Chapter 155: Blame the Good People
The mystery of space is beyond Meng Fanzhu's cognition, but Meng Fanzhu didn't explore it too much, anyway, it was given to him by the system, and there could be no danger. The well water is so good, can it be brought to reality for family and friends to drink?
I just thought about it, brushed the floor back to reality, jumped up from the sofa, ran to the kitchen, poured out all the mineral water I just bought in the afternoon, stuffed 24 empty bottles into a storage compartment, and brought two stainless steel basins for cooking, and returned to the space again.
After filling them one by one, I pondered that I needed to test the effect of the space well water in reality, whether the effect of losing water over time would gradually disappear, and whether it would remain the same if it was left in the storage compartment.
Stuff all into the storage compartment, return to the living room, put a basin of water and 12 mineral water bottles, put it in the kitchen, and leave the rest in the storage compartment.
Wait until tomorrow at noon to try the water of the two storage methods separately, and you will be able to identify the difference according to the reaction of the righteous qi.
On weekends, I had to go to the Xinfadi wholesale market in the South Fifth Ring Road to look for seeds, and it would be even better if there were fruit tree saplings, and I had to make use of the land behind the wooden house as soon as possible. Judging from the quality of the well water, the things grown there are not bad, after all, farming in the space can only be watered with well water, although it is a little distressing.
Open the notebook and log in to the starting point website. In order not to reveal the identity of the college student, I just opened a chapter on leave, saying that I was going to do something, but I don't know how netizens react now. After hesitating for a moment, I still clicked on the comment area that had turned red because there were too many comments that had not been read, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, as soon as the secondary page was swiped, Meng Fanzhu felt a murderous aura coming to his face.
"Where are you dying, hurry up and come back to write a book, or don't go to Songjiang to chase and kill you" Wushuang Daojun's Jianghu lore message. This is an old book friend, and he has been chasing books since "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty". You're amazing, I don't know you in the same class!
"The author is buried, let's go rescue him!" You Beibei left a message with rich imagination. Well, you're ruthless enough!
"It's not up or down, where is the exquisite ancient city? What do you do to go for 20 days, writing a book is the biggest business" I am Hua Yanxiao's message of semantic words. I also want to update, I don't want to bring anything in military training, and I don't recruit it!
"If you don't update, I hate you for the rest of my life, and I won't let you go as a ghost, I follow you every day!" Looking back behind me, my hairs are almost standing on end!
"Let's use summoning, Ariri, Arulu ......"※ Fantasy message. When did he become a summoning beast, Khan one.
I just read a dozen or so, and I can't stand it, the murderous aura is too heavy, and it's all swords. Hurriedly sent the 10 chapters of the manuscript that I typed out earlier, and then wrote a sentence in the comment area: 'I'm back. 'Shut down the phone immediately and go offline.
Meng Fanzhu didn't know that he had just updated it, and it immediately attracted the attention of netizens.
Wushuang Daojun set up an update reminder.,Originally, I was bored swiping the book list.,See if there are any other good books that can alleviate the depression of the book shortage.,It turned out that the update reminder was on.,Immediately clicked on.,When I saw the 10 chapters that had just been updated,There was a kind of tearful joy.,But soon this joy turned into endless anger.。
Open the comment area and write "I still know that I will come back, and if I dare to break it casually, it will be up to me to cut off my children and grandchildren!"
Take a look at the comments in the comment area that are constantly refreshing, they are all comments condemning the bamboo for 20 days without reason, pondering for a while, and continuing to post "In view of the irresponsible behavior of the bamboo missing for 20 days, the bamboo tracking committee is now established, and the reply comments that agree to participate +1." I'll add you friends and urge you to change together. ”
As soon as the post was released, there was a long list of +1 in an instant, Wushuang Daojun began to pay attention to his friends one by one with a sense of anger, ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour, 1 hour, 2 hours, Wushuang Daojun looked at the +1 that was still increasing rapidly, and threw the mouse, Lao Tzu stopped reading books, isn't it good to stop reading, find something for yourself, when can this be added, there are already tens of thousands of friends!
Meng Fanzhu had already run out at this time, and an orange point of light on the righteous qi map just now kept flickering, which was a sign that the heartbeat and movement amplitude that he had been concerned about before had intensified. If you look closely, it's the bum!
I suddenly remembered the report of the rape of the schoolgirl on the dream page, this matter must be managed, and a girl in the flower season cannot be allowed to suffer such a tragic fate, for a normal girl, chastity is greater than life. Because of the violation, there are many people who jump off the building and commit suicide.
At the door, I grabbed the baseball cap and anti-smog mask I just bought and went out, running and bringing it with me, I didn't want to cause trouble again, and the people of Wei Shifeng were waiting around the school.
It's already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and because Peking University turns off the lights at 10:30, there are no pedestrians on the street for a long time. The night market also closes early, with only the empty streets illuminated by dim street lamps. The location of the light point is at the Changchun Garden Food Street, with Meng Fanzhu's foot strength, running at full speed, it only took more than 1 minute to arrive at the scene.
There was the sound of swearing and kicking coming from a small dark alleyway, leaning back against the wall and peeking in. Although there was no light in the alleyway, with Meng Fanzhu's eyesight, he could still clearly see that two young men were beating a sloppy man, and it was the homeless man he was particularly concerned about. Behind the homeless man was a girl in a white T-shirt and jeans who was sitting on the ground with her head bowed against the wall, as if something was wrong with her sanity, and she tried to stand up several times but failed.
Is this someone who arrived before himself! Is he punishing this homeless man? Meng Fanzhu was stunned for a moment, if that was the case, he would save trouble. Just as he was about to leave, a voice came, and Meng Fanzhu's face immediately turned blue and he retracted his steps.
"Baga, dare to spoil the good deeds of the uncle, kick you to death!" seemed to feel that Japanese was not enjoyable, and scolded in Chinese, which was not very standard.
"Kick him to death, nosy trash!" the other is an authentic Chinese.
A Japanese man and a traitor!
Meng Fanzhu flashed out, and at this time, the homeless man was defeated by the two of them attacking together, and he had been kicked to the ground, and the girl in the white T-shirt was moving slowly and stumbling to help the homeless man block the legs and feet that kicked him.
At this time, I understood that I not only fucking blamed the good people, but also regarded the Japanese and a shameless traitor as righteous and courageous people. Meng Fanzhu, whose eyes were red, rushed forward as soon as he accelerated, and an iron shoulder hit the traitor in the back position. As if hit by a jeep, the traitor flew up in an instant and plunged into the garbage heap at the end of the alleyway. The angry Meng Fanzhu immediately grabbed the back of the stunned Japanese man's neck, and with a wave of his hand, he sent him to join his follower.
Squatted down to check on the injured, but fortunately, I don't know if the two people who did it drank too much, or if their physique was not strong, and the homeless man just suffered some flesh wounds.
took out all the money in his pocket, estimated that there could be more than 1,000, stuffed it into the hands of the homeless, and said in a dumb voice, "If you don't want to be retaliated against, leave the capital immediately and go wherever you want." ”
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