Chapter 1815

Making electricity out of thin air? Making batteries?

It's a little difficult to step on a horse!

He took a deep breath of cigarette, threw away the burning cigarette end, decided not to think about the problem of hair loss, and continued to walk forward. The creaking sound of broken snow came from his feet, which made him speed up his pace.

Just then, a roar came from a distance.

"Teacher, teacher, found it."

Zhang Feng suddenly looked up and followed his reputation. It was ma Zhou who was talking. He kept waving in the snow. It seemed that he had found the iron bull. Thinking of this, he hurried to speed up his steps and said while running: "how about the iron bull man?"

"Mentor, brother Tieniu is all right. He is baking?"

"Baking?"

Zhang Feng frowned and was a little angry: "fuck, everyone is looking for him. He ran to the fire? Let's go."

With that, before Ma Zhou could lead the way, he rushed over his arm.

This place is not big. After two steps, Chumo and Du gou are seen. They gather together to bake the fire, and there are laughter and laughter from time to time.

This made Zhang Feng angry. Everyone was looking for this guy. He was actually baking the fire. Without saying a word, he came forward and scolded.

"Iron bull, you son of a bitch, do you know that everyone cares about you? You're actually baking here?"

Hearing this, Chumo suddenly turns his head, laughs and quickly pulls Zhang Feng to sit down: "Hey, Feng Zi, don't be angry. Listen to me first. Didn't I just come down a little cold?"

With that, he deliberately put his hand on the fire and baked it, rubbed it hard, revealing a simple image, which is in sharp contrast to the time when he was just preparing to go to heaven. Sure enough, no one can escape the true fragrance principle. He was just dying, and now he wants to give Zhang Feng up.

Zhang Feng didn't care about the silly attitude. He just wanted to know what had changed in the experimental process: "iron bull, what was it like in the sky just now? Tell me."

Hearing the speech, Chumo seems to be a different person. His original flattering posture suddenly becomes tall, his hands on his knees, his eyes keep scanning the people, and his face shows a proud look, but he just doesn't speak, as if he is deliberately trying to tempt the people.

Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun bow down, put their hands down on their knees, and look at Cheng Chumo with expectation in their eyes.

Chang sun Chong and Du gou are a little different. Although they look forward to it, they are not as focused as Ma Zhou. They look at Chumo and rub their hands from time to time.

Even though the crowd were expecting, Chumo just assumed a proud look and refused to speak, which made Zhang Feng see his head. He helped Ma Zhou and kicked him: "do you fucking say it? Wait for the dishes?"

"Hey, hey, say it right away."

Chumo smiles awkwardly and pleases.

He doesn't dare to offend Zhang Feng. What if the other party doesn't let him go to heaven?

Although I was a little unhappy the day before last, when I went up to the sky, tut Tut, the scenery was really beautiful.

If I were in heaven once, I would be willing to do anything.

Thinking of this, he couldn't stop drooling at the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the crowd again, he looked at himself with a disdain on his face, quickly wiped his saliva, and said with a simple smile: "ha ha, I'm sorry, I just thought of the scene in the sky, I can't extricate myself."

"What on earth is there in the sky? Let your silly pig greedy like this?"

Chang sun Chong was a little curious. He listened to this guy just now before Zhang Feng came. Unfortunately, he was interrupted when he was talking about the wonderful place. Now he has to put his ears up.

"Han, your sister."

Chumo glanced at Chang sun Chong, but didn't care much. Then he looked at the crowd and showed a pair of back teeth: "I'll tell you, when I went to heaven just now, I saw green patches and many flowers everywhere on the ground. Even the mountains in the distance are like reaching out to touch. What's that saying? What fairy palace?"

"Are you in the fairy palace?"

Ma Zhou took the opportunity to show off his prestige.

"Yes, that's the feeling."

Chumo points to Ma Zhou and is a little excited: "just now I felt like I was an immortal in heaven. The surrounding clouds are all around me. Think about it."

While talking, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he were really imagining being in it.

Everyone seemed to be infected by this guy. They looked up at the sky as if they were feeling the feeling of being in the air.

However, Zhang Feng didn't feel like this. He didn't go to heaven before. He was tired of the amusement park. These guys are disgusting here. He picked up an unburned dry firewood and threw it at Chumo.

"Do you think it's over?"

Zhang Feng's cold words brought everyone back to reality from their dreams.

Cheng Chumo was happy when he was suddenly smashed. He was dissatisfied and was going to scold. But when he saw that it was Zhang Feng, he quickly said with a smile: "Fengzi, what you said, at least we went to heaven once and didn't make us happy?"

After that, he planned to continue his fantasy. That Cheng thought that Zhang Feng didn't intend to let him go: "you're fucking OK. You want to go home. Now ask you something serious."