Niu Fei Zai Xia

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It’s called an admiration in the old heart.

Can use the pit people so well, and the world is absolutely second to none.

In the eyes of the old man, Wu Hao has evolved from a legendary think tank to an identified profiteer. And it is still black and hot, and it can be the kind of rivers and lakes.

It’s just that one or two hours of time have already allowed these assassins to take the soft confession. There is no punishment, oh, of course, the variant of the sentence is to carry out trauma treatment. The cultivation of the simplest Yuanzheng Temple is so soft that the service of the thorns is almost soft.

Who has received the eye and watched that he was so abused. Waiting, he is still being treated and continued to abuse.

"Do you want to confess?" Wu Hao asked.

Most assassins are willing to confess, including white offerings and black offerings.

However, there is still one who refuses to say at this moment, bite his teeth and want to insist: "Oh, just death! If you want to call a confession, don't even think about it!"

Wu Hao said casually: "Since there are people who refuse to confess, then continue our research and experiment."

"Wow! Liu Laosan! You tmd don't bury your brother!"

The black offering also called: "His name is Liu Laosan, and his family is in Liujia Village, 30 miles away from the north of the city!"

Other assassins are also a bit of a noisy supplement.

The hard assassin’s face turned black and angered: “The Lord is not thin, but it is so ruthless and unrighteous!”

"You have not suffered from the torture just now, you have to try it!" White is full of mouths and blood is refuted.

"Yes! Don't regret waiting for the sharp edge to add!" Other assassins are also a sigh of advice.

The hard assassin still refused to let go of the shelf. Wu Hao walked over and smiled and said: "Are you afraid that your reputation is broken, right? Are you worried that your family will be implicated in retaliation or lack of pension?"

The mouth of the hard assassin is not snoring.

"It's useless, it's useless to use your mouth." Wu Hao whispered to him: "If you want to keep a reputation, you want to be a martyr in the master, there is no hope. I will send people around to say Your first betrayal, and the leaking of the secrets in advance will make your team completely annihilated. Then it shakes out the old master."

"I, I don't want to confess to painting, how can you?" The assassin spoke has been a bit sinister, but still insisted on sticking.

Wu Hao has a pair of hands. It doesn't matter. Even if you don't want to confess, I will put your finger print on the confession. Even the fingers that are smashing down will be your fingerprints. When you post it to the alleys of Wudu Street, especially The gate of the big prince..."

When I heard her say [the gate of the Grand Prince's Palace], the faces of the assassins were all changed.

Some people even looked at each other and felt that someone had leaked the secret.

"In fact, you have my eyes and ears in the early days. If not, how can you wait for the old man?" Wu Hao looked like he was ready.

Everyone was so stunned that they suddenly felt that even if they were confessing, it was not such a bad behavior. After all, people have undercover. Even failure is justified.

The hard assassin listened to his face black and gradually pulled down his head. He realized that he didn't make sense even if he didn't confess.

Everyone thinks so, and the sense of guilt in the heart is much less.

Wu Haochao’s old man arched his hand: "Well, everyone will confess this. I also ask the old man to take the staff and arrange the book."

"The old man has never seen a technique like Zhou girl doing this, admire and admire." The old man readily called the guards under the mountain and took everyone down.

The white offerings and the black offerings were also thrown away by Wu and thrown to the guards, in exchange for the tendon binding.

In fact, even if they are not tied, they have no rebellious mind. The reciprocating torture has long made them two poor pups...

"Hey, Master Sister. The opportunity is rare, let us try again!" A female disciple asked.

Not a girl disciple is attached.

These requests scared the assassins to speed up their steps, and each of them stepped up to follow the guards down the hill.

Wu Hao smiled and shook his head at the female disciples: "Today is almost the same. Don't be too tormented. We can't be too cruel after all, right?"

Still not too cruel? Who is more cruel than you? The old man who left the old heard this sentence, can not help but secretly confessed.

Nothing in the night.

After lunch the next day, Wu Hao received a very embarrassing feedback from the third restaurant: a female disciple went to the third food hall to eat, and the results were too unpalatable.

The third dining hall is the most special arrangement of Wu Hao, an independent canteen under the responsibility of a female disciple who volunteered to cook.

The response is not good, Wu Hao is very curious to go.

When I went to the third dining hall to observe, there were not many disciples who came to eat at the scene. A few female disciples who were chefs stood at the door of the kitchen pitifully. When they saw Wu Hao coming, they wanted to cry.

"Master Sister. Everyone doesn't like the food we make."

"They said that some dishes are delicious, and some dishes are not good."

"Don't worry. There is a saying that it is difficult to adjust." Wu Hao appeased a few words and began to understand the specific situation.

The canteen of this era. It is a standard unified configuration meal.

The young chefs of the third dining hall, according to the habit of the Yuanhe Temple, gave each female disciple who came to eat a meal of two meals.

The leeks of this era are not the big meat dishes of the later generations, just the extent of meat. This is so, for the average family girl is already a very good meal. When many female disciples are in their own homes, each meal is only corn.

Since the starting point of the food in this era is low, why is there a food protest? In fact, the blame Wu Hao ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ before Wu Hao put a lot of money into the Yuanhe Temple to buy people's hearts, but also a large amount of materials rewarded by the emperor, she did not count the cost of the food hall to improve the food level.

The appetite of a person is easily lifted. Therefore, Wu Hao brought up the taste of all female disciples and raised their taste buds. This has stimulated the contradiction of the food in the dining hall. Of course, there are also many female disciples who blame the fact that the education is cancelled.

"It tastes good, how can someone say it is not good?" Wu Hao tasted the dishes in the third food hall in the afternoon, nodded and said: "The dish cooked in the cauldron can reach this level, it is very rare. ”

The lunch is unified with beans, potato and baby. The dishes are not delicious, but they are definitely better than the ones in the other world. Wu Hao’s heart was very pertinent to evaluate.

After talking with the female disciple chefs, Wu Hao basically clarified the problem: it is difficult to adjust.

The little chefs are worried.

Wu Hao smiled and waved his hand: "Small problem, let me think of a way." (To be continued)