Blue and White Society Chapter 92: Everyone is talented
The Chinese among the limiters of Moe Island are all here now.
Except for Qiaoman's two-dimensional painting style, which can be seen at a glance, the others are all like him, and there is nothing unusual on the surface.
There were two bandaged wounds on their hands, the same as Zhang Wei's, and Mo Poor knew that these two were also people of different blood.
It is indeed the case when you ask, one is nicknamed Banlangen, and the other is nicknamed Hot Pot Oil.
As for Zhang Wei, needless to say, he must be nicknamed cuttlefish soup.
There were two other young people, one of them held a chopstick in his mouth and said, "Hello, my name is rather ugly, please call me a smoker."
As he spoke, he took a sip of the chopsticks and comfortably blew out a few smoke rings.
Mo Poor was taken aback for a while.
The smoker said with a smile: "Ha, just kidding, I'm not as weird as them. I chewed a tobacco plant in the wild and was brought to Meng Island not long after. It’s just smoke. The smoke from different things has different nicotine content, the more complex things the better to smoke, and animals are the best, such as cats.”
As he spoke, he fished it from his lap, and Mo Poor realized that there was a kitten lying on his lap.
The smoker picked up the dazed kitten, sucked his mouth on the fur, and took a good breath.
"Ah... top quality! Really top quality!" The smoker exhaled smoke.
Mo Poor watched him take a sip of the cat, exhaling it surrounded by smoke, and then reluctantly put the cat back on his lap.
After that, the smoker picked up his chopsticks again, enjoying the ordinary taste.
Mo Poor rubbed his nose and smelled a little smoke, it was really a cigarette.
He couldn't help asking curiously: "What about that person... what is it like to be human?"
The face of the smoker changed, as if he was remembering and looking forward to it, as if the smoke drawn from a person's body was the real holy product.
Zhang Wei hurriedly said: "Don't talk about it, Lanbai Society forbids him to smoke, otherwise he will be isolated, and he finally quit."
"Why?" Mo Qiong asked in a daze. You can **** cats, but not people?
The smoker stroked the cat and said, "You can only take ten puffs of anything, and then it will be wiped out. Do you understand? I want to kill you, all I need is ten kisses!"
"I only smoked this cat once in a few days. After nine times, the Blue and White Society will take it back."
"In the past, I almost sucked myself to death. Now, as long as I dare to take a puff from myself, you will see me turn into flying ash."
"The Blue and White Society asked me to quit smoking step by step, but I couldn't. They imprisoned me for a while, and finally let me quit human smoking, and then replaced it with animals. After that, I didn't even smoke animals step by step. Only smoke plants, dead things..."
Mo Poor listened in a daze, an effect that seemed to smoke everything could kill anyone.
"Complicated things include not only creatures, but also some exquisite handicrafts, aren't they also good smoke?" Mo Poor said.
"It's very good. I smoked all my mobile phone and the computer in the house. Now Lanbai Club doesn't provide me with electrical appliances. I usually go to the supermarket to buy some fruits and vegetables and come back to smoke. Kill more than sixty cucumbers..." said the smoker, and then picked up a glass of Coke and drank it.
Drinking and drinking, he let out a sigh of relief and let out a puff of smoke.
Mo Poor is speechless, how addicted is this guy to smoking. They even pulled out the combination, while drinking Coke, while smoking from the Coke, this is really a technical job.
However, if you want to come to the smoke inhaled from vegetables and fruits, the taste and taste must be excellent, which makes people want to stop.
Zhang Wei said with a smile: "Let me tell you, his harmful effect is very miserable. In the future, if he becomes a peripheral, he will have to be under the nose of the Lanbai Club, and he can't talk to anyone."
Want to talk about? Mo Poor thought so too, a smoker's mouth could **** out the smoke with just one sip on a person's body, ten puffs would kill him.
How can you make out with people after this? Even if he can't keep his mouth shut, the Blue and White Society doesn't dare to let him be intimate with others, unless he is willing to live broadcast, disclose his privacy, or do things with a shackle...
Thinking about it, Mo Poor felt miserable, so he couldn't help but look at the smoker.
Unexpectedly, the smoker looked indifferent, but instead smiled and said: "Haha, this is just a small restriction, you don't understand if you haven't smoked before, it's better to **** a cat than to make out, it's exciting!"
"It's brother Huo who is really miserable. As long as someone calls him by name, he will catch fire. If he doesn't save him in time, he will be burned to death. Do you think it's miserable?"
He pointed to the man who had been silent all this time, the man was drinking tea silently with a sad face.
"Call him?" Mo Qiong asked in a daze.
The smoker said: "Yeah, as long as you call him by name, no matter if you scold him verbally or in your heart, whether you scold him face-to-face or behind your back... even if you scold him with a smile, 'xxx are you stupid', you will be fired." Brother Huo will be on fire. So we still don’t know Brother Huo’s real name, because it’s kept secret. The Lanbai Society even helped him create a new identity, and he will use a fake name in the future, so as not to offend anyone who scolds him behind his back .”
"How does it catch fire? Will it catch fire if soaked in water?" Mo Poor asked.
The smoker said: "If he has clothes with him, it will burn automatically. If he is naked, his hair will burn. If he doesn't even have hair... the human body will burn directly. So does soaking in water, but soaking in water Here, the fire will go out again in no time.”
Qiaoman waved his hand and there was still an afterimage, and said softly: "I saw it with my own eyes when I first came. Brother Huo sat there and did nothing, and suddenly his pants caught fire! At that time, there were still people in the Lanbai Society Keep an eye on him, and rescue him as soon as you find him on fire. It’s much better now, probably because I lived for too long, and those who used to scold him forgot to scold him.”
Mo Qiong shook his head, this is really tragic, at least the effects of everyone will not kill him inexplicably.
But Brother Huo knows it, and he is the kind who lays his gun.
"He has to go back in the future, so he has to be on guard all the time? If someone kills him one day, I don't know who scolded him." Mo Poor said.
"No, I know. No matter who scolds me, I know where he is. Whether I know him or not, no matter what he scolds me in his heart, it will echo in my mind, and it is very irritating. The doctors said , Whenever I hear those scolding voices, a large number of brain cells will die, which is equivalent to overusing the brain for more than ten hours." Brother Huo suddenly complained.
Mo Poor asked curiously: "Is it convenient to say why? You can't be born like this, right?"
Hearing Mo Poor's question, Brother Huo's face became even more miserable, with tears streaming from his eyes, and he was speechless for a long time.
"Sorry, pretend I didn't ask." Mo Poor said hastily.
Brother Huo shook his head and said, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, everyone knows that. Your effects are all brought about by the contained objects, which are derivative effects, and you were innocently implicated."
"I'm different. I'm the only person who used to be a containment object holder among the restricted people of Moe Island. That is, a person who holds a containment object and uses its ability to achieve his own goals. This kind of person is usually a containment object crime. If it is a crime, it will not be restricted, but directly imprisoned.”
Seeing him, Mo Poor smiled wryly. Obviously, he was not imprisoned, so he did not commit a crime.
I saw him sadly saying: "I bought that containment from the Internet. It is a doll that **** a villain. I wanted to **** my boss to vent the pressure, but I didn't know the date of birth of my boss, so I wrote After all, I don’t believe in this, it’s my own YY.”
Speaking of this, he couldn't go on, covering his face and crying.
"This..." Mo Poor was speechless, coauthoring that this was a fierce man who used the contained items to harm himself.
Brother Huo continued: "There are two effects on me, one is being cursed, as long as I am scolded, I will catch fire. The other effect is the price of using it. If most of the contained items can be used, It often has some serious consequences for the user himself, for me, the brain cells are killed by scolding, no matter how far the other party is, my brain can hear it."
"In other words, this containment has negative effects on both the perpetrator and the victim, and I... am both the perpetrator and the victim."
Mo Poor sighed secretly, if the contained object had a spirit, he would never have imagined that the person who used it would be the first to curse himself.
Knowing a few restricted people, Mo Poor discovered that this so-called restricted living area is simply a temporary detention center for abnormal people.
Everyone is talented.
He removes the absolute hit, and the remaining one will not drown, which is simply the most common effect.
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