Two-dimensional System of Mischief

The food critic swallowed his saliva, with a look of horror on his face, subconsciously raised his hand to hold the armrest above his head, and then said to Maria Hill with a mournful and tragic face:

"So just now... the two of us, have we both been drinking?"

Maria Hill: Uh...

Maria Hill was choked directly by the food critic, and Maria Hill stared straight at the food critic.

The meaning revealed in the eyes is very simple, since you know it, we both had a drink just now.

what?Why didn't you say anything when the two of us got in the car just now?

"Then why didn't you remind me earlier!?"

Food critic: ? ? ?

Ignoring Xiaomo, who was clutching her stomach and laughing and said she couldn't straighten her waist, and the black question marks on the food critic's forehead.

Big sister, you drive the car, you blame me now?

Who couldn't wait and dragged him into the car?Do you dare to say that just now, the person who dragged me into the car.

After sitting in the cab, the hot person who ran 180 miles after igniting the ignition, isn't she you?

"Have I had a chance to say it?"

The food critic opened his mouth many times, feeling as if he had nothing to say. In the end, the food critic could only look helplessly at this sturdy woman in front of him.

No, it should be said that she is not afraid of death, or that a woman who has never died said.

Yes, it's you, a woman, who didn't even give you a chance to speak, who was the one who kicked the accelerator?

Now, on the road, you don't even step on the brakes. Who is that person who was thrown off by so many police cars along the way?

"I don't care, it's all your fault anyway!"

Food Critic:  …

Can you still be unreasonable?

"So, if the world is destroyed, it's my fault?"

"That's right, you are very self-aware. The destruction of the world is definitely your fault. It must be because you didn't do anything to melt the water all the way. Otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible to prevent the destruction of the world."

Once again food critics are left speechless, woman is your name vexatious?

"I am not a goddess......"

"You are not a god, but you can control people, can't you?"

Food Critic:  …

Spreading their hands helplessly, food critics don't know why the brain circuit of this woman, Maria Hill, is so novel.

Could it be because of drinking?The food critic could only cast a blank look, this desperate woman.

Immediately recalling their current speed, the food critic's expression changed instantly:

"Car! Car! Look at the front, you woman is crazy!? You don't want to die, don't take me with you!

Ms. Maria Hill, I will sue you, the driving is irregular and the relatives are crying!Damn you still look at me! ?Don't hurry up and look ahead, don't you have no points for how fast your car is going? "

"Count!? Huh~ Isn't it just 200 yards? Don't worry about it. Thinking about the speed of my Quin-jet fighter jet, this can only be said to be sprinkled..."

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The food critic wants to cry but has no tears. If he had known the car he got in, the driver was of this type, and he would be killed...

No, it seems that in this world, no one can beat his existence to death...

I knew this woman was so dangerous.Well, no matter what, he won't get in a broken car.

The food critic clenched his hands tightly, biting the armrest above his head with his gums clenched, and the veins on his forehead and hands exploded.

The food critic in the middle stared at the front of the car with his eyes wide open, almost popping out.

It seems that with such a fast speed, the next second, they didn't hit the wall, or it was because of the woman Maria Hill.

Without looking at the road, the car deviated from its own path and directly crashed into the big truck coming from the opposite side.

Or directly on the rocks on the mountain, of course, the chances are greater, food critics think they may rush out of the fence directly.

Together with the people and the car, they flew to the bottom of the cliff...

"Ahhh!"

It seems that something terrible is about to happen next, and Maria Hill with a drunken face.

Looking at the food critic's expression, he seemed very satisfied, with a smile on his lips and a gleam in his eyes.

After the hippie fight with the food critic, I looked forward again.

"Don't worry, what I gave you is beer, but mine is just a beer bottle~"

what! ?

What else could the food critic say, he turned his head in confusion, and looked at it seriously.

Where is the hippie from before, and the look of molesting himself?