The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 1095 Master Can't Do It
ding ding dong --

bang bang bang --

Next to the attic, there is a large open space.

Wang and others are sweating, holding a hammer and so on, and building wooden platforms one by one.

Puff puff--

Even Xing became a carpenter, holding a set of carpenter's tools in his hand, grinding pieces of wood to the required size and thickness, and so on.

"That bastard, I came in to eat, not to work."

Fan Shiguang was next to Chen at the moment, holding a hammer in his hand, hammering the wooden nails into the wooden platform, cursing and cursing in a low voice.

He felt that he was a little bit bitter.

I was tricked by Wang Chen to come here, saying that I was having a party or something, but after I came in, I was confused.

It turned out that he was called in to do coolies.

"Okay, isn't it just for you to hammer two wooden nails?"

Chen looked at Fan Shiguang dumbfounded, this guy actually dared to vent his dissatisfaction.

He didn't even vent his dissatisfaction, so where did he find the courage to vent?
Didn't I see that I was going to cut wood again, build a wooden platform, and find food or something...

To say it was hard work, I reckoned that I was the hardest.

Fan Shiguang sighed, glanced at Xing who was holding an ink fountain not far away, his eyes flickered twice and asked: "Xing, do you have a lot of money in your hand? How about it? Would you like to give it to me to help you?" Investment, not to mention anything else, at least within three years, I can double your money."

Xing raised his head and glanced at Fan Shiguang, wiped off the sweat from his brow, and said in a low voice, "Okay, anyway, money is useless to me right now."

Xing still trusts Fan Shiguang very much. Although he has only been in contact with Fan Shiguang for a short time, this guy's head is indeed very good.

Throwing his own money to him is worth the money.

However, before Fan Guangguang had time to smile, the Wang who was cutting a big tree with a long knife suddenly said with a sneer: "I said you are stupid.

After entering here, what kind of business do you want to go out to do?Look at what you are wearing on your hands. If you go out to do business, you might as well do it here.

Didn’t the boss tell you this morning that a big chaebol from the heavens and the world will come out, who is better than you to go out to run a company or something? I don’t know where it is..."

"You think I'm crazy?"

Fan Shiguang looked at Wang with contempt, and what about the big chaebol of the heavens and the world? Who would believe it?

Anyway, I don't believe it.

"Okay, hurry up and fix the wooden table, there will be a banquet in a few days."

Seeing the rhythm of Wang and Fan Shiguang's fight, Chen said hastily.

Suddenly, Chen frowned slightly and said, "No, where did so many people go just now? Why are there only four of us left?"

After what Chen said, Wang and the others immediately looked around.

This is really true.

There were at least twenty or thirty people in this place just now, but now there are only four of us left.

Could it be possible for the rest of the people to gather together and go play together?

Xing put down the ink fountain in his hand, patted the sawdust on his body, looked into the distance and said, "Why don't you look for them? Don't let wild animals eat them."

Looking at Xing who was making a bad joke, the three of Chen rolled their eyes collectively, stood up and walked towards one direction.

After more than half an hour, the four stopped.

Not far from them, there is an empty place.

There, there is a ring rising from the ground.

Around the arena, Sun Yunshu, Duanmu Ruoshui and others, as well as Mo Dagen, Mo Yaoxie and others sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Wang Chen and Ming Yinyang on the arena.

Chen and the others came here with puzzled faces.

Finally, Chen found the empress and asked in a low voice, "When did you come here?"

"Of course I came on foot."

The Empress said with a smile, she saw the four of them working hard just now, so she came here without disturbing their work.

Because Wang Chen and Ming Yinyang are fighting now.

How could they let go of such an entertainment program.

Wang Chen didn't know what everyone was thinking, he looked at Ming Yinyang who was standing opposite him, and said with a very serious expression: "Three tricks, if I win you have to wear a clown costume, if I lose I wear a clown costume. "

"Can--"

Ming Yinyang snorted, stretched out his right hand, and a black chain of strength formed on his hand.

During the formation of the chains, the chains in Ming Yinyang's hands were directly rolled into a ball, and then thrown into the sky by Ming Yinyang.

Rumbling--

In the sky, the white clouds were scattered, and in the sky above Wang Chen's head, the chain was like a spear of judgment, falling towards Wang Chen in comparison.

Wang Chen didn't pay attention to that chain at all, the aura emanating from his body, a long fantasy river appeared around him, the water in the long river was boiling, and the flowers floating in the river were disillusioned.

Changhe silently wrapped around Ming Yinyang from Wang Chen's side, and then began to cover Ming Yinyang.

boom--

At the same time, the chain hit Wang Chen's head directly, passed through Wang Chen's body, and hit the ring.

The arena shook twice, and even the people around the arena felt unsteady and shifted towards the surroundings.

Wang Chen wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned loudly and said, "Enough."

At the same time, the illusory river of yin and yang shrouded life also dissipated.

Ming Yinyang seemed to be fine, but there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

Finally, the trace of panic in his eyes dissipated, and Ming Yinyang said weakly: "The next two moves are fine, this time I will let you do it once, and I will wear the clown costume."

"That's right—"

Wang Chen laughed twice, then sat down on the ground, glanced at Old Monster Zhou under the ring, curled his lips at Ming Yinyang and continued: "Of course, you can also challenge this old guy, you win Let him wear it."

Mr. Zhou's face froze, then coughed twice, and said to Wang Chen: "Apprentice, Master is getting old, and asked me to wear a clown costume to perform on the day of the party, Master can't do it, Master is only responsible for eating... ..."

The old man sitting next to Old Freak Zhou rolled his eyes, and suddenly patted his thigh with a childlike innocence and said, "Forget it, since none of you are willing to wear it, let me do it, and I will put on a clown costume and perform a magic trick for you." .”

Ming Yinyang's eyes lit up, and he came behind the old man in an instant, started to massage the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man, you are still very interesting."

Sitting on top of the ring, Wang Chen looked at the people below the ring, with a hint of trance flashing in his eyes.

These people... should be my closest people now...

Shaking his head, Wang Chen waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's continue to work. Let's have a big dinner in three days. This is probably the first time we have such a dinner in this life..."

(End of this chapter)