Sister White Rabbit!
Cute lamb jumped off the sofa, rushed over happily, and hugged the white rabbit.
The white rabbit put the supplies in her hand on the ground, lifted her wardrobe, took off her mask, and squatted down, hugged the Cute Sheep tightly into her arms, and pressed her face against her tender and warm little face.
Cute little lamb, where is Uncle Tiger?The white rabbit asked.
In the room.Cute Sheep felt a little wronged. He didn't even play with me, and he was even a fierce person.
The white rabbit's chest thrust in pain: It seems that Douhu hasn't told Cute that something happened to the songwriter.
He was in a bad mood.The white rabbit touched the head of the Cute lamb. I brought you a lot of delicious food this time. I will chat with Uncle Hu for a while and then get you something to eat afterwards.
Um!Cute Sheep was very obedient. She let go of the white rabbit, sat back on the sofa, and continued to watch the cartoon.
The white rabbit walked through the living room and came to a false iron door.
The white rabbit walked in and brought it to the door. It was a simple room of dozens of square meters. The light was dark, and a set of hibernation warehouse equipment made by Wujin stood beside the wall.
There were two folding chairs next to the hibernation chamber. Douhu sat on a chair, his hands drooped naturally, he leaned his head, and his mouth was filled with extinguished cigarette butt. His lips were burned by the ashes, but he seemed to have no feeling.
He looked like a madman who was concentrating on thinking, and like a drunk idiot.
Douhu was surrounded by cigarette butts on the ground, and the indoor air was dirty and choking. The white rabbit frowned and walked forward, resisting the urge to kick him over.
You're here.Douhu leaned forward and laughed: Do you bring cigarettes?
The white rabbit sat down on the chair opposite Douhu and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Douhu's eyes lit up and reached for the cigarette. The white rabbit quickly retracted his hand.
Are you planning to just stay here and get rotten?The white rabbit asked coldly.
Look at what you said.Douhu smiled embarrassedly: Don’t your idol stay in the coffin too? Why don’t you say he is rotten and smelly?
The captain is raising his strength, what about you?Are you nourishing lung cancer here?The white rabbit is very disgusted.
Farting, I'm thinking.Douhu said.
You are blaming yourself.The White Rabbit mercilessly exposes: The singer's...
The white rabbit wanted to say death, but was afraid that the Cute sheep outside would hear it, so he changed his words: The matter of the singer is not your responsibility.
Douhu sank his face and scratched his messy hair: I should have insisted on taking her away at that time, and I could have knocked her out directly. I have always been very tough before, why did my mind get into the water that day...
I'll tell you why.White Rabbit interrupted Douhu: Because when you decided to find Jingshu to use the 'superman plan', you thought that it is impossible for the people in the base to be all substitutes, which is easy to be discovered.
Ge Ji was unwilling to leave the flower shop. Her shop was close to Millennium Building and was the main contact point between Tengu and Jiusi. She was the most suitable person to be a guard, so you didn't insist. When you made this decision, you might not have thought so much, just subconsciously empirical judgment.
Fighting the tiger without saying a word.
The white rabbit threw the cigarette to Douhu. He took it, tore it open the packaging, shook it out and held it in his mouth.
He smiled bitterly and said: sooner or later, Qilin will break up with us. I was not surprised when the first shot was fired, but I never expected that the crazy critic would be even more crazy than me. If we hadn't had a backup plan, we would have really beaten them all in one go.
It's Ah.The white rabbit looked at the hibernation warehouse, feeling sad and scared: If the singer was also a substitute, we could not deceive Qilin at all. Once Qilin noticed that it was wrong, it would definitely stop in time.
He will continue to maintain superficial peace, hide secret weapons, and refuse to release them until he finds our true hiding point and finds an opportunity to catch them all in one go. By then, we, the captain, will not have such good luck.
Perhaps, everything has its own arrangements.The White Rabbit looked at Douhu: The singer saved the twelve zodiac signs. Uncle Tiger, you have to cheer up, we have to avenge the singer!
Douhu was silent for a few seconds, looked up at the white rabbit, and the light in his eyes became cold and hard and sharp: Rabbit, give me fire.
The white rabbit took out the lighter and threw it to Douhu.
Douhu scraped the lighter with a click, skillfully lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath.
He stood up, stretched his waist long and ordered: You and Cute Lamb are here first, I'll do something.
OK.Baitu asked: What are you going to do?
Xiao Yangyang contacted Tiangou.Douhu smiled and said: Tiangou said that he would come to the Western Country these days and wanted to have a conversation between leaders with me.
……
Late at night, the northern suburbs of the West.
Gao Yang was wearing a red racing suit and a black helmet, riding a black Saimo on the suburbs, like an oval lightworm swam quickly along the black artery of the earth.
Soon, Saimo slowed down, and a horizontal drift stopped at the entrance of a private farm.
Gao Yang got out of the car, took off his helmet, and threw it back.
When the helmet was accurately hung on the front of the car, Gao Yang had already teleported through the iron gate and his figure disappeared in the farm.
Gaoyang walked a long way and soon saw a farm house from the 1960s and 1970s. Gaoyang was facing the farm house and turned left and turned into a grassland pasture.
There is a large wooden stake shed on the pasture, with dozens of cows locked in it.
Gao Yang quickly walked through the pasture and walked into an oak forest.
In winter, leaves wither and shadows are endless. The twisted and strange branches are like black magic being cast by a witch, which can turn into dangerous tree spirits to attack passers-by at any time.
After walking for a few more minutes, Gao Yang passed through the gloomy oak forest. The view ahead was wide and there was a small gray-blue lake.
There is a wooden pier by the lake, and there is a person sitting in a wheelchair by the pier.
Gao Yang immediately became alert and slowly approached, and found that it was a weak old man. He was wearing thick pajamas, a cute Christmas hat, thick cotton socks on his feet were black and blue, one foot was wearing fur slippers, and one foot was not worn.
The old man leaned weakly on the wheelchair, clasped his hands together, and grabbed a fishing rod.
Gao Yang looked at him from the front.
The old man looked sixty or seventy years old, his skin was loose and dull, his cheekbones were high, and his turbid blue eyes were very protruding, like fish eyes that had been broken on his head.
He had a large wine-slotted nose, his lips were thin and chapped, like two earthworms exposed to the sun. His mouth was grinning to one side, revealing a rugged yellow teeth, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
His facial muscles seemed uncontrollable and would twitch from time to time, like an elderly man who could not take care of himself after a stroke.
Gao Yang was puzzled. Why did an irrelevant lost person appear where Douhu asked him to meet?
Suddenly, an extremely solemn and powerful wind came from behind.
Gao Yang raised his backhand and golden energy emerged on his arm, quickly embodying a translucent golden shield.
clang
The heavy black gold giant sword slashed on the golden shield, stirring up dazzling energy particles.
Gao Yang steadily blocked the attack, but the powerful sword energy spread from around the energy shield. The old man behind Gao Yang, even the entire wheelchair, was lifted out and fell to the grass not far away.
Cute lamb jumped off the sofa, rushed over happily, and hugged the white rabbit.
The white rabbit put the supplies in her hand on the ground, lifted her wardrobe, took off her mask, and squatted down, hugged the Cute Sheep tightly into her arms, and pressed her face against her tender and warm little face.
Cute little lamb, where is Uncle Tiger?The white rabbit asked.
In the room.Cute Sheep felt a little wronged. He didn't even play with me, and he was even a fierce person.
The white rabbit's chest thrust in pain: It seems that Douhu hasn't told Cute that something happened to the songwriter.
He was in a bad mood.The white rabbit touched the head of the Cute lamb. I brought you a lot of delicious food this time. I will chat with Uncle Hu for a while and then get you something to eat afterwards.
Um!Cute Sheep was very obedient. She let go of the white rabbit, sat back on the sofa, and continued to watch the cartoon.
The white rabbit walked through the living room and came to a false iron door.
The white rabbit walked in and brought it to the door. It was a simple room of dozens of square meters. The light was dark, and a set of hibernation warehouse equipment made by Wujin stood beside the wall.
There were two folding chairs next to the hibernation chamber. Douhu sat on a chair, his hands drooped naturally, he leaned his head, and his mouth was filled with extinguished cigarette butt. His lips were burned by the ashes, but he seemed to have no feeling.
He looked like a madman who was concentrating on thinking, and like a drunk idiot.
Douhu was surrounded by cigarette butts on the ground, and the indoor air was dirty and choking. The white rabbit frowned and walked forward, resisting the urge to kick him over.
You're here.Douhu leaned forward and laughed: Do you bring cigarettes?
The white rabbit sat down on the chair opposite Douhu and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Douhu's eyes lit up and reached for the cigarette. The white rabbit quickly retracted his hand.
Are you planning to just stay here and get rotten?The white rabbit asked coldly.
Look at what you said.Douhu smiled embarrassedly: Don’t your idol stay in the coffin too? Why don’t you say he is rotten and smelly?
The captain is raising his strength, what about you?Are you nourishing lung cancer here?The white rabbit is very disgusted.
Farting, I'm thinking.Douhu said.
You are blaming yourself.The White Rabbit mercilessly exposes: The singer's...
The white rabbit wanted to say death, but was afraid that the Cute sheep outside would hear it, so he changed his words: The matter of the singer is not your responsibility.
Douhu sank his face and scratched his messy hair: I should have insisted on taking her away at that time, and I could have knocked her out directly. I have always been very tough before, why did my mind get into the water that day...
I'll tell you why.White Rabbit interrupted Douhu: Because when you decided to find Jingshu to use the 'superman plan', you thought that it is impossible for the people in the base to be all substitutes, which is easy to be discovered.
Ge Ji was unwilling to leave the flower shop. Her shop was close to Millennium Building and was the main contact point between Tengu and Jiusi. She was the most suitable person to be a guard, so you didn't insist. When you made this decision, you might not have thought so much, just subconsciously empirical judgment.
Fighting the tiger without saying a word.
The white rabbit threw the cigarette to Douhu. He took it, tore it open the packaging, shook it out and held it in his mouth.
He smiled bitterly and said: sooner or later, Qilin will break up with us. I was not surprised when the first shot was fired, but I never expected that the crazy critic would be even more crazy than me. If we hadn't had a backup plan, we would have really beaten them all in one go.
It's Ah.The white rabbit looked at the hibernation warehouse, feeling sad and scared: If the singer was also a substitute, we could not deceive Qilin at all. Once Qilin noticed that it was wrong, it would definitely stop in time.
He will continue to maintain superficial peace, hide secret weapons, and refuse to release them until he finds our true hiding point and finds an opportunity to catch them all in one go. By then, we, the captain, will not have such good luck.
Perhaps, everything has its own arrangements.The White Rabbit looked at Douhu: The singer saved the twelve zodiac signs. Uncle Tiger, you have to cheer up, we have to avenge the singer!
Douhu was silent for a few seconds, looked up at the white rabbit, and the light in his eyes became cold and hard and sharp: Rabbit, give me fire.
The white rabbit took out the lighter and threw it to Douhu.
Douhu scraped the lighter with a click, skillfully lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath.
He stood up, stretched his waist long and ordered: You and Cute Lamb are here first, I'll do something.
OK.Baitu asked: What are you going to do?
Xiao Yangyang contacted Tiangou.Douhu smiled and said: Tiangou said that he would come to the Western Country these days and wanted to have a conversation between leaders with me.
……
Late at night, the northern suburbs of the West.
Gao Yang was wearing a red racing suit and a black helmet, riding a black Saimo on the suburbs, like an oval lightworm swam quickly along the black artery of the earth.
Soon, Saimo slowed down, and a horizontal drift stopped at the entrance of a private farm.
Gao Yang got out of the car, took off his helmet, and threw it back.
When the helmet was accurately hung on the front of the car, Gao Yang had already teleported through the iron gate and his figure disappeared in the farm.
Gaoyang walked a long way and soon saw a farm house from the 1960s and 1970s. Gaoyang was facing the farm house and turned left and turned into a grassland pasture.
There is a large wooden stake shed on the pasture, with dozens of cows locked in it.
Gao Yang quickly walked through the pasture and walked into an oak forest.
In winter, leaves wither and shadows are endless. The twisted and strange branches are like black magic being cast by a witch, which can turn into dangerous tree spirits to attack passers-by at any time.
After walking for a few more minutes, Gao Yang passed through the gloomy oak forest. The view ahead was wide and there was a small gray-blue lake.
There is a wooden pier by the lake, and there is a person sitting in a wheelchair by the pier.
Gao Yang immediately became alert and slowly approached, and found that it was a weak old man. He was wearing thick pajamas, a cute Christmas hat, thick cotton socks on his feet were black and blue, one foot was wearing fur slippers, and one foot was not worn.
The old man leaned weakly on the wheelchair, clasped his hands together, and grabbed a fishing rod.
Gao Yang looked at him from the front.
The old man looked sixty or seventy years old, his skin was loose and dull, his cheekbones were high, and his turbid blue eyes were very protruding, like fish eyes that had been broken on his head.
He had a large wine-slotted nose, his lips were thin and chapped, like two earthworms exposed to the sun. His mouth was grinning to one side, revealing a rugged yellow teeth, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
His facial muscles seemed uncontrollable and would twitch from time to time, like an elderly man who could not take care of himself after a stroke.
Gao Yang was puzzled. Why did an irrelevant lost person appear where Douhu asked him to meet?
Suddenly, an extremely solemn and powerful wind came from behind.
Gao Yang raised his backhand and golden energy emerged on his arm, quickly embodying a translucent golden shield.
clang
The heavy black gold giant sword slashed on the golden shield, stirring up dazzling energy particles.
Gao Yang steadily blocked the attack, but the powerful sword energy spread from around the energy shield. The old man behind Gao Yang, even the entire wheelchair, was lifted out and fell to the grass not far away.
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