Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Wang Ping'an hates being deceived the most, not even a crocodile.

With his keen sense, he thought that the crocodile was still in this pond, but he caught all the fish himself, but there was no crocodile?

Is it possible that crocodiles are not fish?

Thinking of this, Wang Ping took out his phone and searched online: Is the crocodile a fish?

Soon, the results came out.

Obviously, crocodiles are not fish, but amphibians and reptiles. They breathe in the lungs and fertilize the body. They can survive on land or in water.

Seeing these materials, Wang Ping felt a lot of gain and gained insight.

Now that you know that crocodiles are not fish, then it's easy to do next.

So Wang Ping's thoughts were concentrated, and he only wanted to catch the crocodile in his heart, whether it was a fish or an amphibious reptile.

In this way, I saw a blank crocodile in the grid of his system warehouse, a look of dementia.

"Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

The three souls are torturing its brain cells.

However, after entering the warehouse grid, it has maintained its appearance, can not move, nor die, nor rot, will always maintain the state when it came in.

Wang Pingan threw ordinary freshwater fish into his own pond evenly, leaving only carnivorous fish and kept in the pond next to the tin hut.

As for the crocodile, Wang Ping'an is going to kill it tomorrow morning.

As for how to kill, I haven't figured it out yet.

After all, will the pigs, dogs and the like picked up every day, and the crocodile killed again, will it cause doubts?

"Worry, it's so hard to find a reasonable cause of death for the crocodile? I really want to buy a copy of" 100 Crocodile Death Laws. "

With this confusion and anxiety, Wang Ping'an slowly entered dreamland, and seemed to have had many dreams, but he couldn't remember one.

I didn't want to get up in the morning, but when I thought that the crocodile was still in the warehouse grid, and it had to die today, Wang Ping got up with a grunt.

The crocodile must die, and if it does not die, the villagers who opened up the wasteland today will not be at ease.

After all, no one wants to be in danger, and when working, there is no crocodile rushing out to eat himself.

So Wang Ping did not brush his teeth or wash his face, so he released the crocodile and threw it on the open space in front of the tin house.

Upon landing, the crocodile instantly recovered from the state of confusion, his eyes showing fierce light, staring fiercely at Wang Ping'an.

It was very hungry and annoyed. After all, he had been hit by a stone and injured after not eating anything yesterday.

And in a blink of an eye, he came to this ghost place inexplicably, and there was an ugly straight-legged creature, staring worriedly at himself.

No, his stomach is too hungry, and he must never let go of this creature with straight legs in front of him, because he exudes a strong food fragrance.

The crocodile has small short legs and long tail, but when it is preying, it is as fast as lightning, whizzing, and with a strong wind, it rushes towards Wang Ping'an.

The open mouth is full of fangs, brutal and terrible.

However, Wang Ping'an did not shy away. He hit his head with a fist. With a bang, the crocodile's mouth closed tightly, and the whole head fell among the rocks and the earth was flying.

The crocodile was instantly stunned by him, and there were countless little stars flying in front of him. He just wanted to open his mouth again, but he saw Wang Ping punching and punching, banging and banging.

In an instant, dozens of punches were smashed, and the crocodile's head was smashed under the ground.

There was a deep hole in the shape of a crocodile's head, which just buried its head, while the body and tail were still there, trembling slightly.

This poor crocodile didn't know what kind of existence he had caused until he died.

"Hoo! Finally solved!" Wang Ping'an saw the scene in front of him, and he felt contented.

It may not feel perfect, and the crocodile's head is about to be covered with a layer of mud, and his head is completely buried in the soil, which shows a pure smile.

Then, he took out his mobile phone, gave the crocodile some close-ups, and then took a few photos with the crocodile and posted it in the circle of friends.

Nine pictures, accompanied by a sentence: "A silly crocodile came from the house and suffocated himself when he got into the soil. There was crocodile meat in the bed.

In Wang Ping ’s WeChat, except for a few relatives and friends, the rest are fans and Shennong Taozi ’s live room customers, all female fans, and some cute boys who think they are female fans.

Seeing Wang Ping finally sent a circle of friends, he rushed over in an instant, and only after I liked it did I have time to comment.

"Wow, the good anchor is so handsome. I haven't seen you live in a long time. I miss you so much! I love you, why!"

"Good guy, your skin is so smooth, you are so handsome when you wake up without washing your face. If you apply makeup and apply lipstick, you must be super handsome! By the way, do you like women? I have a few sets of super beautiful customized models here. You mail two sets? "

"Huh? There is a crocodile behind you, is it a model toy? It's so cute, just as cute as the anchor!"

Everyone's focus is not on one channel at all. Few people pay attention to crocodiles. They are all concerned about some boring and even incomprehensible problems.

Wang Ping's mouth curled up and he glanced at it for a moment before closing his phone.

"It turns out that everyone doesn't care about the cause of the crocodile's death, it's my concern." Wang Ping said.

At this moment, I saw Laiwang and the War Commission appear together and entered the orchard to work.

The two of them saw a big crocodile in front of Wang Ping'an, and they were immediately terrified.

"Boss, danger. Hurry away!" The war commission picked up a bamboo pole, rushed over, rounded it, and beat it on the back of the crocodile.

Slap, two sticks, the crocodile trembles slightly, no additional reaction.

Laiwang was so scared that he had climbed onto the peach tree. He was ashamed to see the brave performance of the war committee. He jumped down, lifted a stone, and ran towards the crocodile.

"Every way, I'm going to throw a stone ... Huh? What about the crocodile?" Laiwang asked slowly, slowing his pace.

Wang Pingan waved his hand and said, "If you do it, don't bother. If I guess it's good, it's dead."

"Huh? How did it die?" The war committee still didn't worry about adding two sticks. Seeing that it really didn't move, it threw away the bamboo stick.

Hearing this question, Wang Ping's eyes suddenly turned on, and someone finally raised the question. Fortunately, he had already prepared for it and had already figured out the answer.

"It suffocated into the soil and suffocated. When I woke up, I saw it dying here." Wang Ping said this reason and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"..." Lai Wang and the war commission looked at each other and sighed silently.

Alas, the boss has invented a new method of death, and finally it was not the crocodile who killed himself. There is progress and it is commendable.