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Chapter 1507: Falling Cup is the Number(2/2)

Could it be...is this a trap?

The Hammer Guard glared at his eyes, raised his hand suddenly, and smashed the cup against the wall.

Then, he saw another hand reaching out.

"Why are you so careless? Take the cup."

Zhuang Buyuan handed him the cup again.

"Well……"

The gray hammer official also realized something, and the hammer guard looked at me and I looked at you.

There was a strange silence at the scene.

Both sides felt something was wrong.

The gray hammer official stepped back and said, "I...I'll go and bring that slave up!"

"Hmm? You have to go in person, just shout it." The Hammer Guard said vigilantly.

"This..." The gray hammer official hesitated, and the hammer guard had already touched his waist.

A hammer and sword hung around his waist.

As long as the Grey Hammer official dares to leave, he will dare to let the other party splatter blood on five steps.

"Yes...yes, I don't need to go in person." The official of the Grey Hammer laughed dryly, and then suddenly let go: "Oh no..."

The cup fell off again.

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his feet, hooked it gently, and the cup flew up again, landed in his hand, and was gently placed on the table by him.

The gray hammer official was stunned.

"Call someone up." Zhuang not far away.

"Yes...yes..." The official of the Grey Hammer was almost regretting it to death now.

Who doesn’t like promotion and wealth?

But if you don’t have the life to enjoy it, what’s the use of becoming a prosperous person?

At this moment, he found that his situation seemed a bit dangerous.

"Bring...throw that slave!" The Grey Hammer official's voice trembled a little.

But he didn't control his tone, and in fact he still wanted to tremble a little more.

If someone outside finds something wrong, just rush in to save him.

The hammer guard looked at him fiercely, as if he would give him a sword whenever he had any abnormal movement.

The Grey Hammer Man is very powerful in combat, but he is not a warrior!

Hearing his voice, the people outside were stunned for a moment.

After all, I had agreed to take the knife and axe hands to cut it out.

But now, why are you going to let the slaves come on stage again?

Unfortunately, the people outside did not notice any difference, but just thought that the plan had changed.

Soon, the door opened and a slave was pushed in.

When he saw that man, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly stood up, looking extremely excited.

The man also screamed excitedly when he saw him.

"Master, you are here to save me!"

"Uh... who are you?" Zhuang Buyuan looked puzzled.

"The owner of the manor... don't you know me?" The man's expression immediately turned into a mourning face.

"Do I know each other?"

"I am Brother Wen! I am the first to eat your tomatoes and I want to cooperate with you to produce hair fluid. Unfortunately, my dad disagreed at that time..." The man burst into tears and pointed at himself and said, "You really don't know me anymore."

"I only know your T-shirt."

Brother Wen was wearing a T-shirt with the big words "Returning Home in Glory" written on it.

Many times, the manor is leading the trend, and this T-shirt was already a world-class fashion before the catastrophe.

Moreover, each of the T-shirts made by the Weaver Girl in the manor is limited in size and can be sold at sky-high prices.

Seeing this person and hearing familiar languages, T-shirts from the manor, Zhuang not far away knew that he was finally...

Found.

At that moment, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

The long journey is finally coming to the end.

Very good!

"Where are the others? How many people are with you?" Zhuang Buyuan asked, holding Brother Wen's hand.

Brother Wen was about to speak when he heard a "pop".

Everyone turned around suddenly.

I saw Jiye standing up from the chair.

Seeing that Zhuang Buyuan finally found someone, Ji Jun was also happy for Zhuang Buyuan.

He wanted to stand up and celebrate together, but he was so fat now that his butt was stuck in the chair.

When I stood up, I accidentally brought the wine glass on the table next to me.

That "po" sounded loud and crisp.

This wine glass was a glass that the official of the Gray Hammer fell many cups and carefully selected. Its sounded crisp and pleasant, with a loud volume, and it could be heard very clearly.

Suddenly, the doors on both sides suddenly broke open.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!
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