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Put it in the room!
Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi and raised his chin towards Dan Heng who was silent beside him. "Go find Dan Heng, he is omnipotent."
Hearing this, San Yue Qi turned his gaze to the cold-faced Xiao Qinglong, his eyes full of anticipation.
Dan Heng was stunned, and was speechless for a moment when he looked into San Yueqi's eyes.
how?
Now Dan Heng not only needs to use his brain and hands, but also needs to do manual work?
Dan Heng pursed his lips and pointed a finger at Sang Bo, "He can do it too."
San Yue Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Sang Bo, a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Really?"
It doesn't look like much.
And Sambo is...
Irregular!
"No, sister." Sangbo smiled with his eyes curved, supporting his body on the bed with his hands, "I, Sangbo, am a reseller..."
"You can." Dan Heng raised his eyes, his gaze deep, "Your little bomb is not a simple thing."
Sambo: ...
"Small bombs and machines are two different things." Sambo looked embarrassed and explained seriously: "Although they are related, they are not very different."
A trace of disappointment flashed across San Yue Qi's eyes, and his gaze finally returned to Cheng Che, "Then it's still you. I'm not angry even if you curse me..."
So it’s not too much to be a small dumpling, right?
Cheng Che glanced at San Yueqi's head and said, "I'll make it for you when I'm free."
Well, donated a pillow.
This business is not losing money.
San Yue Qi's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Okay! I also want to be like the little crow, that can talk when I touch it, but..."
At this point, San Yue Qi's eyes flashed with doubt, "You've just gotten started, can you make an artificial intelligence voice system?"
Hearing this, Dan Heng on the side also looked over.
Cheng Che tapped the little crow's head with his fingertips and said, "I just used a voice changer to record it."
Record several audio clips and play them randomly.
March 7:…
"It's crude and simple." San Yue Qi pursed his lips and patted Cheng Che's shoulder, "But it works."
This answer was indeed something she had not thought of.
It is indeed entry-level for beginners.
"Is this a crow?" Natasha frowned slightly and looked at the small ornament on the table with doubt in her eyes, "A mechanical crow?"
Cheng Che raised his eyes and said, "Yes."
Natasha thought for a while and shook her head, saying softly: "There are no such creatures in the lower area..."
"We will have it in the future." Sanyueqi patted Natasha's shoulder with a smile, looking relaxed, "We have got the star core, and we will have it after the furnace core is opened."
Although it will take some time for the cold wave to subside, but...
There is hope!
Hearing this, Natasha nodded and her eyes fell on the ornaments in Cheng Che's hand, "What kind of creature is a crow?"
Never seen it, just curious.
"Black, likes to talk." Cheng Che looked at Natasha, recalling the habits of crows in his mind, "Still holds grudges."
As soon as the words were spoken, the room fell into silence.
San Yue Qi looked at Cheng Che hesitantly, and finally set his eyes on the gray-haired girl next to him, "Xing, I think this nickname is very suitable for us."
Yes, it fits Cheng Che very well.
He is talkative and vindictive, and appears to be very cold and serious.
Xing nodded and said in a cryptic way: "Since you said you learned how to fight after being beaten in the third grade..."
It's right to hold a grudge.
Maybe he would curse his enemies silently before going to bed.
A hint of surprise flashed across Cheng Che's eyes, and he hung the pendant back on his backpack. "No one can forget a grudge."
"Yes..." A trace of confusion flashed in Sanyueqi's eyes, and he hesitated: "Although I don't know who it is, but I always feel that there will be such a person."
Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi with a blank expression, "That's not called a human, that's called a Buddha."
We can’t talk about God, the gods in this world are quite vengeful.
"Um..." Natasha, who had been silent the whole time, pursed her lips and looked at Cheng Che hesitantly, "Can I use the bird model as the payment for the consultation fee?"
"Ah?" San Yue Qi turned around in confusion and asked, "Why? Do you want the little crow pendant too?"
Something is wrong!
Natasha showed helplessness on her face and sighed softly: "I have a child there, and I don't know where the family has gone, but..."
At this point, Natasha whispered, "That kid somehow learned about pigeons, and he wants to find two pigeons to play with every day, but the lower area..."
No.
There is also a cold wave on the ground, so perhaps there are no such creatures.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Che's eyelids twitched slightly.
Child, pigeon.
Suddenly I remembered a child who was asked to feed pigeons...
Cheng Che was silent for a while, looking at Natasha with confusion, "What's the name of that child?"
"Timmy." Natasha blinked, with a light red in her eyes, "What's the problem?"
the fat is in the fire?
Cheng Che shook his head and murmured, "I remembered a friend of mine who has the same name as him."
San Yue Qi poked his head out and looked at Cheng Che suspiciously, "The look in your eyes tells me that it's definitely not as simple as having the same name..."
Cheng Che nodded and habitually reached for the thermos cup next to him.
He drank the water in the cup and said softly, "Yes... I killed his pigeons."
Chapter 92: Morality and face, how to choose?
"The pigeon is so cute, why do you want to kill it?"
The pink-haired girl tilted her head and looked at Cheng Che, her eyes full of confusion, "It's still a child..."
Cheng Che raised his eyes, "But it tastes good."
Who can resist making two sweet flower-stuffed chickens?
Oh, no, it should be two hundred.
March 7:…
So cruel.
But there doesn't seem to be any problem?
San Yue Qi was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked out, "Okay..."
"I will send the doll to the clinic tomorrow." Cheng Che nodded slightly towards Natasha and said softly, "Thank you, Dr. Natasha."
Hearing this, Natasha smiled a little, "It's okay."
Natasha said as she walked out carrying the medicine box, her voice full of smile, "You all have been very helpful to the lower district."
"It's okay." San Yue Qi opened the door and said with a smile, "We are here for the star core too!"
The door was closed again, and the girls' voices faded away.
Cheng Che took a sip from the thermos cup, but for some reason he was suddenly startled.
He looked down at the liquid containing red dried fruits in the cup, with confusion in his eyes.
After a while, Cheng Che raised his head, his face full of confusion, "What kind of water is this?"
This taste...
"Huh?" Sambo gave a confused look and rubbed his head, "We drank the leftover wine at the club."
The wine I poured for Cheng Che was not finished, so I have to bring it back. I found it from the trash can!!!
Cheng Che pursed his lips, and there was a faint, barely perceptible smell of alcohol on his breath.
"Is there something wrong?" Sang Bo looked at Cheng Che's expression and had a bad feeling in his heart, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Che placed the thermos cup on the table and placed his palm against his cheek, "I'm going to get drunk."
Sambo:? ? ?
Sang Bo looked at the alcohol on Cheng Che's face in disbelief and said in shock, "You weren't drunk the last second! You weren't drunk when you had supper last night either!"
Cheng Che shook his head, his eyes looking exceptionally clear, "I can only drink one glass of wine."
Just one drink, one drink more and you’ll get drunk immediately.
The confusion in Sangbo's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he stared in amazement as Cheng Che slammed his head on the table with a thud.
The dining table slammed with a bang, and the man in pajamas who had just treated his wound fell asleep on the table.
Ten minutes later, Sangbo came to his senses, hesitantly reached out and poked Cheng Che.
There was no reaction at all. If it weren't for the breathing sound, I would have thought he had drunk himself to death.
Sangbo touched the back of his head and looked at Danheng with confusion.