Chapter 19 The Clouds Under Our Feet No. 11

"It's in Blue Island, there's still a couple of hours, maybe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Old Man Zhuge came to see an old friend, so Miss Liu wanted to take the opportunity to make the old man happy. Yuan Qidong had no choice but to continue to make up nonsense, but he was quite accurate, and there was really an old friend of Zhuge Hong in Landao City.

Xia Houming and the third grandmother climbed up from the sofa with great ambition. The old chief came, and the third grandmother was also very excited. She has never seen such a high-level leader, if she can take a group photo, it will be a face-saving thing in front of her son and grandson in the future.

The two of them walked to the courtyard and prepared to arrange the trip with Secretary Ma.

"Ma Rong. Ma Rong. Old horses. Old horses. What about the old horse? ā€

Ma Rong, who was on call, suddenly disappeared, Xia Houming was a little angry, it seems that this guy should be repaired.

He hurriedly found other secretaries and wanted to arrange a trip to Landao City to meet Zhuge Hong, but now the time is tight and the task is heavy. As a result, he scanned around, except for the three grandmothers who were tied together, only Zhou Xiaolong, who was following closely behind, was staring at him with a thief's eyebrows.

Xia Houming felt a little abnormal in his heart, but before this feeling rose much, he was frightened and weakened by the exclamation of the third grandmother.

A colorful tiger came out of nowhere, attracted by the screams of the third grandmother, let out a roar, and pounced. Both of them were so frightened that they forgot to dodge.

Yuan Qidong stared at the Vajra Demon Descending Stick in the hands of the two of them, and shook his head painfully.

At this time, the tiger had already pounced, and it was a bite in the face of the third grandmother, and its big paws were fiercely pressed on Xia Houming's chest, knocking Xia Houming to the ground.

The tiger tore and bit for a long time, and he didn't even get a meat star, and Xia Houming and the third grandmother were ragged and spittle.

The third grandmother finally reacted. I'm a superman, are you still afraid of a little tiger? The old man started punching and kicking the tiger. This made Xiahou Ming also sober up, shook his belly like a pot, and pushed the tiger backwards again and again. He even deliberately put his arm in the tiger's mouth for him to bite.

The feeling of fear went down, and the brain cleared. Hey? When did this yard start to raise tigers? How did I not know? Is it wild?

Although the tiger had more strength than the two of them, it encountered two iron bumps, and it could not bite or scratch it, and its teeth and claws were uncomfortable, and its body was beaten painfully. In the end, the third grandmother scratched the tiger's nose and bleed, and Xiahou Ming knocked out the tiger's eyes with black circles, which drove the tiger away.

The tiger sighed while running, how could he meet two monsters, he was busy for a long time, and he didn't eat a bite of meat.

Yuan Qidong ran out of the shadows, and he also sighed, he was busy in vain.

Xia Houming and the third grandmother were a little excited. He can drive the tiger away with his bare hands, which is comparable to Wu Song's reincarnation. Let's see, what else can be hit. Isn't there a Zhou Xiaolong here, come on, come on......

Their eyes glowed green when they saw people, and it turned out that humans also have a belligerent nature.

Yuan Qidong hurriedly waved his hand: "Two heroes, hurry up and change your clothes." You can't go bare-ass. ā€

When the two of them scrubbed their bodies and changed their clothes, their mental state had calmed down. Yuan Qidong hurriedly let the two of them go to the small restaurant, saying that he had arranged a sumptuous lunch.

Xia Houming still wants to find his secretaries, he won't be able to walk without them, but he is really hungry now, let's talk about it after eating.

No one in the restaurant has come yet, so I saw the logistics Lao Liu pushing a food truck passing by. There was a big plate on the dining car with a big lid on the plate.

Xiahou Ming immediately smelled the tempting fragrance, he rubbed his fat big hands, and asked, "Lao Liu, what is so fragrant?" ā€

Lao Liu said: "It's the roast suckling pig ordered by Director Jia." Specially booked from the earthly paradise in the city. ā€

Xiahou Ming said: "It just so happens that I'm hungry, you can order another one for Director Jia." This one is for me. ā€

Lao Liu took a step back and hesitated: "This? Good. I'll give it to the director first. Try it first, it tastes good. ā€

As he spoke, Lao Liu lifted the big lid.

The two hungry tiger-fighting heroes lifted their chopsticks and were about to start, when they suddenly let out a stack of exclamations, and the screams resounded through the sky.

Where is this roast suckling pig, isn't this the head of Secretary Ma, the blood hasn't dried yet, baring his teeth, not to mention how terrifying.

The screams landed, and the third grandmother and Xia Houming kicked out two kicks at the same time, and the dining car was suddenly kicked over by them. Ma Rong's head fell to the ground, but instead of rolling away, he screamed there. Then, the body with the head attached to the head climbed out of the car. It turned out to be a prank, and Secretary Ma was hiding in the dining car.

Xiahou Ming was angry. Running over was a punch and kick, and Ma Rong ran over his heels.

Xiahou Ming gasped for breath, and his anger was abnormal. Why are you so evil today, what happened to this? It just feels wrong, there's a smell of conspiracy.

Yuan Qidong secretly said that it was a pity that his two plans failed, and the King Kong Demon Descending Stick did not move at all. What to do? What to do? After a while, Xiahou Ming's mind turned, and it would be even more difficult to scare him again.

A thought suddenly flashed through Yuan Qidong's mind. He immediately took the phone and shouted, "What? What the! The plane fell? It's over, it's over, it's over ā€

Xiahou Ming shuddered, it didn't look like good news. His heart was working overtime for a while, and he was getting the job done with a jog, and he was so tired that he was cramping, and within two minutes of slowing down, he was whipped again.

"That. The specialist's plane crashed. ā€

Xiahou Ming waved the stick in his hand: "This, can't be untied?" ā€

"There's worse news. When the expert left, he was very dedicated and left his last words. He told me this thing. Yuan Qidong said, looking at his watch. Will be ...... in two minutes"

Xiahou Ming and the third grandmother waited, but Yuan Qidong didn't say anything. "What will happen?"

"It's going to explode."

It's like thunder, like the end of the world. Xia Houming's brain tightened instantly, and a feeling of fear flowed through his body. The third grandmother is the same, her grandson is cute when she hasn't hugged enough.

Suddenly, a purple-gold light flashed on the Vajra Descending Magic Stick. Yuan Qidong jumped over, grabbed it, and shouted in his heart: "King Kong descends the magic stick." Initiate. ā€

A synthesized voice echoed in Yuan Qidong's mind: "Please enter the password." ā€

Yuan Qidong was extremely excited, he had waited so long and prepared so much, just for this sentence. He shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Sesame, open the door." ā€

The synth continues: "Please repeat the password. ā€

"Open the door, Sesame."

How is it different? Of course, this is a trap. In fact, it doesn't matter what the password is, the important thing is that the password requires you to repeat it ten times, each time it's those words, but the order can't be exactly the same. This will not only prevent password theft, but also allow you to become more familiar with the owner's brainwave signature.

"Open the sesame door."

"Open the door, Sesame."

"Let's go, sesame."

"Sesame, open the door."

"Open the door, sesame."

"Door, open the sesame seeds."

"Open, sesame."

"Zhi, open the hemp door."

When Yuan Qidong began to talk nonsense, he finally dealt with the password.

Xia Houming and the third grandmother were in a very nervous mood at this time. They could also hear the sound of the password coming from the Vajra Demon Descending Stick. But they didn't dare to answer indiscriminately. If it's wrong, it's deadly.

They saw Yuan Qidong holding the demon subduing stick so intently, and the corners of his mouth muttered, this must be studying the way to crack it, maybe he was entering the password. He was on the phone with the expert on the plane crash, and maybe he knew the way to crack it, but now it was all up to him. Come on, brother.

When he heard the sound of the ninth request for the password from the King Kong Demon Descending Stick, Xiahou Ming was about to go into shock, you know, you can only enter ten times a day, if it can't be successful, the program will be locked, and I don't know when it will be unlocked.

The cold sweat of the third grandmother also came down. Even though I'm over 70 years old, I still haven't lived long enough. Who wants to die if they can live?

After the tenth inquiry, a purple-gold light flashed on the Vajra Descending Magic Stick. Then a pleasant voice came: "Hello master, I am the master program of the King Kong Demon Lord, and now it has been officially launched, please command the master." ā€

Xiahou Ming and the third grandmother cried happily and sat down on the ground.

Yuan Qidong suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and smiled: "Lift the state of the purple gold armor." ā€

Immediately, Xiahou Ming and the third grandmother turned into two purple-gold people. Then, starting from the head and face, this layer of purple-gold retreats like a receding tide, revealing the skin's original color.

Finally, when the purple-gold on the arms and arms was withdrawn to the Vajra Descending Stick, the hands of the two men were finally free. They quickly unleashed the wand of the demon squire, as if they had thrown away a snake.

Xiahou Ming held his right hand with his left hand, like holding his long-lost brother, crying bitterly.