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Chapter 67 Wearing sunglasses at night(2/2)

Liao Wenjie watched from a distance and couldn't help but sweat for the two of them. With their IQs and a superior like Zhou Xingxing, the probability of them enjoying their old age in peace was about zero.

"A bunch of trash, you can't tell whether they are human or ghost."

"Stop pretending, your legs were shaking just now."

"I was so excited!"

Zhou Xingxing defended himself for a few words, pretending to be a superior, and wanted to go forward to impress Jin McGee and Meng Chao.

"Don't worry, just wait."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to stop them. He wanted to see what magic would happen when two idiots met a group of mentally ill patients. In addition, the scene in front of him was a bit familiar and he couldn't remember the details, but he was very sure of one thing.

There is a ghost.

Ten minutes later, a vehicle from Qingshan Mental Hospital arrived. The doctor dressed as a vampire grand duke waved the patients to the vehicle.

Jin McGee and Meng Chao were frightened by the grand duke's momentum. They got into the car and realized something was wrong. It was too late. It was easy to get up but difficult to get off. They were dragged away together with their own camp.

"No wonder everyone is so energetic. They turn out to be Qingshan's patients. I will definitely invite them to play mahjong another day."

Looking at the taillights of the car in the distance, Leon muttered a few words, suddenly thought of something, ran into the cowshed and started milking.

To be precise, he probably stole the milk, filled it with ten glass bottles, and stuffed them all into the suitcase.

Unexpectedly, he hooked up with a cow, and after chatting for less than thirty seconds, the cow burst into tears, and he also received a glass bottle of cow tears.

"Leon, what crazy philosophy did you talk to it about that moved it to tears?" Liao Wenjie was very curious. He knew that the answer would be very confusing, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Talking about feelings hurts money, talking about philosophy wastes brains. I only talk about reality. If it doesn't cry, I will kill it."
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