Chapter 2331

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the bodyguard and Bobo were speechless. The small eyes on the red and black masks blinked rapidly. The mutual gaze was just a short moment, but it was more than countless in the world.

Wade lost the monkey's hair and said speechlessly, "you're lucky. I'm an animal conservationist now, and I'm going to fight for the PG13 movie rating. Otherwise, you're such a naughty monkey, I'm sure I'll take your hair out and make a wig."

"I'm an orangutan. You can't insult me by calling me a monkey." Bobo hugged the knell's thigh and said with righteous words: "would you be happy if I called you monkey?"

"So..." the valet tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he recalled something: "really, it's not my fault to say so. Next time I'll introduce you some female orangutans. I'll listen to the audience friends say that you like beautiful women best."

"What audience?! Is there no normal person in this world?! Ah

Bobo covered his head, turned and ran away. He jumped onto his cloak floating on one side, and lay still as if avoiding an air raid.

"Don't bullshit, use your MP3, don't you just wait for me to say that?" Su Ming covers his face and rubs his nose. His patience is falling.

I'm going crazy when I get the death attendant and I haven't taken the ghost yet.

"Hey, I'll use it."

Just like Su Ming said, the death attendant would wait for this sentence. In the past, every time my cousin would not let him use the MP3, he would yell at him, so he would be wronged.

It's different this time. Mercenaries should be so professional when they are ordered to do things.

His little hand took out his MP3 player from his trouser pocket, opened it and snapped to his belt. The prelude of "take me home, country roads" sounded slowly in the environment of green light everywhere.

Wade cleared his throat, took off his hood, and watched the ghost brewing his emotions.

Wink, wink, sing.

"It's heaven ~ ~ ~ West Virginia."

"Ouch..."

just the first line of the lyrics, staring at the valet and trying to observe his ghost made him retch. The green hat God wanted to turn his head and not look. However, the disgusting voice penetrated into his ears and grabbed his two eyeballs from inside his brain, making him unable to dodge.

"The Blue Ridge Mountains, the xiannadu river."

The death attendant was singing and dancing, and his face was full of his own "charming smile". He walked to the ghost step by step with the beat, just like walking on the country road home.

His special boots were rubbing on the ground, rubbing, like the steps of the devil.

Su Ming twisted officer Corrigan's face to himself and said solemnly, "don't look with your eyes closed, and don't listen with your ears covered. This rural road will not take you home. It will only take you to the" happy hometown on the other side of the great river. "

The detective gave a bitter smile. He even scared the smoke out of his mouth. He covered his ears, but he could still feel a cheap force all around him. Something was rolling in his empty stomach, and a stream of sour gas gushed up the esophagus.

He listened to the bell's advice and squatted down to hold his head and defend himself: "this is just Tu Cun Lu. How can anyone sing so bad?"

"My cousin has lung cancer, throat cancer, tracheal cancer, oral cancer, nasal cancer, and the whole vocal passage is the same as the moldy sewer pipe. Do you think he can sing well?" Su Ming sighed and asked the strangler to block Bobo and the detective's ears with his tentacles. He said melancholy, "I didn't let him play music in the past, just for fear that he would be interested in speaking..."

"ancient life is older than the age of a tree."

Wade didn't think there was anything wrong with his singing, let alone his performance. His rotten lips twisted like fat maggots, and his ulcerated tongue pushed out a piece of sticky phlegm to one side.

"Oh, Pooh! Younger than the mountains, growing slowly like the wind. "

His mouth is very sharp, do a little action does not prevent him from shooting a wink at the ghost at the same time, his hands are still in front of the chest to compare heart.

On the other hand, the man in the green cap is still fighting against the "disgusting concept that may exist". Therefore, he becomes stiff in mid air and falls slowly with the music.

Those who were affected by the revenge mood of Warcraft at this time also out of the control of the ghost, in the face of this terrible breath, constantly vomit, scattered.

The Warcraft people vomited after seeing the faces of the dead servants. The things they vomited formed yellow and green fountains. After falling to the ground, they formed a small river, which triggered a chain reaction. Donna and his party, who were fighting with them, saw and smelled them.

So all the people who took part in the battle, except Harry, vomited.

Harry's condition can't be said to be normal, because she not only felt sick, but also looked happy. She walked back to the bell and tapped her cousin with her hands.

The encouraged Chamberlain was more energetic, and he performed harder. He began to dance around the ghost, lifting his thighs against each other's legs like a steel pipe.Rub, rub spark, rub sexy.

"Cluck... Your cousin is so funny." "Maybe you should send him to America's got talent? If people watching TV all over the country throw up, we can rob the bank and play. "

Su Ming rubbed Halle's head and sighed: "no, I don't usually use this level of killing tactics. You know, in this era, many people watching TV are old people or children. I'm not a killer."

"Hee, it's very kind of you. When animals kill, they will choose to kill the young and old, and only killing the strong is the expression of human nature. I like it."

She put her head on the shoulder of the bell and enjoyed the play.

Yes, she was not happy because she heard the song, but because the superheroes vomited while listening to the songs and watching the performance. She thought that the scene was very interesting, just like a weird and absurd farce. The heroes who came back before her and the monsters who fled from afar all vomited like fountains. How spectacular?

"Country road, take me home, take me to my roots, West Virginia, mountain mother..."

at the climax of the song, the valet has climbed into the body of a ghost like a monkey, and the giant's anger of God is more like a clay sculpture. The big mouth is like a dragon's head, green luminous liquid, and without knowing what it is, it gushes out of his mouth like a waterfall It's flying down.

Wet the ghost, his cape, his feet, his green shorts.

Wade, with his eyes closed, sang in the ghost's ear over and over, and finally, jumping off his opponent's shoulders, twisting in the air and farting into his pale face as a final blow.

"Boom

Maybe this is the last straw that will overwhelm the camel. From the very beginning, the ghost has never been out of the control of that disgusting feeling.

God's anger knelt on the ground, two lines of green blood and tears from his eyes, he has completely collapsed, at this time, his mind is full of the indescribable face of the death attendant, soul stirring songs.

What revenge? What justice? What is predestined?

It doesn't matter. He just wants to live well now. Maybe he wants to go to the countryside, escape the disgusting country road and never come back.

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