Wasteland Emperor, starting from the sign in from the log cabin

Chapter 892



Chapter 892

Chapter 892

In the car, Lin Fang was driving, returning to the family.

"These old men are really interesting. Seeing Brother Hao's strength now, I want to win them back. Before, everyone wanted us to leave!"

Lin Hao snorted coldly: "I think it's beautiful, I don't have time to deal with them!"

"Brother still has to practice!"

Lin Hao leaned lazily on his seat.

It was just him and Lin Fang, so there was no need to care about anything.

I put my big feet to the front of the car and fell asleep comfortably.

"Hey...! Humph...!" Lin Fang sighed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Hao closed his eyes: "I'm too tired, I didn't sleep well yesterday, and at noon...! Hehe...!"

"Hate! Who made you talk endlessly!"

Lin Fang blushed with embarrassment.

Lin Hao proudly arched his body and found a comfortable position.

"That's not my fault!"

"Are you crazier than me?"

"Oh...! I'm so ashamed!" Lin Fang gave Lin Hao a blank look.

Lin Hao smiled slightly and yawned.

Lin Fang saw that he was really tired, so she didn't bother him.

Even if Lin Hao didn't participate too much in the battle last night, his nerves were tense throughout the night.

No wonder you're not sleepy!

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the family territory.

Lin Hao opened his eyes drowsily, and the smell of meat filled the yard.

This man, if he didn't eat tons of meat for a month, he would really drool just smelling it.

To the point of being ashamed and thrown into the running water.

But in this mouth, there is really sour water constantly bubbling out.

"Get out of here! This isn't over yet! Why are you so anxious?"

Lao Fan shouted in front of the kitchen, and the family restaurant was surrounded.

The fighting team has not eaten meat for more than two months.

All the team members are crowded there, waiting for the fragrant boiled meat to come out of the pot!

"These boys!"

Lin Hao yawned.

Seeing that Lin Hao was coming, all the team members quickly slipped away.

Lin Hao walked into the kitchen: "Old Fan, is it so fragrant?"

"Ouch! Master! You are here!"

Lao Fan looked at the pot, took out a piece and put it on the plate: "Master, please try it first!"

Lin Hao waved his hand: "So many brothers are drooling. I, the head of the family, am eating alone here. How can I say that?"

"How can this be called eating alone?" Lao Fan held the plate: "Why don't you try this newly cooked meal to see if it has salted eggs?"

Lin Hao pointed at him: "You...!"

I found a place where no one was around. It wasn't that Lin Hao really wanted to take a bite, but that this was Lao Fan's intention. If Lin Hao kept refusing, Lao Fan would feel uncomfortable.

"Hmm...! It's really good! The shredded pork is a bit hard, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Lao Fan chuckled: "That's right, I added a lot of seasonings to remove the fishy smell and greasy taste, so it's delicious!"

Lin Hao nodded his head and looked into the pot.

"Huh? Old Fan, why are these bones?"

"What about the meat?"

Lao Fan looked at the pot: "Patriarch, if you only order meat like this, why don't you take it easy?"

“I’ll cook the bones today, and there’s some meat too, so I’ll share less with each person!”

Lin Hao looked at Fan Qi: "You old Fan, we didn't kill anyone this time. You didn't give the family members a good time. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable to eat this meal and think about the next one?"

"Patriarch, that bit of meat is at most enough for a meal!"

Lao Fan looked at Lin Hao: "This is a wasteland world, some food is good, Patriarch, I know your intentions are good, but these boys, don't get too used to it!"

"Does the water flow forever!"

(End of this chapter)


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