C506 A Duel

"Studying it seriously, but I forgot the basics. . . " Guo Feng said as he pushed the door open and came in.

He stood at the door and seemed to be muttering about the indoor hygiene. In the blink of an eye, he looked at the two of them.

There was a stack of instruction manuals placed in front of the yellow root pillar. There were oil brushes and pencil brushes on them. They were drawn one by one. It was obvious that they had put in a lot of effort.

Xiao Qiangbing crossed his legs. When he saw Xiao Qiangbing, he put them down naturally and became much more obedient.

Guo Feng frowned and said, "These four words are burning with anxiety. Safety first. Brothers, what are you guys doing up there? How am I feeling. . . "

It was easy to tell the truth when there were fewer people. Guo Feng said what he wanted to say. He called them brothers.

The few of them were wobbling up there. No matter if they fell down, overturned the roof, or whipped by the steel wire, Guo Feng would be anxious to death.

Only by saying these words at this time could the two parties experience his anxiety and worry.

Huang Guzhu's eyes turned red when he said these words. He kept using his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Guo Feng helped them analyze for a while and told them to rest before doing it again.

He went out and looked like he still had to look around.

Huang Gen was in a daze for a long time. He sighed with emotion in his heart, but he still felt a little worried. "Qiang Zi, the captain must be satisfied, right?"

"Not satisfied my a * s. The smell in our house is even worse than in the toilet. He has been here for a long time. Let me tell you, those who can stay here for ten minutes are my brothers. " He teased.

Huang Guzhu looked around for a long time and saw that his feet were broken and his five toes were all exposed. He said hesitantly, "Yeah, it stinks a little. "

He could already feel the humidity in the room. Seeing that a heavy rain was coming, Xiao Qiangbing understood that the National Peak was in a hurry to build a house.

On the day that they had just moved in, the rain had washed away a lot of things.

They even picked up beef from the sand and made dumplings.

At this moment, Li Meng came in with Wu Dalong, the cooking master, Song Bo, and the others.

It was really difficult for these guys. They were all injured and had bandages wrapped around their arms. Their faces were plastered with Band-aid and were smeared with purple medicine, but they were still in good shape.

Needless to say, this guy still wanted to continue.

After talking for a long time, he finally got to the bottom of it. He just asked when he would continue building the house. Xiao Qiangbing felt that it was about time. He said lightly, "Captain has been here for more than ten minutes. . . "

Before he could finish, Huang Gen Zhu said stiffly, "He said he was burning with anxiety!"

Why did this sound so much like Zhao Xiaoming? Xiao Qiangbing almost laughed out loud. He thought to himself that if this person was really deceiving him, he would not smile with a dark face and sell him out. I still have to help him count the money.

"Qiangzi, hurry up. In the past, Captain said that there was not enough salt in a pickled vegetable. Just now, he took the initiative to talk to me and said, Qiangzi, go get some chili oil. Eat it when it's spicy. Those combat squad leaders, how could they receive such treatment? Let's go. "

Li Meng was probably dumbfounded at that time. Just the matter of chili oil was considered an encouragement for him to build a house.

A group of people walked out, bringing a large number of tools with them as they headed towards the plaza.

They did not need to use the water homework that they had just discussed. Above their heads was a gloomy dark cloud. They should continue to do the rest.

The container house was just a moving house. It was troublesome to assemble the skeleton. The inside was also extremely complicated. Once it was done, it would be just like the house. There would be a bathroom, a power source, electrical wires, network wires and so on. Solar energy, ventilation, air conditioner. . .

That was quite a cumbersome task.

As compared to when they first started, there weren't that many players who found it strange.

No matter what good stuff it was, looking at it for the first time and looking at it later would always be a little different. In addition, the other three teams all had their own projects that they were proud of. Many people would just treat it as an ordinary show of power.

Zhao Xiaoming had just arrived at the end, so he couldn't help but be criticized by Xiao Qiangbing.

"Crisis, crisis. If there is danger, there will be chances. Finally, he returned to the team. Zhao Xiaoming, who had just been scared out of his wits, was not afraid anymore. He even thought of this matter.

He waved at Xiao Qiangbing and called him over. When he saw that Qiangzi did not respond to him, he helplessly came over and whispered into his ear for a long time.

Right now, Li Meng and the others were on the shelves and in the house.

Zhao Xiaoming moved a broken stool and sat inside. He was like a supervisor, but he still said something useless, "Mengzi, the other teams look down on you. They said that you are just a group of people who cook. We have discussed it. Since you have performed so well, we will definitely give you special combat training.

Listen up. There are three things to disclose today. We don't need to bring you out to work in the future. If you don't have any experience, let's first talk about the VIP treatment. We can't spread it. First, we'll talk about the operation in Lago City, then we'll talk about Silver Fox Town, and finally about the unresolved relationship between the civilian hero and the president and the supermodel. "

This guy's words were for nothing.

At first, Huang Guzhu was so angry that he almost threw him out. If he didn't work, he would still be lecturing here. But he really didn't expect that Li Meng and the others not only had their eyes lit up with excitement, but they also worked much faster.

This Zhao Xiaoming was quite good at analyzing people's psychology. He immediately grasped this group of chefs' psychology. Others did not tell mysterious stories, but they were told specifically. There was even time for discussion in the middle.

Each story was extremely thrilling, and the stories that involved a few beautiful women were even more told. When it was almost over, one emphasized confidentiality and discipline, and the other was to leave time for discussion, telling Li Meng and the others to put themselves in place and tell them how to deal with this kind of situation.

"Zhao Xiaoming, Zhao Xiaoming, where's Xiaoming. . . " Suddenly, a woman outside the door called out to him.

This movement was somewhat hoarse, and it also carried the unique movement of a woman.

Xiao Qianbing and Huang Guzhu were pressing the air conditioner. When they looked out, they were first shocked. Then, they stuck out their tongues and gloated, "It's over. Something happened to this guy who stole blood. "

Actually, when Zhao Xiaoming came back, he realized something was wrong. This guy had a bad smell all over his body. Plus, he was hiding his eyes, so he guessed that something had happened to the woman.

Zhao Xiaoming scratched his head and walked to the door. When he saw Zhao Xiaoming glaring at him with a vicious gaze, he smiled embarrassedly and pretended to be calm as he said loudly, "Ah, the girls are also waiting for me to give a lecture. A bunch of girls, don't go too deep into the lecture. What should I do if they all like me?"

When he reached the window, he whispered worriedly,

"Qiangzi, Huang. Ai, Xiaoming has been fooled. He must have made a low-level mistake. "

Xiao Qiang Bing began to watch. Zhou Qian was facing him sideways with her sturdy double. Her legs stepped on the ground, combining the real and the fake. She hid her right hand behind her back. The expert could tell at a glance: She was going to teach Zhao Xiaoming a lesson.

Zhou Qian was a boy with a physique and personality. He was so restrained that his face was full of bumps. If he were to make a move. . . Zhao Xiaoming was no match for him at all.

It seemed like a one-versus-one fight was about to take place.