Chapter 356 Lie down and win the prize

Although there are not many scenic spots in Manchester, they can't be visited in a day, but Natasha doesn't want to be a tour guide for Sunday and others in the next few days. Therefore, several people try to reduce the tour time when visiting each scenic spot, hoping to end themselves in a short time. My own tour guide work.

"What did that guy do when he went in? Why didn't he come out!" Outside the Chaitan Library and the Conservatory of Music, at the door of a large supermarket, Natasha was looking impatiently.

And Zhou Tian was looking for something on the shelf of imported goods in the supermarket at this moment. After searching for a long time, he finally found what he was looking for.

"What did you go to buy? It's been so long." Yingzi and others are also a little impatient. It's almost noon. It's time for dinner. I fell in the supermarket on Sunday and wasted time.

"We finally went abroad. I have to bring something for your brother. I know your brother likes to drink and bought him two bottles of good wine." The eldest brother-in-law has to serve him well. It seems that Yingzi has the concept that the eldest brother is his father. This brother-in-law has become half a father-in-law. If he goes abroad and doesn't get something for him, he must complain.

"Red wine? My brother doesn't like red wine." Like Sunday, Hei San is a person who can drink red wine out of the smell of water. Lafite in 1978 is cool and white for Hei San.

"I know, so I sent Maotai to the third brother." Zhou Tian said, "It's still the best kind. If the third brother who is sure to drink has a sister, he must still marry her to me."

"Bah" Yingzi took a bite on Sunday and suddenly said, "We also have Maotai in China. What are you doing here to buy?"

"Isn't there a lot of fakes in China? There are no fakes. You can keep your voice down and let foreigners hear the shame!" Sunday looked at Natasha, who was not far away, and whispered.

"..."

After whispering to a few women on Sunday, Natasha came over to Sunday and said impatiently, "I ordered Xiangshe Restaurant for lunch. It's just a few minutes north from here. Let's visit Albert Square after dinner..."

The formation in the afternoon was very tensely arranged by Natasha. In addition to the fact that there was no need for forced shopping, it was basically the same as the domestic travel group.

The Xiangshe restaurant booked by Natasha is not big, but it is well decorated and the dining atmosphere is also good, which makes Sunday quite satisfied. Natasha originally planned to have dinner with them on Sunday, but now she looks at Sunday more and more unpleasant, and it happens that Natasha met another acquaintance, so She separated from Sunday and others, saying that they would meet again after lunch.

Several people were eating, but there was a broadcast in the restaurant. It seemed that there was a big reward event held in this Xiangshe restaurant. The number of table can be free of charge, and they can participate in some activities.

Anyway, Sunday is focusing on what's on my plate, and I didn't hear exactly what I said.

"Pick up, what size of table do we have?" Pan Jinlian is particularly interested in this kind of preferential rewards, lucky draws, discounts and so on. I can't listen to anything else. I can listen to this kind of thing.

"It seems to be No. 38. What's the matter? Jinlian, you don't think we are so lucky. The first time we came here for dinner, we encountered such a good thing." I have experience in lying down and being shot on Sunday, but I haven't seen it on Sunday when I lie down and win the prize.

"It seems that what the horn said just now is the thirty-eighth. Hee hee, we really won the lottery. Go and get it." Pan Jinlian looked excited, like five million.

"You really lie down and won the prize. You won't hear it wrong, will you?" Just as Sunday suspected Pan Jinlian's hearing, a waiter suddenly came to confirm, "Congratulations, sir. You are a lucky customer of our Xiangshe Restaurant. The food at your table is free. Please come and participate in our lucky draw."

"Yes, it's a lucky draw, right?" Zhou Tian got up, and the bear Barbarian next to him also wanted to follow him. The purpose of his trip was to be a bodyguard for Sunday, and he wanted to accompany Zhou Tian around.

"Xiong Man, stay here. What's the danger of drawing a prize?" Zhou Tian patted Xiong Manzi on the shoulder and followed the waiter to the lottery.

" By the way, what awards do we have in this lottery? The first prize won't be a 24-inch color TV, will it?" Sunday followed the waiter and asked.

"The first prize is a laptop worth 3,000 euros, the second prize is a mountain bike, the third prize..." Before the waiter's words were finished, he was hit in the neck by a dark shadow and fainted, and Zhou Tian also felt that he had been smashed in the neck, but this time it was like a tickling, but he However, after setting up such a game, I had to give a little face, so after Zhou Tian shook it twice, he fell down.

Although Zhou Tian's eyes are closed, with his immortal cultivation, he can clearly know what is happening around him without opening his eyes.

"This is the young master of the Middle-earth demon clan. There is nothing special. Why does the Middle-earth demon clan pay so much attention to this stupid boy?" A big horse-faced man squatted beside Zhou Tian. After fiddling with Zhou Tian's body, he took out a rope made of animal tendons from the ring on his finger.

"I don't know that this kind of stupid, powerful and weak guy is simply a waste among our werewolves." The voice is extremely high, just like **, it is naturally Van Bronthorst, the wolf king of Siberia.

The werewolf family also pays attention to bloodline. The children of the five wolf kings are born with silver hair, that is, the strength of the Yuanying period. Although they are young, they can't control that power, but it does not affect their strength at all.

"Maybe the Middle-earth demons value their potential more." The horse-faced man thought, "I remember that although the Middle-earth demons also have a noble and lowly bloodline, except for individual races, the other races among them are very weak at birth, but their potential will gradually explode with age, which is completely the opposite of our werewolves. In the case of birth, our werewolf clan completely suppressed the Middle-earth demons in the first hundred years, but with the age of both sides, the drawbacks of the low potential of the werewolf clan are revealed. At the age of 300, the Middle-earth demons with a slightly stronger bloodline can completely suppress our werewolf clan... This boy is probably the middle-earth demon clan. Extremely powerful guy, otherwise it is impossible for the Middle-earth demon clan to be regarded as the young master.

"Maybe this boy may really be more powerful than you and me in hundreds of years, but now he is in our hands... Well, now is not the time to discuss the boy's potential. We should seize the time to take that girl and this boy away, otherwise let The guy in the restaurant found us in trouble. That guy was very difficult to deal with. Van Bronthorst was obviously really scared of the bear barbarians. He clearly remembered that he had patted the other party's body with his claws countless times last night, but the other party's bear skin was not scarred at all. The feeling of powerlessness still impressed him.

"I'd like to compare with him." The werewolves are bloodthirsty and fighting. "I don't know if he can hurt me at my speed."

"Although that guy's speed is not slow, he should not be as fast as you, but his defense is too perverted. If you fight with him, unless you can attack his eyes or other soft places, you are doing useless work." Van Bronnhorst picked up Sunday on the ground and walked to the back door of the restaurant.

"Is it really that awesome?" The horse-faced man curled his lips, grabbed Natasha, who was tied into twists beside him, and followed Van Bronthorst out of the restaurant from the back door.

"You can't throw these two guys in the carriage and run away." Van Bronhorst threw Sunday and Natasha into the carriage of a large truck.

"Absolutely no problem. My two ropes are made of the tendons of Greenlandic ice dragons and have been sacrificed by the high priest in a special way. As long as they are tied, they are like ordinary people and can't break free at all." The horse-faced man said confidently.

After the two were thrown into the carriage, the door of the carriage was tightly locked, and then they heard the sound of the car starting.

It's dark in the carriage, but it's like day in Zhou Tian's eyes. After all, the realm of cultivation has arrived, and the environmental impact is irrelevant to the practitioners.

"Should I take advantage of myself at this time?" Natasha's plump chest is not far from her head, and she still needs a pillow... After moving her body, she leaned over to Natasha on Sunday, ready to find a comfortable position to lie down and sleep.

However, Sunday's expectations soon failed, because just as Sunday's head was about to touch the soft and warm pillow, Natasha suddenly woke up.

"What are you going to do!" The blood clan had the ability of night vision. Natasha naturally saw Zhou Tian lying in front of her chest. With a scream, she suddenly turned over and let herself stay away from Zhou Tian.

"What am I going to do? I didn't do anything. I just was tied up for too long to move my body... Natasha, where are you? Don't leave me. I'm afraid of the dark." Zhou Tian's voice trembled, showing a look of fear, and rolled over and leaned against Natasha.

"You big man are afraid of black... Don't come here, don't be so close to me." Natasha laughed at Zhou Tian, but exclaimed again, because at this moment, Zhou Tian's body was already close to her body, and Zhou Tian's face was also sandwiched in it by Natasha's powerful chest muscles as if it had been calculated.

"Who said that men can't be afraid of the dark, I'm not afraid of shame, but I'm afraid of the dark." Zhou Tian shamelessly stuck to Natasha's body and took advantage of it. At this time, Natasha was already leaning against the edge of the carriage, and behind her was a cold iron sheet, and she could no longer dodge at all.

(to be continued)