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Chapter 180 Everyone has joys and sorrows

A voice of "Brother Wang" deeply pierced Wang's heart. Others called him "Master" just because of my profession. But you, this naughty child, think that my surname is really a master!

Old Wang was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he checked Li Cang skillfully, flipped his eyelids and felt his pulse, but he still jumped or not:

"He has no ball, what should you do?"

There is no doubt that Li Cang fell into trouble, so let's just inherit the inheritance of the sickle hand.

The main reason was that he never expected that the seemingly lively sickle hand had actually been blown out by two earth grenades, and the scary cracks on his head were actually more scary than they looked.

Otherwise, with his experience of having a brief fight with the previous sickle hand in the dark room, this pile of hard bones can even block some of the calcium sucking effect, how could it be shot by a hammer?

A big speechless incident!

This is the third stage of alienation, wouldn’t it be nice to leave a living mouth...

But these details must be left until he wakes up before he has the chance to think...

The sunset is like blood.

Li Cang rubbed his temples and asked in a daze.

“What time is it now?”

"Are you awake?" Old Wang looked at him with his nostrils condescendingly, "The operation is very successful, congratulations, Sister Cang~"

How boring this person is.

"When you wake up, get up to work," said Li Lace: "If you don't have any of your dog legs and your big corpse brother, you won't be able to remove the Ferris wheel."

She was surrounded by various potted plants, some of which were bright and colorful, while others were just a pile of withered branches and vines.

Li Cang was a little surprised.

“All these are to be taken away?”

Li Lace's expression was not very natural: "I've come."

"Yes, yes," Lao Wang said in a controversy: "It's the New Year, and it's not easy to be idle. What a big deal-"

"Shut up!"

"oh..."

Li Cang suddenly asked,

“Have you been to the farm?”

"It's a pity that only a few chickens and ducks are left. The pigs are eaten by the zombies," Lao Wang pointed to the big box behind him, "It's all inside, just waiting for you to wake up."

Li Cang has a hint of unrealistic hope:

"Do you have a cow? The heifer on our island seems to be missing a partner..."

The cow that survived by chance was not a special cow. In theory, it would take at least one love and planting before it could produce milk.

"What are you thinking about?" Lao Wang suddenly felt energetic and said arrogantly:

"Why do you say you are a rural child? You don't understand the fact that you can't raise poultry and livestock after you get a scale? Especially if there are pigs in the farm, the most unlikely one is the cow!"

Damn it, I really pretended to be for him.

Li Cang never dreamed that he would be popularized by such a person for one day, and he felt very desperate.

"Okay," Li Cang said: "Brother Dazi, take the little black skins to do things!"

Small Ferris wheel, this is already a respectful title.

In fact, it can only be said to be a large turntable, with a diameter of about 25 to 30 meters.

Even so, its weight is still amazing.

When Zang Wei found several cranes and had already installed a steel cable pulley set, he took sixty or seventy dog ​​legs and put them down safely and completely on the two large trailers.

Lao Wang is responsible for command:

"It's okay, don't worry about it. Isn't there any wheels on the tires? If you can stick to the edge of the empty island, let it get out..."

"Over there, turn the steering wheel, it's going to hit it!"

"Be careful later~"

Almost all the moving cars on the empty island were made.

Following the two large vans loading the Ferris wheel, they pressed the accelerator with bricks, stones, etc., and moved slowly in one gear.

It is semi-automatic and half-human. When it comes to a turn, everyone has to jump up and down and run around and turn the steering wheel one by one...

"It's like TM's grazing sheep..."

Lao Wang saw a car's butt being hit by the front of the Hummer behind, so the tires were almost off the ground.

"Who, adjust the accelerator in the back."

Actually it doesn't matter.

After these things arrive on the island, they will basically be sacrificed or dismantled into parts. Who cares whether they are scratched or scratched?

Zang Wei sat cross-legged in the large trailer car in front, with a row of corpses covered with curtains lying beside him.

When she came, 24 companions were going to bring back 13 corpses. All the living people were injured. I didn’t know how much it would cost to pray for the treatment coins, so it was difficult for her to accept reality for a while.

Until Li Mingming took pictures of the iron sheet of the carriage below,

"Sister, I'm here, I'm home."

"Ah," Zang Wei sighed, and became a little more vivid, no longer like a sculpture, "Okay."

They have always been very strong and fierce. They dared to rush to the corpse group directly with guns, and returned to their empty island with large bags of picking supplies.

I was silent for a long time and finally burst into tears.

...

After the end, Lao Wang calculated today's income.

He shouted that he was cheated:

"Grandma, a Volvo is 170, why is the Big Ben only 94?"

This time, the sky island was finally on the same horizontal line, and was able to adjust its posture and position at will, which was more convenient for doing things. They brought back a total of 26 cars and 13 trucks. Two of the trucks were full of sloppy loads, and the others were simply empty.

As soon as he arrived on the island, Lao Wang couldn't wait to sacrifice a fraction of it. The number of the car was roughly between 100 and 200, and the semi-trailer truck was at least flipped.

"The rest is kept and slowly dismantled. I have never dismantled a luxury car worth more than two million in my life," Lao Wang turned around and was satisfied. "But it made me so awesome!"

He had already made a draft in his mind, dismantled a bunch of parts and materials, used magic to modify anything, and then converted it through prayer...

"Teacher Cang Lilith, how do you think of Transformers?"

Li Cang was playing the song "Go Home" to count the number of corpses, and where can I pay attention to him?

"Depending on my mouth, my moustache~"

One-third of the dog legs brought out were left on the island, and the remaining two-thirds needed to be repaired.

However, the good news is that there is no need to worry about raw materials this time. Apart from the losses and maintenance needs, there are still hundreds of dog legs left.

Plus the 13 cars I got back from Qiaoshasa Island before...

"A lot of sloppy, more than two thousand."

Of course, this is theoretically.

After all, the entire salary of the dog legs and the underground farms is paid every day, which is very expensive.

After some statistics, Li Cang was satisfied.

Lao Wang stood beside Li Cang, watched the smoke from the stilt house on his island rise into the night sky, and said:

"This is the reason why I'm not happy to deal with people... I look upset and frustrated... I'm so unfamiliar with it..."

"But to say something unconscientious, it should be considered a mixed bag for Zang Wei?"

"The old, weak, sick, disabled, and killed, and injured, will be much better in the future. She will develop for a while. Maybe she will be as good as a big shot..."

"You don't know how quickly she reacted. She blocked the sickle hand in the room and was just a squirter. She had no choice but to be brave, and she was decisive!"
Chapter completed!
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