Feng Dagen was at the door of the store, waiting anxiously for news, when he suddenly saw Liu Huaqiang and the others from a distance.

I suddenly felt happy!

He hurriedly ran forward without opening his mouth.

A stench that makes your soul tremble hits your face!

It was as if there was an illusory palm that was yellow in color and oozing with pus, and slapped him hard!

Condensing and condensing the thousands of words he had to say.

"Fuck!"

"You fell into a shithole?!"

Feng Dagen looked shocked, pinched his nose, and quickly took a dozen steps back with a dark face.

But the stench still lingered.

It always lingered on the tip of his nose, ravaging and beating his olfactory cells wantonly.

Just take a breath.

You can't help but feel your scalp numb, your hands and feet cold, and your soul trembling!

I can't help but think about it.

Feng Dagen swore.

Even when I was a kid, the shit pile in the pig pen fermented for less than half a month.

It's far less smelly than that.

Liu Huaqiang raised his hand tremblingly.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒM

With trembling fingers, he gently brushed the wet bangs from his forehead.

A stream of shit juice flowed down his cheeks and into his collar, leaving a smelly trace on his shirt.

He had an expression that said, "There is nothing left to live for, let the world be destroyed."

Yellow hair and red hair look worse.

Their faces were pale, half of their eyes were rolled, their mouths were drooped, and they were drooling.

It's like half of the soul has passed away to heaven, and the body has been hollowed out, looking like a powerless mummy.

He was standing there precariously, as if he would fall if the wind blew.

At their feet.

A winding, wet, smelly excrement mark line spreads backwards.

From time to time, the body will tremble and a stinky fart will pop out of the anus.

With bits and pieces of shit juice.

It flowed down the trousers and gathered in a puddle on the ground.

A swarm of flies seemed to have discovered a treasure.

Sound the dining horn.

It flew in buzzingly and hovered around the three of them, feasting on it.

But the next second, the wings stopped flapping.

The body fell stiffly to the ground.

The passers-by around were stunned, looking like they had never seen the world before, and they all wanted to get closer to see the excitement.

But the three of them seemed to have invisibly opened up the realm of "no strangers allowed, but shit welcome".

Once within ten meters.

No matter humans or animals, their faces would change drastically, and they would cover their noses and run away as if running away.

before.

Liu Huaqiang often fantasizes.

He possesses the aura of a king and can intimidate others from coming within ten meters of him!

But no matter how ferocious he tried to look, he never succeeded.

But now, he did it.

Although done in a flavorful way.

But the process isn’t important... what the hell!

"Feng Dagen, what kind of medicine did you give me?"

Feng Dagen's chest heaved violently, and he cursed angrily: "As soon as I arrived at the store, I had a tantrum, and their farts were like thunder, each one was louder than the other!

That shit can hit farther than a bow and arrow! It smells like a biochemical weapon!!!"

Liu Huaqiang looked excited, pointed at his head and roared:

"Open your eyes and take a good look at me, you sprayed all over my head! I still had my mouth open at that time!!!"

At this point, he completely collapsed.

Liu Huaqiang rushed forward and grabbed Feng Dagen's collar, roaring from the abyss:

"Do you know how disgusting it is? I vomited out all my food in my previous life!!!"

A burst of strong and beautiful Chinese quintessence output, the amount of vaginal discharge has reached a fatal level.

The value of art appreciation is extremely high. It is recommended to recite the full text to improve one's artistic quality and make it easier to win the favor of the opposite sex.

But Feng Dagen's brain was completely blank at this time, no, it was all yellow!

Completely unconscious to enjoy.

I couldn't even hear what Liu Huaqiang was saying.

His five senses seemed to have been lost.

He rolled his eyes and tilted his head, his head trembling and his tongue trembling.

I almost fainted from the smell.

"Fifty...50,000!"

Feng Dagen raised his hand tremblingly, showing five fingers, and shouted these two words with his last desire to survive.

Liu Huaqiang choked on his words, and after a while he said, "Feng Dagen, is this a matter of money?"

"Six...sixty thousand!"

Liu Huaqiang hesitated: "Feng Dagen, this time I really..."

"Seventy thousand!"

"Hey, Brother Gen, you are like this..."

"Eighty thousand!!"

Liu Huaqiang suddenly beamed:

"Brother Gen, my good brother Gen! I'm so sorry. I just spoke in a harsh tone. You have a lot, so don't worry about it."

"Hurry up...hurry up...let me go."

Feng Dagen looked like he was about to die, breathing weakly.

"Okay, Brother Gen."

Liu Huaqiang obediently let go.

Feng Dagen's legs were weak and he fell to the ground, supporting the ground with his hands.

"vomit-"

A rainbow waterfall gushes out of its mouth.

Vomited for a long time.

Feng Dagen wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand tremblingly.

It's better now.

I vomited out all the shit I didn’t poop this morning.

Liu Huaqiang looked worried and asked: "Brother Gen, are you okay?"

Feng Dagen glared at him: "Do you look at me like I'm fine?"

Liu Huaqiang smiled awkwardly, but he was the one who gave me the money.

Even if Feng Dagen wants to shit on his head now, it's not impossible.

Anyway, I was so pissed off once.
To be continued...