Doomsday Pavilion

It was the first time that Lin Chou saw a live red-spotted flying fish.

"By the way, shouldn't this thing be kept in water..."

Boss Lin is holding a handful of beef tendon rope, using the very old craftsmanship, probably nitrate dehydration. It is very rough in his hand, and it is especially durable when used to tie things after repeated immersion in water.

Each of this large thin tendon rope is tied with a silver-white pan-metallic blue fin and a flying fish with ruby-like spots on the back. The largest individual is only two palms long and short of an adult, and the shape is quite angular. The four-wing jets of the United States-they actually only rely on pectoral fins to fly, like balloons filled with some gas.

When a child sees these fishes, he must slap his feet and slap his feet. After all, every fish is as beautiful as the style of painting that pops out of the second element.

"There will be no accidents in the cold..."

Compared with the fish delivered by Leng Han, Bao Er's concern is obviously another problem.

"However, even if Mr. Zhao came all the way to'chase and kill', I still don't forget what it is to send you a fish..."

Lin Chou tied the fish rope to the counter like a balloon, watching them fly around in a panic, very active.

"Compared to Leng Han, I am more worried about Zhao Lao picking up dust..."

Emmmm, in short, I don’t know if Boss Lin is worried about it. After all, my uncle Zhao used to tear human flesh into alcohol and was extremely fierce. Where is Lieutenant General Leng?

Wu Ke showed a subtle smirk,

"Hey..."

The red-spotted flying fish flying around in the air with a tendon rope can actually not see them swinging their pectoral fins, as if they are really weightless. When the two fish collide with each other, they will also get a beautiful water blue color. The mist and streamer glow, exuding the faint sweet fragrance of the rich ocean atmosphere.

Uncle Gungun has always been the most qualified gourmet. With this faint taste, even the four dogs are not moved by it, but the old man has already come to it.

"Woo~"

Uncle Billowing's bear's paw pinched his chin, and put on a new look to evaluate the ingredients.

"You know this thing is so good, why don't you grab it," Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "I can't fly because of the geometric increase in weight?"

"Woo~"

Lin Chou didn't bother to pay attention to this bear's sophistry. After all, he was afraid that the water was a well-known fact. Nowhere is it like our boss, Lin Chou, he almost forgot what it feels like to swim...

Well...

I heard that there is a big quicksand area called the Quicksand Sea in the Great West. Would you like to go there and try it...

Swimming in quicksand should be close to real swimming, right?

"Brother Chou, are you obsessed with swimming to such a degree..."

"I'm dying of this..."

Lin Chou was thinking about it, and suddenly he noticed the abnormal gaze.

"cough..."

Damn, he accidentally gave bald words out again.

Anyway, Boss Lin didn't do this once or twice, and his face was very tight. In short, as long as I am not embarrassed, it is you who are embarrassed, hetui!

"Flying fish..."

Lin Chou watched the fish who refused to be honest and fell into thinking. In fact, he had already put them in one hundred and eighty renovated positions on the chopping board—but he hadn't found the one that suits Leng Han's appetite most.

It is true that Lin Chou has never made this rare red-spotted flying fish, and it is not worthy of being close to the people.

You have to think about the feeling of a flying fish with more than two adult slaps, a standard spindle shape, and a sharp head that is three times harder than normal steel, poking on you at a speed of 130 kilometers per hour.

Oh, they are still active in clusters, and the intensity is comparable to heavy rain.

This thing is really not less powerful than the source crystal cannon on the sea. Many high-rank sea hunters who are fortunate enough to encounter a school of red dot flying fish who think they will make a fortune have suffered big losses in their hands-people are still alive. , But the ship is gone!

Yes, we don’t care if this thing is wise or not, but they really know how to attack ships, and they are extremely fierce and fierce. They will not stop attacking unless they completely destroy everything that irritates them and make them disappear on the surface of the sea. It seems to be just as simple to irritate them-just block their swimming and flight paths.

In layman's terms, this stuff is unreasonable.

As for how Leng Han caught them, just look at the wound on each fish’s mouth. She only needs to make the density metal as large and thin as possible and then pick the fish from it. It’s a tiring job. of.

"Brother Chou, it is said that the red-spotted flying fish is old and expensive. It is only a second-order. Is there any special effect of cowhide?"

Lin Chou thought about it carefully.

"In the beginning, the Practitioner was very keen on this kind of red-spotted flying fish, uh, you know, when the Practitioner just appeared more than 180 years ago, it is said that the Practitioner firmly believed that this kind of fish is helpful to the'Qinggong'. That is to increase the agility value. Anyway, we don't understand the number of Practitioner, this kind of thing is not understandable."

"That's right," Bao Eryi pointed out, "Just like the mobile game I play, everyone is obviously the same professional attribute equipment and close, but some people's damage I can't understand at all, so why should I They played 998 with 6 nines on the screen, and it’s not fair."

This example is very vivid, Lin Chou understands.

"By the way, Lieutenant General Leng has been chasing Mr. Zhao for a long time, will there be any problems?" Wu Ke said suddenly, "Of course, I am actually mainly worried about the young boy Zhao. Scratching his face, his fiancé, who is 13 years older, feels so distressed."

"Bah," Bao Er looked disgusted, "you can be a fucking man."

"Hey, what you said, why am I not a human being?"

"Would you like to let you marry a wife who is almost twenty years older than you?"

"Nonsense, of course I would like it, I can't ask for it!"

"you..."

"What are you, light mature girl, how many teenagers' final fantasy, I am the same teenager who used to be~"

"Is there a disgusting teenager like you?"

"Oh huh, would you like me to see your browser history?"

"Heh! Get out!"

"Tsk tsk, you can't get the browser records of the tens of millions of people covered by Mingguang. If this leaves you before the catastrophe, I seriously suspect that you will eat at least 126 years of Wowotou with the browser alone."

"..." Bao Er suddenly cursed, "You fucking let the Lord Shan open it up, right?"

Wu Ke said proudly,

"My relationship with Shan Ye is getting better."

Bao Er squeezed his eyes,

"How good can he consecrate him?"

"Why don't I think what you said is not a good thing..."

"No no, I'm much simpler than you, pouch..."

Lin Sorrow said helplessly,

"Come on, you two are enough."

Bao Er hey, what was about to say,

"Hey Boss, there seems to be some movement behind, are they back?"

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