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Chapter 1585: Generous little things(1/2)

The operation to strangle "Hooked Snake" ended in less than 5 hours with the cooperation of Wu Fengji and Stark.

The corpses of "hooked snakes" are floating everywhere on the salt lake of more than 100 square kilometers...

The smoking corpse pieces filled the entire Salt Lake with a strong smell of barbecue.

Stark's childish behavior did not cause Wu Fengji any dissatisfaction.

On the contrary, this female boss of the Gunslingers Club expressed her admiration for Stark...

In a sense, Stark's upper limit represents the upper limit of ordinary humans!

The stronger he is, the more promising the earth’s future will be!

These real super bosses definitely understand...

The Gunslingers Club has already set its sights on the universe...

And it is scientific elites like Stark who determine the future of mankind in the universe!

Stark, finally showing his dignity, landed on the shore in front of everyone's attention.

Although the energy-absorbing umbrella-shaped equipment behind him was emitting thick smoke, making him look like a wreck from a crashed plane...

None of this ruined Stark's good mood!

This is the first time that Stark has really intervened in the battle with Alvin at full strength, instead of just flying around and being a bystander.

This is particularly important for a proud guy like Stark!

Taking off his almost scrapped steel suit, Stark excitedly set off another firework over the Namtso Salt Lake.

Caiwang, who had been watching from a distance, covered his heart and watched the fireworks exploding in the sky. He swallowed hard, decisively took out his phone and pressed the power off button...

"One after another, these rich men all have brain problems...

The Gunslingers Club has created a big trouble for the country!"

The young policeman next to him looked at the ugly-faced old director with some worry, and comforted him in a low voice: "Finance Bureau, this time it has nothing to do with us...

If something goes wrong, the big head of the Gunslingers Club will be there!

We’d better send them out of the Tibetan area quickly, it’s been too exciting to launch steel suits in the past two days!”

Caiwang looked at the huge fireworks disappearing in the sky. He seemed not to hear what the young policeman said...

Instead, he kept muttering, "Twenty million US dollars, two hundred million US dollars...

This is the prodigal, the prodigal..."

Alvin chewed his teeth and watched Stark ruin another expensive steel suit...

Seeing Stark walking towards him proudly, Alvin said in a strange voice: "Our rich man is really powerful...

If you win, you will set off 200 million fireworks to celebrate!

Don’t fight any aliens from now on. If you change 200 million into coins and scatter them, there won’t be any living creatures left!”

Stark, who was in a great mood, didn't care about Alvin's nonsense and satirizing himself...

He happily high-fived Alvin and Frank respectively in celebration, and then looked at Alvin and said: "I have some new ideas, and there will be stronger suits in the subsequent 'Mark Series'..."

You can’t let the world’s richest man go to war wearing outdated models!”

As he spoke, Stark looked at Alvin, a small farmer with serious consciousness, with disdain, and said with disdain: "You have to face your identity...

What’s the difference to you between 200 million yuan and 20,000 yuan?”

After hearing this, Alvin thought about it seriously and said, "There seems to be no difference..."

Both 200 million and 20,000 are quite a lot to me!"

Stark raised his eyebrows and looked at Alvin who was looking for trouble, and said: "You should be happy for me, my Mark series is about to exceed 50 models!

When will your poor character improve?

The original parts inside the steel suit just now have been scrapped, am I going to go to heaven wearing a repaired machine?"

Alvin waved his hand perfunctorily and said: "Yes, yes, Mr. Genius...

Let’s hurry back to the camp…”

As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the Chinese military personnel who were busy again. He shook his head and said, "Leave this place to them...

We'll hit the road early tomorrow morning.

Go to Linzhi and try river fish...

Take a look at the Brahmaputra Grand Canyon...

After that we can go to Sichuan to find a girlfriend for ‘Dabai’!

I have asked Zhang Qiang about it, and there is no demon cave there, nor is there anything too exciting.

Just travel!

Let’s take the kids for a walk, and then go to Sichuan to eat hotpot!

I forgot how many years I haven’t had authentic hot pot...

Hairy tripe, yellow throat, louver, pig brain, goose intestine, duck blood..."

Stark started to drool when he saw what Alvin said. He frowned and recalled the recipe Alvin reported, and said: "I can roughly know what the last three items are...

What’s so special about the first three?

Why do I always feel that these things have strong taste?"

After hearing this, Alvin said with a smile: "Hot pot culture is so extensive and profound that even I, a foreigner like you, can't explain it.

You just need to get your butt settled and follow me to have a taste when the time comes!

Not only hot pot, but also famous late-night snacks!

Don’t you like to eat mapo tofu?

That’s where you get the authentic Mapo Tofu!”

Just when Alvin was fooling Stark, the little "Chilong" ended his mission...

The little thing held its wet nose and sniffed at the corpse vine stuck on its body, and then walked tiredly towards Alvin...

Alvin, who was bragging about the delicious Sichuan cuisine to Stark, suddenly felt something pushing against his calf...

Looking down at the dim little "Chilong", Alvin frowned and knelt down and touched the little thing's forehead...

Feeling that this little thing had overdrawn too much vitality, Alvin hesitated and contributed another bottle of "Purple Potion".

Carefully pour the potion into this little "chilong"...

Looking at the little "Chilong" who was getting better quickly, Alvin smiled and wiped the fin spines on its back, and said: "Don't work so hard in the future, a few fish fry and grass seeds are not worth a lot of money..."

The little "Chilong" pointed its wet nose towards Alvin's face and made a cute "humming" sound...

Then he fell to the ground with his belly exposed, and his limbs trembled as he kicked Alvin's calf...

Alvin smiled and scratched the little thing's belly, causing it to let out a satisfied "hum"...

Looking at the little thing with his eyes closed in enjoyment, his mouth grinned, revealing a gaping tooth that was not fully grown...

Alvin rubbed its head in a funny way and said: "Be more alert in the future, those guys from the Gunslingers Club are very bad!

You are also a dragon in charge of thousands of square kilometers of land. Don’t be too stupid...

You still have to ask for salary, and your boyfriend has to ask them to solve it for you..."

The strong effect of the "purple potion" made the little "Chilong" let out a comfortable "hum"...

Seeing this little thing closing its eyes and enjoying it, Alvin didn't know if it heard what he said.

But he didn't care about this. The dedication shown by this little thing just now made Alvin a little moved.

No matter what kind of preferential treatment it receives, it deserves it!

Wu Fengji domineeringly left the hundreds of meters long fire phoenix in the sky to illuminate the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield...

She slowly walked to Alvin's side, looked at the little "chilong" and said, "This is a real water elf..."

Alvin glanced at Wu Fengji, he sat on the ground and picked up the little "Chilong", squeezed its round cartoon face, and then said with a smile: "It is happy!

Even though it almost died just now, it is still happy inside!"

As he said this, Alvin looked at Wu Fengji and said with a smile: "You are right, this is a water elf!

It should have its own home and its own territory!

Remember to be nice to it..."

Perhaps because he sensed something, the little "Chilong" opened a pair of big, pure eyes and looked at Alvin, with his mouth "whimpering, whimpering" without knowing what he was saying...

Alvin smiled and rubbed the little guy's fleshy face and said, "Remember to ask the sharpshooter to build you a nice house!

In the future, I will go shopping in Crescent Moon Spring and even be a guest at your home...

Your meat is too tender now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold it back and roast you, haha…”
To be continued...
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