Chapter 9 Chemical and Biological Weapons
"Uh!" Wang Tianan stayed by the boy's side for three more seconds, and then he was smoky and vomited by the old sour smell on his clothes!
Your sister, can you get out of the platform with this sour body?
The boy didn't believe it, so he put his nose close to his clothes and sniffed it.
"Uh!" the boy frothed at the mouth and fell to the ground. He didn't expect that the low-cost mountaineering clothes he bought from Hades would be so pitiful.
Hades, you bastard, what are you selling me? Is this what I want to be a mountaineering suit? It's clearly you black-hearted trader who took it from a dead body.
"Ahh
Damn, who is scolding me behind my back, what a group of dead picks for three batches of clothes, want cheap and want good goods, how can you think so beautiful! Every time I take the goods, I will keep the price to the lowest, and if I don't give you dead clothes, how can I feed this group of little brothers. You think they don't need money to work!
The black-faced Hades complained about the heavenly court profiteers led by the boy, and suddenly saw the little ghost working under his hands, holding a brand-name dress in good condition and preparing to throw it into the batch of goods ordered by the boy. "That boy, you are blind! Can you throw that kind of high-priced goods into low-priced goods? Blind things, you are not allowed to eat today. ”
Hades was very angry, and the ghosts who saw the wind and the rudder of his subordinates also hurriedly said, "Come on, quickly beat this blind thing to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”
Wang Tianan vomited on the platform for more than ten minutes before he came out of the sourness, which is comparable to the biological and chemical weapons of World War II!
And the boy was still foaming at the mouth, lying on the ground with convulsions of his hands and feet, and those who didn't know thought that he was suffering from epilepsy!
He shook his head, walked over to the boy and shook his head. "Why are you in trouble?"
He looked at the boy lying on the ground and had a headache, this is the NPC in charge of the level!
Let him save people, and he won't!
It's sad, as a business tycoon.
"What should I do?" he didn't have a clue, and asked Du Niang, there is no net in the barren mountains and mountains!
"What to do!" he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "There is!" He thought of the frustrating clips in the TV series, and the symptoms of those people were twitching of their hands and feet, but they didn't foam at the mouth.
"What to do! Do you want to try!" he hesitated for a moment, and the dead horse should be regarded as a live horse doctor!
Reaching out to the boy's hateful face, "snapping" is two slaps. He was afraid that the boy would not wake up, so he struck harder. If not, the fairy bone King Kong of the boy is not bad. A mouthful of clean teeth will crumble into powder.
"Oh! it's disgusting," he rubbed his hand twice on the boy's fairy robe to wipe away the white foam sticking to Zhang's heart.
"Who, who!" the boy woke up, covering his balloon-shaped face with his hand. Seeing a small stone beside him, he mistakenly thought that the stone was the real culprit who injured him. He said hesitantly: "Oh! Ah! That dog thing that doesn't have long eyes threw stones! If you smash me, smash me, what are you doing by smashing my face! What a fresh meat face, it's all smashed into naan! Don't let me find you, you can't run away without 100,000 taels of plastic surgery fees when I find you!"
Fuck your sister! Pay 100,000 taels of plastic surgery fees, you think your face is a wall that can protect against atomic bombs!
Wang Tianan regretted a little that he didn't give him two punches to beat him into a marinated naan.
The boy sat on the ground and slowed down for a moment, then got up from the ground and picked up the sour mountaineering coat that had been thrown on the ground, ready to sell it to Wang Tianan.
Wang Tianan was instantly stunned when he saw the boy picking up the sour clothes!
You really Sanlu drank too many brain stones! Don't you know how you got sick just now? If you're sick this time, I won't use my hands!
Even if it doesn't work well, it can work wonders.
Think about who puts a firecracker in the crotch of their pants and flies unhappily! Even if the firecracker doesn't work, it will jump in pain.
The forgetful boy smiled and pasted his clothes. Wang Tianan's face was very ugly when he saw the clothes, and the boy stretched out his hand and pointed to the clothes and recommended: "Brother, this is an infinite resurrection artifact." If you want to clear customs, you have to buy it!"
"Yes! Infinite resurrection, never clear the level!"
Sister's life, hell, why do you always sing against me today! The boy was displeased for a while.
Wang Tianan also scolded in his heart: "Bastard, are you really stupid or pretend to be stupid for me! and infinitely resurrected, if you can walk out of this platform by wearing it, I will respect you as a man." ”
"Brother, if you don't try, how do you know that you will never clear the customs!" said the boy to put it on him.
Ma Dan, come back. You're poisoned and stupid!
That's right, it was poisoned too deeply, and the back of the head received a violent impact, and he suffered indirect amnesia.
The current boy just forgot everything that happened after he was poisoned, and the rest of the things were still stored as clear as ever.
"Brother, don't try it! I'll buy it! If you have any other good goods, take them out!" Although he disliked this sour feeling that was comparable to a biological weapon, he thought that people couldn't carry it, let alone animals? He decided to buy it and throw it into the snake's den, which was used to drive away the animals hiding in the hole**.
The boy didn't know what Wang Tianan thought, otherwise he would definitely sell him one hundred and eighty pieces to clean up the inventory.
If it weren't for the bastard of Hades last time, he wouldn't have pressed so many clothes and couldn't sell them.
As soon as the boy heard that he had bought this garment, he had to buy something more. Decisively took out an oil-paper umbrella from behind.
"It's still my brother, you know the goods, and you know at a glance that your brother has good goods. The boy flattered him for a while, and then began to get to the point. "Brother, look at the workmanship of this umbrella, the quality is absolutely not to be said!"
Sister, you still dare to mention the quality to me. The quality of the colander was also said to be very good, how did it throw people off the cliff!
He complained inwardly, his big eyes blazing, and slipped on the oil-paper umbrella.
Can this rotten umbrella thing be of quality when the wind blows? Take the bamboo embryo that makes the main frame of the oil-paper umbrella as an example, what is the difference between a one-millimeter-thick skeleton and paper? Isn't jumping down all dead? The only difference is that the body is wrapped in paper, and the umbrella stand is stuck in the ground as a tombstone. Even if you make a tombstone, someone has to engrave it for me! If no one engraves it, it's better to wrap a body in paper!
The boy is really a profiteer, and every time he takes out a defective product, he blows it out as a high-quality hard product. As a result, even a tofu slag project is not as good, and the tofu slag project people at least do a good job of surface work!
But what about him? He didn't even bother to do the surface work!
After introducing the quality, the boy continued: "Don't look at this umbrella as light, but it is a high-grade cow umbrella. ”
"Is it the cow umbrella, is it named because a person screams when he falls to his death? Or is it that the person who is killed by this umbrella has a better posture when he dies!"
The boy was not happy when he heard this! Didn't you want to buy an umbrella for your sister? Why are you tearing down my platform everywhere! You are playing monkey on your own!