MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 108 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

"How is that possible?!" Congliang growled in disbelief in his head, and slipped down the snake's body.

Ding Mao was worried about Congliang's impulsive impulse, so he hurriedly slipped out, grabbed Congliang's hand and said in a deep voice: "Young girl, be obedient, guns are not a joke!" As he spoke, he dragged Congliang behind him and used his body to protect him. live.

Although Congliang doesn't need to be guarded by the big baby, this feeling is really not bad. His heart swayed at the wrong time, and the little hand just wanted to hug it, but was interrupted by the system voice in his head, "The relationship between your brother and your man There is hatred between you, you are about to fight chickens, and you still have the time to complain."

Cong Liangyi took a look from under Ding Mao's arm and saw that Ding Mao's face was gloomy.

The man on the opposite side confronted them with a gun, his eyes gliding over the huge system, but the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ding Mao. Seeing that they didn't move for a long time, the corner of his mouth raised a mocking smile.

Congliang stared, her eyes were sore, her eyesight was very good, she could even see the small scar at the corner of the man's eye clearly, she looked back and forth three times on her body, and there was not a single bit of it that could distinguish this man from the "really handsome gentleman" in her previous life. ”, the elegant and gentle Cong An is linked together.

When Cong Liang was observing the person on the other side, the system was also reluctantly scanning over and over again, over a hundred times within three minutes.

For a time, the system and Congliang were both hit by the reality in front of them, and no one said a word. The two men who stared at each other like a cockfight for a long time did not speak, and the air seemed to freeze.

After a long while, Cong Liangxian said in his head, "What, Fang, from the perspective of a man, although he is not as high-quality as Cong'an in his previous life, it is still okay to look at that ruffian..."

The system didn't say a word, with a pair of vertical pupils still staring at the opposite side.

Ding Mao and the man opposite were still staring at each other. The man was annoyed with staring, and his hand holding the gun was sore. Seeing that Congliang and the others didn't mean to come forward, they knew that they were afraid of the gun in his hand, so they completely put themselves on the line. It spread into a piece of noodles, and "sticked" it back to the car again, driving people away in a bad tone.

"Bum, you're all staring at the young master for a fart, are you looking for Beng?!" The man opposite smirked and pointed his gun at Ding Mao's leg, "Last time, you were not satisfied with one leg, and I also wanted to try the other one. Bar?"

The tone and expression are very accurate to show what a villain is, and Congliang rubbed his face silently.

Ding Mao's face was gloomy, and he held the lock tightly in his hand. The man saw Ding Mao's poised posture, and slowly slipped out of the car door. He knew that Ding Mao played the lock with one hand, and there was no more in his gun. The bullets are gone. Even if there were enough bullets last time, he also suffered from Dingmao's locks. His eyes were congested for more than a month, and he almost went blind.

After slipping into place, the man quickly opened the car door, hid behind the car door, and laughed meanly, "Come on, show me your lock, can you pass through the car door like a bullet, hahahahaha ."

Ding Mao's whole body was tense, and his hand couldn't be faster than a bullet. This was what he had personally experimented with, not to mention that this time there was someone behind him, unlike the last time when a person rushed in front, he didn't dare to act rashly. , for fear that the gun will not have long eyes and will hurt Congliang again.

But if Ding Mao just gave up this small shop, he was not reconciled, "We found this place first." After Ding Mao finished speaking, he glanced at the white snake, trying to use the huge body of the white snake to threaten the person on the opposite side.

The person on the other side looked at the system along Ding Mao's eyes and sneered, "Why, you want to grab something when you get a beast?"

He was really afraid of this snake at first. After all, the pressure of this kind of behemoth is almost physiological, but for so long, he didn't even flick his tail, just stood with a neck and a pestle that didn't move, and it was nothing to think about. Ability, that is, a fool.

Hearing this beast, Congliang leaned on Ding Mao's back and couldn't hold back and shivered again. In his last life, Cong An completely regarded Xiaofang as a **** and an ancestor, and loved to care for him all his life.

She couldn't help but cast a glance at the system. Seeing that the system was still staring at Cong An with her neck erect, she tapped it in her head: "Can you adapt to what he has become?"

"It's a little uncomfortable," said the system, "but I still want to wrap my head around him..."

"Okay," Congliang said this time, "don't delay, let's go, and make a quick decision."

As soon as the good words fell, he pulled Ding Mao and ran in the opposite direction for a short distance, leaving the "battlefield".

When the man saw the big white snake coming forward, he screamed in horror, and was about to get into the car. The system shook his head, turned the car over, opened his **** mouth in the man's shrill scream, and tilted his head to hold the man carefully. Coquettishly twisted and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

"Snake ah ah ah ah..."

"Mom! Mom, mom..."

A few men in the store across from them rushed out after hearing the screams of their own people. They were shocked to see a big white snake swallowing people in the street, and they immediately ran away in all directions.

Ding Mao, who was dragged down the street from Congliang, had an unpredictable expression. After a long while, he stammered and asked, "Did he take it away... go, go to eat?"

"No, no," Congliang quickly shook his head and explained, "My snake doesn't eat people, it just, uh, played with him..."

Cong Liangjian Dingmao was stunned and dragged his arm forward, "Can you drive?"

Ding Mao didn't say a word, his eyes drifted towards the end of the street, obviously he hadn't slowed down yet. After listening to Congliang's question, he answered after a half beat, "Kaikai - it doesn't eat people, why did it bite you?"

Congliang: "..." Therefore, lying is the most annoying, and it always fails to close all kinds of loopholes.

"It...it was very small when it bit me, and I stepped on it." Cong Liang said, "You didn't see that it could become bigger, it could actually become smaller." It can also become a human.

"Let's turn the car over first," Cong Liang said. "You can drive just fine. The snake is playing, and it's the same with the car."

The two turned the car over, put the key on it, and entered the store. The things inside were arranged in a mess, but it was not messed up, it was sorted out by the group of people just now, which was convenient for transportation.

In the afternoon, the two went back and forth three times in total, and moved the more important hard goods such as rice, noodles, oil, and water. Although there is not enough time to go back and forth again, at this time, no one dares to go downstairs, and there is no need to worry about things being taken away.

Cong Liang lavishly took a bath with the water he found, and knocked on the system. The two connected to the link. The system's voice was the female voice of the suit.

"Where are you? It's going to be foggy, come back quickly." Cong Liang said.

"...I won't be back today." The system's voice was slightly unstable, "It's very safe here, don't worry." After saying that, the system cut off the link, but Cong Liang froze in the bathroom with a towel.

"Fuck!" Cong Liang calmed down and jabbed his arm with a towel, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"So fast-!"

"How is that possible! Oh my God! Hahahaha..."

For several lifetimes and the eldest baby, it was impossible not to hear what was going on with the sound of the system, but it was too exciting.

Those two people rolled and slept together in the last life, and they didn't cross the thunder pond for half a step. They only met in this life and jumped into the thunder pond to take a bath! Or a mandarin duck bath—!

After taking a bath, having dinner, and returning to the room from Liang, he still sighs from time to time, and his expression is slightly obscene. The system has always sneered at things between men and women. I don't know if I tried it myself, but it still couldn't roll its eyes. turned up.

Since Liang was distracted, Ding Mao began to fall ill. For some reason, his little girl ignored him. It started after washing, a meal, and now the two of them have been in the house for half an hour. She just Sitting on the side, giggling from time to time.

After Liang sighed about the system, he took out an advertisement book selling fake medicines that he brought back from his snacks, and put it next to the candle, watching it with great interest.

"Hehehe," Cong Liang chewed and crunched a potato chip, "Emma, ​​hahaha..."

Cong Liangxiao's face hurts. The story above is really cool. A girl was cheated on by her husband because of abnormal leucorrhea. Then she didn't want to divorce, and she didn't want to beat her husband and kick the mistress. She went and bought a few boxes. Medicine, the leucorrhea was normal, and then her husband changed his mind. She went to show off in front of the mistress with great pride, and felt that she was much happier...

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Ding Mao sighed and turned sideways, inexplicably feeling the sadness of an empty-nest old man in his heart.

Cong Liang didn't notice Ding Mao's mood, "Wah La" turned over a page, not knowing what he saw again, laughed and shivered, and threw all the potato chips on the ground.

She took a shower in the evening without wearing two pieces of cloth, sticking to Ding Mao's side slippery and fragrant, and quickly summoned Uncle Ding.

Ding Mao froze, turned over and lay on his stomach, trying to cruelly detain Uncle Ding back.

Congliang is still heartless, she is really kneeling for the current drug advertisement, a girl was abandoned by her husband because of Zaza drooping, she bought two boxes of medicine and ate it for seven days, Zaza went with two watermelons As if bulging, my husband saw all kinds of kneeling and begging for reconciliation...

"Hahahaha... hiccup!"

Emotionally, his husband ran to those two things before weaning, and the medicine was even more ruthless. It was so big after taking seven days.

Cong Liangpai quilt finished laughing with her limbs trembling, and was about to pick up the potato chips and the book to see what the next story was, but she just jumped up a little, and before she could bend down enough, she was caught by a pair of warm The hand card grabbed the waist and pulled it back.

"Don't look at it." Ding Mao hugged Congliang's waist tightly, wishing to embed her in his chest.

The close body of the two made Ding Mao's state nowhere to hide. Cong Liang turned over in Ding Mao's arms and rubbed Ding Mao's chest with her softness. Ding Mao: "Will you stop liking me because of my sagging?"

A small blue vein bulged out of Ding Mao's forehead: "...What nonsense are you talking about?"

Congliang asked again, "What about abnormal vaginal discharge, such as... um."

Ding Mao covered Congliang's mouth with his hand in time, "Can you..." Ding Mao sighed and said, "You are not allowed to look at these messy things in the future, you know?!"

Congliang nodded obediently, his eyes were full of smiles and affection in the candlelight, Ding Mao also slowly raised his lips when he was seen, released the hand blocking Congliang's lips, and sealed it with his own.

The author has something to say: Ding Mao: "Is it taken... go, go and eat?"

Congliang: Well, my snake doesn't eat people, it's just for fun.

System: Finished playing and eating.

The back is basically the next world with daily sugar sprinkles, writing about an imprisoned, honest scholar who was mad at his wife who was crawling around the wall, and in a rage, imprisoned her

Sorry for the late night, angels, a little cold