Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

Director Sun stood dumbfounded at the door, sweat dripping from his forehead.

President Liu, who was sitting on the iron plate, had a lump in the middle of his sweaty trousers, and he couldn't press it no matter how hard he pressed it.

"What are you calling?" Master Huang stared, "Isn't it just hard, it will soften later."

"What if it's not soft?" President Liu shouted frantically, "I don't even feel it anymore."

Master Huang thought about it, and suddenly remembered a movie made by Xing Ye when he was young. Isn't this bastard really soft?

After thinking about it, talking about it, in the face of President Liu's roar, of course, Master Huang couldn't weaken his momentum, "Isn't it good if you can't go soft? You used to think hard, but you can't become hard. If you can't go soft, then, You have to thank me."

"I'm Xiangjiao, you bastard! You have made me look like this, and you want me to thank you?"

President Liu pointed at the trousers, and Cult Master Huang curled his lips contemptuously, "If you don't agree, you can rely on it! Well, the patrol is still here."

Director Sun looked at them with a twitchy face, wishing he could chop them off with a knife, you can die if you make less troubles?

Can die!

President Liu is going to be pissed!

How to report this kind of thing?If he really sued, he might not know how to spread it outside.

Ah, Master Huang used an electric baton to electrocute President Liu?

The two are in love!

As long as he thought of this possibility, President Liu couldn't help but want to vomit.

Cult Master Huang stood beside him with his arms crossed, and the patrolmen poured in one after another, "Ju Sun."

"All here?"

"It's all here."

The little patrol looked at them pitifully, and all the patrols' eyes were focused on him.

"Is what you said earlier true?"

"Some things can't be said nonsense!"

Although every patrol knows it, the danger of flea-carrying plague is likely to have occurred, and even one of them may have been infected.But what if?With luck, they wanted to ask again.

The little patrolman was about to cry, "I just thought of it too!"

Fleas aren't scary, what's scary is the rubbish.If there are fleas alone, no one will care. At most, we can spray them together to kill them.However, adding the garbage from the war zone is different, the ghost knows what virus they carry!

Thinking of the flooding situation in Heifeizhou, the patrolmen felt a chill in their foreheads.

"Okay, it's all old patrols, what are you doing to embarrass the newcomers?" Sun Bureau snorted.

President Liu was still complaining, and he kept talking, but Master Huang turned around and punched him in the face.

boom!

The world is quiet.

What's next?

The patrolmen in the original world had a headache, and Wu Li, who had traveled to a parallel world with great luck, also had a headache. There were too many garbage, and he couldn't afford it.

Chapter 1034 The God Assist of the Leader and the President

"It's so late and still not sleeping?"

The bright moonlight shines through the skylight to the beauty walking from behind.Since choosing Xiying to manage Dai Yan, Liu Shishi's body has a kind of extravagance, which is lined by the original classical atmosphere, like a noble concubine in the palace, graceful and atmospheric, showing a kind of noble person in the ancient palace. of beauty.

Looking at her, Wu Li remembered Li Shimin's favorite, the most famous queen in the history of Kyushu, the eldest grandson Wugou.

Maybe Liu Shishi doesn't have the beauty of Empress Changsun, nor can she match Empress Changsun's virtuous name.But in Wu Li's eyes, she is his own Guanyin maid.

Liu Shishi took a Persian blanket with a tulip pattern and draped it over Wu Li, and lightly pressed his temples.Two well-maintained little hands are like two jade balls, soft and soft.

"There are too many animals, I can't afford it!" Wu Li sighed, and Jin'er scolded angrily, "No, those garbage are not even as good as livestock. Animals can still be slaughtered for meat, but those garbage can't be eaten."

When we first started, our anchors didn't expect there would be so many.According to Wu Li's idea, with such a large-scale arrest, the rubbish will not dare to come.Never thought, if you don't pay attention, it will reach [-] million.

In fact, this is what he took for granted.

It's better to come to us and be arrested than to wait to die in your own house. Who loves to be in a place where wars are fought every day?

If you go to Kyushu, you will not necessarily die, and if you stay, you will definitely not be able to live.Comparing the two, naturally there is a choice.

Trash people naturally like to hold groups, and they also like to follow blindly. When they identify a place, they will rush forward one after another.

In the past, Lao Mi was their target, and countless refugees from the third country poured into Mi Lishu.In a hundred years, it has occupied the most powerful country in the world, and the number of garbage population has surged to [-]%.

Yes, the Americans are such a bullshit. A country that respects white supremacy has a garbage population as high as [-]%. Isn't it funny?

Now, this group of trash is targeting us again, trying to repeat the old path their ancestors took in the United States.

Twenty million is too trivial.

The neglect of the yamen has become the best protection for this kind of soft invasion, and the rubbish naturally began to rush forward.

"It can't go on like this." Wu Li knew that he had to find a way.How long has it been, from a few million to [-] million!What if it's another year?What if ten years later?Thinking about it makes me shiver.

Gotta get this rubbish out!

Just when our anchor was having a great headache and didn't know what to do, Master Huang and President Liu came to assist.