Cheng Chumo scratched his head. He didn't know what fuel was.
"It's the coal we burned earlier."
Ma Zhou took the opportunity to pretend to be knowledgeable.
"Then let's go quickly and get the fuel."
Cheng Chumo stood up abruptly and wanted to pull Zhang Feng back.
"I just got here. I haven't warmed up yet."
Zhang Feng was a little unhappy and shrugged his shoulders.
"What's there to roast?"
Cheng Chumo pulled Zhang Feng up and then looked at Zhangsun, Chong, and the others. "Bug, Da Bing, let's go."
The three of them were indeed in the same boat. When they heard this, they pulled Zhang Feng and ran to the field without stopping. Poor Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun, who were carrying the experimental equipment, slowly walked back.
They didn't stop along the way and finally returned to the field. Cheng Chumo let go of Zhang Feng and smiled. "Feng Zi, now that we're back, get ready. I can't wait any longer."
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes at Cheng Chumo. This guy was like a bandit, just like Old Cheng. He couldn't do anything to them. It seemed that he could only teach this guy a lesson in the sky.
"Ma Zhou, go get some fuel and get ready to start."
He looked at Ma Zhou beside him with some resentment.
Ma Zhou nodded and walked out of the field.
In less than 15 minutes, Ma Zhou came back with the fuel. He put the fuel in the brazier and quickly made the fire. He was only waiting for Zhang Feng's order.
"Feng Zi, now that it's done, can we go up to the sky?"
Cheng Chumo couldn't wait. He was also involved in the production, so he was familiar with the process.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you being chased by wolves? "
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes at Cheng Chumo and then looked at Ma Zhou. "Tie up Tie Niu."
"F * ck, why tie me up?"
Cheng Chumo exclaimed and stepped back as if he was afraid of being tied up. Although he was strong, he couldn't fight against so many people.
"How are you going to fly if I don't tie you up?"
Zhang Feng frowned. He felt that this guy had a one-track mind.
"Motherf * cker, what kind of logic is this? Why do we have to tie them up before we can fly? "
Cheng Chumo could not take it anymore. He waved his hand in protest.
"I tied you up because I was afraid that you would move around and accidentally fall down."
Zhang Feng explained patiently. What he said was the truth. This guy had a huge physique. If he fell, he would become meat paste. Most importantly, he could play with this guy.
Hearing this, Cheng Chumo was stunned.
He glanced at Zhang Feng, his heart beating like a drum.
This brat wouldn't have any bad intentions, right?
Did he have to be tied to the heavens? If there was any danger, he wouldn't even be able to run away.
However, from the kid's tone, it seemed like he couldn't fly without being tied up.
This …
Just as he was thinking, Zhang Feng's impatient voice rang out again. "Have you f * cking thought it through? Don't dawdle here. If there's no other way, let Da Bing do it. I think Da Bing is more of a man than you. "
With that, Zhang Feng took the rope and walked towards Du Gou. He looked like he was going to tie him up.
"Wait."
Cheng Chumo took a big step and came in front of Zhang Feng. He chuckled. "Feng Zi, why are you angry? Did I say not to tie me up? Isn't it just tying me up and going up? It's not a big deal. Come and tie me up. Use more strength. My skin is tough. "
With that, he looked like he was going to be tied up, like a hero dying for justice.
"Hehe, if you said so earlier, this wouldn't have happened."
Zhang Feng took down the rope that was about to be tied around Du Gou and walked towards Cheng Chumo. "Ma Zhou, Hao Chujun, come and help. This brat's skin is thick. It's not easy to tie him up."
"Feng Zi, weren't you going to tie me up? Why did you change people? "
Du Gou, who was behind him, could not take it anymore. He stepped forward and protested.
"Go, go, go. What's there to tie you up for? Wait for the next round."
Zhang Feng pushed the thin and weak Du Gou away. Then, he began to tie the rope around Cheng Chumo. "Come, Iron Bull. Put your head in."
Put my head in?
Cheng Chumo frowned.
Why did these words sound like what a butcher would say during Chinese New Year?
Then wouldn't he be a pig?
He glared at Zhang Feng but did not argue. Since he was going to go up, there was no need to talk nonsense. He obediently put the rope around his head.
"Ma Zhou, Hao Chujun, each of you hold one arm. Get ready to fasten it."
Zhang Feng glanced at the two people in front of him and instructed with a smile.
The two of them nodded and did not say anything. They directly pulled one arm each and tightened the rope. Although they did not use much strength, the rope's tightening force made Cheng Chumo feel a little pain.
"Hey, hey, hey, you two brats, be gentle. Be careful that I'll come down and teach you a lesson."
Cheng Chumo glared at them, trying to use his authority to threaten Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun.
"What the f * ck are you saying?"
Zhang Feng was unhappy. He kicked Cheng Chumo's butt. "We're doing this for your own good. As long as we tie you up tightly, you won't be in danger."
After saying that, he did not wait for the other party's response. He turned to Ma Zhou and Hao Chujun. "You two use more strength. Tighten it for me."
"Yes, Master."
The two of them nodded in unison. Before their master spoke, they did not use much strength. But now that their master had spoken, they had to tighten it fiercely.
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