noffsinger Chapter 133 Give You a Chicken Drumstick
Chapter 133 Give You a Chicken Drumstick
"Girls' tears are precious, please don't cry easily." After Zhang Lang coaxed Le Huizhen, he rescheduled the meeting time.
It was unknown when Ju Ziyin would leave, so Zhang Lang wanted to spend more time with her.
Ju Ziyin gently took off the rubber band on her hair and put it around Zhang Lang's wrist.
Zhang Lang looked at Ju Ziyin in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"
"No more allowed. I won't bother with these ones in the villa." Ju Ziyin's meaning was very clear. This monkey rubber band was a tight hoop for Zhang Lang.
It indicates that Zhang Lang has found someone.
Zhang Lang showed the rubber bands in his other hand and said, "Look, they are so tight that they can't bleed."
Ju Ziyin really didn't expect Zhang Lang to be such a rogue.
Zhou Wenli and the others had puzzled expressions.
Le Huizhen took the initiative and asked, "You have a dog outside again?"
Zhang Lang joked with a smile: "How is that possible? How is that possible? I bring Tianran Dai with me every day. Tianran Dai is watching over you. How can I have a chance?"
"I'm worried because she's watching you." Ju Ziyin knew that Tianrandai was a greedy girl and Zhang Lang could satisfy her by giving her some delicious food.
"Well, I promise not to get involved in any extramarital affairs, okay?" Zhang Lang promised with a smile.
"Men's mouths are deceiving." He Min made an accurate comment.
"Well, it's rare that we're all gathered here today, let's do something fun." Zhang Lang laughed.
Zhang Lang blindfolded himself and asked everyone to hide while he would catch them.
"My dear, where are you? I'm coming."
Listening to the laughter of the beautiful girls, Zhang Lang felt like he had entered the Pansi Cave.
At this moment, when Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, it is no longer a derogatory term.
Even without using his mental power, Zhang Lang easily caught Le Huizhen. There was no way this little girl was about to feed herself into her own mouth.
Zhang Lang had no choice but to buy a few screaming chickens from the mall.
I also bought a few soft sponge sticks.
Take it out and tie it up on several people.
As soon as you walk, the screaming chicken makes a shrill cry.
Zhang Lang felt that it was not enough, so he put a harmonica in their mouths.
If you take a deep breath, the harmonica will sound.
Let’s start the fun. All the oxen and horses working in the company should have played this kind of game.
Set the timer to three minutes.
First, Le Huizhen was blindfolded because she was the most unruly.
Zhang Lang didn't need her to let him go, as she was disturbing his fun.
My plan to take the opportunity to hug them and then identify who they were by their figures fell through.
Then let’s do something tough.
Although the living room is large, it cannot accommodate so many people.
Suddenly there was chatter in the living room.
Look at Le Huizhen standing there, not knowing which way to go.
Zhang Lang took a sip of water, quietly moved closer to Le Huizhen, and sprayed a mouthful of water at her.
Le Huizhen immediately went into rampage mode.
Start an indiscriminate attack.
The little mouth was squeaking.
Everyone's emotions were aroused.
The main thing is that there is no way without mobilization, Le Huizhen is really going to fight.
If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
But it's 200% funnier.
Zhang Lang looked at the usually mature and steady appearance of the people, but at this moment they were being chased around the living room.
Gu Ziyin is just an eighteen-year-old girl.
He was also being chased inside.
Zhang Lang laughed so hard that his head almost fell off.
Huixiang huddled in a corner, shivering.
Le Huizhen yelled: Sweep through the enemy troops.
Then chop the sponge stick in your hand vertically downward.
Split Mount Hua with force.
Sweep the sponge stick horizontally.
You old man.
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Zhang Lang was sitting in the office.
There is no need to check previous cases this time.
Because he wants to check himself.
The police stations have no clue about the bank robbery.
He could only ask his superiors for help and seek help from the special crime team that was currently in the limelight.
Bank robbery is originally the responsibility of the serious crime squad.
This matter was originally part of Zhang Lang's plan.
Just investigate yourself and kill a few bandits.
Hong Kong may lack other things, but it has no shortage of violent criminals.
Before returning, they all wanted to make a big deal.
Only after the return will we avoid starvation.
I don't know how to do business.
I don't want to work to earn money.
This is the only way to make a living.
Now each police station has already identified the target.
Then go and arrest him.
Inspector Xu had already walked in with four people.
Huang Yazi, Li Jiajun, Wang Weiye, Ling Jing (Huang Daming, sniper.).
Wow, the four male gods are gathered in one group: Daniel Wu, Yu Yan, Nicholas Tse, and a high-end version of Stephen Chow.
Although Inspector Xu had a resentful look in his eyes, fortunately he knew that they were in the police station.
"Huang Yazi, Li Jiajun, Wang Weiye, Ling Jing. I sent these four to you. They will be your team members from now on. Come and have a chat."
Inspector Xu left after saying this. He thought about her when he couldn’t see her, and felt annoyed when he saw her.
Before Zhang Lang could say anything, Ling Jing spoke first.
“Team Leader Zhang, I’m Inspector Ling Jing, a sniper from the Flying Tigers.
I have studied the data on Team Leader Zhang's previous killings of gangsters, especially the last case on the cruise ship.
I don't believe that Officer Yako has the ability to hit the target between the eyebrows with every shot.
It's just as I guessed. After competing with Officer Meizi, I found that my guess was right. You are the sharpshooter."
Yazi blinked at Zhang Lang, trying to ease the embarrassment.
At that time, Zhang Lang took all the credit for himself.
Even if he took the initiative and told the truth when reporting to Huang Bingyao.
But in the end, most of the credit was really attributed to myself.
"What does this have to do with your transfer here from the Flying Tigers?"
Zhang Lang smiled and said that Ling Jing was a sniper with good marksmanship. He looked arrogant and very confident.
"I want to compete with you to see how strong a person is who can kill dozens of gangsters." Ling Jing directly expressed his thoughts.
"There's no need. Does being strong matter?" Zhang Lang really didn't want to compete with him.
The main reason is that there is no comparability. He is in the third layer and Zhang Lang is in the atmosphere.
Just like adults don't compare themselves with children.
And after winning, someone like Ling Jing who is very confident in himself will definitely stick to me every day.
"I think I must be better than you."
Zhang Lang said with a nonchalant smile: "Your calculations are wrong, Ling Jing. Our serious crime team only has .38 rifles, but no sniper rifles."
"Also a good sniper is fed by bullets. It might be a wrong decision for you to come here."
"No, I don't think so." Ling Jing wanted to continue.
Zhang Lang interrupted him and said, "You and I are not on the same level. Didn't you notice that the bullets in those bandits' brows were shot exactly in the right place?"
Ling Jing's pupils contracted.
"You didn't even notice this, how can you beat me? And I just grabbed that gun randomly, it's not calibrated at all. Can you use an uncalibrated gun and hit the same spot every time?"
Zhang Lang said to the other three people, "Welcome to join the special crime team. Our mission is very simple. We will solve cases that others cannot solve, and we will catch people that others cannot catch."
"Yes, sir." Li Jiajun looks about the same age as Zhang Lang.
Li Jiajun looked at Zhang Lang, who was better than himself, and was full of admiration for him.
Zhang Lang looked at Li Jiajun, who was shorter and thinner than him, and Wang Weiye, who looked a little haggard.
I feel that their looks are only slightly worse than mine.
Zhang Lang said inwardly: A narrow victory, a narrow victory.
"Oppa is still the most handsome." The innocent voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"I'll give you a chicken leg." Zhang Lang replied immediately.
Tianrandai's eyes lit up.
"They are not as tall as Ouba."
Zhang Lang: "A bag of spicy noodles. Please continue talking. I can bear it."