Chapter 3932 Definitely Next Time

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"I really can't perform, and I don't have any special skills that I'm good at. I'm very good at fighting and killing. Do you want to see it?" Shuangwei was still struggling.

"Yes, yes, definitely yes. If you think about it again, you and Teacher Gallen have such a good relationship, haven't you learned a few tricks?"

"No, if you follow that guy's lead, your life will become unfortunate." Shuangwei shook his head decisively and said something that made the coffin board of the Hairy-legged Immortal tremble.

"Don't say that, Teacher Gallen still has many advantages."

"His advantages are all in his talents and talents, and his shortcomings are all in his personality and preferences." Compared with me, Shuangwei seems to understand the hairy-legged fairy better. His words are so to the point that it feels like the coffin board is about to be unable to hold it down.

"How about you meow like a cat?" I was ready to give in.

"I am a cat, why should I imitate a cat?" Twin Tails didn't think I was giving in. It thought I was thinking about eating peaches.

"You are a cat, so how do you meow? Meow like Fini."

"Fine."

I was overjoyed, thinking that Shuangwei had no choice but to give in. Well, as a macho man, how could he not know how to meow? If not for the wrong timing, I would have planned to teach Shuangwei to sing a song. Hey, I must believe this song. Everyone knows it.

"You first imitate the monkey and let everyone hear it."

"No, wait, what does this have to do with me?" The twists and turns took me by surprise, and the look on my face...ah, the smile froze.

"Then what do you mean by asking me to meow like a cat?"

"You are just a cat. What's wrong with meowing twice? Let everyone see."

"You're a monkey, why don't you bark twice?"

"No, why am I a monkey? When did I become a monkey?"

I'm confused. Could it be that a guy like you, Shuangwei, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also wants to join the Shuangna group? Become Shuang Shuang Na? Or Twin-Tailed Na? Or maybe it's a double tail?

"It looks similar to me."

"You can't talk nonsense, you can't just follow the wind and rain, and follow what others say. Only those guys who are bored and stingy with nothing to do all day long will try their best to ruin other people's reputations, you know?"

"Oh? Are you talking about yourself?"

"..."

I can't take a breath, why am I doing nothing? Why am I so bored? Why am I so stingy...well, I am indeed quite stingy, let's get over it.

"After all, I'm not a monkey."

"Does this have anything to do with me being a cat?"

"It doesn't matter. Does it matter?"

"That's alright. You're not a monkey, so you're not willing to meow like a monkey. I'm a cat, so why should I meow like a cat?"

"This... but this..." I was a little dizzy.

"Wait!" Suddenly there was a thunder.

"Shuangwei, you still said you haven't learned from Mr. Gallen? I see that you have a lot of skills in talking, and you have learned a lot from him!"

"There's nothing you can do about it. I've been with that guy for a long time. If I don't take it easy, he can trick me and make me look embarrassed with just a few words."

"Please be sure to talk about your experiences of making fools of yourself. Consider it your specialty."

"No, I generally don't pick up on others' opinions. It's not my style to do what others have done."

"You mean to say I'm right, bastard."

"No, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about everyone on stage."

You're so brave, you actually started teasing others. I think you don't want your tail anymore.

Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves and prepare to borrow Shuangwei's cane, the audience burst into applause for no apparent reason.

"Oh, my, Mr. Omas, it seems that I am still far behind. My cousin is your real successor." Feini wiped away tears of envy and relief in the audience.

"Boss Fan's cross talk shows will never disappoint, but I didn't expect Shuangwei to be so strong."

"Actually, I think it's okay for me to have sex with you. Brother Wu is so awesome. It's so easy to pick up."

Shuangwei and I looked at each other in shock, and we were both caught in a cross talk show on the spot.

As they looked at each other, their eyes gradually became disgusted with each other.

Bah, even if I have to perform cross talk, I will perform with a cute girl, who would perform with a cat? ! Is that called stand-up comedy?

Shuangwei's disgust contained a more complicated meaning: "For a moment, I even thought that Gallon guy had resurrected from the dead. Standing in front of me, you really have learned all the good and bad things from Gallon, especially pulling people. Let’s get into the fire pit together.”

It's not pushing, it's pulling, it's together, it's very hairy.

With a twist of the head, the two tails wagged disdainfully at me. I farted loudly at it, and everyone broke up unhappy and stepped off the stage.

"It turns out that the relationship between humans and hell can be so good." Miss Elian, who was letting her imagination run wild, seemed to have misunderstood something and muttered some dangerous lines to herself.

"Where did you see it?" I couldn't help but ask.

She did not answer me, but nodded to herself: "Actually, I have also imagined whether hell and the mainland can coexist peacefully, but the natural opposition between the two has kept me from seeing hope and never Thinking of the twin tails has already taken the first step.”

"Obviously, the step it took stepped on Xiang, and it almost skidded and landed on its face."

"I really want to give it a try. Maybe I can have a good relationship with humans other than you?" She looked at me with pleading eyes.

No, when did you think our relationship was better? Recall carefully, a few months ago, you called your friends and friends to form a gang to come and kill me.

I feel that the person who is the most humorous and knows how to tell cross talk is not me, but Miss Spider in front of me.

"Then, I'll get on."

You don’t know what you misunderstood from my eyes, do you think I’m encouraging it? So Miss Spider rushed forward and went on stage, and the originally bustling place suddenly fell silent.

It can only be said that it is full of oppression, like an ancient tyrannosaurus covered in blood mist, standing on the stage with elegant steps.

Someone gestured to me with their eyes, "Is this really good?" What about the promised real men show? This is against the rules.

How could you do this? Why does a program have to be titled "male"? Why can only men be on stage? You are discriminating against fellow women!

At this moment, I turned into a female fighter and struck hard.

Therefore, the program should remove the male characters and change it to a program about real women! Only in this way can gender equality be reflected.

But it's not human either? ! Someone else said with his eyes.

Oh, let’s call it a fake woman show. I don’t care anymore, I’ve already been there anyway, no matter the flood.

I thought Miss Spider was going to perform something, but it turned out to be her show again, a recital version of One Hundred and Eight Ways to Die, telling one of the fancy ways to die that she had personally experienced.

The result... was very cold.

Miss Spider just frowned when a tsunami of applause erupted from the audience.

Miss Spider stepped off the stage, and the audience let out a long sigh of relief.

"It seems that it is not easy to have a good relationship with humans." Ms. Spider, who is sophisticated and sees all this, said to me.

"How about you perform again in front of everyone?"

"What's the performance? I don't know much, but I'm pretty good at fighting and killing."

"No, I think you're good at one thing."

After a pause, I took a few steps back and then continued: "For example, let's perform the 109th way to die."

Miss Spider's eyes were gloomy, like a spider hiding in the leaves, waiting for its prey to hit the web.

"I think you are also very good at it, why not join us?"

"No, no, this isn't appropriate."

"I always feel that something is missing, a heavyweight performance." Lao Ma asked, when and how did he come back? It has obviously turned into a wishing meteor.

"Yes, there is one less live explosion show." He is also a teammate, unswervingly supporting Lao Ma's life and career.

"Wait, I know, I remembered!" Before anyone could hold him down, he shouted loudly to save himself.

"I just said who is missing. It turns out that Boss Gott is missing. Where is Boss Gott?"

I pointed to a certain corner, and there was a tall ice sculpture, lifelike, no, it was a real person ice sculpture.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how about we put this thing on the stage and treat it as a performance?" Old Ma said, avoiding the claws of the crowd, he stepped forward and touched the ice sculpture.

In the end, he also became an ice sculpture, and together with Gott, he became a conjoined ice sculpture.

"Hey, hey, everything will be fine." Kurt and Bai Lang were a little worried. After all, the strength of Lao Ma and Gao Te were not at the same level. Just because Gao Te was fine, it didn't mean that Lao Ma would be fine as well.

Their hands also touched it one after another, and they turned into conjoined centipede ice sculptures.

"This is interesting." Shuangwei, who was always curious about everything, didn't wait for everyone to call out the culprit. He came to the ice sculpture, looked up and down several times, and suddenly stretched out his cane and poked the ice sculpture lightly. .

Zizzi————! ! !

The solid and cold ice sculpture was like hot oil. A light touch with the cane made a violent sizzling sound like a frying pan under cold water.

Twin Tails also retracted in an instant and hid his cane behind his back.

The next moment, there was a snap of fingers in its ears, and the ice sculpture that was originally untouchable shattered. The four white wolves of Gott, Old Macut, sat on the ground in embarrassment, you look at me, I look at you, but Is unscathed.

"Hey, don't touch it casually. I want to teach this gorilla an unforgettable lesson." Just after finishing the conversation with Miss Spider... no, or finishing a journey to death, I rushed over.

"It seems that you were not frozen by Duriel for so long in vain." The two tails meowed at me, and suddenly said something meaningless.

"???"

Seeing me slowly typing the iconic black question mark, Shuangwei rubbed the cane hidden behind his back again and again.

"I'm very curious now. If you and Duriel fight, who will win? I mean in the ice field."

"Hey, you're not asking me to jump into the fire pit... No, are you jumping into the ice pit? It's a professional ice player. I'm just playing for fun. How can I compare? It's good if I can imitate it to 70 or 80%. .”

Twin Tails seemed to feel a huge insult - he must be able to imitate it! Is there anyone in the world who can imitate Durrell to the best of 70 or 80%? Not to mention seven or eight points, not even one or two points!

The two tails seemed to be chattering non-stop, and I stopped impatiently, talking in slang that no one understood.

"Next time, definitely next time."

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