Boom! Boom!

Lin Baici knocked on the door.

After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't hear the fat house monster speak, so Lin Baici pushed the door and went in.

There was no light in the room, and the fat house monster was like a mountain of meat, piled up on the gaming chair, wearing headphones, and concentrating on playing games.

Lin Baici walked over and put the figure on the table, he was hesitating whether to interrupt the fat house monster when the game character controlled by this guy was killed.

"Nishiba!"

The fat otaku cursed and slammed the mouse in his hand on the table.

Bang!

The mouse is broken.

The fat house monster turned his head angrily and glared at Lin Baici, "What are you doing here?" "Send a figure!"

Just one?

The fat house was annoyed: "Get out, you have found all the figures and come to me again, and disturb me to play the game again,

I'll screw your head."

"You take a look at this first."

Lin Baici handed over the original sketch.

The fat house monster looked suspicious, and he didn't want to take it, but when his eyes fell on the white paper and saw Jin Meiting's character, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This character is so astringent!

The fat house monster took it and began to flip through it. Call!

Lin Baici quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as the fat house monster started to look at it, he dared to guarantee that the other party would indulge in it.

After all, after this comic came out, it was the first in popularity, and it was very popular, and it went through the market, or after otaku

We are tested.

Xia Hongyao thinks that this comic is not good-looking, and that is because she is a girl, and her aesthetic sense and interests are completely different from that of otaku.

Is the plot important for the fat house monster? Unimportant!

The plot is good-looking, it's the icing on the cake, the most important thing is the painting style and character design, to put it bluntly, it's just to look at the painting style

People can't help but take screenshots to save and use them to generate electricity from time to time.

"Coffee with a masterpiece is a wonderful treat!"

Lin Baici took out the thermos cup containing coffee and poured a cup for the fat house monster: "Come, taste it, it's very fragrant!"

The fat house monster waved his hand, refused, picked up the fat house happy water on the table, raised his head and took a big sip.

Belch!

After the fat house monster exhaled a breath of turbidity, he continued to read the manga.

Lin Bai was uncomfortable, it would be good if it was a petty bourgeoisie, people would definitely drink coffee and not Coke, but he still had a trick. Taking out the cigarette case from his pocket, Lin Baici lit one first.

He doesn't actually smoke, but he's afraid of being rejected by the fat house monster again, so he can only let him smoke second-hand smoke first, Hook

Arouse the other party's addiction to smoking.

It's a pity that this method doesn't work. Ahem!

The fat house monster coughed twice, stretched out his big hand like a pig's trotter, and fanned his nose: "Choke to death, go out and smoke!"

Okay!

It's a fat house monster who doesn't smoke!

Lin Baici has two consecutive taboos that increase favorability, but they can't be used, it's just annoying, as for the lover

Red?

You don't need to look at the fat house monster's greasy face, as long as the other party is a man, Lin Baici didn't think about using it at all.

But this little setback doesn't hurt, because this comic is so good, and the fat house monster is completely immersed in it.

"Ahem! Ahem!" Lin Baici coughed vigorously twice, he peeked at the fat house monster, and was worried that the other party would be suspicious, but he didn't expect it.

So he sat down on the couch in his room, climbed on the coffee table and continued to draw comics.

......

Xia Hongyao, who had been listening and worrying, was relieved to hear the sound of coughing coming from the room

Immediately press the oven plug into the socket.

Pop!

The current flashed and was turned on.

Xia Hongyao confirmed that the lid of the oven was opened to the limit, and then pressed the switch.

The temperature in the air, on

Beginning to rise.

After reading the original draft of the ten words, the fat house monster couldn't wait to look at Lin Baici: "Is there anything else?"

"Whoa!"

Lin Baici pointed to the eighteen pieces of white paper on the coffee table.

In just a while, Lin Baici drew another sentence.

"You drew this comic?" The fat house monster was surprised, and looked Lin Baici up and down: "Don't you see, you oily and powdery boy, you are still a cartoonist?"

Although the vocabulary used is not very good, the attitude of the fat house monster has eased a lot.

As an otaku, it still respects cartoonists very much, after all, the works created by these people are its daily spiritual food.

"What other works have you painted?"

The fat house monster reached out and wiped his armpits, and for some reason, the air suddenly became hot, and his body was covered with stinky sweat.

"This line of work is too rolly, I haven't been able to debut yet!" Lin Baici sighed.

"That's a pity, if you publish a manga, I'll buy a set to support it!"

Fat house weirdos are good.

"Can you give me some advice?"

Lin Baici also felt some heat, but his body was smeared with savage honey, so it was not a big problem. "Draw it more astringently!

The fat house monster shook the original drawing in his hand: "The butt should be big, the legs should be long, black silk, high heels, every grid must be there!"

「......「

Lin Baici looked at the fat house monster's serious discussion expression, and had a new understanding of the obscenity of this product.

Crunch!

The fat house monster got down from the gaming chair, swaying from side to side, like a moving imperial penguin, and walked to Lin Bai

Next to him, he picked up the cartoon on the coffee table and began to flip through it.

"The art style is beautiful!"

The fat house monster exclaimed: "The eternal god of the leader of Jin Meiting!"

With that, it stuck out its big tongue and licked it. "I'm Nima ......"

Lin Baici didn't expect the fat house monster to do such a thing, but it's okay.

The more you become obsessed, the smoother your plans will go.

The fat house monster quickly finished reading, and looked at Lin Baici with blank eyes: "You hurry up and draw!"

"I'll do my best!"

Lin Baici was also worried, in case this plan couldn't get the fat house monster, he would still have to fight in the end, and his divine power would be wasted on soul sketching.

Crunch! Crunch!

On the couch full of clutter, there was an overwhelming sound.

"It's okay if you can't get out, you can live in this apartment with peace of mind in the future, just draw this comic for me, Fang."

You don't have to pay the rent, if you don't have anything to eat, come to me!"

The fat house monster has a big bag: "If I have a bite to eat, you can't do without it!"

For cartoonists, it is better to be generous. "Thank you, big brother, landlord!"

Lin Baici smiled and handed over the coffee: "Come, taste it!"

This time, the fat otaku monster did not refuse. Stretching out his fat hand, he took it and took a big sip. It recognized Lin Baici,

It's to save face, but why is it getting hotter and hotter in this room?

The fat house monster casually grabbed a vest from the sofa that had been changed and had not been washed, and began to wipe his neck and head and face.

A lot of sweat, bubbling out.

The fat house got up, found the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature to the lowest, and a cool breeze immediately blew out.

"Damn, this thing isn't a taboo, is it?"

Lin Baici was worried for a few minutes, until the temperature in the room did not drop, and then he was relieved.

"Why is it so hot?"

The fat house monster walked to the refrigerator, took two bottles of mineral water, and carefully unscrewed the lid and put a bottle next to Lin Baici.

"You draw slowly, I'll go out and get some air!"

The fat house monster couldn't stand it anymore, and the whole person was already sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Lin Baici definitely can't let fat

The house monster went out, otherwise it would be a failure, so he quickly found an excuse to stay: "Do you think there is anything that can be improved in the plot?"

Lin Baici humbly asked.

The fat house monster is obviously also a good teacher, and immediately began to express his opinion: "A few more female characters will give Brother Hao a chance to show his manly spirit."

"It would be even better if there was another Minotaur section!" The fat house monster kept wiping sweat.

Not only in the room of the fat house monster, but also the entire 18 top floors are heating up rapidly, especially after the oven is preheated, the temperature is like spreading its wings and flying up quickly.

In the hallway, the tender flesh was dehydrated, shriveled, and browned, and the strips of meat hanging from the ceiling like willow branches were smoking, like sausages on the grill.

The smell of barbecue began to permeate the corridor. Xia Hongyao shrank at the top of the stairs, stretched out her head to look, and saw

The fat house monster hasn't been out of the room until now, and I feel like this tactic might work.

"Anyway, it's more astringent!"

After the fat house monster finished speaking, he grunted, poured a few more mouthfuls of water, it wiped a handful of sweat, and looked at Lin Baici suspiciously: "Aren't you hot?"

"Hot!"

Lin Baici also took a sip of water: "But I want to finish this work quickly and get your comments!"

I've complimented you so much, are you too embarrassed to go? The fat house monster is very moved, its life is a failure, from

No one had ever looked at it, and now that a person valued his opinion so much, it felt respected.

"Don't worry, I will come up with the best idea to make your publication successful!"

The fat house monster walks over to the bookshelf, finds a book called "How to Become a Best-Selling Manga Artist", and begins to flip through it.

It used to aspire to be a cartoonist, but failed.

Another seven minutes passed. Rumble!

The manuscript paper in front of Lin Baici suddenly spontaneously combusted.

"!"

Lin Baici leaned back suddenly, dumbfounded. "No, I can't stand it, let's go out and talk!"

The fat house monster took a few books from the bookshelf, and in his arms held a large bottle of Coke, ready to camp on the grass outside the apartment.

It seems that the only way to do this is to use a killer feature.

Lin Baici took out the silicone doll: "When I was looking for a figure just now, I found this, is it yours?"

The fat house monster glanced at it, this doll is so exquisitely made. "It's mine!"

The fat house monster is not embarrassed at all, it is the landlord, so everything in the apartment belongs to it, including the life of the renter.

"Oh!"

Lin Baici handed the silicone doll to the fat house monster.

After it catches it, it slaps hard at the doll's buttocks. Smack!

The sound is crisp.

[A life-size large imitation doll can cry with you and laugh with you, it is the person who understands you best in this world, and the person who cares about you the most! ] [When you hold her, you feel that you are holding the breeze, holding the stars, and holding the white moonlight, and you have the best happiness in the world! 】

[You don't want to be separated from her, generate electricity, generate electricity until you are old! ] 】

Lin Baici looked at the fat house monster, if the silicone doll is useless, then he plans to come hard.

The fat house monster looked at the doll in his arms obsessively, and only after about a minute or so did he look at Lin Baici, his face full of no

Nerve.

"Can you get out first?" I've got something! ""You're busy first!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly. Bang!

Lin Baici closed the door of the room with understanding, turned his head, and saw Xia Hongyao with a head exposed at the staircase, so he compared an OK. It's done! Yes!

Gao Ponytail shook his fist. Lin Baici rubbed his nose, the meat in the corridor was already about to be burned, exuding a mushy smell, he took three steps and made two steps, and rushed to the staircase.

"Just wait now!"

When Lin Baici first saw the silicone doll held by Yi Yusheng, he had heard the comments of the god of the gods.

That thing will make men obsessed, never like real people again, and want to take it with them no matter how they live and sleep.

Spanking it can activate the rules of pollution.

Lin Baici squatted in front of the oven, he hadn't studied this carefully before.

"I've turned on the power to the fullest!"

Xia Hongyao found two paper balls and plugged his nose.

The smell of burnt fat is getting stronger and sicker.

Tick! Tick! Grease starts to flow out.

I don't know if it's because there is no one in the regular pollution, or because it affects the landlord of the fat house, Xia Hongyao was clearly scheduled for an hour, but fifteen minutes later, there was a ding, and the oven stopped.

Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao glanced at each other and twisted for another ten minutes.

But the oven ran for more than ten seconds, and with another clang, it automatically turned off.

"Go and call Kwon Sang-in and those people up!" Lin Bai commanded.

Even if these people are not good at fighting, as long as they are there, they can share the firepower.

"Hmm!

Gao Ponytail answered, ready to go, but Kwon Sang-in and the others had already run up.

"Lin Shen, you are too powerful!"

Huang Jinxiang shouted, and they found that the time on the barcode on the face was frozen, which means that the monster should *** fall.

"Monsters don't have to die!"

Lin Baici was not so optimistic, and put the oven away: "Let's go, go and check the corpse!"

Everyone stepped into the 18th floor again, and the meat in the corridor had been carbonized, black, and smelled strange.

Lin Baici pushed open the door, and at first glance, he saw the fat house monster crawling on the bed, with a silicone doll pressed under him.

"Nishihachi!"

Kim Jin-so glanced at it and wanted to vomit in disgust.

The silicone doll was still intact, but the fat house monster had been burned into charcoal, and the whole person was pitch black, and wisps of heat and black smoke were rising from the body.

The whole room smells of burning fat, melting plastic, and the smell of burnt leather on sofas, tables and chairs...

Mixed together, like a gas bomb. Vomit!

Hua Yue fish vomited.

"Go check on the body!"

Lin Baici instructed: "Find out if there is a ticket!"

Huang Jinxiang was from Kyushu and had the same nationality as Lin Baici, urging Quan Xiangren: "Go quickly!"

This kind of work must not be done by Hua Yueyu. Kwon Sang-in is also interested, but in this temporary team,

There are also people he can oppress: "Cha Jung-suk, what are you doing in a daze? Go and examine the corpse! 「

The handsome man in the trench coat shrugged his shoulders and walked to the single bed. "I should be dead!"

Cha Jung-seok took a few looks at the corpse and began to rummage through the loot.

Seeing this, the three of them immediately went over.