“Old Zhang, the one down there speaks like it’s your hometown. Why Don’t you go talk to him?”Shu Ba, who had dragged old Zhang over, said.
“F * ck you...”Old Zhang said in a bad mood, “If you want to go together, bring the two trolls in the factory with you.”
Shu Ba: “Ya'er, that’s the Hulk. Do trolls work?”
“What the hell is a Hulk!”Old Zhang rolled his eyes and said, “Have you seen a hulk who speaks Sichuan language?”
“Hey, answer me!”The group of people above hesitated, below, the emperor of the liver gradually became impatient and couldn’t help but roar. His voice was like thunder, shaking the rusted gate outside the factory, making the people above even more sure that the gate had no guarantee.
“Hey... be gentle...”brother dog frowned and tried to persuade him.
“What’s there to be gentle about? I’m dying of thirst. These idiots are still watching Western novel. If they can’t keep roaring, I’ll show them what it means to tear open an iron gate!”
