Chapter 199: Is this a world war?

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The two men in the shop had their necks shrunk at the same time and looked at each other.
Wang Yan's heart was also trembling slightly, and the tail vertebrae chilled to the back of his head. It was really a gun-aunt. The aura was really strong!
"Wow!"
The roller shutter door was pulled open by someone, and the turbulent autumn wind poured into the shop. Wang Yan and Cao Cannon looked back together.
I saw a voluptuous woman with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, standing outside with her hands clasped. A pair of deep star eyes, as if they could see through the hearts of the people, swept past the two of them.
Wang Yan felt that Uncle Gun kicked himself with his feet underneath, but grinning and grinning in desperation, saying, "Cannon, Aunt Gun is good. I'm just here to visit Uncle Gun. I'll leave now, you are free , Help yourself. "
After talking, Wang Yan stood up in a hurry, and smiled with a smile on his face.
Cao Cannon was fainted. This baby apprentice, too, was too arrogant? Faced with power, faced with injustice, faced with oppression, where is the iron backbone?
"Sit down!" The voluptuous woman stared at Wang Yan coldly, walked in and pulled the shutter door, and blocked the entrance with a bang.
Wang Yan shook his heart and hurriedly sat back on the bench honestly, just like the elementary school student, his hands were on his knees, and then he grinned at the enchanting woman.
The situation is already obvious.
It is estimated that Uncle Pao has done something excessive, which completely angered Aunt Pao, who drove him out to reflect. Uncle Pao estimated that he couldn't carry it alone, so he blamed him through Feng Lao.
Where does this need someone to console the retired old staff of the State Administration of African Affairs, clearly I found myself this cannon fodder to attract firepower.
Ten thousand grass and mud horses trampled past in Wang Yan's heart. What sin did he make in his last life?
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"Snapped!"
Cao Dagong was lined up heavily on the folding table, his voice clear and loud. He saw the beard and dregs glared at him, and scolded majesticly: "Yao Fei, you are so ridiculous."
"What?" Linghu Yaofei's beautiful eyes showed a trace of grievance and annoyance. "Well, you are a cao cannon, you dare to murder me? Obviously you ..."
"Shut up!" Cao Dagong was sitting on the small bench, his waist was upright, and a mighty air rose up, his eyes filled with undoubted majesty, "I blame the deity for being too pampering you on weekdays, Spoil you so arrogantly. Look at you now, where is there a bit of respectful attitude for the master? "
Wang Yan was shocked, staring at Uncle Gun's domineering posture, and his heart turned upside down like waves. This, this is the iron bone clank that should be the backbone of the country, the magnificent aura?
It turned out that everything before was nothing but Uncle Gun's cover of his true self.
If it weren't for his broken T-shirt, big pants, henhouse head, and Lazai beard sold him deeply. Wang Yan is about to believe. But now, still drinking the bar honestly. With his eyes secretly looking back on the way to escape, the couple should retreat as soon as possible in case of a shocking world war, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.
Linghu Yaofei stared at Xing's eyes and looked at Cao Cannon in disbelief. The chill on her body grew stronger and stronger.
In the absence of Wang Yan's attention, Cao Dabao's lips flicked twice and his eyes tickled at her. Private voices pleased: "My wife, good wife. This man came out to walk the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is a face. Xiao Yan is our apprentice, can't let him laugh at me in my heart, Master? In the future, how can I pay back Can you be a teacher again? Good wife, accompany me to play this scene well, after this, I continue to reflect, and reflect on it. "
The frost on Linghu Yaofei's face gradually dissipated, and then her hands were intertwined in front of her, her head bowed down timidly like a young wife who did the wrong thing, and said: "My husband, I'm wrong. I don't They should be pampered, arrogant and extravagant. "
"puff!"
Wang Yan's old wine almost spewed out, what is the situation? This play is really full of various turning points! Just like the gun mother-in-law of the dominatrix's possession just now, she suddenly became a good little white rabbit?
Is this teasing me?
Wang Yan's mouth twitched, and his back was a bit creepy. Looking at the grandiose performances of Uncle Cannon and Aunt Cannon, they felt that the drink was not good enough.
"Xiao Yan, please drink slowly and accompany your uncle Gun to drink more." Linghu Yaofei picked up Erguotou, and Xianhui politely came to help Wang Yan pour the wine.
"Cannon, Auntie Gun. I'll come by myself." Wang Yan smiled with a smirk on his face. He could see it. The performance of Aunt Cannon was really exaggerated, and when might it burst out.
"Xiao Yan, you let her fall." Cao Cannon's man waved, and the man said with fullness, "Our two men drink, and the woman should be on the sidelines."
"Yes, Xiao Yan, let me come. You can just have fun with your uncle Gun. After all ..." Linghu Yaofei smiled softly and charmingly, her wrists bent gently, helping Wang Yan fill up. With a cup of Erguotou, Qiaoxiaoyan said softly, "After all, it is the last time your uncle Pao's life drank."
hiss!
Wang Yan breathed air in his heart and used it. Was it enough to play? The whole body was chilling and secretly glancing at Cao Cannon. What did you do to lose all conscience? This is the rhythm of the sky!
The masculinity on Cao Dapao's face was suddenly stiff and dull, his cheek muscles twitching, and he said with a smile: "Yao, Yao Fei. Our atmosphere is very happy, and you don't make cold jokes like you."
"A joke? Maybe." Linghu Yaofei Miaoman's gestures are full, and he filled Cao Cannon with a glass of medicinal wine, blinking charming and sexy, and tempting eyes, softly said, "Fujun, you and me After all, there is a husband and wife. It is the so-called thousand years of cultivation and sleep together. It is a rare fate that you and I walk together. Tonight, let the concubine and wait for you to drink this last bar. "
Cao Dagong's cold hair stood up all over his face, and he smiled bitterly: "Well, okay, Princess Fei, I've admitted it. You say, how can I forgive me?"
"Oh, Master Fujun, how dare you be a concubine?" Linghu Yaofei said in a sincere and fearful manner, and said in a mournful way, "You are a majestic Yanzun, and you can wave me like a little demon girl The repression is so eternal that you ca n’t turn over. You have to think that Yao Fei is wrong, although you can slap and kill Yao Fei, a hundred. "
Wang Yan here heard numbness of the scalp and the spine was chilling.
Uncle Cannon accused himself this time, but he really played the role of cannon fodder. When I just wanted to sneak in on the flashing people, Uncle Gun's voice rang in my ears: "Stinky boy, are you going to watch Master die?"
Wang Yan swallowed dryly and said innocently: "Cannon, Uncle Cannon. I don't know. I have been brushing a copy of Beibei in the Central Plains a few days ago ..."
"Xiao Yan, don't worry about the maid, you die this maid, I don't know how many maids are thinking of anxiously going up."
"Xiao Yan, you can't save yourself from death."
"Oh!"
Wang Yan shook his heart and patted the table heavily, even the peanuts and mustard bag flew out.
But it was precisely this time that made Cao Dagong and Linghu Yaofei's words stop, and their eyes focused on Wang Yan.
Wang Yan was guilty, and he grabbed the appetizers and put it back on the table. After coughing twice, I pretended to say: "Actually, the matter of Uncle Cannon and Uncle Cannon, you two elders, it should be reasonable that I should not intervene. Uh, in fact, I should not intervene. This, I remember there are still An important thing to do, I flash first. "
"Stop, sit down!"
Wang Yan only stood up halfway in this car, and the sound of their husband and wife screamed in their ears like a thunder. In desperation, he had to sit down with one butt, and his heart was suffering. Thousands of grass and mud horses trampled past in my heart. What is this called? Are you husband and wife arguing, are you going to bring me this little pond fish?
"Xiao Yan, Uncle Pao and your aunt Pao did not have children. Since we accepted you as an apprentice, our couple regarded you as a son. We, we are not outsiders." Cao Da Pao said with a serious face , "This time you came just right, to support your home Uncle Gun. This has to be tossed around, this day has not been sent."
"Oh, I haven't had a life, right? I think you are tired of the old lady, looking for an old lover to narrate the old, looking for something new, right? By the way, Xiaoyan, how many more teachers and ladies?" Linghu Yaofei sneered After two beeps, he glanced at Wang Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, your uncle Gun is so unconscionable. I thought I abandoned and betrayed everything in order to be with him. Now think about it , Are all caught in this old slippery. Alas, I was still too young ... "
"When you knew me, it was more than 900 ..." Cao Cannon interjected.
"Don't intervene, I'm talking to Xiao Yan." Linghu Yaofei gave him a cold look, "Cao Cannon, are you scorning me for being old?"
"Uh ... Xiao Yan, you can be fair." Cao Dagong sullen with a sip of wine and said with a sullen face.
"It's done." Wang Yan was also bored with a glass of white wine and said angrily, "Aunt Uncle Cannon, even if I was the little pond fish in your city gate, I had to tell me what happened. Right? "
"What else can you do? Your uncle Pao started to hang out again and again." Linghu Yaofei took out a mobile phone and opened the WeChat photo stored in it, said, "Xiao Yan, you look at it, take a look Your Uncle Gun talks shamelessly with this coquette. "
Wang Yan glanced, so he didn't faint.
First, Uncle Gun, you chat on WeChat, can you change your name? Also use that "melancholy old man".
Second, is the name of your appointment ~ the target of the cannon too a bit too secondary? What is the "Duke of Roses"? This name, not to mention that it sounds like a man, is not high enough.
Duke of Roses, hehe!
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