"Alas, alas, what kind of Wang Ping secret room do you say, how do you get in, how come I have nothing every time I get there."

After hearing this, the people next to him said teasingly, "You killed all the people, and you still want people to take you into the secret room?" I really took you in, as if you dared to go in. ”

The man touched the back of his head and suddenly realized, "yes, it seems like that." ”

The entire bun shop has always been immersed in the exchange of the War of the Three Kingdoms, and no one has gotten to talk about that metal slug at all, because there are only a few people who have played that game.

But when the fat man asked this question, the noisy voices of everyone seemed to be filtered in an instant, and the air was only immersed in the sound of teeth biting buns.

Everyone was waiting for Chen Le's reply in anticipation, and even had to lower the sound of eating steamed buns by a few decibels, and the whole air fell into a long-lost tranquility.

Let the old Li Tou, who was serving steamed buns to customers at the door, admire this Chen Le very much.

Just now, it was like a tea party in this shop, for fear that his tea would not be enough, but now, he was worried about it, and the quiet atmosphere made him a little uncomfortable.

"As soon as I entered the door, it caused such an impact, amazing, amazing." While sighing, he also stretched out his thumb to express his admiration for Chen Le.

The yellow fat man, who was already hungry, was full of pictures of his previous fierce battles in the Three Kingdoms War, and he couldn't wait to quickly put on the virtual game accessor and re-enter the world of the Three Kingdoms War.

Today he still wants to use that Zhang Fei, when Huang Fat Man was choosing a role, he found that Zhang Fei was similar to his own body, but that Zhang Fei looked a little more fierce, and he was a little cute, and his chubby little face wanted to pinch it.

Anxiously waiting for Chen Le's reply, but at this moment, Chen Le's attention was more on the buns in his mouth, and these enthusiastic customers asked, wait a while.

An inch of time is an inch of gold, an inch of gold is difficult to buy an inch of time, and now the time can be used to play the game, and the time is used to clear the game in the game, as long as the game is cleared, then you can get the true yuan.

The yellow fat man now attaches great importance to his cultivation, because he, a yellow salted fish, now has a dream, and this dream needs him to be down-to-earth to realize, starting with playing games.

Re-enjoy the sunset on the pier and the seductive posture and charming eyes of the boss Sun Ji and Diao Chan, although it is not seductive, but it makes those otaku unforgettable after taking a look.

Chen Le pouted the bun in his mouth, looking at the fat man with squinting eyes and wearing a yellow brocade robe, only to see that the whole face of the yellow fat man looked like he was smiling.

"I... Already... Open... The door is up. Every time he chewed a mouthful of the bun, he said a few words, and it was not until the last word was spoken that he swallowed the bun that was already in his mouth.

When everyone heard the word 'open the door', their eyes seemed to be seeing a beast infested, and their faces were full of incredulity.

The door was still closed, and the video game city, which didn't open the door even after shouting, opened the door in the spare time when they were eating a bun?

A few "swish", chopsticks, buns, etc., were thrown away by this group of customers, either falling to the ground, or still floating in the air, and they needed to come down later.

The yellow fat man's speed was even faster, and he took the lead in rushing out of the bun shop.

They have only one purpose, that is, to hurry to the video game city to occupy the machine.

"Hot buns, out of the pot~" Lao Li Tou was still steaming the meat buns that had already been wrapped at the door enthusiastically, and was about to be brought into the store.

I found that a few figures quickly jumped past him, almost knocking the plate in his hand to the ground.

"Why are you running so fast, reincarnated." Looking at the figures that disappeared one after another, Uncle Li cursed in the rear, "It's really, it's not qualified." ”

He muttered a broken thought, then turned and walked into the store.

'Bang Dang'

The whole plate of meat buns fell to the ground, and Lao Litou's jaw almost fell to the ground with these buns, and the two rows of yellow teeth were all showing.

"It's... Where are my customers? Standing in place, he said in surprise, looked around, and found that in the entire store, except for Chen Le, the rest of the people had all disappeared without a trace.

Fortune is still overcrowded, it looks very lively, and now how can people take the tea cold, and the tea in the cup has lost the temperature that has just been brewed.

The table and benches are also crooked, the dishes and chopsticks are also messy, almost none of them are placed on the table in a regular manner, either lying on the table obliquely, or being thrown on the ground, not to mention the chopsticks, all of which are one branch in the east and one branch in the west.

"This account hasn't been paid yet, my merit points." Lao Li trembled and leaned on the table next to him, found a bench and sat down, the word despair written in his eyes.

Chen Le was still eating the buns on his plate without distraction, as if the departure of the group of people next to him was like a gust of wind blowing past for him, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Or maybe you suddenly remembered that you haven't collected your clothes yet, so hurry home and collect your clothes.

"Lao Li, let's have another basket of steamed buns." Hold the steamer high and wait for Lao Li to come and bring him another basket of steamed buns.

"Huh, Lao Li?" Finding that Lao Li ignored him, Chen Le found that Lao Li was sitting on the bench in frustration like a child who had lost his kite.

They are all neighbors, and they will help if they have difficulties, and it is obvious that Lao Li Tou is now in trouble, and it is time for him to appear to solve the problem for Lao Li.

"Tell me what's going on." He put his warm palm on Lao Li's shoulder, his body bent slightly, leaned over with his whole face, and asked carefully, "Let's talk about it, I will feel much better after saying it." ”

Lao Li's face was like a bitter gourd, wrinkled, and bitter water poured out of his mouth.

"Alas~" sighed for a long time, before he opened his tired eyes and held Chen Le's hand, as if holding the last straw.

"Xiao Chen, you don't know, my Lao Li is in trouble now." At the end of the day, his head was lowered suddenly, and he was extremely hard.

Under Lao Li's frost-dyed eyebrows, his eyes were particularly dim because of his misery, like the starlight in the night, which had lost its past flash.