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Chapter 1100 I want to use it to paint the ceiling

Whether it is Brad in front of you or the salted fish in the live broadcast room,

Everyone seemed to be very confused about Mo Ran's behavior of knocking such a precious thing into powder.

But Mo Ran was also puzzled:

“【Anchor v】: Have you ever seen it before?

Are you sure it was not a big piece at first, but it became so small after being cut into pieces?

It was originally a decoration, why can't it be cut?

If I can't cut it, what do I want it to do? Will I buy it for supply?"

Live broadcast room:···

Damn, I can always be speechless by the anchor.

How do they do this?

They have never seen the original appearance of this thing!

And this thing is just placed in a transparent safety cover, which seems quite boring?

A bunch of salted fish was confused and didn't know how to answer.

Mo Ran in front of the live broadcast camera was satisfied-

That's how obedient it is~

The man who looked at the other camera had left the company and was in the car now, and she didn't care.

I just thought that Yi Beichen had something to do in business and had to go out.

I'm not watching the big screen in the live broadcast room.

Mo Ran took back the "Heart of Love" from Brad,

After looking around, I picked up a small hammer,

It was almost like he was about to hit the thing in half with one blow.

Brad, shocked, finally came to his senses and stopped her with fear:

"No, no! You will smash other places like this! Just a little powder, I'll smash it, I'll..."

Carefully took the little hammer from Mo Ran's hand,

Brad looked at the "Love Heart" on the workbench for a long time, but he still couldn't bear to start.

Mo Ran waited patiently for nearly ten minutes,

Finally I was too lazy to waste my time.

Take the hammer from Brad, who is still alive,

Before the other party could stop it, he directly hit it with one hammer.

Smashed the small piece on the edge.

The crisp "bang" sounded so shocked that Brad almost jumped up.

Looking at the moment, two gems that turned into one big and one small,

Brad hurried over and picked up the big piece and checked it carefully.

The distressed expression on his face almost made Mo Ran think that she had beaten someone's wife.

I picked up the much smaller half on the table with a little speechlessness.

Mo Ran found a small copper bowl, threw it in, and then beat it again.

Brad had no time to stop it, and watched the pieces of the whole piece of gem that were one-fifth the size of a whole gem turned into a pile of powder.

Stamping his feet with pain:

"It's so wasteful! It's just a little powder on the saw blade, so how can I use so much!!"

Mo Ran continued to pound the pile of powder even more shattered:

"I know, but I want to take the extra powder back to apply to the ceiling of my home."

Brad:··???

The live broadcast room is full of salted fish: excuse?

If you can understand that you want to make a diamond ring before,

Damn it is 1 billion... One fifth is 200 million.

What a terrible operation is it to use the gems I bought for 200 million yuan to smash them into the ceiling!!

A group of guys who don’t understand the world of rich people are so tired that they can’t complain.

Only Mo Ran continued to grind her expensive gem powder while still,

While explaining to everyone seriously:
Chapter completed!
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