Chapter 3957: Miss Spider's Penis Stabbed

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"Cousin meow?"

"No, it's nothing. It's you guys, why are you back so soon?"

I thought about it and felt that something was wrong. What do you mean by coming back? Where is your home? Do you really know?

Looking at the noisy scene where Princess Sanwu and I were already busy in the kitchen and the dinner table getting richer, I swallowed these words.

Forget it, it’s not home anymore. For example, Princess Sanwu and I lived very happily in Rogge’s Prison.

"It's not that fast, Meow. The main reason is that the boss lady is not a talkative person, especially me, Meow. She dismissed Meow in just a few words." Feini seemed a little resentful, even though she made you linger in Omus for so long.

Besides, you weren't picked up by the boss's wife, you're just a fake girl working as a worker. What's there to talk about with you?

Recalling the cold-faced and warm-hearted persona of the landlady, I gradually understood everything.

"By the way, cousin, I have something good here, meow." Feini stepped forward to offer her treasure.

"Don't listen, don't."

"At least let me finish my sentence, meow!"

"Anyway, it's some weird stuff, right? Got it from tomb robbing?"

"That's not the case. I haven't been in this business for a long time, and the inventory is running low." Saying this, Feini looked a little regretful and disappointed.

Does that mean there is still stock? Do you still dare to regret it? !

"Today I want to introduce another good thing to my cousin, meow." She cheered up and continued to show off to me, causing Bisi and Oona who were passing by to snicker.

In order to avoid being pestered, I could only ask Feini to take out the dry goods quickly, before dinner started.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!" Feini proudly took out a few staffs that seemed to be shining with golden light, and held them high, like Doraemon.

"Cousin, guess what this is, I'm sure you can't guess it, meow."

"Comb." I deadpanned.

"What meow?!"

Feini's eyes widened and she looked shocked, but she quickly accepted: "Cousin, do you want one?"

"No, you'll be bald."

"Perhaps cousin should try a new look, meow?"

"Can you try to change your mind first?"

"Okay, meow." She gave up in frustration, put away the comb, dug through it, and proudly took out a few cigarette rods: "Dang, dong, dong, new product, meow."

"It looks familiar."

"The original cigarette stick used by the boss lady."

"..."

"Sorry, it's a counterfeit cat. It's guaranteed to be new and unused." Under my death gaze, Fini was scared.

"I don't smoke."

"Actually, it's not bad for tapping on the back, you see, meow." The cigarette holder was used as a small hammer, and Fini tapped on the back a few times. Not to mention, it looked pretty handy.

"No, no, no, I have daughters to help me beat my back." I waved my hand repeatedly and asked Versailles to give me a hand. What happened to this little bitch today? She came to work as a hidden businessman and sold some rubbish. Be careful not to get hammered to death. .

"Give me a handful."

An unexpected guest appeared. It turned out to be Miss Spider. She took a cigarette rod and held it in her mouth skillfully.

We were shocked.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Miss Spider was puzzled.

"You actually smoke?"

"Tried it before."

"I used to pretend to be a saint. Isn't it bad to be a saint? Don't you want the image?"

"It's not pretending, it's what it is." Miss Spider first corrected a small blind spot. I am a demon god, is it strange to have a saint? Is the standard configuration good?

Is it weird to think of yourself as your own saint? It's weird, but whatever.

"There are indeed many interesting things in the world. I have tried as many as possible, including smoking. When did it happen? Once, I remember that many believers like to smoke, and they like to smoke in the church, so the place is often filled with smoke... "

"Wait a minute, is this cigarette you smoke a serious cigarette?" I rubbed my temples and gathered my thoughts. Maybe I should ask more deeply, are you invading a serious dark continent?

Isn’t it because God suppresses dogs?

"That place should be rich in tobacco." Miss Spider gave a serious reply, holding the cigarette rod in her mouth, her eyes suddenly blurred, as if she had entered the memory CG again.

"I remember one time, everyone smoked together and sorted out the offerings from believers. The church was filled with joy and laughter. When a box of explosive potion was sorted..."

Miss Spider paused, and then there was nothing more.

I really want to know now if there is anything in this world that will not trigger Ms. Spider’s death memories.

Seeing Miss Spider playing with the cigarette pole with great interest, everyone's expressions were somewhat strange, and the scene seemed very inconsistent, except for me.

The lolita comes with a cigarette rod, the dick is thorny, and even the taste is a bit off, just add a cheongsam ball head.

During the conversation, dinner was already being prepared, and Miss Spider and Feeney completed a transaction, which may become a precious historical piece of the first cash transaction between humans and the devil in thousands of years.

"Where did you get your money?" I saw Miss Spider appearing fresh and clean, without a single hair on her body.

No...it's not true that the hair was brought...in short, it came very clean, and it will definitely be very clean when it leaves. I can only say this, for this reason.

"Provided by my subordinates."

Damn it, you are prostituted for free and you still say it so righteously, why is it that I am the savior, but no one has ever paid me a favor? The salary paid by the alliance has not changed for twenty years, it is still fifty gold coins!

Miss Spider is hungry, and she is very skilled in using knives and forks. Maybe it has something to do with it being a spider? I turned to look at Feeney again.

"Are you short of money now? Or is Greenwood Bar short of money now?"

"Money is definitely never enough, but if it is a shortage, it is not a shortage either."

"Then why did you suddenly become a businessman?"

"Cousin, don't you know meow?" Feini looked back with a strange expression.

"Is this information I really need to know?"

"To donate to the orphanage."

I said oh and said nothing.

"My cousin is one of the founders of the orphanage, meow."

After holding back, I remembered another piece of forgotten dark history. It's all your fault!

"Teacher Osma and the proprietress have both joined the orphanage, and are now the directors of the Kurast regional orphanage, nya."

I have to admit, the orphanage is turning into a strange organization! No, it's actually quite weird.

"The boss lady said it was troublesome, but she was actually quite happy." Oona, who had been eating with her head down, suddenly joined the chat.

"Well, it's great that I no longer have to run around looking for abandoned orphans." Bisi joined the chat.

Yeah, I know a place with a lot of orphans.

No one knew their inner complaints. The trio of maids chatted about the boss's wife and the orphanage. After listening for a while, they could roughly understand that in the past, they gave the money they earned to the boss's wife. Over the years, It was donated directly to the orphanage.

The boss lady is losing blood!

Another Omus, who has recently walked from the stage to the stage, can always be seen alone in crowded places telling bad jokes. As a result, not one of the hard-core combs commissioned by Heratili was sold. When I get out, I have to report to Akara that some alliance elders have started fishing in order to make money.

We talked about our trip again, leaving aside the magical savior’s witty questions and the stupid devil’s puzzlement. Everyone was also shocked by Miss Spider’s operation of transferring money from the underworld.

It didn't care about my exposure at all, but was very proud of it, as if diligence and frugality were the traditional virtues of the Abyss.

"Speaking of which, how powerful is the power of a thousand dogs?" Feini found Hua Dian.

"Easy, we can lock one person up with a thousand dogs."

"I understand, if both sides die together, it will be like the strength of a thousand dogs, meow!" Feini clapped her hands.

"No, what I want to say is, if the number of dogs has increased fivefold in three months, what happened during this period?"

Everyone:? ? ?

With a snap, the little female dragon's chopsticks were pinched and broken.

Ding dong, every time you humiliate the dog, the mission is accomplished.

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