I want to negotiate with the shit shoveler

Lin An puffed out his cheeks and kept blowing on the candles, the smell of wax all over the room made him frown.Seeing the brats squatting in a row not far away, he couldn't help cursing, what kind of friends did Ge Ge make?

"You can take care of your brother, you can't let him blow out the candles." The girl with wool curly hair and twin ponytails pulled Ge Ge, crying and chirping, "Blow it out, I will have a stomachache For a week!"

Gege glanced at his little friend, then at his elder brother who kept blowing out candles not far away, and clenched his little fist quietly: "I... I'll try..."

She was cheering herself up.

After a long time, Gege walked towards Lin An, muttering in a low voice: "Brother, don't blow it (four downs)."

Lin An rubbed his sister's hair, and said angrily, "Are you planning to rent a house?"

"Qin Rongrong is poisoned..." Gege stretched out her hand and pulled Lin An's clothes, "We are detoxifying her!"

Lin An froze for a moment.

What the hell kind of excuse is this? !

"Really." Seeing that her brother didn't believe it, Gege became anxious, "I never lie, lying is not a good boy."

Lin An's expression was stiff: "Then you just said that this is an initiation ceremony?"

"..."

Gege turned his head and looked at standing behind him.

The little friends had already squeezed over, all looking at her with burning eyes, encouraging her.

Ge Ge clenched his little fist even tighter, and the anger that was almost vented came back again: "We just took this opportunity to detoxify, and we directly made obeisance, and from now on we will be good brothers who will live and die together!"

Lin An couldn't hold back his joy as he looked at the little girls with hairy hair who were squeezing over behind Gege.

A good brother who lives and dies together, okay.

"Then tell me, why would your good brother be poisoned if I blow out the candle?"

"No, no, she has been poisoned a long time ago, and these candles are to detoxify her."

Lin Anqiang tensed his face, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at his sister, and motioned her to continue making up.

Ten minutes later, amidst the chirping explanations of the little girls, Lin An finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

The girl with wool curly hair and two fluffy ponytails is named Qin Rongrong, and she is the young master of this family.

When Qin Rongrong was strolling in the community this morning, she was fooled by a shameless uncle.

The uncle gave Qin Rongrong a piece of chocolate-flavored candy, and then told Qin Rongrong that it was intestinal poison, and after taking it, he would have a stomachache for a week. If he didn't want to have a stomachache, he would go home and find five children, and all of them had to be sick. Girls, get together and form a formation, so that you can break the evil spirit in the poisonous sugar.

"What does that uncle look like?" Lin An's face was a little ugly. It's a good neighborhood, how did this kind of scum who tricked children into burning houses get mixed in?

"I know, I know!" Qin Rongrong raised her hands high, "That's an expert!"

"Okay, tell me." Lin An pointed to Qin Rongrong, as if she were a kindergarten teacher.

"He's not as tall as you, and he's wearing a blue dirty coat, a fisherman's hat, an extinguished cigarette butt in his mouth, several big gold slippers in his hands, and a shovel hanging from his waist. ..." Qin Rongrong tried her best to recall, "Well, there is a big cock beside him."

Lin An looked at Qin Rongrong with hatred.

According to Qin Rongrong's description, this uncle is already extremely suspicious just by looking at his appearance. The police will probably go up to check his ID card when he sees him. How dare Qin Rongrong eat the candy he gave him? !

"He said that he would send a shikigami tonight to monitor whether I was in formation. When you rang the doorbell, I thought it was his shikigami..." Qin Rongrong patted her chest, looking scared, "Fortunately not."

"Shikigami..." Lin An pouted.

"Good brother, keep the candle, don't blow it (four beeps)." Ge Ge stretched out the chubby hand again to grab Lin An's sleeve.

Lin An thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and directly called the property management of the community. After explaining the matter clearly in a few words, the property management directly said firmly that there is no such owner in such a high-end and elegant community as ours.

Lin An frowned and told the property owner again: "That person might still be wandering around in the community."

Just now the property manager became nervous, so he patted his chest and promised a few words, saying that he would send someone to solve it.

By the koi pond in the community.

Xiao Biao ran on the handrail of the veranda with small steps, aiming at the Samoyed on the bank of the koi pond.

Behind Xiao Biao, the big rooster with the gold-touching talisman followed closely behind.

It is frying a pair of huge chicken wings with colorful fur, and its skinny chicken paws are crackling on the handrail of the veranda. While running, its wings are flying in the wind, which looks like flying sand and rocks. It looks very brave and a little silly.

The Russian was lying wet on the bank of the koi pond, and the Samoyed was crying and licking the Russian's face with his tongue.

The big rooster was neither afraid of strangers nor dogs, and stood directly on the Samoyed.

Xiao Biao threw the beads in his mouth to his feet, lowered his cat's head, and looked at the Russian man lying on the ground.

The man is drowning and needs artificial respiration.

"Go find someone meow!" Xiao Biao commanded Samoyed.

How could the Samoyed listen to Xiao Biao, it was completely immersed in the grief of the middle-aged bereaved master, and couldn't extricate itself.

Just cry and lick.

Xiao Biao walked around the Russian on tiptoe, a little anxious in his heart, and the cat suddenly recalled another highlight moment when he was a human being.

It was a tsunami, and after the tsunami, the entire city suffered heavy losses.

Xiao Biao set off with the volunteer team, relying on his excellent wave skills, he rescued five people at one time from the heavy sea.

After lifting the man to the roof, he also gave emergency rescue to the unconscious man.

"Go away, meow!" Xiao Biao pushed the Samoyed's paw, and jumped onto the Russian's chest, "He's choking on water, he needs to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

Samoyed blinked his dog's eyes, and couldn't care less about crying for a moment.

With all his cat power, Xiao Biao hopped on the Russian man. After two hops, he lowered his cat's head to listen to the Russian man's heartbeat, followed by another hop.

Xiao Biao was still a two-month-old kitten, not heavy, and was worried that he wouldn't be able to do much, when he suddenly recalled Ye Daddy's Wuying fist hitting the window in his mind.

He took a look at his two white gloves, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Luck, bang bang bang, smashed down.

At the beginning, I still felt that my fist was limp and weak. After hitting it more than ten times, it seemed as if something had gathered on my white glove, making the fist more powerful every time.

After going down dozens of times, Xiao Biao also saw the legendary afterimage on his hand.

There was a bang in his ear, and Xiao Biao obviously rushed to the Russian man's chest.

"My dear meow." Xiao Biao was taken aback, afraid that he would beat the Russian man to death just like that.

"Spitting water, spitting water, woof woof!" The Samoyed had already stood up straight, with his buttocks pouted, his upper body bent down, his dog's head stuck next to the Russian man's head, and he was sizing him up.

Seeing the owner's reaction, the big tail behind the Samoyed swung with a huff, creating a gust of wind.

Xiao Biao rubbed his small fist, and tried to hammer it again.

There was another bang in the ear, and the Russian man's chest sank a little again.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of "vomit", and a stream of foul-smelling sea water spurted out from the Russian man's mouth.

"Wow, woof!" Samoyed's tail wagged more happily.

The Russian man slowly opened his eyes, then raised his hand to wipe his face with difficulty, and saw the huge dog head of his Samoyed.

"Medvedev!" The Russian man sat up, hugged the Samoyed, and said aloud, "Medvedev...Medvedev..."

When the Russian man got up, Xiao Biao jumped off him. He listened to the cat ears two or three times before he realized that this Samoyed dog also had a Russian name, Medvedev.

At the critical moment when everyone is happy and the family is reunited, Xiao Biao is ready to show his presence to the Russian man, to let him know that it is not the stupid dog who saved him, but himself who is wise and brave.

As soon as I opened my mouth to meow, a deep man's voice suddenly came from behind the tree not far away: "Are you awake?"

The Russian man turned his head to look, and a man slowly came out from the shadow under the tree.

The man was wearing a fisherman hat and a dirty coat, with an extinct cigarette butt in his mouth, and a big shovel hanging from his waist.

As soon as this weird outfit appeared, the Russian immediately became alert. He reached into his arms, the angle of his arms, and the sharp eyes, as if he was about to draw a gun.

When he made this movement, he really startled the man in the coat.

"I'm here to get my things." The man in the coat raised his hands, indicating that he was not malicious, and the big golden slips in his hands gleamed under the street lamp.

The Russian man stared at the man in the coat suspiciously, neither opened his mouth nor showed timidity, but his hand that drew out the gun did not pull out the gun after a long time.

"Meow meow?" Xiao Biao looked at the big rooster beside him, "Is your master here to pick you up?"

The big rooster ran towards its master with great arrogance.

But the man in the coat didn't even give the big cock a look. He stared straight at the Russian man: "Give it back to me, give me back my things."

The Russian man still had a murderous look on his face, and he was still pulling out his gun, but he didn't understand a single word the man in the coat said.

"You're scaring people. Actually, you don't have a gun, right?" The man in the coat reached out to untie the shovel at his waist, "Blonde hair and blue eyes with a murderous look on his face, scare me."

The man in the coat held the shovel in the hands of Dai Man Dajin Liuzi, and he also came out of the shadows completely.

This is a white face that is almost transparent, and it looks pretty handsome, but the eyes are too dark, plus the shovel in his hand, when he walks, the shovel scrapes the ground, emitting seepage The human voice, at first glance, looked like a murderer about to be buried.

The Russian man sighed, and the hand that drew the gun finally pulled it out of his arms.

In my hand, I really hold a gun.