Chapter 112: A Powerful Sensation (1)

Chapter 112: The Powerful Sensation Brought by Ziyang Watermelon (1)

"Haha......"

Zhuang Rong looked up to the sky and laughed.

Looking at Zhuang Rong, who was laughing constantly, many people were attracted to their eyes and showed curiosity, wanting to know what he was laughing at.

"This kid, isn't it going to be a sudden, sheep seizure!"

Seeing Zhuang Rong laughing continuously, Liu Xiaomin whispered.

Wang Yang nodded and said, "You maybe, you can call and call an ambulance." ā€œ

Wang Yang's voice is very loud and penetrating, which can ensure that Zhuang Rong can hear it.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Yang's voice fell, Zhuang Rong finally suppressed his laughter.

"You're not smiling?"

Wang Yang tilted his head and asked.

"Humph!"

Zhuang Rong sneered and said, "It's because I heard that some people don't think about themselves, so I can't stop laughing so much." ā€

"Oh, some people, isn't it, this certain people, mean me?"

"Yes, it seems, some people, there is some self-knowledge. ā€

Zhuang Rong nodded affirmatively.

"Hmph. ā€

Wang Yang sneered and said, "Then I want to ask, why didn't I do my best to make you laugh so much." ā€

As he spoke, Wang Yang's eyes swept behind Zhuang Rong.

There, there are four items.

Two bags of crystal rice, two black-skinned watermelons.

Hmph, I'm about to hit you headfirst.

Sure enough, Zhuang Rong raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "Then you can hear clearly."

Your so-called miraculous cucumber, the so-called miraculous effect, is nothing more than some weight loss, what cleanses the stomach. ā€

"Hehe, this, you are wrong, my Ziyang cucumber, not only can lose weight and clear the stomach, it can also eliminate food and poison.

Now the local people, all of them have a big belly, and after eating our cucumbers, they are guaranteed to lose it. ā€

Wang Yang's gaze swept over the crowd around him.

Sure enough, hearing this, many men and women with big bellies had their eyes shining.

Obviously, the effect of this purple cucumber makes them seem to have found a life-saving solution.

"Hmph. ā€

Seeing the reaction of the crowd around him, Zhuang Rong had the urge to slap his mouth.

However, he is not an ordinary person, and his heart is determined.

"What's the matter, do you see, this is Professor Yuan's latest research, crystal rice, they are not only grains like crystals, with their unique beauty, but also have highly concentrated energy, that is, the king of big stomachs, after eating such crystal rice, a bowl of rice is enough.

Just ask, with such a highly concentrated energy crystal rice, do you still need to be afraid of obesity?"

Saying that, Zhuang Rong looked at Wang Yang proudly, as if to say, hey, boy, do you see, this is the essence of our Black Dragon Gang, even such high-energy crystal rice, you can get it, what do you compare?

"Hehe......"

Wang Yang smiled, and tears also burst into laughter.

"Big brother, who did you listen to that obesity is eaten with rice?"

Belch?

This time, not only Zhuang Rong, but also the other surrounding crowds also laughed.

Crystal rice is magical and loved by people, but, as Wang Yang said, who said that obesity is eaten by eating rice?

Zhuang Rong also blushed.

"Hmph, didn't you say that you will launch a new watermelon, then we will compare the watermelon of any of us. ā€

Knowing that he had lost a game, Zhuang Rong was unwilling, and quickly shifted the target.

"Well, now that you've thrown in the towel, we're better off than anyone's watermelon. ā€

Wang Yang is very casual.

"Hmph, who said I threw in the towel?"

Zhuang Rong was very dissatisfied.

However, he also knew that he had already fallen behind in the last game, and without much entanglement, he directly asked people to lift out two black-skinned watermelons weighing more than ten catties.

"See, this is the real best watermelon, the battle watermelon in the watermelon, what do you compare it to?"

Looking at Wang Yang with disdain, Zhuang Rong raised his head very arrogantly.

"Yo, take some of the fangs of other devils, and fill them as elephants here. ā€

It is resolutely unacceptable to be despised by others.

"Little ones, take out our fighter jets and show them to everyone, take a look, and let them know what the real artifact battle melon is. ā€

As soon as he said hello, Wang Yang looked at Zhuang Rong with disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Okay. ā€

Zhang Xiaomin's speed was the fastest, and he jumped up and beckoned people to run towards the supermarket.

After a while, I saw four supermarket staff working in pairs, carrying out two large watermelons with purple colors.

"Wow......"

Looking at these two beautiful big watermelons that were confused and emitted a layer of purple light, I let out a burst of amazement.

"How about it, these two Ziyang watermelons, it's okay!"

Hum!

Looking at the big watermelon that weighed at least thirty pounds, Zhuang Rong was no longer convinced, and he couldn't open his eyes and say nonsense, so he had no choice but to snort coldly to express the indignation in his heart.

"Okay, our respective watermelons are now unveiled, so let's talk about it, how does this watermelon compare?

Is it under this sun, exposed to the sun for two or three days, or is it cut on the spot for everyone to taste and taste?"

Wow -

As soon as Wang Yang's voice fell, the scene was amazed.

"You, you, what did you just say?"

Zhuang Rong glared and pointed at Wang Yang, unable to believe his ears.

"Didn't I just say that clearly?"

Wang Yang pretended to be surprised, and asked rhetorically: "Mo Fei, what is wrong with your ears, do you want to, I will call an ambulance for you!"

"Less nonsense, you just said, let the watermelon be exposed to the sun for two or three days under this scorching sun?"

Zhuang Rong's tone was full of disbelief, as if he was using some kind of bait to make Wang Yang take the bait.

"yes, what's wrong, why?"

Wang Yang pretended to be surprised again, and said, "Could it be that your so-called battle watermelon can't be exposed to the scorching sun?"

Zhuang Rong almost vomited blood, and scolded in his heart: I am exposed to your mother's grandmother, this watermelon must be kept cool at all times, and it can also be exposed to the sun, you lied to the ghost.

It's just that he is a little uncertain in his heart, at least, the purple sun cucumber seems to have an inexplicable miracle effect, which makes people indescribable and unclear.

It's just that Zhuang Rong doesn't speak, it doesn't mean that no one speaks.

The taste of watermelon is always so intoxicating, but it is not easy to collect, and it is also so helpless.

It is the so-called battle watermelon, which is only large and round in shape, and in addition to the first-class taste, it seems that it has not escaped the essence of watermelon.

It's not easy to collect, it's like a watermelon nightmare.

If this watermelon can be exposed to the sun for two or three days, then, isn't it collectible?

Thinking of this, all the people seem to have figured out what the key is.

"Boss Wang, your watermelon will not spoil when exposed to the sun?"

Wang Yang smiled and said: "If you don't believe it, these two watermelons, I have moved out, everyone can make a real yĆ n together, under this fierce sun, the temperature should be at least 30 degrees, these two watermelons, just put them here in the sun, don't want anything for two or three days, as long as there is a look of ten or twenty minutes, then, everyone tastes and tastes together, can't you feel its magic?"

"Okay, let's all wait together to witness the miracle in the watermelon, and perhaps, when this watermelon is famous, we can all show our faces. ā€

Wang Yang's mention was immediately answered.

To tell the truth, none of them believe that this watermelon can be eaten when it is exposed to the scorching sun for ten or twenty minutes.

On the contrary, at this time, Zhuang Rong and the others, who had come to provoke before, seemed to have become bystanders, or rather, their sense of existence had been infinitely weakened under the amazing effect of the watermelon.

"Cousin, what are we going to do?"

Guan Yu never thought of such a result, and because of this, in the face of such a result, he had lost the judgment of ordinary people.

"Hmph, I want to see if his watermelon is so magical, when the time comes, I must taste it with my own mouth, if I can't eat it, then I will slap him in the face. ā€

Time seems to be frozen in this moment.

The difference is that everyone's heartbeat is galloping.

The so-called human gaze is all condensed on the two unexpectedly large watermelons, purple light, under the sun, exuding a charming light, as if it feels the gaze of everyone, making its vitality more and more brilliant.

"Well, this time, roughly, is about the same.

For the sake of fairness, why don't we taste the legendary 'battle watermelon' first?"