Chapter 1809

Zhang Feng looked up at the sky with a cigarette in his mouth. At this time, the sky didn't feel a trace of wind. It seems that today's experiment is expected to wait a while, but I don't know if these guys can stand it.

When he thought of this, he glanced back at the crowd. They looked constipated, especially Chumo and others. They looked embarrassed, as if someone owed him money. In fact, it can't be blamed on him. He felt a little uncomfortable holding the iron wire for the first time, but he couldn't put it down, because no one can guarantee when the wind will come and when it will blow, That would be a big loss.

"Feng Zi, what's the wind? I can't stand it."

Chumo frowns hard.

"Yes, Feng Zi, why didn't you say this thing strangled your hands earlier?"

Du Gou also protested a little and shouted discontentedly.

Zhang Feng glanced at the crowd and didn't choose to answer, because he didn't know when the wind would rise. He looked up at the sky again. The sky was the same as just now. There was no wind at all. It seems that he will be working here today.

There were bursts of dry howls from the people behind him. He was a little annoyed. He turned his head and glanced: "there are withered grass on the ground. Grab a handful of withered grass and hold it in your hand so that the iron wire won't strangle your hand."

Hearing the speech, the people seemed to see the life-saving elixir and quickly bent over and grabbed the withered grass on the ground. They didn't doubt Zhang Feng's words, because it's useless to doubt now. It's better to listen than to continue to hold the iron wire. Sure enough, as soon as the withered grass caught his hand, the situation of holding his hand was greatly alleviated.

"Feng Zi, you have a good idea. You really don't have to stop."

Chumo shows a simple smile around his mouth.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath of smoke and said in his heart, of course, this is the wisdom summarized by the Chinese working people.

Although the withered grass solved the situation of people's strangulation, it was not windy, which made people wait a little worried. Especially it was still cold winter. Standing in the open world, there was nothing in a short time. As time went on, people couldn't help shaking.

"Feng Zi, you're not authentic. Why didn't you say you wanted to lift it for so long?"

Du Gou shivered and said that his bones were weak and he couldn't stand it.

"Big cake, there's something wrong with what you say."

Zhang Feng smiled and pointed to the Du hook with the finger of his only cigarette butt: "I didn't force you."

Hearing the speech, Du Gou's face turned red.

Indeed, no one forced him, but he followed him.

It's a little wrong to blame others now.

"When shall we wait? Can you give us a definite answer?"

Du Gou gave up resistance, he begged.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath of the remaining cigarette fart and threw it on the ground: "I don't know this. Keep waiting."

"Ah?"

Chang sun Chong put on a bitter gourd face: "I can't stand it. I'm going to have a rest. Come here later."

With that, he was ready to put down the wire. At this time, a strong wind hit, the nearby leaves rustled, and the air was like a wolf howling. He suddenly lifted the hot-air balloon, and the live pig was hung up and hissed in the air.

"Fly, fly."

Chumo shouts loudly, excited like a child.

Chang sun Chong and Du Gou, too, danced on the ground.

Zhang Feng glanced and just wanted to say that he had never seen the world, but he held back when he thought about it. These guys are in high spirits, so he'd better not provoke them. What an embarrassment if he turns back and spits your face.

He still chose to look at the hot-air balloon. He saw that the hot-air balloon was constantly fluttering in the sky. Although it was a little bumpy, it was much better than the previous coarse cloth effect. At least it rose a lot and floated farther.

Floating farther?

Hold the grass and float away.

"Let's catch up. Don't let the hot-air balloon run away."

Zhang Feng gave a drink to the people, and then he ran towards the hot-air balloon.

They stood in the same place and were enjoying it. They thought Zhang Feng was joking and didn't care, but when they saw Zhang Feng's back, they knew something had happened and quickly took a step.

"Feng Zi, wait for me."

Chumo makes an arrow and chases Zhang Feng's back.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he didn't hesitate to catch up with Zhang Feng.

Let's not say that the Cheng family has strong genes. Chumo takes a few arrows and comes to Zhang Feng. Looking at Zhang Feng who is slightly panting, he smiles and says, "Fengzi, what's the matter? You're running so fast?"

"The hot air balloon is far away. I'm afraid something will happen when it falls to the ground."

Zhang Feng gasped and glanced at Chumo across the street. "By the way, where are big cake and Ma Zhou?"

"Well, what about the back."

Chumo glances behind him and signals.

Hearing the speech, Zhang Feng turned his head and glanced behind him. Sure enough, Ma Zhou was running to him with Chang sun Chong, Hao Chujun and others. They were not as good as themselves. They just ran a few steps and gasped like cattle. It seems that we should strengthen the sports of these guys in the future, or how to find hot-air balloons in the future.