"Open the door, is it possible to wait for the uncle and me to come?" He Xiaotian pointed to the head of the Pastoral City Lord, with a natural expression.

"Got it." After several slaps, Lord City Lord, who was completely temperless, bowed his head and walked towards the door. After not taking a few steps, he found that he was controlled by his left hand again.

"Click!"

Outside the door, Roger was smoking a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What are you doing in there?"

He knocked on the door for a long time, and when he stood outside he heard constant popping inside the house.

If it weren't for the fear of being beaten, some rather evil thoughts would have overflowed from my mind.

"???"

As soon as he walked into the room, Roger saw a hole in the ceiling nearly five meters in diameter.

Three steps and two steps, come closer, look up.

"..."

The blue sky came into view.

"This? You..."

Before he finished speaking, He Xiaotian waved to interrupt.

Then he pointed to the head of Lord City Lord, and said with an angry expression.

"You ask him! I kindly took him in, causing me trouble."

"!!!"

Are you a person, OK?

The lord of the pastoral song can't wait to go up and choke the surname He, obviously you made it, so why push me on the head.

Besides, can I speak, don't you have any compelling numbers in your heart?

Then, the lord found that he could open his mouth.

He almost continued to sit on the ground crying, and you have a tacit understanding of cooperation.

Together I caught Laozi's pit?

Roger looked into the city lord with his searching eyes.

"I do not......"

"Snapped!"

Just said two words, his left hand suddenly lifted, slapped him severely.

"I do not......"

"Snapped!"

The Lord's explanation was interrupted mercilessly again, and the slap was so hung that he didn't blow his teeth away.

"Don't listen to him blindly..."

"Snapped!"

This time the tooth really flew out.

Roger, who was standing by, was stunned.

It turned out that the crackling inside the house is like this.

What am I...

The Pastoral City Lord suffered three big ear scrapings in succession with his left severed hand.

"I did it! What's the matter? The big deal is that I lose money! No, I have no money. I will fix it for you! Isn't it done for you?"

Roger wiped a handful of **** stars on his face, and what you did was what you did.

As for spraying my face?

As for the flushed face, it was almost written that I was the city lord of the Backpot Man, and Vice Minister Luo did not say anything.

I'm still in X's lair. I stabbed it out at this time, isn't it looking for a beating?

Moreover, the one who is carrying the pot is still a prisoner, and only the prisoner with a head left. The prisoner can't go up.

"It's okay. The plane that came to pick you up has arrived. You can leave without worry. I'll call some engineers to fix your ceiling later. Make sure you come back and you won't see the slightest trace."

Roger said with a little envy on his face that this dormitory was built by the former headmaster for the brother-in-law of an official who was working at the school.

This person has no other hobbies, but likes big ones.

Compared with He Xiaotian's dormitory, the house assigned by his superiors was hardly even a kennel.

"Come? Let's go."

He Xiaotian was very straightforward, he didn't want to grind, and he didn't plan to make a fortune when he was leaving.

It wasn't his conscience that he found out, but Roger was really out of spirit.

"Take good care of your family and don't run around. Also, take good care of Dan Shiqi, people have paid the money, and can't stop three fine dog food a day."

When leaving the dormitory, He Xiaotian turned around and ordered.

The left severed hand raised his arm and waved at him.

Pastoral City Lord: "..."

Please kill me, why do you want me to raise a dog for you.

Mad, in this room, a dog lives better than him.

Is there a King Fa? Is there any reason?

The Lord of the City was full of grief and anger, and then a roar came.

The left severed hand slid for a trot, and skillfully took out the dog food from the cupboard and delivered it to an egg in the corner.

"Chuck!"

Dan Shiqi licked the city lord's saliva in a friendly way to show his gratitude.

"..."

Oh my god!

Please a thunder, kill me directly.

Also, I hate dogs! !

Medical University, the training ground for the former Dunn trainees.

A few days ago, the renovation project began and a small airport was built.

Thanks to the large enough area in the university, otherwise it would be really hard to fit.

A number: Y-20, nickname: Kunpeng's large transport plane, stopped here.

"Domestic Yun-20, with conventional layout, cantilevered upper single wing, leading edge swept back, no wingtips, maximum take-off weight 220 tons, load more than 66 tons, maximum speed ≥ 800 kilometers per hour, and range greater than 7,800 kilometers , The practical ceiling is 13,000 meters.

It has high extensibility, high reliability and safety. It can perform long-distance air transportation tasks of various materials and personnel under complex weather conditions. How about it? Not bad right!

If there is no such **** rift, I think I am not a deputy minister. But an air force captain, flying various fighter jets, soaring under the blue sky and white clouds. "

Roger looked at Yun-20 with emotion on his face.

Unfortunately, a soldier in a camouflage uniform ran up to interrupt his memory.

"Deputy Minister Luo, I'm leaving you."

"X, go, come back with news of victory." Roger patted He Xiaotian on the shoulder, looking hopeful.

"Don't worry, when I capture the Lord of Cold City, don't say you have no money to buy it."

Vice Minister Luo laughed loudly when he heard the words.

"As long as you can bring him back, I will lose my fortune and buy it. Instead, I have to see what this mountain looks like on the head of the no-man's land."

The soldier waiting for He Xiaotian to board the plane reluctantly rolled his eyes.

Please, the task is urgent.

You two shouldn't brag about each other, okay?

Playing on the front line for nearly half a year, so many people died were just passive defensive beatings.

You are an ordinary strange person, opening your mouth to capture the Lord of the Cold City, it's really a toad hitting breath-what a big tone!

"goodbye!"

"I wish you a triumphant return!"

After the words fell, He Xiaotian followed the soldiers and boarded Yun-20.

After entering, it was discovered that the warehouse had been temporarily modified, and all seats were laid.

The sound inside is noisy and noisy.

Eighty-odd people whispered to each other, looking at the uniforms they were wearing, they should all be members of scavengers.

The only difference is the logo on the chest.

He Xiaotian randomly found an empty seat and sat down.

"Brother, you are the devil scavenger, you are the only one? Or do most of them leave first, and you are the only one who did not board the plane in time to fly with us to XZ no man's land?"

A stubborn elder brother next to him has a heavy local accent.

If it weren't for He Xiaotian's ears, he would be choking enough to understand what he said.

"I'm the only one."

"???"

Hearing the words, the people around immediately stopped talking and became extremely quiet, and the needles could be heard.

And one of them counts as one, all of them are black question mark faces.

What are you doing?