Live room.

018 touched his bald head and smiled with a smile: "Why? Why else, naturally I want to watch the instigation for free and be slapped in the face. ”

Bai Xingxing was puzzled: "No, it's 018 that you have more chances of being slapped in the face, right?" ”

018 said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, I'm shameless anyway." ”

"This ...... That's a powerful reason. ”

Bai Xingxing couldn't cry or laugh.

Hurting others and not benefiting oneself proposed: "It's better to start a vote and see if everyone is willing to kick 018 out." ”

018 said with a smile: "Vote well, I believe that with my popularity, everyone will definitely not kick me." ”

"Where does the honey come from...... confidently"

Bai Xingxing was speechless for a moment and activated the voting function.

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The track starts downhill.

"Little girl, it's useless to play with your dad and me, as a punishment for your self-assertion this time, 10 packets of braised rabbit meat are gone."

When Song Yun'er heard the last few words, she immediately exploded her hair and jumped to protest: "Dasha Le! How can you do that? Braised rabbit meat is one of my few pleasures, how can you deprive me of it so easily! ”

She likes braised pork very much, especially braised rabbit meat, and deducting her 10 packets of braised rabbit meat at once really hit her quite hard.

Song Le lowered his head and searched for materials that could be used on the slope, put up his scissor hand, and said calmly: "Call me twice Dasha Le, and then deduct two packs." ”

"I ......" Song Yun'er was angry, and muttered after a while: "Mom calls you stupid every day, and I haven't seen you how." ”

"13 packs."

Song Le added another finger.

"Okay, okay, can't I admit my mistake?"

"Nope."

"Then ......" Song Yun'er's eyes turned twice, raised her right hand, and said with a sly smile: "That's good, Dad, don't deduct my braised rabbit meat, I'll secretly give you 13 cups of coffee jelly, the kind of limited edition coffee jelly that everyone likes to eat." ”

"This ......"

Song Le immediately couldn't calm down.

Otherwise, it's hard to resist the out-of-print delicacy of Qishen's same limited edition coffee jelly!

Well, in fact, even if he changes to something else, he may not be able to resist.

After hesitating for 0.01 seconds, Song Le raised his hand and high-fived Song Yun'er, "Deal!" ”

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Over the mountain road.

Toretto and his entourage of five opened their umbrellas in advance, and floated in the air dozens of meters high with people and cars.

They were debating over the intercom whether or not to go down now.

It was a difficult decision, because there were 2 or 30 walk-behind tractors that had just parachuted down the trail, and their owners were staring at them with a not-so-friendly look.

The most important thing is that those walk-behind tractors are fully armed, and all kinds of gun barrels and barrels are aimed at them in a panic.

"I said you shouldn't come down, you want to come down, are you causing trouble?"

Roman sat in the Chevrolet Comile and chattered so much that the others wanted to block him.

Letty asked, "Tyge, do you have any good ideas?" ”

Taiji is a smart star, and the main team likes him the most, and everyone loves to ask him any questions.

But in the past, most of the problems they encountered could be solved by flying cars, and now the problems they are facing may not be solved by flying cars.

Taiji was still thinking, and Roman interjected and complained: "It's all like this, what else can he do!" Do you want us to jump down and tell the crazy people down there, in fact, we are just passing by, and it has nothing to do with them? ”

Originally, everyone had already taken the initiative to ignore Roman, but Brian suddenly chimed in: "Roman's idea is good, maybe we should go down and talk to them." ”

Toretto was surprised: "What, Brian, what did you find?" ”

"I look at their formation, it seems that they are just trying to trap us and not attack us. I think they might have something to ask us for, and we can go down and talk to them. ”

Brian's voice was as calm as ever, and his observations were just as precise and meticulous.

Tygi probed for a moment and agreed with Brian's proposal, "If they're going to attack us, now is the best chance, but they didn't do anything, proving Brian's point." ”

Letty breathed a sigh of relief, "You're right, it's true. ”

Roman was confused at first, then complacent, "Hey, I'll just say, those guys are playing differently than us, but they're also ......"

Nobody paid any attention to Roman.

"Then let's go down and meet them, but you have to be careful, don't be afraid of them, but it's better not to provoke them." ”

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Inside the bus.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?!"

Ramsey screamed.

Without any hesitation, the scar man slapped him and reprimanded viciously: "Shut up, stinky bitch!" ”

There was a crisp crack, and Ramsay covered his left face in a daze.

The scar man grabbed Ramsay's long, fluffy chestnut hair and dragged Ramsay out of the cubicle.

Kaiyat hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Hey, what do you want to do?!" ”

If it was possible, he didn't want to stop what Scar Man wanted to do to Ramsey, after all, this guy is very powerful, and he has rocket artillery as a backer behind him.

But the problem is that the big boss behind him, Moses Jacom, is not a character to be messed with either.

If the big boss knew that he hadn't done anything, and just let a bunch of walk-behind tractors snatch people away, he wouldn't end up much better than Ramsay.

The scar man turned around and glanced at Kaiat coldly, and warned: "What I want to do has nothing to do with you, hurry up and call your boss Moses Jacom, say that our eldest brother wants to negotiate a deal with him, and then follow our convoy." ”

After saying that, the scar man dragged Ramsey off the bus.

"What to do ......"

Without waiting for his subordinates to finish speaking, Kayat kicked out with a heartwarming leg and kicked the subordinate who had been annoying him out.

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Azerbaijani military base.

Colonel Sauter stared at the satellite information coming from the big screen, and ordered with a solemn expression: "Those madmen have heavy firepower on the tractors, and they order our helicopters and combat vehicles to be ready to fight at any time, and they must not be allowed to raid our base. ”

"The whole world is watching our performance, and if one of our regular military camps is defeated by a few dozen walk-behind tractors, then we in Azerbaijan will be a big joke."

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California, El Sedogon, the base of the mysterious man Anonymous.

Anonymous took off his sunglasses, looked at the command screen suspiciously, and muttered to himself: "Who are these walk-behind tractors falling from the sky, which side of the force are they, and why do I think their style of acting is so familiar?" ”