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Chapter 1179 I have to complete the task when I am old

"Squeak."

Tongtong wore a nightgown and opened the door. Then he cautiously looked around, opened his mouth and said to Meng Ting, "Have you brought anything?"

"ah."

When Meng Ting saw the nagging look of the child god, he immediately felt in his heart that this guy would only live for a year or two at most, and he would be beaten to death sooner or later.

"Come in quickly."

Tongtong moved away and called Meng Ting.

The two of them entered the house as they spoke. This suite has one room, a living room, and a reception room. It looks very high-end, and the furniture is very simple. The rest of the room has not been touched at all, except Tongtong's bed. There are a lot of tools for smoking ice.

"Wow."

Meng Ting took out five bags of ice and poison from his pocket and threw them directly on the bed.

"Let me tell you, what you are doing now has completely entered into your brother Tong's heart. Even if you give me food, I will not be grateful to you, but if you give me ice cream, then we must be forever." An everlasting friendship.”

Tongtong hurriedly picked up the ice bag, then sat on the bed and started playing, making gun boards and curling.

"hehe."

Meng Ting smiled, and then said to Tongtong: "Brother, please smoke less, there is no good in this game."

"Who doesn't know that there are no benefits to playing this game? I really want to quit, but I really can't. My blood vessels are full of ephedra, and even my farts smell like ice."

Tongtong sighed and took five minutes to make an ice pot out of a black tea bottle.

Meng Ting has been exposed to drugs for some time, but he has never seen ice pots made so quickly and in such a neat manner.

Take the ice spout as an example. Most people have to use nail clippers or fruit knives to insert a straw into the bottle cap, and the force is difficult to control. The stronger the force, the bigger the hole will be. If the strength is weak, it is easy to pinch the straw.

But Tongtong is different from others. He directly lights it with a windproof lighter. He has a perfect grasp of the size of the flame, the burning point, and the duration of the flame. In addition, during the lighting process, he should chatter and talk. After the eye irritation comes out, I insert the straw into it, and it will definitely be just right.

After reading it, Meng Ting couldn't help but sigh. This kind of skill can definitely be mastered by postdocs among drug addicts. If we use the League of Legends as an analogy, then he is definitely the strongest king among drug addicts.

"Brother, your skills are so awesome."

Meng Ting said with admiration.

"If I had had this perseverance when I was in school, I would have been admitted to Tsinghua University ten times."

Tongtong also sighed, then took the curling stone and said, "Here, take a sip."

"Brother, although I sell it, I don't smoke it."

Meng Ting frowned and said.

"The quickest way for you to make friends with me is to smoke with me twice. Do you think anyone can smoke with me? This thing only lasts for five grams. I play by myself." It only takes a day or two. I can give you a mouthful, but you are still grinding, hurry up."

Tongtong said with a kind heart.

"I really don't smoke."

"Ink stains, no,..."

Tongtong immediately raised his eyes, and then cursed: "This is not heroin. If you get it, you won't be able to quit. It's just ice. You won't be addicted to it after one or two meals."

When Meng Ting heard this, he was speechless and tried to evade a few words, but Tongtong still insisted. In the end, he had no choice but to sit down and smoke with Tongtong because he still wanted to talk.

"I'll give you a blowjob, and you'll give me a big blowjob. This game should be compared to sex. I love it. Once you get excited, you lie on the bed and let you fuck any girl you're thinking about. I often The object of my lust is Zhong Chuhong, I have fucked her more than a hundred times over the years."

Tongtong said nervously.

"Gululu."

Meng Ting was forced to take two big puffs. Almost instantly, sweat appeared on his forehead. When the smoke from the bottle was inhaled into his body, Meng Ting felt an extremely comfortable numbness all over his body, and it started from his heels. Passed to the skin of the brain.

"Have fun."

Tongtong asked with a smile, and then continued: "Come on, let's have two more bites."

"I'm not coming."

Meng Ting waved his hand.

"Come on, let's get on with it."

Tongtong stared again and said.

Meng Ting was helpless, and it was his first time to taste ice. He didn't know how much he had, so he didn't take it seriously and took another six or seven puffs, and one puff lasted for tens of seconds. This was definitely an amazing lung capacity. Yes.

After ten times in a row, when Meng Ting breathed in again, he suddenly coughed violently. He breathed in hard, but felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his lungs seemed to explode.

"Fuck, I've grown up and I'm already smoking."

Tongtong said while holding the ice pot.

"Ahem."

Meng Ting's face turned pale and he continued to cough. He waved his hands and said intermittently: "No, I really can't smoke anymore."

"Okay, then stop smoking and go back and lie down for a while."

Tongtong saw that Meng Ting had taken three pieces of ice, so he felt very distressed.

"Brother Tong, I'm quite confused, how did you check into this hotel? Did you use your own ID cards?"

Meng Ting's legs were trembling and she asked with dazzled eyes.

"You are stupid. We all have something wrong with us. We must have used other ID cards to get the room."

Tongtong curled his lips and said.

"Oh, that's what I said."

Meng Ting nodded, and then continued to ask: "Hey, Brother Tong, I heard that the big boss won't let you smoke ice. Is this a problem?"

"Well, he didn't let me smoke." Tongtong nodded.

"Then let me tell you something, don't see Wai Ang."

Meng Ting smiled.

"Say it."

"I have heard about your record. Let me put it bluntly. With your courage, who can you work for without getting paid? Why do you have to work for someone who is willing to take care of you?"

Meng Ting asked in confusion.

When Tongtong heard this, he thought for a long time, and then said: "I am just a brother like Fazi. To be honest, I am so damn bothered by myself. If it weren't for Fazi, I would still be able to use my courage. I am no longer alive, so I am not working for him, and I have never done it for money. They all call me a beast and an animal. I admit this, because I am indeed an animal and an animal, but they What I don’t know is that, in fact, animals also have feelings and are stronger than humans in some aspects.”

When Meng Ting heard this, he was speechless for a moment. He looked at Tongtong again and suddenly felt that he was no longer so annoying, but a little pitiful. Well, just a little pitiful.

"You go back, I'll have some fun by myself."

Tongtong waved his hand and said calmly.

"kindness."

Meng Ting responded and tried to stand up, but when he stood up for the first time, he sat down on the ground with a thud.

"Haha, slow down."

Tongtong laughed and mocked.

"My head is a little confused."

Meng Ting rubbed his temples, then got up several times in a row, and then staggered out of the guest room.

After going out, Meng Ting held on to the wall and felt that the world around him was spinning, as if the ceiling was under his feet and the ground was above his head.

He shook his head suddenly, and then walked toward the guest room.

Ten minutes later, after communicating with a housekeeping attendant in as clear a language as possible, he went directly to the stairwell next to Tongtong.

After a while, the waiter pushed the bicycle to Tongtong's private room and knocked on the door.

"Bang."

Tongtong was wearing a nightgown, opened the door, then looked at the waiter and asked: "What are you doing?"

"Hello, Mr. Lin, the buffet you ordered downstairs has arrived. Please take a look at the list and check it for acceptance."

The waiter said with a smile.

"I didn't order the buffet."

Tongtong frowned and replied.

"Yes, you are with Mr. Lin, aren't you?"

The waiter glanced at the list and then asked.

"We are together, but you sent the wrong one. He is in room 1119."

Tongtong replied casually.

"Oh, maybe our customer service who took the order heard it wrong. I'm sorry to bother you."

The waiter bowed and said.

"Mr. Lin, when did you order the items?"

Tongtong asked quickly.

"Just now, about ten minutes ago."

the waiter replied.

"Oh, he's back."

Tongtong nodded and then closed the door without any courtesy.

After the waiter knew the new address, he rushed to room 1119.

"Uh-huh."

Meng Ting, who looked pale, appeared and immediately said to the waiter who delivered the meal: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin hasn't come back yet, so you don't have to deliver the meal."

"But the order has been placed."

The waiter was stunned.

"Wow."

Meng Ting took out 500 yuan, threw it directly on the cart, and then said: "You can take it to settle the bill. I feel a little uncomfortable. I will pick up the remaining money later."

"OK."

The waiter didn't have any ink marks either, so he pushed the things and left.

"vomit."

Meng Ting stood there, vomiting violently, and then white foam spurted out of his mouth. He couldn't control himself and rushed to the toilet.

Two minutes later.

Lin Hengfa and Yang Kai appeared in the corridor.

"I'm going back to sleep."

Lin Hengfa said softly.

"Don't look at Tongtong."

Yang Kai asked tentatively.

"I don't want to look at it anymore. I'm smoking even if I look at it. You can go ahead."

Lin Hengfa said irritably, and then walked directly to his room.

Yang Kai paused in the corridor and went directly to Tongtong's room. After entering the room, Yang Kai saw Tongtong packing up the curling stones in a panic, and suddenly cursed angrily: "Why are you still there?" Where’s the ice?”

"Oh, stop inking. I'll let Fazi hear it later and it's time for him to ink on me again, so Meng Ting came over and gave me some. I've finished all the inking, and I won't do it again."

Tongtong frowned and replied.

"Who sent it?"

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment.

"Meng Ting."

Tongtong knew that his group was leaving soon, so it was unlikely that Meng Ting would deliver the goods again, so he immediately replied without any concealment.

"Meng Ting, he's here."

Yang Kai frowned and asked again

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"Ah, here we come."

"Holy shit, you're going to do something bad sooner or later."

Yang Kai pointed at Tongtong's nose and scolded him, then turned around and walked out of the private room, heading towards Lin Hengfa's room.

At this moment, Meng Ting held on to the toilet wall and struggled to walk out, holding the phone and saying: "It's clear, he is in room 1119. I don't know the others and can't ask."

Yang Kai vaguely heard Meng Ting's voice, and then he was stunned and hid directly in the stairwell.

PS: This chapter is 3,000 words long.


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