"What's so hard about that?" Driving the pig's trotters, the old pig lifted it high, with confidence and pride on his face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this regard, Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled, shook his head and said, "Brother Pig, you are taking a closer look, what are you?" ”

The old pig frowned and retorted, "What else could it be?" Of course it's "cloth"? ”

Let's talk about flexibly stretching the pig's trotters, from one to two, from two to fist.

The mouth also explained to himself: "This is one, this is scissors, this is a fist, this is ......"

"Huh?" As if he had discovered something incredible, the old pig quickened the frequency of his finger movements, stopped abruptly, put the pig's trotters in front of him, and then raised his head in amazement, and said a shocking sentence: "Oh my God! I only have two fingers! I can't get out of the "cloth", can you believe it!? ”

The corners of his lips twitched twice, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to say something, but after all, he couldn't bear to speak.

And no wonder! You said that other people's old pigs are mentally retarded like that, if Zhang Xiaoqiang falls into the well at this time, and says that other people's physical shortcomings, wouldn't he sprinkle salt on the wounds of old pigs.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaoqiang is so empathetic and sympathetic, but the old pig doesn't take the pig's trotter defect seriously at all.

After figuring out the real reason for his loss, the old pig was quite unconvinced and put his hoof horizontally, and compared it to "two": "Splash monkey, do you see it!" You can't win, I can't make a cloth, you win tricks! ”

The Great Sage stood proudly, disdainful and contemptuous: "Joke! It's your problem that you can't get out of the cloth, and you know that if you don't have that steel diamond, you don't want to do porcelain work. Do you think that if you can make a cloth, you will be my grandson's opponent? Joke! My grandson tells you the truth, you idiot! I still haven't figured out where the gap is between you and me! ”

"There you have it! There is still a gap! Don't be ashamed! I'm the next one with a tight population, and I can't attach myself to the pig, or you have a chance to win me? I think you're the one who is laughing. But since that's the way it goes, I'd like to hear your opinion! Tell me, what's the difference between you and me? "The old pig is not convinced.

The Great Sage snorted coldly, pursed his mouth, and then pointed at his head with a virtual hand, and a pair of cross-faced eyes shot a sharp light: "IQ, my old grandson's IQ crushes you!" That's the biggest gap between you and me. Or how could you say you're a nerd! ”

What's the most hurtful thing to say? Big truths hurt the most.

Regarding the great sage's truth, Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply agreed.

It is said that people must be self-aware, and why not pigs.

At least today's incident has seriously revealed the lack of IQ of the old pig.

At this point, the matter is finally over, and the final result, without any suspense, the Great Sage still won a complete victory in terms of scene and IQ.

After the defeat, the old pig was extremely sad and angry, and put forward his request to Zhang Xiaoqiang on the spot.

Seeing the old pig so sad, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also very uncomfortable.

After all, as a person who has come over, Zhang Xiaoqiang's number of times and experience of being bullied definitely belong to the "strongest king" level of the human team.

Therefore, the old pig's depressed emotional atmosphere at the moment made him feel the same deeply.

"Tell me, if you need my brother's help, just ask! As long as I can do it, I will do it with all my might! ”

People are always accustomed to sympathizing with the weak, and Zhang Xiaoqiang himself is a fighting chicken among the weak chickens.

What's more, the old pig has eaten, lived and slept with him for a period of time, except for not having masturbated together, he is definitely worthy of the word brother in other aspects.

The most important thing is that in the pursuit of Su Lengche, the old pig taught Zhang Xiaoqiang a lot of theoretical knowledge.

So nowadays, the old pig is in trouble, how can Zhang Xiaoqiang have the reason to watch from the wall?

The old pig was also unambiguous, straightforward, and said a few words concisely: "Tossing for so long, I'm hungry!" ”

Turn grief into appetite!

Nodding, Zhang Xiaoqiang patted the old pig on the shoulder without saying a word: "Don't worry, Brother Pig, I'll leave this matter to my brother, and I'll go and give you a whole meal." ”

Two hours later, there was a mess on the dinner table, and the old pig had eaten about 60 catties of rice before he stopped.

Looking at the empty rice pot on the table, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel it.

No wonder people say that life is too short to be happy, and that makes so much sense. This poor man, don't be sad to play, this thing is really not something that ordinary people can play, not to mention the loss of money when you play too much, the key is to hurt your stomach.

This is not estimated to be a change of "carrier" is not very adaptable, this through overeating, Rao is strong appetite such as the existence of old pigs also appeared uncomfortable symptoms.

The specific indication is that in the next half an hour, the old pig encroached on the right to use the toilet.

He used a rather rhythmic excretion method to give Zhang Xiaoqiang a free performance of nearly a dozen pieces of heavy metal percussion.

This may not be the best concert Zhang Xiaoqiang has ever heard, but it is definitely the most flavorful concert.

Good fellows, that disgusting "fragrance", it's just ......

After cleaning up the battlefield where the great sage and the old pig tossed and destroyed in the house, Zhang Xiaoqiang roughly counted the objects damaged by the two in the battle, and the list is roughly as follows:

A 19-inch high-definition large-screen spherical TV.

A local tyrant gold electronic quartz clock.

A bottle of Coke in '82.

and a 3D Blu-ray **** collection disc of Mr. Cang's artistic life.

……

Fortunately, during the battle, Zhang Xiaoqiang explained the importance of the documents inside the host chassis in a timely manner, otherwise the literary documentaries of hundreds of G art masters that he had carefully collected over the years would have to be burned.

This is the most fortunate thing for Zhang Xiaoqiang among all the bad things today.

And just like that, it was busy until eight o'clock in the evening.

The "fragrance" of the old pig in the air is finally dissipated under the convection air.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the time was not early, and thought about going back to his room to rest, after all, the whole day tossed him almost no different from his grandson.

But before he could move, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked a little impatiently.

"SF Express!"

"Express!?" Subconsciously stood up, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked towards the gate inexplicably.

Psychologically unhelpingly muttered: "I didn't order things from the Internet, how can there be a courier?" ”

When he arrived at the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang was startled, the dim light was turned off, and a big head faintly poked and poked, flickering.

"Sir, this ...... of your family"

Zhang Xiaoqiang reacted at this time, the door of the house was destroyed by the great sage when he came, no wonder there were ghosts flashing in front of him.

"That's how I designed it, Gothic. By the way, you said that there is my courier? ”

"Yes! Mr! You're Madan, right? ”

"Who are you scolding!?" As soon as he saw the broken door, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of the ruined appearance of his home, and his psychology was angry at the moment, and he thought that even the courier brother came to tease Lao Tzu.