Chapter 42: Solution
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The three men next door were still panting in the dormitory, in stark contrast to the person coming out of the dormitory on my right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoThere was a lot of laughter in their bedroom, and it felt like they were having a party.
I knocked on the door, and when it opened, I was shaken by the sight inside.
I hurriedly waved my hand for the three of them to come over, and tugged on so he could stand in front of me.
The scene inside is three people holding their mobile phones to take various photos, and the remaining one is covered with dense small things, and I only know that these things are actually - Xiaoqiang!
"Damn!" Fat Teng took a step back and stepped on me, thinking that he would be a shield, good guy, it hurts terribly.
"It's so dirty~" Fuji Yi also floated back a few steps lightly.
"Don't!" Fat Teng wanted to back off when he saw the image of nightmares and dense phobias, but this time I was pushed against the door, and a few of them climbed onto his shoes.
Why did I let Fat Teng stand in front, because at this moment, it was a fat man of similar size who was fighting with the cockroach swarm on the ground.
And the three inhuman roommates in this dormitory shoot from various angles while guarding off the cockroaches fleeing under their feet, and the overhead, up, and side shots constitute a 360-degree shooting without dead ends.
"Are you doing this?" asked Fat Teng weakly.
There was a scrawny guy with glasses who was so happy to shoot turned around and waved his hand in front of us.
"If you look at the size of the three of us, we can't attract so many cockroaches. β
In the gap between his explanations, the guy who kept rolling on the ground groaned in pain, crawling all over the dirtiest thing in the world. The cockroaches here in Sanya are not only black, but also colorful and red, and the "colorful" ones seem to have put on a dress for the poor fat man on the ground.
"If you don't get fat, attract cockroaches, my cockroaches will never think I'm fat and bully me. "Fat Teng's face is particularly ugly, if this guy's answer is yes, then the glorious task of our dormitory has fallen to him, if not, then it's fine.
The thin man looked at me, then at Chubby Teng. I don't know what little trick I'm playing in my heart. When he didn't know what to say, the fat man on the ground cried out, "Pull me up, pull me up." β
And these three roommates who had no conscience actually reached out to help and pulled the fat man up.
The fat man got up with a relieved expression on his face, and the three of them burst into thunderous applause.
"Fatty, you're awesome!"
"Fat brother is mighty. β
"We've got you covered. β
The fat guy waved his hand, and a few cockroaches on his arms fell down, giving me goosebumps all over my body.
"Huh?" Fat Teng walked to the side of the cockroaches without fear, and then tentatively touched them with his toes, and the cockroaches did not react at all.
"Dead?" I walked to the side.
"Dead. The fat man lowered his head and said to me, and at this moment a few more fell to the ground, and we quickly dodged.
"So you're not the one who was abused. β
The white-skinned little fat man looked at us and smiled: "Do you want to know? Do you want to know how to get you a good night's sleep?
We closed our lips and shook our heads.
"Please call meβMr. Dorm!" he put his hand full of cockroaches against his forehead.
"Damn, let's go! pervert!" Fuji Yi couldn't stand it and ran away, and this time I couldn't, I had only heard of Mr. Mighty, not Mr. Bedroom, and I could smell the thick smell of honey on his body and the stench of cockroaches coming from their squashed bodies. This guy actually uses honey to attract cockroaches, and the wind under his feet is also slipping, and by the way, he pulls Fat Teng's collar, although his approach is really efficient, but I really can't let Fat Teng do such a disgusting thing.
The four of us simply went to the convenience store downstairs, at this time the convenience store was crowded with people, all of them were coaxing pesticides, some girls took five or six bottles in their hands with red eyes, it seemed that they were scared to cry just now, and it seems that they will not stop if they don't spray four or five bottles when they go back this time.
We looked at the crowd surging inside, and we really didn't want to squeeze in to become human flesh buns, and the four big boys stood outside the small shop downstairs of the boys' dormitory of the Miracle Academy, and were messed up by the wind in Sanya......
Just as we were frowning, a hawker-looking person came over next to us, and we realized that it was really a hawker.
"Students, are you worried about cockroaches, I don't have to queue up for cheap goods in the supermarket. β
We thought to ourselves, "Huh, can there be such a good thing?"
"How are you selling this?" Fat Teng hurriedly asked in order not to let himself become like he was just now.
"Now a bottle of six gods in it has risen to fifty yuan a bottle, and it is usually only five yuan, you ask me how much it depends on the situation. "A profiteer's tone.
"Then are you twenty-five here!" Fat Teng's tone was a little impatient, what if this guy opened his mouth, he would have to buy it, who called him the fattest among us.
But the guy smiled, "Five pieces, you want to do it or not." β
"If you want, give me six bottles, oh no, give me sixteen bottles, I don't believe it. These cockroaches are they born faster or we kill them faster. β
"Gott~" After the boss gave us sixteen bottles, we walked past a group of envious and jealous people.
"Haha!" Bucktooth said, waving the bottle happily.
"Don't get it, wait for the gas inside to run out. Fat Teng said very babyishly.
By the time we got back to the dormitory, the rest of the dormitories were pretty much cleaned up, but we were exhausted, and we were going to assemble at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and they would be sore when they got up.
"I'll do it. Fat Teng said righteously.
"Okay, brother, I'll leave it to you!" said that we used the insecticide as a cup, and toasted Fat Teng, who also responded to us in such a forceful way, and then showed off his might, twisted his huge ass and went in, and then kicked the door shut with his heels.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
We heard several voices in a row, it seems that we are already working, and of course the three of us can't be idle, you have a cigarette and I smoke a cigarette like this, and the smell of smoke next door also poked out of the head, after all, we are not familiar, just know each other, and meeting friends with cigarettes is the most normal social tool in the university, and those who do not smoke can only wait until military training to introduce themselves.
The door opened while we were chatting with some of our buddies we had just met, and when Fat Teng came out, he gave a proud thumbs up and pointed behind his back, and we understood what he meant, and walked into the dormitory.
The inside of the dormitory was clean, just like when we went out.
"Fat Teng, you also cleaned up. Fat Teng couldn't stand the praise and said with a smile, "I didn't sweep the floor, it's just that they're all gone." β
"You say this room smells of air sobering agents. Fuji Yi waved the cloud of air in front of him.
"Well, it seems that it really doesn't smell like an insecticide, is this a new type of insecticide?" Bucktooth sniffed his nose as well.
"Yes. Why doesn't it smell of pesticides?And you didn't clean up the corpses, so are these cockroaches dead?" I looked at Fat Teng.
Fat Teng shook his head blankly.
"I know the best way to know if we've been tricked into buying air fresheners or pesticides. Bucktooth turned off the light.
The sound of rustling came from all directions, and we felt as if we were surrounded.
While using the light of the street lamp downstairs, cockroaches that looked like black water ran out from all over the place, and even several of them crawled out of the mouthwash cup I had just put earlier.
This time, I kind of understand why there are fat people who come up with strange moves to kill cockroaches.
"Hit! What are you doing? The always high rattan art couldn't stand it at this time, and he stepped on it when he raised his foot, and we couldn't be idle, so we immediately joined the tap dance, and the click rate of the foot on the ground was faster than that of the mouse.