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The first thousand four hundred and thirty-six thousand tons of incendiary bombs

Shouldn't you be hiding in the toilet and crying?

Those North Korean senior officials all thought in their hearts. Although they were also frightened, they felt a trace of unknown pleasure in their hearts. They were happy for the three fat men's regrets. Who told that guy to only know dictatorship? Started by

Squatting in the toilet, the third fat man really wanted to cry, but he still held back because it was important to poop.

Woo hoo.

Just as he was about to pull it out, a sharp alarm sounded outside, followed by a bang and a violent explosion. Then, the whole house and the ground shook.

"Huh?" The fat face of the third fat man suddenly turned red. He was just about to come out, but he was so frightened that he held it in. He was stuck there, just like doing that kind of thing. It seemed that

It made him feel a little refreshed.

Damn it, the third fat man cursed in his heart, those damn Chinese people are so damn good at picking the time, they actually launched an air strike on Pyongyang when he was taking a shit, damn.

Boom, boom, boom.

Explosions were heard one after another, the whole house was shaking, and the lights on the roof were shaking.

call.

Hearing the sound and taking a look, the third fat man was so frightened that his face turned green. The light fell down. He didn't care so much anymore. He lifted up his pants with both hands, kicked off his feet, and ran forward.

Clang.

The chandelier fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. At the same time, the three fat men also fell to the ground with a thud. The belly like a beer barrel hit the ground and hit it. After being unable to hold it back, there was a "porph" and the feces and water sprayed out.

Three fat and one ass fell behind.

boom.

"Leader, leader."

Cui Longhai and others rushed in, but as soon as they came in, they immediately covered their noses. It was too smelly. Moreover, the white buttocks of the third fat man were full of poop, and it was so disgusting.

"What are you doing standing still? Go help me quickly."

"Ah? Yes, yes."

The third fat man was then helped up. The bombing in China was fierce, and he didn't care about it anymore. He was just helped out and ran towards the underground headquarters. This scene happened to be recorded by the surveillance video.

Who knew who had spread the word? So, after the three fat men liked being fucked by men, he added a hobby, like shit baths, and became one of the most famous guys in history.

At the same time, the entire Pyongyang was covered in a sea of ​​flames, with screams falling from time to time in the air, and countless anti-aircraft guns streaking across the ground.

At 3:30 in the morning, a group of Chinese bombers entered the sky over North Korea from an altitude of 0 meters, then began to lower their altitude, entered a dive orbit, and headed straight towards Pyongyang.


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