Chapter Seventy-Six, I don't know when, I have more gasoline and torches in my hands

"Hahaha, what the hell are you, can't you think about it, Banghao" Looking at Banghao's good man's hairstyle, Cele and Kirishima couldn't help but laugh out loud, but also couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't laugh, that bastard styled my hair, and I can't get it back even after washing it N times." Although Banghao had expected them to react like this, he still couldn't help but tremble with anger. "Don't laugh, believe it or not, I killed you!"

The two of them, who had already laughed and got carried away, had nothing to do with the threat of Banghao, but laughed even more happily, "If you have a kind, try it!" Twenty-eight open! Hahaha! ”

"Stop me two bastards, and watch me kill you!"

Duanmu Feng, a classmate who was enthusiastically discussing his internship life, showed a little lack of interest, but he still sat on the side of Eight Million Hundred and listened to their exchange.

"Huh? Did you even participate in the actual battle, it's really amazing! ”

"Hahaha, what's the matter, it's just some regular patrol missions"

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"Duanmu-kun seems to have gone to a terrible place, right?" remembered the previous newspaper report, and the ear on the side asked Duanmu Feng.

"Well, well, it's a great place, although I've only been here for a week, I've experienced a lot of things." Recalling the busy week before, Duanmu Feng's face also showed a rare tiredness.

"If you don't choose a city office with me, you deserve to go to that place." Before, Eight Million Bai suggested that Duanmu Feng choose to have an office in the same city as her, but for the sake of convenience, Duanmu Feng still chose to go to a city alone, but obviously Eight Million Bai was still angry about this.

"Ha, I don't want to shoot shampoo commercials, um~ But when will the advertisement you shoot be broadcast, I will definitely shoot a copy then-" I accidentally heard that Eight Million Hundred didn't have much contact with heroes this week, but was constantly following his guide heroes around to shoot commercials, Duanmu Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"Humph! I heard that a lot of you have died, why are you still alive? Eight million pouted very unhappy - her family was originally a local tyrant, and she was not short of money when she was young, she would not have considered this kind of thing to shoot advertisements for money before, she did not have any outstanding performance at the previous sports festival, and she thought that she might not receive an application, but what made her ecstatic was that she still received an application······ But just when she wanted to do it well with the heroine······ The heroine said that she was chosen because she fell in love with her appearance····· In fact, I want to take her to engage in side hustles and shoot commercials - I wear all my armor, and you let me shoot a pure love film?

"Hehe, if I die, you won't be a widow." Duanmu Feng automatically ignored the surrounding gaze and switched the channel to eight o'clock prime time

"If you want to be beautiful, if you die, you will die, so I don't want to be a widow." Eight million hundred glanced at Duanmu Feng and raised his mature face.

"That's not going to work," Duanmu Feng suddenly said with a serious face, "I won't allow you to be martyred, although I know you probably will." ”

"I'm too lazy to care about you, if I don't believe you, I'll try it" Eight million hundred rolled his eyes even more.

"That's not good, I don't want you to get hurt," Duanmu Feng continued to say with a serious face.

"You're dead, what hurt me?"

"I don't want you to get hurt, even if it makes you feel distressed," Duanmu Feng suddenly changed his painting style and said with a warm face. In fact, it was very warm and romantic—if it weren't for the fact that eight million hundred knocked off the hand that hugged his waist (xiong) at some point.

Ahem –

Just when Duanmu Feng and the eight million Bai Qingqing were me, an extremely dull atmosphere spread out around the two of them.

Everyone: "I don't know when I have more gasoline and torches in my hands." ”