Strictly speaking, in fact, the goatee old man's move, the completion of the action is average, and there is no advantage in speed. After all, when you are old, the years are unforgiving. But it was the timing of that shout, which was too critical, almost with the force, so that everyone who only paid attention to his movements was startled at that moment.

There were several garbled barrages in the little fox's live broadcast room at that time, and I don't know if the phone was scared off.

Most netizens have a habit of spoofing, and after their mobile phones are scared off, they always want others to try the taste of being scared off their mobile phones.

So after the sun rose in the east, a small video intercepted from Hu Li's live broadcast room began to circulate in a small area. A certain old man who wants to "eat all over the world with one trick" also has a tendency to be popular.

On the other side, next door to the "Jamaican restaurant", in the so-called "night light" hotel, the little fox stood in front of the window, explaining to a manager that she had a "sufficient" reason for coming to Canada to broadcast live without saying hello.

On the double bed behind him, a certain badger was holding a remote control and staring at the TV in a daze, constantly recalling that trick in his mind.

Although the old man is old, his muscles and strength are not as good as those of young people, but his experience and vision are still very vicious. In retrospect, the rhythm of his demonstration at that time was actually the rhythm of the previous old man who played the sword.

And Wang Ping seriously doubted that there was something to say about the voice he roared at the critical moment.

I have to say that this kind of explosive trick is really suitable for a player like him who has an empty body of "brute force" but can't use it. What tai chi, fighting, sanda, are all weak. If he learns the eight-pole transportation method, his strength can at least be turned to another level.

Wang Ping felt that if he really reached that realm, even if he didn't rely on the "racket" trick, he would be able to face a brown bear head-on.

Throwing the remote control aside, a badger stood up from the bed, remembered the action in his memory, and bent his paws and raised his right leg at the same time.

A clear sense of barrier came, and one of his feet was unstable, and he sat down directly on the bed. When I looked down, the round belly in front of me was blocking my legs.

“……”

After visually measuring the length of his arm span and looking at the length of his belly, a certain badger suddenly collapsed his shoulders and sighed sadly with a hairy face.

Tie Shan, who practices hair, has such a big belly, and before his elbow hits others, he will bounce himself away.

"I might as well watch "Wing Chun" a few more times and learn the cotton belly of the 'flying orangutan'!"

"Okay, okay, I got it...... Oh, I promise, I'm not going anywhere for a few days, just waiting for them to come!"

The little fox behind him helplessly assured the manager on the other side of the ocean who almost turned around angrily, and almost swore to the sky.

A certain badger turned his face to look, and the night was falling outside the window, and the bustling sound could be heard through the window, which was much more lively than during the day.

If it was usual, he would have snatched the phone a long time ago, and roared angrily to let Chen Bai hang up the phone, so that the little fox could take him out to play. But right now, Wang Ping has lost interest in the night market, and he still can't put down that trick in his mind.

"Cotton belly" is naturally a gambling statement, with the strength that others don't have, but because of the figure, it can't be practiced, and the cliff is unwilling.

"What's wrong with being fat? Hong Jinbao is also fat, didn't he still beat Donnie Yen to jump off the building? Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it!"

got up and jumped out of bed, Wang Pingzhuo pulled the little fox to find the children's slippers at the front desk and ran to the bathroom. On the other side, Hu Li, who had just hung up the phone and turned around to say something, saw this, so he pouted and threw himself on the bed unhappily.

Under Chen Bai's threat, she could only honestly explain her plan. So on the side of the magic capital, a manager was already helping her find a logistics team.

Among the anchors of the Funny Fish Outdoor Channel, Gu Laosan has never led a team, and as a result, every time he broadcasts live in the field, he will overturn. And the "former first brother" Yang Xu also turned himself out of the live broadcast world because he deliberately did not bring the team.

If the same thing happened again, Chen Bai felt that he could retire early.

So as soon as he heard that the little fox wanted to take a certain badger to the wild, a manager was furious on the spot, and directly moved out the terms of the contract to threaten, so that she honestly waited for the arrival of the logistics team in Vancouver.

"Whew!"

The little fox, which had stuck its head in the bed, rolled over, stared straight at the ceiling, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he fluttered wildly on the bed.

"Hate, hate, hate, die, stink, stink!"

"Bang!"

As he was muttering, he heard a sudden crunch in the bathroom, as if something had broken. The little fox was startled, jumped up from the bed, and trotted over to check.

"Boss!"

I pulled the door of the bathroom but didn't open it, the little fox called, and after a while, there was a noise inside. A badger stepped on the washstand and opened the door bolt inside, and then squatted there with his nose covered and acted innocent.

A tile on the ground had broken into a circular hole at this time, and even the cement inside was cracked. If you look closely, you will find that the gap is exactly the same size as the face of a certain badger.

"Oh, what's going on?"

The little fox exclaimed, stretched out his foot and pulled the broken porcelain piece twice, then turned his head to look at Wang Ping: "Boss, did you fall?"

What Wang Ping likes most about the little fox is that he is easy to deceive...... Ahem, simple, never complicated thoughts. Hearing the inquiry, he nodded.

Of course, he was embarrassed to say that this was because he had just tried to "practice" and used too much force and slapped himself on the ground. Besides, with the IQ of the little fox, he can't understand such a complex expression.

"Let me see, where did you fall?"

Hu Li really didn't think too much about it, and picking up a certain badger was a tossing and turning. Of course, Wang Ping didn't allow it, so when he loosened his claws to cover his buttocks, he revealed two nosebleeds hanging from his nostrils.

"Oops, bleeding!"

The little fox screamed, hugged him and was about to run out. Wang Ping hurriedly picked it up, grabbed a towel and wiped it indiscriminately, shaking his head vigorously to indicate that he was fine.

As long as the tooth is not lost, this bit of blood is not even a wound to him. But let the little fox take him out, maybe this thing will send him to get an injection. That's where the real trauma happens.

Pointing to the broken tiles on the ground, a certain badger smirked and clawed his claws, apologetic.

Damaged hotel facilities, but you have to pay for it.

He and Gu Lao Sanlang were used to it, and they usually didn't care about this kind of small destruction. But after all, the little fox took him out to play, and even eating and living made him very embarrassed, and now he is ruining his family, which really makes the badger's head big.

Seeing his movements, the little fox's gaze subconsciously looked at the ground, then nodded and muttered, "It makes sense, you have to make this matter clear first!"

After speaking, he opened the door like a gust of wind and went out, leaving a certain badger alone in the bathroom, with a blank face.

"What does this little girl mean?

He didn't let him wait long, about 5 minutes or so, the door opened, and the little fox walked in with a white aunt.

"Look,"

Pointing to the broken tiles, and then pointing to the bloody towel that was thrown to the washstand by a badger, Hu Li said with a dark face: "Your bathroom is too slippery, look at the boss of my family!"

"Walter?"

Wang Ping was dumbfounded, and under the gaze of the aunt, he felt uncomfortable.

Why does this feel like touching porcelain? Anyway, should buddy lie down now?