Vulgar Master Chapter 209

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Zhou Bawa never thought that women were easy to understand, but he didn't think it was so difficult to understand. He just got out of the muddy water, but Ran Qiuran came back after a while, crying.

Zhou Bawa was shocked: "What are you doing?"

Ran Qiuran: "It's too pitiful, I'm going to make up..."

Ran Qiuran went back to the car to touch up her makeup while talking. Zhou Bawa couldn't understand it, but she was shocked. Chen Lulu leaned against the car with a cigarette in her pockets and said, "Girls always understand girls."

Zhou Bawa: "..."

Chen Lulu: "You won't understand. You don't look like an honest person. You look like Wang Qingming, like an irresponsible person. I think people are very accurate."

Zhou Bawa: "Tsk, you can't fight against me in the temple, and you can't attack me personally."

Chen Lulu lit a cigarette butt: "At the beginning, he set up the Qixie Forum on a whim. Later, when he lost interest, he threw it aside and asked me to clean up this mess for him."

Chen Lulu: "He has nothing to do with himself, and came to fool around with a scumbag like you who smells like you..."

Zhou Bawa: "If you scold him, scold him, it's none of my business. If you blame Sang and scold Huai again, I'll be anxious."

Zhou Bawa didn't have the heart to entangle with her. The woman's words with a gun and a stick were really unbearable. She thought of leaving and went back. When she opened the car door, she touched the rust.

Um? Ran Qiuran in the car didn't notice it. After all, she didn't open a temple and didn't practice "Pretending to be Dirty", but Zhou Bawawa's body temple had already been opened. Chen Lulu also found something abnormal, called out a vulgar god, and turned to look. to the pier.

On the sea, a thick fog appeared quietly at some point, and a huge shadow on the bow of the ship was slowly docking in the thick fog.

What followed was the cracking of the concrete on the edge of the wharf, the exposed steel bars corroded, and then the cargo ships docked at the shore, the containers and gantry cranes in the yard, and the large steel structures were corroded and scrapped in the thick fog.

Hum, the motorcycle roared, and before the thick fog spread, Zhou Bawa had already pulled Ran Qiuran onto the Wangong motorcycle, and the ghost fire sounded and flew away.

Chen Lulu put the thin cigarette **** on the front of the rusted and scrapped car, and the person also turned into a pool of ink characters, which was quickly moistened.

In the rearview mirror of the speeding Wangong motorcycle, Zhou Bawa's expert eyes collapsed, and before leaving, he glanced at the information of the ship's shadow.

"Sinbad's expedition ship (rare temple building material), belongs to the Tuojiang Temple of the Shanhe God City Department, and the temple building material in Sinbad the Grain Eater's body temple, has the ability to conquer the tyrant", which can paralyze the ships on the route. Civilized facilities. "

Geez, what's this about? Zhou Bawa was sure that the trouble was not for him, and 80% was related to Chen Lulu.

All the way back to school, I sent Ran Qiuran back.

Zhou Bawa searched the Internet for news, and it was very convenient to transmit information in the era of the big Internet. Soon, on Douyin, I found a short video of the sudden landing of the Bincheng Wharf in the strange fog.

The thick fog made it hard to see what was going on inside. The video showed several cars of the polling bureau on the periphery. Some netizens speculated whether there was some secular gods appearing in this strange phenomenon. Went to the scene, but was stopped outside by the polling bureau.

The heavy fog lasted for an hour and then dissipated, leaving a rusty freight wharf at the scene. For an hour outside the fog, it seemed like decades had passed in the fog. All the buildings, ships, and equipment on the wharf were worn to the point of being unusable. .

There is only so much folk news. The official announcement said that the army made a mistake in the training exercise of the vulgar gods. The situation at the scene has been controlled, and no one was injured, and then there is no post.

But Zhou Bawa, who was at the scene at the time, knew that this was obviously not some kind of military performance. There was a temple owner there at the time.

Sure enough, just two days later, in the middle of the night, Zhou Bawa, who was sleeping in the bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes, and the two window magpies in the wedding temple were landing on the balcony and screaming.

Zhou Bawa had been using these two for night patrols a long time ago, so when he came to call, there was a situation.

Zhou Bawa shook Zhang Sao Ling, who was in the shop, in the middle of the night. In the middle of the night, Zhang Sao Ling put on a pair of big pants in a daze, and was dragged out of the dormitory by Zhou Ba Wa, thanks to the fact that it was not cold in June.

In the darkness of the night, the two followed the magpies on the window, all the way to the door of the teaching building, and collided with the figure head-on.

Why! Zhou Bawa put Zhang Sao Ling behind him, and caught the flashlight that the other party swung over. The flashlight showed the two of them.

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The face is not beaten.

Chen Lulu: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Bawa: "Why do you come, I will come."

Zhang Sao Ling, who was wearing a big pants and kicking a tara board, still didn't know why, so he probed and asked, why did he come here?

Zhou Bawa told him, "Save people."

Chen Lulu's heart tightened when she heard this, so she hurriedly entered the teaching building. Zhou Bawa followed Zhang Sao Ling. As soon as she entered the corridor, she could smell a pungent tidal odor, as if she had just caught a whole net. The fish had been piled up in the damp cabin for ten days, and the stench of the fish made one almost vomit.

Slap, the soles of the shoes stepped on the ground, rubbing the wet water traces and sticky algae plants, the whole corridor was like a tsunami, and the walls to the roof were covered with water and algal moss.

Going forward and turning a corner, the broken arms and stumps of wax statues are piled up in the corridor. Zhou Bawa has seen the triangular head, Hanako, and Bachi. These wax figures that Duke Zhongyuan pinched out of horror movies are too precious. At this time, they all broke their arms and legs, and they were all tattered. They were smashed and piled on the corridor and soaked in the water.

Zhou Bawa went through the corridor where the broken arms and stumps of the wax statues were piled up like a dense forest.

Back then, Zhou Bawa had never seen Duke Zhongyuan come up with such an exaggerated method.

The stump of the wax figure was mixed with the **** sea water and the bloodstains that began to appear, extending all the way, pointing to the large amphitheatre. Zhou Bawa was stunned when he saw the wall at the entrance of the amphitheatre.

The vulgar green lantern of Duke Zhongyuan he had seen once was being pierced and nailed to the wall by the huge anchor, and the lantern in his hand was still dripping wax oil. Chong.

Seeing this scene, Chen Lulu fainted, and he almost stumbled. He spread out the body temple ink painting like a madman and rushed into the amphitheater, followed by Zhou Bawa.

As soon as the two rushed into the classroom, they heard a bang, and the **** black figure broke through the window and fled.

Zhou Bawa looked at the amphitheater, looking down from the heights, the tables and chairs had been twisted and twisted in the battle just now, and sharp wood stubble popped out and swirled and piled together, forming a vortex. Wax figures with stumps and heads look like drowning people caught in a shipwreck.

In the center of the whirlpool, there was a huge muscled and iron-locked vulgar **** with a horse face prostrate, like a monster emerging from the whirlpool.

Wang Qingming's forehead was covered in blood, and he sat on his back against the horse's face, still holding a broken arm.

Chen Lulu rushed up when she saw someone, hugged the seriously injured Wang Qingming, and repeated with tears in her eyes: I'm late, I'm late...

Behind, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Zhou Bawa strolled over to probe, glanced at the broken arm in Wang Qingming's hand, kicked, and his arm fell to the ground to hit the wheel, Wang Qingming raised his arms and shouted:

"Master, come to trouble me without opening your eyes, and let me pull an arm off."

Polling Bureau, working overtime all night.

After Xu Baihua answered the call from the delivery man, he asked Zhang Shun to pick up the fried chicken takeaway that Mr. Huang Thirteen wanted, while he turned to look at the newly added name on the whiteboard of the Big Crying Mountain case.

A few days ago, the heavy fog at the Ben Thanh Pier sneaked into a three-temple temple master, Sinbad, who came from abroad.

He came from an ancient organization with a long history, spread all over Asia and Africa, and rumored to have a thousand and one legendary assassins.

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