I have to say that Comrade Hu San is indeed a material engaged in construction, and the wounded and meat tickets were settled, and the dead bodies and stumps were also dragged away and collectively burned and buried, and the remaining time was Hu San's performance time.

After understanding Wang Xiaoqiang's thoughts, under the command of Hu San, the moved wood was tied and reinforced, and then built a simple lookout platform on a high ground. Originally, Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to make some more fences to surround Sark Village, but he was denied by Hu San, first, the wood was really lacking, even if it was enough, because the material was not strong enough, it was okay to resist some beasts, and it was a little powerless to resist the bandits. Although the number of people in Laisak Village is small, the living area is not small, there is no land restriction and land planning, and every household hates a 50-square-meter hut around a 300-square-meter yard, and even cultivates a few rows of vegetable fields in front of their house.

Think about it, how much land can be occupied by such a village of nearly 200 households.

In the end, under the discussion of Wang Xiaoqiang Hu San and his loyal retinue Ding Xiao, the arduous task of fortification was handed over to Hu San, and the selection of the Sack Village Guard was handed over to Ding Xiao, and Wang Xiaoqiang of course went to do some bullying of men and women.

Fortunately, it is now the winter wheat flowering season, and the villagers have no farm work to do, so they dig pits with the retired construction engineers of the artillery cooking class, small and dense horse pits, large and deep animal pits, it is said that even if a wild boar of more than 300 catties falls inside, don't want to come out alive, let alone people who are generally less than 200 catties.

Sack Village is also in the afterglow of saying goodbye in a busy place, but in this good and thriving atmosphere, Wang Xiaoqiang is quite angry.

The villagers all know that Ai Lao Er has never done a proper job, but only knows how to rub the oil of the beautiful village girl, and there is basically no property at home. They sent their own food, clothes and bedding to 'Efak', one to thank the Ai family father and son for their great contribution in this battle, and the other to pat the sycophants of this unfathomable magician.

When Wang Xiaoqiang took the futon that seemed to be given by this girl named Cuihua, the other party's little hand kept touching and touching Wang Xiaoqiang's animal claws, as well as the affectionate eyes, just when Wang Xiaoqiang felt that he was getting more and more handsome, he suddenly muttered: "I said you touched it, don't ...... Please take your hand off my chest. ”

Wang Xiaoqiang doesn't remember how many times this is, the most terrifying thing is the forty-year-old aunt before, and she grinned and showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth stained with vegetable leaves.

"Tell me, in the past, it was my uncle who teased other girls, but now I let my daughters tease me, it's too fucking mixed up. After sending away all the bribers and closing the tattered wooden door of his house, Wang Xiaoqiang said fiercely.

In the past half a day, Sister Feng was just hanging far behind Wang Xiaoqiang, teasing the VIP hot pot in her arms. After Wang Xiaoqiang closed the wooden door, Sister Feng seemed to realize that it was almost time, so she set up a grill and set up the blood-eyed beast that had not been eaten and began to tease.

Wang Xiaoqiang took the bribes into the house to share the stolen goods. Except for those edible goods, all the clothes were owned by themselves, but the bedding was privately divided with Ai Lao Er and the two of them because of too much. After Comrade Wang Xiaoqiang laid three mattresses in a row, he finally used up all the bedding.

"So there will be a chance to give Sister Feng the unspoken rules at night, right?" Wang Xiaoqiang muttered with a sigh of relief.

In the evening, when the three of them and one dog had dinner, Ai Lao Er wrapped the scarf after Hu San's treatment, and returned to the appearance of a dragon and a tiger. In this way, Wang Xiaoqiang felt more and more that Ai Lao Er was a talent, and the heroic appearance when he pounced on the 'Second King Sun' is still engraved in Wang Xiaoqiang's heart, and the combat effectiveness can be ignored. When the 'Sun Er King's mountain knife slashed on Ai Lao Er's excessively thin body, Wang Xiaoqiang was afraid that if he was not careful, he would let the 'Sun Er King' give a knife in half, but the knife went down not only in half, but after half a day, it was fierce again, at this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang began to doubt how tall Ai Lao Er's lame leg could be broken.

A meal is wordless, Sister Feng is relaxed and harmonious, chewing with a small mouth, and teasing the poodle hot pot from time to time. Wang Xiaoqiang and Ai Laoer bowed their heads and were silent, each with a ghost, like a subordinate who ate more and talked less, and the traditional female respect and inferiority of the Chinese were vividly expressed by these two.

Wang Xiaoqiang, a bitter child raised by life, is a typical carnivore, and his obedience is to have meat and not eat vegetables. Because he truly understands what it means to eat and drink well, and the coming year will be better. And Wang Xiaoqiang also found out that the meat of this blood-eyed beast is different from the bodybuilding pig that has eaten before that is seriously over-sized, bodybuilding pork can only make itself full, but this blood-eyed beast is hot all over the body after eating, as if it has inexhaustible strength, of course, if the lower body reacts physiologically, Wang Xiaoqiang will definitely suspect that this blood-eyed beast is also a loyal supporter of Wei Gang.

After eating, Wang Xiaoqiang excitedly looked for a pair of scissors and hit a bucket of water to find a place where no one was there to wash it in vain.

Before he undressed, Wang Xiaoqiang waved his scissors to cut the long hair on the top of his head that he didn't know how long he had left, until the fingers of the last cut could not pinch the ends of the hair. Wang Xiaoqiang doesn't like long hair, not because there is no Haifeisi here, but because he doesn't want to give others too many favorable opportunities when he fights. Of course, for non-professional reasons, the bald head cut by scissors does not have any aesthetics. (Please refer to Andy's hairstyle in "New Shaolin Temple")

After doing all this, Wang Xiaoqiang finally took off his clothes, revealing the hideous ribs. 'Efake' is very thin, thin without a trace of excess meat, the only thing that makes Wang Xiaoqiang happy is the work under his crotch, looking at the behemoth that is obviously not compatible with the thin body, it is really huge.

Wang Xiaoqiang washed very carefully and quickly, because he seemed to have seen the scene of Sister Feng being subjected to his unspoken rules, and for a while, his crotch was murderous.

When Wang Xiaoqiang was dressing, he found that the loose boxers were too eye-catching, so he waved the scissors up and down to drive them, and after a while, the loose boxers became a pair of loose briefs.

Because the Haier brothers tell us a truth, smart children grow up in briefs!

Just when Wang Xiaoqiang ran back to his bedroom with great interest, the smile on his face became even more silver, because his thoughts had flown out of the sky far, far away, and he saw the Sister Feng who had to sleep with him because the bed was not enough, and then he was half-pushed and half-pushed under the constant teasing. After all, a certain aunt said - when a woman's body is ready, she will not shout no.

Therefore, when Wang Xiaoqiang bumped into Sister Feng who was about to leave his house with two futons, his eyes were red, and he stared at the woman in front of him who had a suspected F cup with a bitter and hateful look.

"What, what's wrong with you?" Sister Feng teased.

Wang Xiaoqiang stared at Sister Feng's chest viciously, and said, "Can't you?"

One splits the leg, and the other blocks are evenly matched.

Wang Xiaoqiang stared at this exotic beauty who was a head taller than himself.

When a huge barrel that was no less than the work under his crotch was pressed against Wang Xiaoqiang's head, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly coaxed and muttered: "Just think about it, just think about it." Turning sideways to give up her position, Sister Feng walked away.

This night Wang Xiaoqiang was destined to be sleepless, just when Comrade Wang Xiaoqiang tossed and turned and counted the sheep to more than a thousand, he heard the 'squeak' of the wooden door being opened outside, and the heart that was basically implemented suddenly hung again, and suddenly thought, "Sister Feng likes to push backwards, although I am a strong attack type, it is okay to suffer once in a while." ”

Long.

For a long time.

Long.

Next door, the wooden bed was overwhelmed by strenuous exercise, and then there was a symphony, or a unisex version of "Nervous".

As an indirect audience, Comrade Wang Xiaoqiang worked very hard, with the tense and orderly interlude, the moaning of **, the heavy gasp, and the crisp slapping sound, it was not easy to appease the good brother, and suddenly held his head high and murderous.

Looking at the small tent propped up in the middle of the futon, Wang Xiaoqiang finally understood why 'Efake' was carrying a murder weapon, and he was suffocated. The hand he was holding loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and after the last slammed, he slapped the edge of the bed and scolded: "Dog, you will ...... like this again."

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Adas Mountains, Cattle Village.

The lights were bright, and everyone except for the vigil was drinking and bragging.

It is said that the king of the cattle house has a big birthday at the age of forty!

However, on the stone throne in the middle of the hall sat a handsome young man of about twenty-five years old, who was supposed to be a decent face, but was betrayed by those silver eyes, and a pair of big hands roamed freely on the beautiful lady in his arms, and life was not happy.

At this time, a black-faced ugly man stumbled in and said aggrievedly: "King, king, I let the insult." "Isn't this exactly what 'Second King Sun' is.

After hearing the words of 'Second King Sun', everyone in the room had strange expressions, as if they saw another stronger and swarthy body crawling on the dark and thick body of 'Second King Sun'.

The king's expression also changed from shocked to strange to confused, and finally angry, and it was difficult to see such a face full of expression.

"What, what are you talking about, Sun Erchou?" The king of the scalper village stood up, and the beautiful lady beside him also trembled with fright.

"I planted it in Sark Village, and the brothers are all gone, I don't know if there is a magician and a summoning skill that came out of the road, and then the brothers are all gone, by the way, he also has a maid who can instantaneously perform first-level magic. The black-faced ugly man then told his own king what had happened, and of course he would not mention the brothers who had been discarded by him. After that, he said, "He also said that he was going to break your dog's legs." ”

"What?" the handsome young man was furious, and his face was like black coal.

At this time, a roe deer-headed rat-eyed man under the handsome young man spoke: "Big boss, this is a tricky stubble, since he wants to protect those fools, let's have a good time with them, let's ...... like this."

Suddenly, a loud cheer and laughter sounded in the hall.

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At this time, Wang Xiaoqiang's clenched hand had reached into the quilt at some point, and the music next door was still exciting, and he was not far behind, only to see the small tent in the middle of the futon shaking very rhythmically.

Long.

For a long time.

Long.

A ** moan exhaled from Wang Xiaoqiang's mouth, and then he said a mantra commonly used by Ma Zai, who often browsed infantry films in Internet cafes in his previous life: "The day of Yindang is about to pass again, but I, a person with Yindang, have not done anything Yindang." ”

At this moment, the tent in the middle of the futon is still there, only the messy folds around it seem to prove something.

PS: It's easy to get wet with one hand of silver, but it's hard to get wet with one hand of silver!