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"boom--"
There was a dull thud, and Gallagher fell silent as he watched the brick in his hand break into two pieces.
Isn’t this even dead?
It’s not surprising that he didn’t die, but... why were the bricks broken?
In his imagination, the thing that was shattered at this moment should be his brain, which turned into Crow Sauce and was sent to Liumeng Reef!
Didn't you see that Mian Mian was hiding secretly and eager to try to wash away the shame? !
Cheng Che raised his hand and touched his aching forehead, looking at Gallagher expressionlessly, "Is this the death you want me to suffer? It's unnecessary!"
Did you know that the free fall of the star core didn’t even cut his head?
Gallagher threw away the brick, looked around, took out a piece of tissue paper from the table and handed it to Cheng Che, "Wipe it, your nose is bleeding."
Cheng Che covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, his eyes full of condemnation, mumbling as if cursing someone, "You don't know how to make friends at all, why don't you push me down, it's as if you can kill me if you slap me, what about the hound, bite my aorta!"
Gallagher calmly tied two black bags full of garbage together, held them in his hands, and then turned back to check the sanitation on the rooftop. He stood beside Cheng Che and whispered, "Why did you bite the aorta?"
"I'll die soon." Cheng Che replied calmly. He touched the tip of his nose and found a wet tissue to wipe his face. "Thank you for showing mercy. I can't have such a beautiful nose..."
Before he finished speaking, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Gallagher was as calm as ever. He raised his hand and pushed the young man off the roof. "You won't die anyway, right?"
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Chapter 733 You have a bad mouth!
"My whole life, I've been walking on thin ice."
The tall young man sat behind the railing, with a pair of long legs hanging down through the gap in the railing. He swung his legs and sighed heavily, "I never thought that I would die in such an undignified way in my life."
As he spoke, the young man looked down at himself.
There's nothing wrong with that. I changed into a black sportswear today, with a soft dark grey sweater underneath. I also have my backpack with me, but...
Cheng Che raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, then turned to look at the man sitting casually against the railing, "Friend, I always feel that you are very malicious towards my nose. Is it because my nose bridge is too high?"
Hearing this, Gallagher looked away in disgust, "Aren't you going to die? If you die now, what next?"
"Just hanging out." Cheng Che swung his feet, put his chin on the railing, hugged the two metal railings and said calmly, "So many people came in to play, I want to play too."
As he spoke, Cheng Che looked down and touched the tip of his nose.
I always feel that my nose is full of disasters. First, it was hit by a brick, and then it was pushed down the stairs and hit the ground.
It didn't seem to hurt much, but...
Gallagher definitely had something against him!
He didn't provoke Gallagher, did he?!
"That's it?" Gallagher finally turned his gaze to Cheng Che, looked at him in disbelief, and repeated, "That's it?"
He was so determined to seek death that he scared Mianmian so much that she turned around and ran away, just to visit Liumeng Reef?
Is Liumengjiao a commercial street in the city center?
Have some fun when you have nothing to do?!
"That's it." Cheng Che nodded calmly. His serious look was very intimidating. "What else can I do? Do this and that in Liumeng Reef and finally become the crow that saves the world?"
At this point, Cheng Che paused, raised his hand and patted his mouth, "Withdraw, withdraw, this can't be a bad mouth."
Let's leave saving the world to the trashy Star. He is too pampered to do such things. It's better for him to be a well-fed and fun-loving crow.
Gallagher: ...
Gallagher looked at Cheng Che calmly, "Why did you insist on coming in? Are you that curious?"
As he spoke, Gallagher fished out two extra cans of beer he had just picked up on the rooftop from Cheng Che's bag, and opened them with one hand as usual.
"Be better to be careful. It's easy for water to splash out like this. If it splashes out, it will spray all over you, and both the left and right parts of your chest will be wet. It's so unsightly." Cheng Che muttered casually, and habitually took out a tissue and folded it into a square shape, intending to use it to hold the wine can while drinking.
It's always easy for a few drops of liquid from cans to splash out and flow down the can, then stick to your hands and become sticky and uncomfortable.
Before Cheng Che could fold the second tissue, Gallagher had already opened a can of beer.
He lowered his eyes and watched the beer, which violated the laws of physics and turned 180 degrees in the air and sprayed onto his shirt, and fell into the greatest silence of his life.
Cheng Che tilted his head and looked at the wet mark on the left side of Gallagher's chest. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the tissue over and said, "Wipe it?"
As he spoke, Cheng Che did not forget to explain, "It's not that I'm not considerate and won't wipe it for you, it's just that this position... is very awkward, how can I touch your chest muscles?"
It's really embarrassing and a bit conspicuous.
Gallagher took a deep breath and finally came to his senses.
He took the tissue from Cheng Che's hand, bit the edge of the wine can with his teeth, pulled the shirt apart from his skin with one hand, and wiped the shirt roughly with the other hand.
Cheng Che drank slowly while holding the wine bottle. He secretly glanced at Gallagher's movements and couldn't help but yell, "Be careful, the bottle might fall. If it does, you'll have to change your pants right now—"
"Snapped--"
A soft sound.
The wine jar that Gallagher was biting on fell instantly. Because Gallagher was sitting against the railing with his legs bent, the wine jar tilted in front of his chest and then fell with a plop at the junction of his two trouser legs. Wine gushed out, making the whole trousers wet.
Gallagher: ...
Did you go out without checking the calendar today?
Gallagher took a deep breath and tried to restrain himself from cursing, "You have a bad mouth!"
"Ah? Don't you know?" Cheng Che seemed a little surprised. He looked at Gallagher suspiciously, then took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him. "I have a bad mouth."
How could anyone not know this?!
Besides... on the one hand, he couldn't control his urge to talk, and on the other hand, he was addicted to this behavior.
People who live by rules always need some unexpected things to stimulate themselves, otherwise what is the difference between them and screws?
Cheng Che secretly glanced at the three wet spots on Gallagher's body, then looked away, took a sip of wine, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about, only his shoulders were shaking rapidly.
There was darkness in sight, and the empty space under my feet seemed to be a deep hole that could be easily fallen into.
A head suddenly came into view. A pioneer who appeared out of nowhere stuck his head into the railing and tilted his head to look at Cheng Che, "Why are you laughing secretly?"
"Stupid!" Patting Xing's head with one hand, March Seven secretly glanced at Gallagher and analyzed seriously, "It must be another bad omen!"
Gallagher stood up, turned his back to the two little girls who suddenly appeared, and tried to wipe his pants. He then raised his hand to wipe his shirt, feeling angry.
Logically speaking, an old uncle like him who has experienced the world should not have such lively mental activities and emotions, but he really can't help it.
It's probably the feeling that even though you're old and tired of everything, you still can't help but smile when you see a cute and lively child.
Oh, that’s not right. What a lively and cute child! It’s obviously an annoying crow!
Cheng Che looked at Xing's movements and couldn't help but frowning, "Will your head get stuck in the railing?"
Kneeling on the ground, putting your head into the gap of the railing, holding the lever with both hands, this action...
It looks a bit dangerous, the kind that requires calling the firefighters.
star:……
The crumbs on Xing's face disappeared instantly, and the palms that were holding the railings couldn't help but rub the metal railings in their hands.
After thinking for a moment, she held the railing with a little force, trying to pull her head out of the gap in the railing that seemed easy to get in and out.
After trying twice, Xing's expression suddenly turned into a look of despair, and she complained: "Help, I'm stuck on the railing."
Cheng Che blinked his eyes, "Don't blame me, I've known since I was a kid not to measure any gap with the circumference of my head."
Xing spread his hands, completely throwing himself into a mess and waiting for rescue, "Is it my fault?"
Not far away, March 7, who had anticipated the bad luck, had already got reinforcements from somewhere - Ji Zi and Walter.
March 71 held the hands of two parents on each side and ran over quickly, shouting, "Xingxing! Hold on!"
Chapter 734 Ahhhhhhhhhh
Five minutes after Xing's head was stuck on the railing, Cheng Che finally sensed the danger and pulled his legs out of the railing.
He squatted next to Xing, resting his forehead on the railing, and asked curiously, "Interview, what made you want to stick your head in there?"
"Maybe it's because I saw your shoulders shaking, and I thought you were crying because of Gallagher's scolding." Xing spread his hands, his face was calm, even more expressionless than Cheng Che's, "It's a pity that I was worried and wanted to comfort you, but in the end you cursed me."
Cheng Che nodded suddenly, "That means you don't understand me at all. Although I don't have face, I still have to save it occasionally. I will hide secretly when crying."
At this point, Cheng Che narrowed his eyes, "You obviously just want to see me having fun."
star:……
It’s been exposed, but it doesn’t matter, we are all good friends!
Xing poked Cheng Che, "Then can you rescue me? I don't look good with my pout on."
Cheng Che took a look and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay. Did you forget that I just put a coat on you? You won't be exposed now."
Xing blinked her eyes, glanced at Walter, March Seven and Ji Zi who were happily eating melons and watching, and opened her mouth, "Please."
Cheng Che was so satisfied that he even snapped his fingers.
He tilted his head and looked at Xing, saying seriously, "Now you have a few options. You can listen to them."
"Speak." Xing sighed heavily, feeling that this posture was really tiring for his neck.
I don’t feel it normally, but once I get stuck, all my attention is focused on my neck and my head starts to feel heavy.
It seems there is still too much water in it. I'll pour it out when I get back.
"First, ask Gallagher to find the tools. You'll have to wait a little longer, but it's safe." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. His words were clear, but his logic was weird. "Second, ask Walter to make a small black hole, but it's easy to miss. After all, I plan to stand up and stretch my body later. Maybe he'll lift my arm and sigh."
Xing took a deep breath, "What else?"
"Find some ice on San Yue Qi. As long as it's cold enough, the railing will break if you knock on it, but it's easy to freeze you. By then, your whole body will be frozen into the color of Xiluwa's stockings." Cheng Che continued.
star:……
If it weren't for the second half of the sentence, she might have chosen this option.