Happy Little Mayor

Wang Bo couldn't laugh or cry, this guy didn't have a bit of domineering, he would sell cute. But there was a reward for selling Meng, he took a roast chicken and stuffed it, and it flew to the side.

The Zhuang Ding ate quickly, gorged and ate, and then his eyes rolled around. Seeing that Wang Bo didn't mean to share chickens with him anymore, he quietly followed Wang.

After all, the lion and tiger beast is the offspring of the beast combination of the king in nature. It noticed it for the first time and turned back to stare at the strong man.

Zhuang Ding saw that his little movement was found, so he no longer followed, but ran brightly, opened his mouth and barked loudly, staring at the roast chicken in Xiao Wang's mouth.

Xiao Wang was frightened by it, shrank back subconsciously, and chewed quickly with his big mouth, and swallowed the roast chicken like that.

Zhuang Ding was anxious, ran quickly and opened his mouth to grab food from Xiao Wang's mouth.

In front of the food, Xiao Wang finally broke out. He opened his mouth and bit the Zhuang Ding's shoulder at once, and flung his head out of the mighty Mastiff Mastiff.

"Wow, domineering!" Bao Wen cried immediately when he saw this.

Xiao Wang seemed to understand what he was doing after he flew Zhuang Ding. He immediately turned his head and ran to Wang Bo, and then lay on the ground and rolled around ...

"What is it doing?" Eva's eyes were dull.

Wang Bo reluctantly said, "How about you, Jiaojia, this little bastard."

The Zhuangding felt a loss of face, and ran over angrily to find Xiao Wang, who kept rolling in front of Wang Bo, holding his legs as thick as the front legs of the pillar, and lingering there.

Wang Bo was really speechless. He dragged Xiao Wang up and pointed at Zhuang Ding: "You are a few laps older than you, do you know how cute your lion father and mother are? Do you deserve their prestige in nature? Go up , Bit it, it can't beat you! Ten can't beat it! "

Xiao Wang reluctantly stood up and opened his mouth at the Zhuang Ding, just about to yell. The Zhuang Ding stared at it with fierce eyes, and saw that it was withered immediately, and quickly ran to Eva, and continued to sell and seek protection.

"This is the offspring of a lion and a tiger!" Hani sighed.

The overbearing president comforted him when he saw his face depressed: "It's okay, man, really, lion and tiger beast is this virtue, tiger and lion beast is better, I don't know why lion and tiger beast character is so weak."

"I'm eating." Elizabeth opened the incubator and tried the temperature of the mutton. It had cooled down, so she called everyone to eat.

For men, having beer is equivalent to eating. Wang Bo has been drinking beer. They haven't had a bite of meat, and twenty or thirty bottles of beer have dried out.

Eva took apart two chicks called Chicks, and Little Loli robbed her of a chicken leg. The beauty teacher was just scolding her, but she saw that she gave the baby Battier: "Give you this, you have to eat, chicken legs. It's the best, you'll love it. "

President Young said in distress: "You eat it yourself, Daier, I don't like to eat too greasy things."

"This chicken leg is not greasy at all." She rolled her eyes with her eyes wide open. "Look, you have roasted all the oil, you eat it, it is really delicious."

The domineering president looked at the little loli looking forward, and smiled gently: "Bathilson, you should probably try it, this is the food your friend gave you."

President Young shrugged his shoulders and took a small bite from the chicken leg, then shrugged again, "I feel pretty good, but I may not be able to eat a whole."

Wang Bo put on disposable gloves to eat lamb, dip in salt and pepper, and eat with onion rings. The delicate and delicious display of lamb meat is vivid.

This is the first time he has done mutton by hand, but this method is not difficult. The high quality is mutton quality, and the mutton produced by the ranch is extremely delicious.

Others are praising the mutton while grabbing it. This method can make the most of the deliciousness of the mutton. Battier does not dip any seasoning when it is eaten, but only with a bit of salt. It specializes in eating the mutton itself.

The taste of the flower chicken is also very outstanding. The chicken was rotten, and the pheasant, which had a bit of firewood, became oily because of lamb's oil. Battier said it was too oily for this reason.

Around the campfire, they kept eating and chatting, and they stayed together until more than ten o'clock. When Kidd left, he looked forward to asking: "Boss, are you going to do it tomorrow?"

He has just enjoyed playing just after leaving campus, and this kind of training can not only play but also eat and drink, there is nothing better than this.

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Tomorrow you say this after getting up."

There is no tomorrow. When he goes to work on Monday, Kid walks staggered and walks with his legs in his legs. Every time he sits down and stands up, he looks the same as if he wants to fight.

Bowen joked at him and said, "Child, have you been exploded? Oh sorry, you live with two ladies and a girl. It is impossible to be exploded by exploding chrysanthemums, or have you come to tear yourself?"

Kid looked at him bleakly, "No, Mr. Assistant, are you sure you want to hurt each other?"

Bowen also wanted to joke with him. Wang Bo came over and patted the table and tossed him a small brocade box, saying, "Assistant, give it to Mr. Robert, the mayor of Tahiti."

Kid looked at him in surprise and asked, "Boss, are you sure? Give him a gift? Is there a knife in it?"

Wang Bo asked: "You're so interested, or should you come to deliver?"

The hot-blooded young man quickly waved his hands and smiled awkwardly: "You know, the training on Saturday made me sore throughout my body. My God, as long as I sit down, I do n’t want to stand up anymore. Goods like this ... "

Bowen picked up the box and shook it. No sound came out. He said, "Boss, what's in it? Is it necessary for me to run quickly when I get there?"

"Hope God bless you to run fast enough."

Robert started the sunset town like this, Wang Bo can bear him only to blame, this is the meeting ceremony, the big ceremony is behind.

After doing this, he called Sheriff Smith and asked him where there was a place to dispose of the old car.

"The old car you want to scrap? Why?"

Wang Bo said: "I set up a training ground. Now there are only mountain warfare training mode and urban residential area training mode. I want to add a street car battle mode."

Sheriff Smith was shocked. He left a mobile phone number, which was a phone call from an old car disposal plant in Queenstown.

Wang Bo called and asked how to sell the car.

"Don't tease me, talk about catty?"

"Who teases you and sells at the price of scrap steel. This is the market." The manager over there said.

Wang Bo quickly checked it online. Now the price of scrap iron in New Zealand is one ton of 265 dollars. Japanese cars are lighter, and cars are only a little more than one ton. Suv and off-road vehicles are about one and a half tons. The car may be bought for only three hundred or five hundred!

"Ok, here are fifty cars and fifty suvs!" (To be continued.)