Chapter 174: Empty stolen sugar

Sewage! Peas are definitely a bad movie recently. /p>

Song Shuhang is preparing to make an eight hundred-word essay in his mind to condemn the peas, and the ringtone of the mobile phone came from his pocket.

Opened a look, it was the call from the owner Huangshan Zhenjun.

Song Shuhang asked: "Huangshan predecessors, what happened?"

"Haha, I didn't say that I have booked a car for you and the White Sovereign. Now there are 13 vehicles transported to a designated underground parking lot near Jiangnan University City. The rest of the vehicles will also be successively within one month. Send it. Someone will call you in a while, when will you get the car to receive it? I have already packed the entire parking lot, and the free car just stops there." Huangshan Zhenjun’s hearty laughter Come.

Song Shuhang listened to his heart, and after learning the driver's license, he naturally wanted a good car. In addition to the man’s dream of flying in the blue sky, the luxury car is also one of the dreams: “No problem, I can pass anytime!”

Huangshan Zhenjun lowered his voice and asked: "There is still another thing, is the White Supreme being by your side?"

"No, I am on my way back to school." Song Shuhang replied.

"Then I said it, I asked you, has the white lord recently changed his luck very well?" Huang Shanzheng asked softly.

"Luck, it seems that the luck of the whites is very good." Song Shuhang nodded.

For example, at the time of the draw outside the Electronic City, the Grand Prize was drawn at once. For example, when the former contract ‘Ghosts’, there were scattered bodies flying outside, and the flying swords and bronze rings were exploded.

Now the flying sword is just for the white lord to use it.

"Well, it has already begun. Pay attention to safety, book friends! The better the luck of the white predecessors, the more you should pay attention." Huangshan Zhenjun.

"Pay attention to safety? Why?" Song Shuhang wondered.

"To make it easy to understand, there is a rock in the sky that suddenly comes down to the side of the white lord. Then he untied the slate and got a lot of refining materials that the monks can use. This is good. Okay?" Huangshan Zhenjun Road.

"Yeah." Song Shuhang nodded.

"Would that if the meteorite almost killed you next to the white lord? Or, you were severely wounded?" Huangshan really suppressed the voice.

Song Shuhang immediately realized that "Yu Jun, what do you mean? The luck of the white predecessors, often accompanied by bad luck?"

"It is not this statement. It is more appropriate to say that it should be 'rich and in danger.' Just be careful, you can still have a good harvest." Huangshan Zhenjun exclaimed.

"Okay, I know." Song Shuhang nodded. Is this the reason why the predecessors in the group avoided the white predecessors?

"Finally, there is still one thing. It is also a personal experience given by a predecessor." Huangshan Zhenjun said profoundly: "You have recently chatted with beautiful girls, such as our 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group' The little girl, Yukoko. I often talked to her, thinking about her beauty in her mind. Or there is a lychee fairy in the group. She recently just married a foreign **** who had offended her. I should always go online soon. You have more contact with her when you have time. She likes to take selfies. You can always see some of her beautiful photos. Look at them and think about her beauty."

"Hey?" Song Shuhang listened to the fog.

"Nothing, more contact with a beautiful girl is, listening to the predecessors, it is right!" Huangshan Zhenjun meaningful: "That said, I hang up first."

Dudu... Huangshan Zhenjun hung up the phone.

Song Shuhang grabbed the mobile phone and depressed: "So, I always feel that the predecessors in the group often talk half and stay half. Why don't you make it clear?"

The peas underneath turned their heads and looked at Song Shuhang deeply, then nodded silently: "Nothing, don't have to listen to Huangshan's stupid, he is too dirty!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

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On the other side, the pharmacist's building.

The white lord leaned against the white wall and put on a handsome posture: "Is that okay?"

"Yes, yes, this position!" In front of him, a woman wearing a police uniform, about twenty years old, holding a SLR camera in her hand, secretly swallowing in her mouth.

She is the person responsible for the White House to handle the 'temporary residence permit'?

Hey, after taking three photos of the white sage, she licked her lips: "I will finally come back to a position. After the filming, I will pick one out and give you a temporary residence permit!"

"Oh, okay. But do you need so many photos for your temporary residence permit?" Although the White Supreme is puzzled, he still works very well. He has made a one-handed, cool posture.

"Need, need! I must make the most perfect temporary residence permit!" The policewoman said seriously, she flipped through the photos in the SLR camera, about twenty.

It’s a pity, I want to take a few more photos. Even she wants to bring the man named ‘Song White’ into the camera and bring it back. It’s so handsome! Going back can show off with female colleagues for a long time.

Song Bai, this is the name of the white lord.

Because the white sage is only a single ‘white’ character, it is not convenient to make an ID card. Therefore, when the Snow Wolf Cave Lord gave him an identity document, he settled on the Song name.

After reluctantly taking the last photo, the policewoman left her contact information and said: "Mr. Song Bai, for up to two days, I will be able to send your temporary residence permit! If you have urgent needs, Feel free to contact me, I can get it out in advance!"

"Thank you." The white sage smiled at the policewoman.

The policewoman blushes her face and carries a SLR camera. She is careful that her liver and her mouth will not stop. Finally, he was reluctant to smash the white sage, and he was not willing to leave the pharmacist's building.

The white sage was secretly relieved, and he carefully controlled his breath throughout the filming process, lest his natural ‘charm’ leaked out and he was tired.

After the policewoman left, the white lord came to the small yard and took out a big box.

This is... the trophy that he accumulated after struggling yesterday and this morning. In addition to the morning big screen color TV, water machine, speaker, rice cooker, induction cooker, there is also a range hood, microwave oven, soymilk machine......

If the policewoman came early in the morning, he would have to remove more things.

Of course, after these things broke down, he carefully portrayed the phantom array in place. In a short time, it will not be seen as strange - hope that it will not be seen by Song Shuhang's friends!

Take Song Shuhang back, take care of these things first!

At this time... a girl with a little baby fat, is sneaking close to the pharmacist suite, she carefully cracked the defensive array - it is the sugar lord of the empty door.