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Nothing happened that night. Be quiet. That's when Wayne knew what it meant to be quiet. There is a lot of traffic in the city. Never again. There was no jingle of construction on the construction site in the middle of the night. There is no road either. The car honks regardless of the horn. Quiet Wayne. But I have dreams that make me tired.

Just opened the door. The tiger scurried out with a bang. A puff of smoke is gone. Come on. The tiger is gone. This peerless sword is useless. Wayne, who had made this dream very depressed. Push open the window. Throw this feng shui sword out. Bang bang. The feng shui sword was thrown by Wayne and stabbed to the ground outside.

If only normal times. This one is thrown. To say the least, you have to stone three or five people to death. But this is the time when there are no people. This threw out. In addition to the Feng Shui sword. And Wayne's troubles. At this time. Original.

Pick up the TV. Also thrown down from upstairs. Refreshing. Just one word. No wonder someone is going to vent on smashing things. Throw it when you see it. And it's a good idea. Besides, this is thrown. No one cares about himself. Why didn't Wayne think of it? He has the ability to travel through time and space. Depressed and went directly to the zombie world. Vent a pass. How cool.

But come to think of it. It seems that since entering the anti-penetration game. Wayne wasn't depressed yet. There is no performance task that is not played. No one keeps muttering to you to make money. No one always asks you why. Except that sometimes it's always empty. It seems to be really good.

After smashing for a while. Wayne felt like he was much happier. Tiger with a fawn in its mouth. Look at this mess. The fawns in their mouths have all fallen. This tiger really doesn't know. Why did Wayne lose his temper so much?

See this fawn. I can't imagine that this tiger is so grateful. Yesterday this can looked like it was really fed in vain. It's not. There's a harvest today. Or someone else always says. This beast will always be a beast. This man. Sometimes it's really not human.

Look at this mess all over the place. Wayne also felt a little embarrassed. Walk to the door. Patted the tiger on the head. Tell him it's okay. Wayne had an even crazier idea.

Dragged the deer's corpse to the first floor. Smash a few tables. Directly engaged in indoor barbecue. Inside the kitchen of the hotel. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are available. But. Except that the salt is not expired. Everything else doesn't work either. Fortunately, Comrade Cockroaches don't like the taste of salt. Otherwise. I'm afraid this salt has to be the same as sugar. It was full of cockroach corpses.

The barbecue is still really good. Wayne and Tiger eating barbecue. Singing. Of course. Wayne didn't even finish a deer leg. The tiger has already eaten all the remaining meat. And it's a mouthful. Looking at the deer leg in Wayne's hand. Wayne wasn't actually here to eat meat. It's just that it feels good. Except that the smoke inside the house is a bit big.

Took a torch. Wayne lit the couch in the lobby of the hotel. Curtain. These flammable items. Leaving the hotel with the tiger.

Watch the flames rise. The entire building was set on fire. Wayne thinks. This is really cool. The beginning of this man. Sex is inherently evil. It looks like that's the case. Otherwise, how can this old master Confucius say that he is a gentleman and a gentleman. Don't deceive the dark room. No one is watching. The heart of evil will naturally come. Even if it's not a great evil. There will be at least a prank.

Otherwise, how could there be a so-called broken window theory? If the windows of a house are broken, do not repair them. Other windows can also be broken inexplicably. in criminal psychology. Bad phenomena exist if left unchecked. will tempt people to follow suit. And even worse.

It's not. Wayne found the same example. Because Wayne found the message left by the man before. It's the same building that has been on fire for a long time. It seems that arson is an innate hobby of human beings.

Otherwise, in the past, when I was a child, there were always adults who taught children to play with fire urine. Can be a favorite among children. Or find a bunch of branches. And then light it. Anyway, Wayne was very fond of doing this when he was a kid. Especially at the time of the transition of summer and autumn. Summer vacation. Catch grasshoppers. Got caught. Then roast and eat.

Wayne is still thinking about his little hobby as a child. I heard the tall building behind me being lit by myself. Suddenly there was an explosion sound. Why did it explode? Wayne patted his head like a melon. . I'm too Sabi. Isn't this car gas-to-gas. This is definitely a good benefit with Chinese characteristics.

Find out. Generally, taxis will have to change from oil to gas. This into tanks of natural gas. Generally, it will not leak clean. And there is no shelf life for natural gas. Of course. As long as this liquefied gas cylinder is not rusty. There is no problem.

Just do it. Anyway, there are taxis on this road. Open the trunk of the car. Sure enough, there was a cylinder inside. Wayne is still more careful when disassembling the cylinder. After all, if the rust is very bad. Killed by this liquefied gas cylinder. I'm afraid Wayne died unjustly.

There seems to be no problem with this liquefied gas cylinder. Find a bigger car. Pull the tiger to Europe. It's so funny.

The rickshaw on the side of the road was used by Wayne to load liquefied gas cylinders. Found an auto repair shop. Find the blowtorch. and rubber hoses used in vehicle modifications. Also converted an oil-fired generator into a gas-burning one. All that's left is to find a good car.

No one cares anyway. This car is naturally what is good and what you want. There are really a lot of rich people in this big Xi'an. You can really see a Ford Raptor F-150 pickup truck on the road. The Raptor known as the oil tiger.6200 displacement.17 fuel consumption per 100 kilometers.Before, only those who did not spend their own money on refueling the second generation of officials or the second generation of the military were willing to open.

Finish changing this car. Two days passed like that. The fuel generator charges the battery with some electricity. The battery is also a new one that Wayne has just returned. Okay. Such a good car. Make the sound of a tractor. It doesn't matter what sound he makes. It's good to be able to drive. Tiger gets on the car. The liquefied gas cylinders I was looking for these days are also on the bus. There was black smoke all the way, and Wayne drove the car to the highway.

Fortunately, there is no traffic jam on the highway. All cars are parked on the road. Wayne can at least get around. No traffic police. Didn't snap. If you want to get on the emergency lane, go to the emergency lane. If you want to overtake at will, you can overtake at will. In addition to the fact that this oil-to-gas car is not able to exceed the speed. This is probably the first time that Wayne has ever had the pleasure of driving.

Driving the car. Continue driving west. This highway was hollowed out all the way to canned bottles. It's the signpost that the man left for Wayne before. The person specially left the arrow signpost. I don't need it anymore.

Next stop. Lanzhou. Tiger. Car. Walking. Let's eat Lanzhou baked cakes.

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