"I have a few good bottles of red wine in the wine cabinet below." Mu Ke asked with a smile at the right time, "I took it to wake up, how about drinking together?"
The red wine was brought up and the glass was changed. The group of people who were not good enough to drink were quickly drunk. Fang Dian, the one who shouted the most fiercely because he drank too fast, was the first to fall. Before he fell drunk She also pointed to Georgia and Armand over there with a deep face: "... I didn't expect ah, I didn't expect..."
"You two foreigners, you drink so much, your heart is so bad, hiccups, you actually get me drunk!"
Georgia, a bad-hearted foreigner who was filled with a lot of alcohol by Fangdian but was not drunk because of his good alcohol intake, honestly admitted his mistake: "... It's rude."
Armand was actually a little drunk, but he was drinking well and could barely maintain his manners. Now he was looking at Mu Sicheng who was drunk and went crazy after he was drunk.
He was so naive to be angry with such a person before.
The drunk Mu Sicheng raised his hands and shouted arrogantly, "The prince is my defeated man!!"
Armand quickly yelled back in anger: "Who is your defeat, you drunk monkey!"
"Armand is drunk." Georgia pressed Armand apologetically, "I will take him away later."
Lu Yizhan, who didn't drink much, smiled helplessly: "It's okay."
"Before I leave, I will bring the present to you." Georgia put the two bags that he had kept beside the shoe cabinet on the table. His movements and tone were very light, and he didn't seem to think what he took out. "Some care, hope you like it."
Georgia took out the contents of the bag.
Bai Liu's eyes stuck in an instant, and Lu Yizhan almost squirted out the soup, even Mu Ke stiffened.
The drunk Fang Dian looked closer, touched it, and said in a daze, "What is this, a golden statue..."
On the desktop are two golden statues, one is Bai Liu, the other is Lu Yizhan, one arm is as high, golden light overflows, Bai Liu’s is his single, Lu Yizhan is two people, he is wearing a black suit. He was holding a bride with a fuzzy face beside him.
"This is the meeting ceremony of Bai Liu's friends." Georgia said in a calm tone. "This is Mr. Lu's meeting ceremony. Because I didn't know the appearance of Miss Fang Dian before, I had not had time to sculpt the face. I will leave the craftsman here to imitate Fang Dian. The face of the lady is carved."
"No need!" Lu Yizhan waved his hand in horror, "This gift is too expensive, we can't accept it!"
Bai Liu narrowed his eyes and pointed to the sculpture of Lu Yizhan sharply and asked, "Why is his double-sized one, which is twice as heavy as mine?"
"Don't take other people's gifts for granted!" Lu Yizhan roared and patted Bai Liu on the head, "Give me a good rejection of other people's valuable gifts!"
"Please don't refuse." Georgia was sincere. "You and Bai Liu are both people who have helped Guluorun country. If you can't even give out the gratitude of Guluoren's ordinary family, it would be a humiliation for us. ."
Lu Yizhan collapsed and covered his face: "!!!"
Is your ordinary family's gratitude already at this level!
This is ridiculous! !
"Then accept it." Bai Liu said, and calmly stretched out his hand to take the sculpture. "A friend's gift, there is no reason to refuse."
At this time, you admit your friends quickly!
Lu Yizhan couldn't laugh or cry to stop Bai Liu from reaching out his hand: "Really can't..."
Georgia stared at the landing station: "Are you really going to humiliate us with rejection?"
Lu Yizhan: "..."
Georgia, seriously.
In the end, I still want it.
"So why is the gold sculpture of Lu Yizhan made for two persons?" Bai Liu asked sincerely, "I should have done more to Gu Luolun than him? It stands to reason that I got twice as much gold as his."
"Because Mr. Lu is a wedding ceremony." Georgia explained, "So it's a couple."
Bai Liu stared at the double-sized golden sculpture on the table, stroked his chin, and glanced at the spades who had been eating silently, and fell into deep thought.
"So can you get a double-weight gold sculpture when you get married?"
Spades: "?"
Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu's familiar calculating eyes, with an unknown premonition: "What are you going to do, Bai Liu..."
Bai Liu muttered to herself: "In that case"
He turned his head to look at Georgia, and said seriously: "I am going to get married, Georgia. Give me a double gold sculpture. My boyfriend is 1.9 meters. If you make it in proportion, you should spend more gold..."
Lu Yizhan collapsed: "Don't get married frivolously for this kind of thing!"
After giving out the gold, Georgia left with Armand.
"It turns out that marriage can still have this kind of bonus to eat." Bai Liu thoughtfully, "Even the gold is doubled. No wonder everyone wants to get married..."
Lu Yizhan lay face down on the sofa. He was as exhausted as he had fought with a hundred elephants: "... Except you, no one will marry for this kind of bonus."
His vacation is gone again...
Lu Yizhan thought with tears, ooh, I want to get married!
The next day.
Hangover Mu Sicheng woke up from the sofa with a dilapidated headache. He found that he had a small gold sculpture the size of his own hand beside him. The sculpture showed him being furious and frustrated when he was hit by a punch.
"??" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily holding up the small sculpture, "Which stupid man carved the appearance of me being beaten up?"
Just getting up, Bai Liu, who was holding a cup ready to pour hot water, swept away, and said casually: "Oh this, I passed it to you last night by Armande."
"Said it was the appearance of you losing to him, so that you can remember the appearance of your fiasco."
"Who is defeated! It is clearly his own goodness to lose!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that he would throw the sculpture out of the trash can on the spot, "Who wants the dog stuff he gave?"
"It's a pure gold sculpture." Bai Liu held the hot water cup and added the second half without any haste, "You can give it to me if you don't want it."
The movement that Mu Sicheng wanted to throw froze, he let it go slowly, hesitated for a long time, took a bite on his mouth, and then said dumbfounded: "Damn, it's soft, it's really pure gold!"
"Yes." Bai Liu replied slowly, "After all, he is a prince."
The meeting gifts for friends will not be too shabby.
"Clean up and enter the game." Bai Liu raised his eyes and said in a calm tone, "Today, the draw result of the next playoff game is out. We are going to prepare for the next game."
In the game, the meeting room of the Wandering Circus Guild.
Wang Shun rushed into the meeting room. He took a deep breath and put his hands on the tabletop: "The result is out."
Everyone's eyes looked over.
"Deer hunter." Wang Shun's face was tense visible to the naked eye, "Our opponent in the next game is a deer hunter."
The General Bureau of Heretic Processing Bureau, the lowest underground floor.
The detainees here are very dangerous, and no reasonable containment method has been found. As a heresy who is over-detained here, only captain-level people can take the elevator and come here.
After the riot in Bailiu, the security here has been further strengthened. To come here, in addition to requesting the position of captain, you have to fill out a series of application forms and even bring a surveillance ring.
After Cen Buming put a surveillance ring on his wrist, he swiped the elevator with the captain's ID card and pressed the elevator button on the bottom floor.
As the elevator went all the way down, he was wearing the uniform coat of the Heresy Bureau, with a blindfold on his left eye, one hand around his chest, and he was silent. There were blood stains on the hem and boot surface that hadn't been cleaned. The surveillance ring came from the team members. Voice: "Team Cen, you can only stay for fifteen minutes."
"Yeah." Cen answered indifferently, "I know."
The elevator finally reached the last floor and opened slowly. It was pitch black in front of him. Some heretics were not suitable for being imprisoned by the light. Therefore, it was always pitch black here. Only on both sides of the middle road, there would be faint lighting and air. There is a fishy smell of seawater in it
The same disgusting breath on Bai Liu's body.
Cen Buming walked in. The soles of his boots hit the metal ground with steady and orderly footsteps. There were unspeakable things surging in the darkness on both sides, but the moment they approached Cen’s unknown, it was like He smelled the danger from a more dangerous kind, and shrank back.
The smell of sea water in the air quietly dissipated again.
Cen is unknown as if he hadn't noticed all of this. He walked in calmly through the darkness, listening to the footsteps and sighed, if he didn't know that the prisoners here are very dangerous, and there is no heresy who has found suitable containment and handling methods. , He would think that their Cen team is not at the bottom, but walking on the training ground.
Of course, the tyrant instructor of Cen team generally wouldn't do such time-wasting things.
However, the Cen team generally does not go to the last level. Although he has the authority, he is extremely disgusted with this place.
"This kind of uncontainable and extremely dangerous heresy should be put to death in time." Cen commented on this last level of heresy indifferently, "Otherwise, these monsters will cause greater harm one day."
At this time, Captain Su Chao will disagree and fight for reasons: "This is inconsistent with the idea of the Heresy Handling Bureau!"
"The purpose of our existence is to contain and deal with heretics, not to execute heretics indiscriminately!"
"You mean this is from the naive idea of the prophet who died ten years ago?" Cen Buming sneered. "Everyone else is dead, and this idea should change."
"This kind of naive idiot who tries to save even heretics will not end well."
"You!" A good-tempered person like Su Chao would be so irritated by Cen that he took a deep breath, "Cen team, I know that the second team mainly goes out on the field. There are many times when they are confronted with heretics, more or less. There are all casualties, and it is normal for you to have grievances against heretics."
"I also know that you really hate the prophet who built this mechanism."
Yes, the Cen team hates everything about the prophet so much that as long as a team member mentions it, even if it is just a small chat, he will coldly interrupt the opponent: "Don't discuss a dead person in front of me."
This is one of the reasons why few people know the existence of the prophet in the current game.
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The next book will enter the boss battle, and the fight will be more fierce. I sincerely recommend that you save it till the end and watch it.