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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh(1/2)

After Ren Baqian finished shouting, he heard Lin Qiaole’s “Ah” sound inside, and then another “Ah” sound, accompanied by the sound of physical collision, and then there was no movement.

Ren Baqian was shocked, and the white rabbit was not working well?

"Wine heart chocolate, who wants it?"

No sound.

Now Ren Baqian has finally confirmed that his ultimate move is not good today.

"What do you want?" Ren Baqian shouted into the door.

If an ordinary person gets married, he will definitely stop the red envelopes here. But the people inside are definitely not playing this way.

“Give us some wonderful performances!”

The sound is a bit mature, and it sounds like it is Jiangnan.

Thinking about the person inside, it should be Jiangnan.

"What are you performing? A big stone in your chest?" Ren Baqian's eyes turned, and he could still work hard. In fact, the electric drill drill Dingding can also perform, but no one dared to watch it.

"I want to see if I drink a thousand cups of water of life without getting drunk!"

Let Baqian stare at me, "The water of life? A thousand cups will not be drunk?" Which bastard? You made me perform a thousand cups of vodka at 96 degrees? Can you still live after drinking it?

I heard this sound deliberately pinched my throat, either Qingyuan or Hongluan, Qingyuan's possibility was even greater.

Ren Baqian took two steps back and waved his head toward the flying cavalry behind him: "Go and remove the door."

Those photographers were immediately confused and broke the door. When you get married, do you break the door? Or are you wrong about it?

After thinking about it carefully, the few people still felt that they might have misunderstood.

No matter what, it is not like to break the door on a festive day. I have never seen anyone get married like this.

Ten flying riders laughed and hugged the corridor and formed a circle: "Old Bark (second voice)!"

In fact, it's just stone scissors, but they call this old man.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

"Bar..."

Ren Baqian's face twitched a few times, and ten people gathered together to stone, scissors and cloth. Do you want to guess next year, right?

At this moment, a miracle happened.

The ten bears gathered together laughed, and a flying cavalry was kicked out of the crowd.

"Go!" Ren Baqian pointed at the brand new security door in front of him.

"Disassembly or disassembly?" Since the flying cavalry was kicked out, he was willing to accept the loss and said proudly.

“Go out!”

"Okay, look at mine!" The flying cavalry pinched his fist, making a sound like fried beans, and then smashed his fist to both sides of the door.

Ren Baqian felt that the entire floor was shocked.

"Oh!" A scream came from the door, like Jiangnan.

I saw two cracks on the walls on both sides of the door, and the place where the fist hit was directly penetrated, and the figures inside could be seen.

The photographers behind them all had their eyes wide open.

Although many people have practiced the fifteenth set of radio qigong and have greatly increased their strength, they can directly penetrate it with one punch... Not to mention how much power this requires, is his hands okay?

However, a scene that caught them off guard appeared even more.

The security door opened quickly, and a woman stepped forward and reached out to hold the bald head of the flying cavalry and pressed down.

"Bang!"

The entire floor vibrated again.

All the ceramic tiles on the floor of the corridor were cracked, and half of Feiqi's head was pressed directly into it.

"Bang" the security door was closed again.

Only a bunch of people were left staring at them.

"Do you want to call an ambulance?" Several photographers trembled in their calves, but they didn't see anyone picking up their brides. What a grudge?

"Crash"

The flying cavalry on the ground stretched out his hands and pulled out his head and shook it, shaking the nosebleed all over the floor.

Ren Baqian's forehead was beating. The one just now was heartbroken. With her personality, she would definitely not do such a thing under such circumstances. No need to think about it, it must be the signing of the empress.

Ren Baqian looked at the two holes beside the door, and one of them was able to put his hand in and open the door.

I guess they won't hit themselves, right?

Ren Baqian smiled and stretched his hand through the hole, preparing to open the door.

Then someone slapped his hands on the back.

The sound was loud, as if he was swinging a round and slapped it hard.

"It's swollen." Ren Baqian stood outside the door with a deep face.

"It's swollen." My heart broke inside and said.

"Oh, it's really swollen!" This was Qing Yuan's voice.

Ren Baqian silently took back his hand, and it turned out to be swollen like a hoof.

The familiar formula and familiar taste, no need to ask, is the empress.

"Brother!" Ren Wannian was amused and cried, and squeezed over Ren Baqian and stuffed a thick stack of red envelopes into it.

Then a low voice came from inside: "Do you want to open the door?"

It was Jiangnan's voice. After all, she didn't understand the situation and didn't dare to do it too much.

"no!"

This time it was the Queen's voice, without any concealment.

It seems that it is impossible to force it, and the red envelope method is not good either, so you still have to be smart.

"Tell me, what are you going to do? Let me draw a story. Don't mention the water of life. Do you dare to let me drink it?" Ren Baqian said.

"dare!"

"Forget it, let's not mention the water of life. We finally got married again, but it's not easy for everyone. Let's have something real."

"It's the second time."

"Well, we were the same that time. We had no one else, so we were the first marriage. We talked well, can we chat?"

Ren Baqian coughed dryly and tried to see Chen Qing, Ren Wannian and a group of photographers all looked embarrassed and sensual. Just today's process of taking the bride, can you show it to others when you take it out?

Now the wedding company has begun to doubt whether they are here to ruin the situation.

Ren Baqian glared at Chen Qing fiercely. Jiang Nan must have proposed this kind of turbulent spirit first, and then the empress was moved.

Otherwise, the empress would definitely not know about these messy things.

"Why do I give you a hint of wetness?" Ren Baqian decided to choose a low-difficulty one, with bright moonlight in front of the bed and two pairs of shoes on the ground, how suitable is it?

"Come on the right lines. If you match everyone's lines, let us be satisfied, then open the door." Jiangnan's voice came out.

Ren Baqian glared at Chen Qing again. Jiang Nan calculated that he was thirty-five or sixty now, so why didn’t he look solemn?

"good!"

Ren Baqian looked focused and waited to see what trouble they made.

"Then it started?" Jiang Nan shouted in the room.

"Let's get started."

...

"You're here?"

Three words, Ren Baqian's mind turned around. What does this mean? Then he asked tentatively: "I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come!"

Ren Baqian:...

Nonsense, where do I go if I don’t come?

But I feel confident. It seems that it is Gu Longfeng, and the line Jiangnan is quite right.

"But I'm still here."

"Since you're here, you have to leave the things!"

Ren Baqian turned his head to look at Chen Qing, his eyes full of inquiries: What?
To be continued...
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