Online Game: Lucky Gangster

Outside, everyone in the Cao Ni Ma family has begun to entertain themselves with poems, but in the boss room on the second floor of the Dark Magic Tower, there is a person who is in extreme pain, and this person is Gu Yue who touched the mysterious bead.

Wen Dao.

Just when Gu Yue Wen Dao came into contact with the bead, the small pit where the bead was placed immediately shook, and the boss of the second floor, the Skunk King, jumped out immediately.

Being fumed by the Skunk King's stinky fart, Gu Yue Wen Dao's brain was immediately stunned. Although his brain was not very clear, Gu Yue Wen Dao still maintained the level expected of a master, releasing stealth and preparing to run back.

Who would have thought that as soon as he took a step, he would trip over the gravel under his feet and get stuck in a pile of bushes.

"Damn it, you can't reach it, I, I'll punch your lungs out!"

In the center of the boss hall, Gu Yue Wen Dao was in a stealth state. He stretched out his hand desperately, trying to get the small black box two meters in front of him. It was the player's pager in "Huan Yue". Normally,

Player chat, audio and other communication are all achieved through this pager.

When he fell down just now, Gu Yuewen Dao's pager actually fell out as well, and it fell to a place that was out of his reach.

The cowhide belt around his waist was hung on a tree branch, and he couldn't break free at all. The Skunk King behind him was still farting. Although he couldn't see the Gu Yue Wen Dao in the stealth state, the Skunk King could feel it.

There is a threat in your own space at this moment.

Without stopping at all, the Skunk King's stinky farts continued like this. In fact, the Skunk King didn't know that Gu Yue Wen Dao was right in front of him at this moment.

"Damn it, you still need to push, push,,, push your lungs." While taking the medicine hard to maintain his blood volume, Gu Yue Wen Dao was still desperately reaching for his hands, trying to remove the man in front of him.

He retrieved the pager and contacted Xia Tian and others to come in and rescue him. But no matter how Gu Yue Wen Dao tried to explore, the pager could not be reached.

Gradually, a trace of blue appeared on Gu Yuewen Dao's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and traces of acidic water began to boil in his stomach, and he was about to die.

Gu Yue Wen Dao was in extreme pain, but outside the boss hall, everyone's poetry dialogue continued, reaching a climax at this moment.

I was shocked by Wen Xinghui's poem "Qinyuanchun·Xing". In the poem, Wen Xinghui made the Qin emperors, Han Wus, Tang dynasties and Song ancestors, and even Genghis Khan's bed skills worthless, and claimed that he was talented.

Chen Ying, who is the most obscene person in history, has not been able to calm down until now. This is really a pornographic poetry conference. She huddled in the corner alone and looked at the group of people in front of her. Chen Ying sweated three thousand feet.

, trembling endlessly.

The poetry meeting has been going on for a long time, and now only Xuan Wuye and Qianqian Baoer have not composed poems yet. At this time, it is finally Xuan Wuye's turn to perform. After clearing her throat, Xuan Wuye prepared to compose poems.

Looking at the soy milk fried dough sticks next to him, Xuan Wuye pretended to stroke his non-existent beard and laughed out loud, "Recently, the fried dough sticks have been complaining that Bao'e doesn't like him and only likes Brother Fei, saying that he doesn't have as many wives as he does.

No matter how hard it is, as a good brother of Youtiao, I will point out a clear way for him to find a wife!"

After hearing Xuan Wuye's words, everyone in the Cao Ni Ma family applauded, and even Chen Ying sat upright again. Could it be that after experiencing many obscene poems, someone here finally wants to write a more normal poem? Fenghuaxueyue

This is the eternal theme of poetry. Although it is a bit tacky, it is still normal.

Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted to him, Xuan Wuye nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and spoke like a poet.

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the bachelor is about to die of fried dough sticks. I asked my wife where I can find them, and Brother Zeng points to Li Yuchun."

puff!!

As Xuan Wuye's words fell, Chen Ying fell to the ground without any suspense. Originally, Chen Ying felt that the first line of this poem was good. After all, it was a masterpiece by a famous artist, but he did not expect the second half of the poem.

It was actually adapted into something so evil.

"good!!"

"What a poem!"

"Youtiao and Brother Chun actually go well together."

"Yeah, Brother Chun doesn't have breasts. Do you have breasts, Youtiao? You two can just communicate."

Unlike Chen Ying, everyone in the Cao Ni Ma family cheered loudly when they heard this poem. Falling to the ground, Chen Ying looked at the trembling fat on Fatty Youtiao's chest and shook his head helplessly.

"Now only Bao'er is left. Can Bao'er sing a poem?" Among the crowd, only Qianqian Bao'er was left without a poem. Looking at Qianqian Bao'er, Xia Tian said aloud.

Smiling indifferently, Qianqian Bao'er showed a hint of happiness. Her little face leaned gently on the shoulder of Brother Fei who was leading the way. Looking at Qianqian Bao'er's appearance, Chen Ying immediately understood. This Qianqian Bao'er

I am planning to write a poem related to Fei Ge leading the way.

Looking at Qianqian Baoer's beautiful face, Chen Ying was confused. This Qianqian Baoer was very beautiful, but Fei Ge led the way and looked like Goubuli Baozi, who had been run over by a truck more than thirty times. How could these two people do this?

Together? And it seems that Qianqian Baoer also likes Fei Ge to lead the way. Maybe Qianqian Baoer will reveal their emotional experience in this poem.

Just as everyone was waiting expectantly for Qianqian Baoer to compose a poem, a weak voice suddenly came from their ears.

"God, Brother Tian, ​​help me, help me."

Hearing this voice, everyone immediately felt disappointed. At the most critical moment, Gu Yue Wen Dao, who had just fallen into the boss's room and did not come out, sent a message.

"What's the matter?" With a dark face, Xia Tian said something unkind. Today, Gu Yue Wen Dao first moved things he shouldn't have touched without permission, leading the boss out, and now he came out to interrupt the poetry meeting at a critical moment. Naturally, Xia Tian

accurate.

It was impossible for Gu Yue Wen Dao to know Xia Tian's mood at this moment. Now he was almost unconscious due to the smell. He finally got the pager in his hand and contacted Xia Tian. Gu Yue Wen Dao said in a panic, "God

, Brother Tian, ​​I’m stuck here and haven’t been able to get out. I dropped my pager and I can’t find you. This boss keeps farting. I, I can’t stand it anymore. You should quickly find a way!”

"You figure it out yourself." Xia Tian said with a disdainful snort.

Originally almost unconscious, Gu Yuewen Dao pinned all his hopes on Xia Tian, ​​but did not want to finally get the pager. However, when Xia Tian answered like this, Gu Yue Wen Dao's heart immediately

Become panicked.

"I, what can I do, Brother Tian, ​​you can't do this." In the audio, the screams of Gu Yue Wen Dao were heard continuously, and the sound of the boss's farts could even be heard in the screams.

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"Stay there by yourself. When the boss stops telling us to come in, I'll cut off your audio first." Xia Tian smiled coldly and spoke without emotion.

After hearing Xia Tian's words, Gu Yuewen Dao was immediately panicked, "Brother Tian, ​​you can't be like this, listen to me, Brother Tian, ​​hey, hey, hey, you're such a jerk!"

Click!

Regardless of Gu Yue Wen Dao's screams, Xia Tian resolutely cut off Gu Yue Wen Dao's right to speak in the team.