows. How many cows should this fat man be so fat?"

"At least ten cows are there for a meal!" Someone nearby chuckled.

"Name, age, realm." Gong Wanqiu's face was quite normal. If he could meet Zhu Lubin, his face was pulled down for some reason.

"The Fat Master is Zhu Lubin. The red-red and red-lipped Zhu." Zhu Lubin looked at Gong Wanqiu's fascinating red lips with his eyes curled up, grinning with his mouth, his face was indescribable, and his words became more obscene as he spoke: "The road of Zhu is a winding road and a muddy road. Bin is a polite Bin, and Pang is a gentleman.

In terms of age, this year's sixteen is the age of being strong and energetic. As for the realm, it is neither long nor short, and it is just right to have a good level of martial arts spiritual heart."

Gong Wanqiu's face became increasingly ugly. Do you really think that he couldn't understand what he said?

With a wave of his hand, he directly interrupted Zhu Lubin who seemed to be talking on the spot. She said coldly: "Enough, I'm talking about it, do you have any specialties?"

"Special skills, of course Mr. Zhu has special skills." Zhu Lubin suddenly became angry and stretched out a pair of thick hands like pig's trotters and shook them in front of Gong Wanqiu: "Beauty, look at these hands, just these hands of Fatty..."

"Puff..."

When Lin Yiming heard this, he immediately understood what Zhu Lubin was going to say. He opened his mouth and burst out laughing.

"What a perfect, so fine, and so flawless pair of hands."

Zhu Lubin shook his hands, his eyes as if he was looking at his lover whom he loved deeply, and looked at Gong Wanqiu in front of him: "Just Fat Master's hands, you can definitely make you burn your desire, want to die, and you can't stop. With one injected, you can experience what the happiness of being a woman is. Just Fat Master's hands, you can make the top card in the kiln reach the peak of happiness in just a few strokes..."

Gong Wanqiu was stunned by Zhu Lubin's words. She realized that until Zhu Lubin became more and more oversighted, and the saliva flew everywhere, and even a drop of saliva fell on her face.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Gong Wanqiu suddenly became like a shrew, pointing at Zhu Lubin's nose and cursing loudly. The sound was so high that Lin Yiming, who was shaking nearby, felt a buzz in his ears.

"I'm just telling the truth..." Zhu Lubin looked aggrieved.

"Get out!" Gong Wanqiu raised her hand and pointed outside. Her white and tender face had already turned into ashen, and her pair of firm breasts were undulating. This fat man was so brave. He dared to face her in front of her. She immediately let them know the consequences of her!

Looking down at the paper that had been recorded, Gong Wanqiu grabbed the brush and typed a big X behind the records of each of Lin Yiming and the other four. Then he recorded: These four people are all weird, crazy, go to the West Courtyard of Purgatory!

"Next, you..." After recording everything, Gong Wanqiu pointed at the next person casually.

Zhu Lubin walked away reluctantly.

"Oh, it's such a pity. I just left like that. Lao Lin, you didn't see that when the big beauty was angry just now, the big breasts and the one who danced were so beautiful, that were two big meat balls. And her rising little mouth, it was tempting, it was really tempting. Fatty must catch up with her."

Looking at Lin Yiming, Zhu Lubin and others leaving, laughter kept ringing above the top of the mountain.

"Hahaha, I'm so funny. Are these four of them here to make fun of it?"

"Yes, I can't do it anymore because I'm so happy. These four people are simply four weirdos."

"Well, none of these four people are normal. Lin Yiming, the first one, looks normal."

"Don't just say good things about Lin Yiming just because he is a master of appraisal. Don't worry, everyone is laughing. Even if Lin Yiming wants to take revenge, he can't find anyone. I think Lin Yiming is the most abnormal person."

"That's right, look at Lin Yiming, a master of appraisal, and he doesn't want to learn martial arts after making a good appraisal, and insists on learning martial arts. This is not a bad brain, or something! There are three remaining people, one of whom is stupid, and you don't even know how old or what level you have, you know how to eat. There is also a coward who only knows how to escape, and the last fat man is the most bizarre. Is he good at ** women? And he is also a female teacher in the academy."
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