The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

"Oh~yeah~"

As soon as Leng Zheng'ao finished speaking, a girl in the crowd jumped up dancing with excitement.

Such an abrupt and bold scene successfully attracted more than three hundred eyes.

This frightened the woman so much that she staggered and nearly fell to the floor.

Fortunately, someone around her supported her, so she didn't make a fool of herself in public.

"Bao Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

After seeing the person who made such a gaffe, not far from her, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her forties shouted in a low voice.

"In front of the Prisoner, are you courting death by acting like this?"

From the tone of her gnashing of teeth, one could hear how angry the middle-aged woman was at the moment.

Bao Mengmeng is the girl who just jumped up excitedly because of Leng Zhengao's words.

Listening to the prison team's scolding, Bao Mengmeng shrank her neck in fright, and was about to explain a few words for herself.

I heard Qingyue's voice from ahead: "Okay, don't blame her."

It was Leng Zhengao who spoke.

He didn't want to be destroyed by this woman the next moment he said that he wanted to treat everyone as brothers and sisters.

"Yes, I would like to abide by the order of the prisoner."

Hearing Leng Zhengao's words, the middle-aged woman quickly withdrew her gaze, bowed her head facing Leng Zhengao, and responded very submissively.

Leng Zheng'ao looked at the tense and restrained prisoners present, the corners of his lips slightly raised:

"We might as well listen to why she was so excited just now, how about?"

"Follow the Prison Master's order!"

More than three hundred people spoke in unison, and responded to Prisoner's proposal very respectfully.

Leng Zheng'ao was very satisfied with the situation.

He looked at Bao Mengmeng with a smile: "What's your name?"

"Return to Prison Master, I... small, small... the small one is called Bao Mengmeng."

Listening to Leng Zheng'ao's words, Bao Mengmeng was both excited and nervous, and stuttered for a while.

"Okay, Bao Mengmeng."

Leng Zheng'ao's smile deepened a bit, and Qingyue's voice spread throughout the square, "Then, now, please tell everyone, why are you so excited?"

Bao Mengmeng anxiously looked at Prisoner Lord's handsome and unparalleled face, and then looked at everyone's curious eyes.

Taking a deep breath and nodding: "Follow the Prisoner's orders."

"Hmm... the inner one..."

It was obviously a simple matter, but when it came to an end, the girl didn't know how to talk about it.

She watched Leng Zheng'ao's expression nervously and carefully, her small mouth opened and opened again, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, let's start from the beginning."

Leng Zheng'ao encouraged with a gentle smile, "Everyone is very patient, take your time and don't worry."

"Thank you... Thank you Prisoner Lord!"

Listening to the gentle and encouraging words, Bao Mengmeng suddenly gained enough confidence.

She couldn't help but said loudly: "Because the prisoner lord said everything just now, the little ones have all been recorded."

"That's why I was so excited when I heard Lord Prisoner say, allow us to spread the video of your speech to every brother and sister in the abyss."

After finishing speaking, the girl looked at Leng Zhengao nervously, for fear that he would blame her for recording his video without permission.

The other prisoners also looked anxiously at the tall and straight perfect figure in front of them, wondering how he would deal with this matter.

After Leng Zheng'ao died, Leopard Huan and several of his confidants began to look forward to it.

Leopard Huan stared at that figure with burning eyes, and yelled frantically in his heart: "Get angry, lose your temper, lose your temper. Quickly lose your temper!"

"If you don't break the image in the minds of the prisoners, how can this hall jump out and buy people's hearts?"