Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Last week, Dansha was sent by Wu Cong to attend a training class for monster cubs under the age of [-]. She didn't expect her to learn anything. The main reason was to make her little girl a few friends. After all, the road to practice is long , it would be too lonely to be alone all the time.

Dansha is three hundred years old, her age is about the same, she is beautiful and has a sweet mouth, and she was sent by her immediate superior, Mian, so the teachers in the training class took good care of her. Encountering some unsatisfactory things, most of the teachers who formed cliques among the children turned their eyes and closed their eyes, but Dansha quickly adjusted and made an agreement with a few friends to play together in the future .

The last day of the training class was field training. The hard work actually meant that a group of kids who hadn’t even grown their hair were laughing and joking going out to camp. They hunted some prey in the woods to eat something fresh during the day, and slept in a tent at night. The overall difficulty The rating is F, which belongs to the dungeon that novices can play casually.

Dansha’s new friends are also snakes, a snake and a snake. The snake is a handsome little girl who doesn’t like to talk and always looks cool. The snake is a boy with a smile on his face. There are many bad ideas. They are all kept by a monk temporarily living in the United States. They are pets in name. They have been kept for hundreds of years and they have deep feelings. They spent a lot of money to suppress their ability to cause natural disasters, so that they can be like The other monster cubs travel freely as well.

According to the allocation of a dormitory to sleep four cubs, the three of them got together and the teacher stuffed in a little boy, who was also notoriously difficult in the training class. When fighting, his fists were heavy and ruthless. Opening his mouth, even a turtle with rough skin and thick flesh would have a piece of flesh bitten off. He is usually taciturn and doesn't talk much, but he is quite eye-catching, with starry eyes and sword-like brows full of heroism.

But Dansha and the others figured it out on the first day that this imposing and arrogant new friend was actually a fluffy and chubby little hamster.

This little hamster, who has cultivated himself from the bottom of the society, is obviously more reliable than the three well-born idiots in a dormitory. It took only a few hours to successfully establish a relationship as a hamster. His unshakable position in the dormitory.

When they were ridiculed by the bedroom next door as a nest of snakes and rats, Mr. Hamster unceremoniously directed three huge pythons that could break through buildings in their own bodies to create a catastrophe of wild pythons.

Not only are they a nest of snakes and rats, they also collude with Shen Chen and beat you to the point where you run away crying and calling for your mother, and hold you back even if you refuse to accept it.

Brother Cang in the society, the mouse doesn't talk too much.

Including the last day, they still occupied the best position to set up tents, grabbed the best food and the most seasonings, Mr. Hamster also has a good barbecue technique, and the snakes and snakes who have never seen the world follow their master every day The country snake who gnawed Bigu Dan was quickly and completely captured, and with starry eyes, he strongly invited him to live in his home.

Anyway, my owner is a hopeless fuzz lover, as long as Mr. Hamster turns into a prototype to show off his cuteness, it is guaranteed to make him nod obediently.

Ahem, it's getting far away. In short, it is such a group whose painting style is completely different from the normal group. In the middle of the night, it was keenly aware that someone was secretly approaching their campsite, and it happened to be hungry in the middle of the night. No, I got up and sneaked out to investigate, and came back to wake up Dansha and Mr. Hamster, the four little guys—ignoring the original size of the three snakes, they worked together to clean up the hydra that was planning to do things here clean.

Hydra said that he was very wronged, and suddenly someone ran to the door of his secret base, where he was hunting and camping, and it was still a secret base where "special weapons" were kept. They went out to clean up. Does the policy not let go of the "special weapons" that have just been thawed? !

The four little guys didn't care about this. Although their actions alarmed the teacher and they couldn't steal all the spoils, the teacher allowed them to take a little for hard work.

The frugal hamster took away a large amount of arms that could be exchanged for money in the secret base, and the snake called a brother and sister who were unconscious in the underground cell and the food hoarded in the base. The little girl Dansha was originally to join in the fun. He randomly picked a dark and half-dead human being with his eyes—well, he was the strongest at a glance, and he went back to work as a coolie for A Lang, pounding medicine and making rice cakes.

Just like that, Hydra's secret weapon disappeared inexplicably into the vast sea of ​​people, and the bird rushed over to sweep its tail, completely erasing the existence of this secret base.

Well, all the research materials in it were packaged and sent back to the motherland, and this year's bonus should be expected.

After listening to Dansha's whole process of "hunting", Wu Cong rubbed his forehead with a headache, took out a healing charm and stuck it on the other's forehead, signaling Hotch to throw the half-dead person on the ground into the guest room and lock him up, while he himself He took on the responsibility of educating the cinnabar and cleaning up the blood on the ground and went out to deal with all the witnesses who saw the little girl carrying the "prey" into the door and most likely called the police.

What I want to do is to whip that guy.

It was almost noon when Wu Cong finished his aftermath. Hotch rushed to work and threw the man into the room, locked the door and left. Feel free to throw people to Dansha to toss casually.

He still has a lot of work to do, and his workload of world integration has also risen to a new level. In order to adapt to the changes in the world, many gods have changed accordingly. D) The Norse pantheon, which has been gnawed to the bone, has now reappeared out of nowhere. Wu Cong just sighs when he looks at the other party's diplomatic documents full of mistakes.

If the Nordic gods all have this kind of IQ, it is no wonder that they will be completely overthrown by Fenrisufr (Fenrir)-wait a minute!

Wu Cong quickly turned back two pages of the document, and saw that it was written aboveboard that the eldest son of Odin, the next king of Asgard, Thor, the god of thunder, was thrown into the human world for training by sealing his divine power.

Their gods are also big-hearted in writing such terrible things in the document, and they are really not afraid of someone who wants to kill someone and kill them, and then see who Odin finds to cry.

Wu Cong sighed tiredly, took out the document paper and wrote a document to report the situation to Song Xia, and then called Mianjiao to explain the situation, and asked him to send two people to follow. The Chinese gods have always followed the government for peace. With regard to foreign policy, the current undercurrent is simmering and threatening to explode. If Thor really dies in the human world, it is estimated that another battle of the gods will be set off. At that time, it will be really lively.

The Nordic side is done, and the Egyptian gods are not restless. They said that a little guy named Apocalypse (Apocalypse) in their family has recently shown signs of waking up and doing things. The trajectory of fate attributes it to the United States. The Egyptian gods are in There is no office in the United States, so I hope that the Chinese gods who have been friends with them since hundreds of millions of years ago can help to keep an eye on them. If that little guy makes a fuss, feel free to smoke, don't save them face.

Immediately afterwards, the western gods also came to file. It is said that Michael and Lucifer have a tendency to pinch each other again. If there is any movement at that time, I hope they can bear it more.

The United States, the United States, or the United States, after the fusion of the world, the United States is simply the main battlefield where various gods fight each other. Wu Cong only hopes that the aliens will stop making trouble, otherwise what will happen to Ji, who is driven crazy by overtime work? do not guarantee.

After dealing with the documents for a day and arguing with various gods, Wu Cong got dizzy. When Wu Cong got off work at night, he saw Dansha wrapped around the person he brought back, rubbing around. The poor human seemed to be very scared by this big snake. , sitting stiffly on the bed motionless, his eyes blank and expressionless.

"Alang, you're back!" Dansha jumped off the bed and threw herself into Wu Cong's arms, twisting her face with a hint of guilt, "We had a great time."

There is no silver 300 taels here.Wu Cong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Dansha, the little girl immediately froze, shrank his neck and said: "After he woke up, he didn't listen to me and wanted to hit me very fiercely. When I got angry, I flicked his tail, and then he That's it."

A tail that can crack steel bars... Wu Cong looked at the young man on the bed whose steel arm was completely scrapped and deformed, his head was swollen and bleeding, and he felt a little bit of sympathy.

Patronizing to assess his degree of danger to cinnabar, forgetting that cinnabar's lethality is even more terrifying to ordinary humans.

Post the healing spell to heal the body first, and then quickly apply a memory modification technique when the other party looks over with a stern look on his face.

Eliminate criminal evidence, seal the seal and change memory in one go.

I'm sorry, their oriental gods have been handed down from generation to generation since the earliest Hongjun ancestors. Compared with an ordinary human being, of course he chose his own little girl.

So when Hotch got off work, he saw Wu Cong pointing to the black-haired young man behind him who was holding Dansha with a stiff face and whispering coaxing, and introduced confidently: "This is the new nanny at home, and he will live next door to take care of Dansha from now on."

"My name is Bucky." The young man with soft curly short hair introduced himself stiffly, but the movements of busy feeding the pudding to Dansha were gentle and skillful, and let the little girl lean on him with a good temper.

Hotch looked at Wu Cong expressionlessly.

--explain.

——Things are more complicated than a long story.

— So to make a long story short.

Dansha tilted her head and looked at A Lang and Uncle Hotch's flirtatious (?), smashed the sweet and smooth milk pudding in her mouth, leaned on the hard chest muscles of the new nanny and tugged at each other's soft hair, and said in a milky voice: "I want to watch TV."

Former Hydra killer. Now nanny. Bucky immediately turned his head and sat in front of the TV with Dansha in his arms, starting to tune the channel, not forgetting to take another pudding.