Recruit new interviews, egg void presidencies, and ninth brother records, but whoever can pass has to be nodded by the fifth uncle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Undress!"

When the egg xu said the content of the interview, nearly 100 candidates were stunned.

But then they smiled and took off their coats.

"Take it off again!"

Egg Void shouted.

The candidate did not hesitate to take off one more piece.

The reason why these candidates can stand out from the online audition is that they have no hope for life and the future, and they have severe depression all day long.

Moreover, in their vision of the future, they all fill in the possibility of going crazy and venting all the emotions that have accumulated in their hearts.

In other words, they are all abnormal human beings.

The pace of modern life is getting faster and faster, and the pressure on the shoulders of the younger generation is increasing, and the number of depressed people is rising in a straight line.

Sticking to the rules and not being able to vent can be said to be the main culprit of depression.

The fifth uncle formed a chicken pickling group, and it was such people who were needed, and once their emotions were vented, they would have terrible power.

was harmed by Wei Wuji so that he was not reborn as a phoenix in blood, but instead became a weak and ugly black chicken, so the fifth uncle hid a secret in his heart.

Pickled chicken balls, only to serve this secret.

In the blink of an eye, many candidates chose to give up, just because they took it off again, and they had to be naked for everyone to see.

"Take it off!"

Although he felt that it was almost over, he looked up and saw the fifth uncle swinging his wings, so he had to continue shouting.

At this moment, there are only ten people left, seven men and three women.

The pants have not been taken off, the difference is that the man is shirtless, and the woman is wearing a bra.

When I heard that I was going to take it off, ten people, you look at me, I look at you, they are all hesitant.

There were two women who suddenly announced their withdrawal, after all, they could only take off their pants if they took it off again.

"I'm coming!"

One of them shouted, stepped forward, took off his pants in two by three, and wore only a pink pair of pants.

The man was scrawny, but he raised his arms and circled around to show his almost invisible biceps, causing everyone to laugh.

Someone took the lead, and the other six men, gritting their teeth and taking off their pants, looked a little shy.

Finally, all eyes were on the girl.

The girl's long hair and shawl, yellow face and thin muscles, and the sorrow between her eyebrows were revealed with terrifying dark circles.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes flashed, and she bent down to take off her pants, and the screams in the bar were deafening.

"Girl, have you ever been married?"

The ninth brother on the second floor immediately took off his sunglasses, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with saliva.

As for the egg deficiency, he was licking the microphone even more, looking intoxicated.

"Ahem, congratulations on joining the pickled chicken group."

Without waiting for the girl to answer, the fifth uncle flapped his wings.

The first of the hundred people to pass appeared, and everyone applauded in horror.

The girl grabbed her clothes, put them on to the side, and went up to the second floor, officially becoming a member of the pickled chicken group.

"Keep taking it off!"

When he saw that the fifth uncle was no longer speaking, he said helplessly.

The seven men in the arena were wearing only a pair of trousers.

If this is taken off again, it will be an adult performance.

But the audience was excited, both men and women, shouting and heckling.

"I'm coming!"

It's still the pink panty man, screaming.

Then there were two more people, who also screamed at the same time, intending to be completely shameless.

But just as the three of them were about to take off their trousers, they were loudly stopped by the fifth uncle and announced that the three of them were selected for the pickled chicken group.

Nearly 100 people only selected four people, and the difficulty coefficient of joining the group is comparable to the Shenzhou national examination.

"Report your name!"

The fifth uncle jumped on the guardrail on the second floor and spread his wings.

"Funny Bipeng!"

The man in the pink panties replied first.

"Zhao Xin!"

"Tian Wen!"

The other two shouted as they got dressed.

A bunch of comics!

Wei Wuji was speechless.

"Anyone who joins my chicken group, the fifth uncle will send you a great transformation in the future, please publicize it more, and hope that more people will join the group."

The fifth uncle finally made a summary.

"In the future?"

"Damn, you have to be unspoken rules!"

There was a lot of talking.

The fifth uncle was accepting everyone's worship, and suddenly found Wei Wuji mixed in the crowd, secretly said that something was wrong, and hurriedly took the members of the pickled chicken group and fled through the back door.

Wei Wuji was not in a hurry, and followed slowly behind.

Escaping to a remote field, the fifth uncle asked the black girl to stop, it was almost dusk, and the sunset was scattered.

Wei Wuji looked at the six people, followed the fifth uncle closely, and sighed helplessly, all of them were fucking crazy.

Under heavy pressure, it's no wonder if you're not crazy!

"Six people, you can start training."

The fifth uncle jumped to the ground, raised his paw to draw something on the ground, and explained to the six people in his mouth that they had to move in a certain order.

Wei Wuji stood far away, but he saw the fifth uncle and the others clearly, listening to the fifth uncle's explanation, his heart became more and more curious, so he didn't bother for the time being, and watched patiently.

The six listened attentively, and then began to try to move, each moving in a different direction.

The fifth uncle stood aside to see who was moving wrong, and immediately made a correction, and his patience was so good that Wei Wuji was quite impressed.

Seeing that the fifth uncle is so serious, is this pickled chicken group really famous?

These six people are just depressed, not stupid, and it didn't take long for everyone to master the trick, running in circles, suddenly changing direction, and gradually becoming more and more mature.

Wei Wuji was surprised to see that outside the circle in which the six people were turning, a mysterious force appeared, and as the six people ran faster and faster, that power gathered above their heads, forming a huge cover.

The fifth uncle is really not playing.

"Come, everyone shout with the fifth uncle!"

When the fifth uncle saw the power cover, he jumped on the ground excitedly and shouted, "Believe the fifth uncle, eat a big meal!" ”

"Uncle Xin, eat a big meal!"

The six men shouted, and the shouts grew louder and louder.

The power shield is also getting stronger.

According to the breathing tricks taught to them by the fifth uncle, the more they run, the easier they feel.

Half an hour later, the fifth uncle shouted to stop, and the six of them were sweating profusely, with indescribable comfort.

"The performance is very good, and I will practice diligently in the future."

The fifth uncle was quite pleased, and when the pickled chicken group grows, these six people can train new members.

As he was speaking, a person suddenly flashed in front of him, dressed in white, with a bloody palm print on his chest.

Bloody Tissue Organisation!

Wei Wuji's heart jumped, the people from the Bloody Clothes Organization appeared here, most of them came for the Fifth Uncle.

"Come with me, that chicken!"

The man's face stiffened, his lips moved lightly, and his voice was as cold as an arrow of ice.

"Run!"

The fifth uncle hugged his chest with his wings, and with an order, the six people reflexively began to run wildly again.

In the midst of the madness, the mysterious power reappears.

Under the command of the fifth uncle, move forward.

The man drew a short knife and slashed forward.

The short knife was sharp and flashed with coldness.

But the six of them, only concerned with running wildly, did not seem to see the danger of approaching.

"Shout!"

The fifth uncle's eyes were like lightning, and he ordered again.

"Uncle Xin, eat a big meal!"

The six roared.

The roar shook the power shield, and the power shield protruded from a piece, and with a bang, knocking the man several meters away.

The man spurted blood, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

The fifth uncle looked over and scolded: "Damn, you can't eat something!" ”

When the members of the pickled chicken group saw the dead person, they were all panicked, looking at the fifth uncle, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Look at your cowardice, why don't you hurry up and dig a pit and bury it?"

The fifth uncle reprimanded.

The six of them were about to find tools to dig a pit, but they saw Wei Wuji coming towards them. (To be continued.) )