The wooden floor reflected a blurry figure.

The lights are very bright.

"Did you see it clearly?" Zhou Buzhou asked.

"Do you remember it clearly?" Li Changfeng asked.

The others nodded continuously.

Yang Zimei chuckled: "It's etched in my memory. I can tell where the steak is with my eyes closed!"

Zhou Buzhou said in a very serious tone: "Not just the ones in the vegetable bowls, we have to grab everything on their plates too!"

"clear!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Zhou Buzhou said coldly: "I'm reminding you again! No stealing! Whoever steals a piece will be hit by my sword!"

Phew!

Some people couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Buzhou glanced at him coldly.

Everyone nodded seriously.

Zhou Buzhou nodded: "Okay, proceed according to the plan!"

"clear!"

Zhou Buzhou walked in openly.

In the plan, he was responsible for chatting up people and diverting their attention.

Who made him the one with the best English among the fifty-four people?

Having said that, with 30 points in the college entrance examination and 249 in the CET-4, one can also become the best English speaker...

Zhou Buzhou was very surprised.

"Halo! Goodnight touch you! ...Oh, Lou, Goodnight!"

Zhou Buzhou walked in with a smile on his face.

The group of white people who were eating looked at each other.

But in the end, he did not lose his manners.

One of them, who looked like a spring breeze, stood up and smiled beautifully: "Halo, good night!"

"Aimu Fan! Aimu Fan!"

"Will, are you wearing the same clothes as me?"

Zhou Buzhou smiled warmly, and at the same time, his eyes were looking around.

The foreigner paused slightly, then replied with a smile: "England! And you?"

Mine?

Zhou Buzhou's eyes lit up slightly!

He saw it!

He saw where the main switch was.

He quickly put his right hand behind his back and started making various gestures.

The foreigner in front of him thought Zhou Buzhou didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "My friend, and you?"

Outside the room, Li Changfeng gestured to the people behind him.

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up: "Do it!"

Everyone took out towels and put them on their faces.

"kill!"

A group of people rushed in aggressively.

I saw countless people rushing in with towels covering their faces.

The foreigner who was talking to Zhou Buzhou paused, and the other foreigners also paused.

Zhou Buzhou pretended to be bewildered and started to yell, "Wait a pound, wat a pound!"

Li Changfeng burst out with the aura of the peak of the first level and rushed towards the main switch discovered by Zhou Buzhou at an extremely fast speed!

He punched down.

In an instant, the whole room was pitch dark!

Zhou Buzhou kicked hard in front of him, and at the same time he screamed and threw himself aside, saying, "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Shit!

disdain!

Fuck it!

grass!

kill!

All kinds of roars rang out.

It's a mess!

It's a complete mess!

Zhou Buzhou grabbed a piece of steak that was already on the plate according to the location he remembered.

The next moment, the other hand also grabbed the steak!

Zhou Buzhou was slightly angry and punched forward.

The opponent also punched him.

“Alpaca!”

The opponent roared and pounced again.

Zhou Buzhou's face darkened: "Get lost, it's me!"

The other side paused.

The other side then roared: "Alpaca! Foreigners can speak human language!"

Another punch came up.

Zhou Buzhou was so angry!

I've already revealed my identity, why are you still coming?

Zhou Buzhou punched out again.

The next moment, he heard the man shout again: "Everyone be careful, there's a foreigner who can speak Chinese, Zhou Buzhou, Senior Brother Li, come and kill him!"

Zhou Buzhou was speechless.

Too lazy to get entangled with the sectarian Saby, he grabbed the steak and quickly retreated.

It only took ten seconds.

Everyone rushed out.

Zhou Buzhou asked, "Have you got them all?"

Yang Zimei put down the big wooden barrel.

Inside, there are densely packed steaks!

Everyone was delighted.

"Let's go to the next one!"

"myfriend, whathappen?"

A voice in English rang out from behind a disciple from a certain sect.

A dazed foreigner poked his head out and looked at Zhou Buzhou in sudden surprise.

He was the one who talked to Zhou Buzhou face to face.

Zhou Buzhou's face darkened: "Why did you bring him out?"

The sect disciple was also bewildered: "He bumped into me. I felt like he flew out from inside. I thought he was one of us..."

Master Chen, I hit the man on the head.

Yin Shaozhen cooperated very well and picked up the man and threw him into the house.

There was another burst of laughter in the room, full of disgust, and fuck off.

"Let's go to the next one!"

Zhou Buzhou looked at the people from the sects and felt a little panicked.

In the next place, the other party didn’t seem to be speaking English, but English is universal!

Zhou Buzhou continued to chat with him in English, and then after finding the main switch, a group of people rushed in to turn off the lights and grab the meat!

After robbing seven or eight places in a row, everyone came to a brightly lit house again.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, this looks like Japan!"

"Fuck, these Japanese devils!"

"The massacre that year..."

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