"It's Li Yang, and the professors are also involved!"

The culprits were all arrested, and Zhang Bei also let go of the sunspot for the time being.

On the side, Song Xin looked at the distorted sunspot lying on the side, and suddenly shuddered.

He's so old, it's good to watch this kind of thing!

As for the lives and deaths of others?

What does it have to do with me?

Aren't I just here to eat a fruit to relax?

Zhang Bei carried a water gun and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the forest.

Now Kuroko and his master's walkie-talkies have been confiscated.

His appearance will definitely give this group of people a big surprise!

And our troublemaker Li Yang is still quietly preparing follow-up plans.

It is also the most critical step, using antidotes and itchy water baths to coerce and lure your own boss.

As long as Zhang Bei is forced to accept the threat, then he will not do whatever he wants?

It's just that Li Yang never dreamed that as the most important two people in his plan, he didn't hesitate to rebel directly.

There were even loopholes in the entire elaborate plan from the start.

He did limit Zhang Bei's force value, but he couldn't stop Boss Zhang from tearing up the big fishing net he planned.

Watching the printer deliver the humiliating clauses to himself.

Li Yang's eyes were full of happiness.

So far, he has not noticed that the intercom has not heard for a long time.

Time passed quickly, and Li Yang pushed open the door with a stack of printer paper.

It's just that the situation in front of him makes him feel a chill rise in his heart.

Zhang Beizheng was holding a water gun, smiling.

The large wooden barrel next to it was full of itchy water.

And Professor Guan, who invented the itchy water, is soaking in it naked.

Such a tragedy made Li Yang's face full of sadness.

"Boss, can I choose a decent way to die?"

Zhang Bei touched his chin: "Who else is there in your plan, and I can consider reducing the punishment if you confess it together." ”

Li Yang gritted his teeth, he was going to die horizontally and vertically anyway, so he simply had multiple people on his back.

"It's Qingqing, she came up with the idea!"

Zhang Bei squinted his eyes, always feeling that Li Yang's words were very watery.

But, does Boss Zhang need evidence to torture people?

So, Zhang Bei handed the water gun to Li Yang's hand.

"Your teammates, you kill, I'll watch from the sidelines."

Li Yang's already pale face became even paler.

He's just escaped death from the hands of those two, and now he's going back to make sure he's not going to send the muzzle?

However, Zhang Bei's constant gaze at the bathtub completely made Li Yang lose his mind to resist.

Qingqing squatted in the corner, holding a bath towel and rubbing it on her face.

Although this thing is black and reflective, it can barely be cleaned off with Qingqing's continuous efforts.

It's just that there is slightly more melanin soaked into the skin, which makes the little brunette's black a little darker.

Li Yang cautiously approached Qingqing.

"Sister Qingqing, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's off after two days of washing."

The ravages have also been ravaged, and Qingqing is not really angry.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about."

"Huh?"

Qingqing, who realized it later, turned her head, and Li Yang kept firing at her with a water gun.

Half of the water gun was shot at Qingqing's body.

Green water stains drip from the corners of the garment.

"What is this?"

Li Yang sighed and glanced at Boss Zhang, who was watching the play not far away.

"I'm really sorry, it's only ten minutes, and the patience will pass."

The words fell, and Li Yang silently walked towards the newly placed bath bucket.

As the inventor, Professor Yao received three minutes.

But Li Yang, as the mastermind, was waiting for him for five minutes even if the punishment was mitigated.

If Qingqing hadn't shared some, it would have taken at least ten minutes!

Qingqing, who realized it later, only felt an itch on his skin.

Look at the two people not far away who were soaked in the green liquid.

"Li Yang, I beep beep, beep beep!"

Li Yangqiang, who was soaked in the bucket, endured the itching on his body, and couldn't help but shiver.

Hearing Qingqing's roar, he could only sigh.

What can he do, he is also desperate!

Use Qingqing's ten minutes to reduce your own five minutes, this deal has to be done for anyone!

What's more, isn't this also the boss's middleman making the difference!

Zhang Bei eliminated the culprit and began to deal with the remaining pawns.

The first to bear the brunt is Cha Bing, who is hiding in the corner () shivering.

"You choose your own way to die."

Cha Bing almost cried when he looked at the big wooden barrel in front of him.

There are two ways for him to die now, the first is to soak in a bucket for ten minutes.

The second went to karma and beat his teammates, reducing it by five minutes.

After thinking about it for a long time, Cha Bing made an extremely correct choice.

Karma teammates!

Anyway, they're all their own team members, so it's okay to sacrifice for the captain, right?

So, Zha Bing took the water gun handed over by his boss and rushed towards the place where his team members were hiding.

Internal division is always the most effective means of resolving the enemy. --- Rua Q.

Although Zhang Bei can rely on force to forcibly break through.

But how can this situation be so easy now?

A group of people all disintegrated from within, oh yes, and piggybacked on a Qingqing.

Zhang Bei placed his four-piece suit next to the bathtub, drank tea, and watched a group of people suffer.

It's a day like this!

At this time, Meng Chuan, who was far away in a foreign country, shook hands with the man in front of him.

"We will sign the specific agreement after the global conference."

"Thank you, Secretary Meng!"

"You are busy first, I am going to the island country for a walk."

"Okay, you're busy!"

Meng Chuan stepped out of the door of the conference room and looked at his assistant's dark circles.

"Is the plane ready, there are still three hours before the island nation meeting begins."

"Ready, ready to take off."

Meng Chuan nodded, and sat in the car leading to the airport with the little secretary.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, the corners of Meng Chuan's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Why, why didn't I hesitate to contract in the first place?

Silently sighed, he turned on his laptop.

The black-hearted, smoking, and smoking-digging boss of the ancestral grave has agreed to the plan to make the werewolf kill a movie.

He's going to take the time to look through the right script.

There is no need for actors at all, and Meng Chuan has already made a list of specific candidates.

The male No. 1 is naturally the second middle school boy, and the male No. 2 is the European Emperor No. 11.

With these two people, a commercial film is definitely not a problem!

By the end of today's meeting of island nations, he would have five hours to sleep.

There are still three hours left tomorrow, and someone can be arranged to talk to them about it.

After all, for him now, time is comparable to the conscience of his own boss.

It's definitely not like squeezing it.

As the sun set, Zhang Bei returned to Dingyang with a group of tormented tourists.

As soon as he stepped off the plane, an unexpected figure appeared in front of him.

Professor Li stood outside the airport with a disgruntled face, flanked by an assistant with a less flexible brain.