Chapter 1811

Chumo scratches his head. He doesn't know what fuel is.

"It's the coal burned before."

Ma Zhou took the opportunity to install a wave of knowledge.

"Then hurry and get fuel."

Chumo gets up fiercely and is about to take Zhang Feng back.

"I've just come here and haven't been baked yet."

Zhang Feng was a little unhappy and shook his arm.

"And bake a fart."

Chumo pulls Zhang Feng up, then looks at Chang sun Chong and others: "insect, big cake, let's go."

The three guys are worthy of wearing the same pair of pants. As soon as they heard this, they took Zhang Feng and ran to the playground without stopping. They just pity Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun and came back slowly with experimental equipment.

All the way, the party finally returned to the playground. Chumo let go of Zhang Feng and smiled, "Feng Zi, you've come back now. Get ready. I can't wait."

Zhang Fengbai glances at Chumo. This guy is like a bandit. He has the same virtue as old Cheng. He can't do anything about them. It seems that he has to deal with this guy in the sky.

"Ma Zhou, go add some fuel and get ready to start."

He looked at Ma Zhou beside him and was angry.

Ma Zhou nodded and walked outside the playground.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ma Zhou came back with fuel. He refitted the fuel in the brazier and soon lit the fire, waiting for Zhang Feng's order.

"Feng Zi, it's ready now. Can you go to heaven?"

Chumo is impatient. He also participated in the production, so he is familiar with the process.

"What's the hurry? Driven out by the wolf?"

Zhang Feng glances at Chumo, then looks at Ma Zhou and says, "tie the iron bull."

"Hold the grass, why tie me?"

Chumo exclaimed and retreated for fear of being tied by others. Although he was strong, he couldn't stand many people.

"How can you go to heaven without binding you?"

Zhang Feng frowned and felt that this guy was one track minded.

"Fuck, what's your logic? Why do you have to tie it to heaven?"

Chumo quit and waved in protest.

"Tie you up for fear that you will move around on it and fall down accidentally."

Zhang Feng patiently explained that what he said was the truth. This guy has a big physique. If he falls down, it will not become meat mud. The most important thing is that he can play with this guy.

Chumo was stunned when he heard this.

He glanced at Zhang Feng and couldn't help beating drums in his heart.

The boy won't have any bad thoughts, will he?

God wants to tie it? If the fuck is in danger, he can't run first.

However, listen to the boy's tone, it seems that you can't go to heaven without binding.

This

While he was thinking, Zhang Feng's impatient voice sounded again: "have you fucking thought about it? Don't grind haw here. You really can't let the big cake come. I think the big cake is more like a man than you."

With that, Zhang Feng took the rope and walked to Du Gou, with a posture of binding people.

"Wait."

Chumo strides to Zhang Feng and laughs: "Feng Zi, why are you angry? Did I say I wouldn't let you tie it? Isn't it just to tie it to heaven? What a big thing, tie me up and make some strength. I'm solid."

With that, he put on a posture of being bound, like a hero dying.

"Hey, hey, if you said no earlier, there would be no such thing?"

Zhang Feng took down the rope that was about to be put on Du Gou's body and went to Chumo: "Ma Zhou, Hao Chujun, come and help. This boy has thick skin and is not easy to tie."

"Feng Zi, aren't you going to tie me up? Why did you change people again?"

The Dugu hook behind him quit, he protested.

"Go, what do you have to tie up? Wait for the next game."

Zhang Feng pushed away the thin Du hook, and then began to put the rope on Chumo: "come on, iron cow, drill your head in."

Get your head in?

Chumo frowns.

Why does this sound like a pig butcher in the new year?

So don't you become a pig?

He stared at Zhang Feng and didn't care. Since he was going to heaven, he didn't say such nonsense. He put his head into the rope obediently.

"Ma Zhou, Hao Chujun, you two pull an arm and are ready to fasten it."

Zhang Feng glanced at the two people in front of him and asked with a smile.

The two nodded, but they were not wordy. They directly pulled one arm and tightened the rope. They didn't use much strength, but Chumo was hurt by the pulling force of the rope.

"Yo, you two bastards, be careful. I'll come down and clean you up."

Chumo stares at Ma Zhou and tries to threaten them with his dignity.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Zhang Feng was unhappy and kicked Chumo's fart. "We're doing it for you. As long as we tie you tightly, you won't be in danger."

Then, without waiting for the other party's reaction, he turned his head and looked at Ma Zhou: "you two make great efforts and tighten up for me."

"Yes, teacher."

They nodded together. There was no teacher to speak just now. In fact, they didn't use much strength, but now the teacher has spoken, they have to be severely strangled.