Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

"I can promise you anything except this." Fang Hua felt guilty.

Fang Rong rolled his eyes, "Besides this, do you think I have any other requirements?"

To be honest, Fang Hua is good at everything, but he is too strong. If he is a little weaker, it would be perfect to be honest, but it is a pity that he is an attacker.

It would be embarrassing to be unable to get out of bed every day being asked by such a milk doll. Fang Rong usually covers as long as he can.

"You can ask me for a gift." Fang Hua dipped a little cream and stuffed it into his mouth.

She was slapped by Fang Rong, "Aside from underwear with holes, what else would you give milk lollipops?"

He put the reconciled dough into the mold and pushed it into the oven.

"I can also dance the peacock dance for you."

"I do not need."

"Then what do you need?"

"I need you to be obedient and obedient in bed." The topic turned to this again.

"I'm very good." Fang Hua looked confused.

"You are a good fart." Fang Rong tried to bring up the stewed fish in the pot, but failed several times because it was too hot.

On the contrary, Fang Hua came over and brought up the fish. He didn't feel a bit, and his hands were not burned.

"Isn't it hot?" Fang Rong only remembered now that he still has supernatural powers. He is sometimes confused and always forgets that he has supernatural powers.

"It's not hot." Fang Hua is a person with multiple abilities, and wrapping a layer of ice on his fingertips will stop him from burning.

"Then you bring this to the old man." The old man talked about the steamed fish last time, and asked why he didn't cook the steamed fish several times, so he took the time to do it this time.

The training was intense two days ago, and he didn’t come back to cook at noon. Fang Rong felt a little embarrassed. He only came here for a few days to do this kind of thing, which is equivalent to asking for leave. When I'm free, I help the old man water the flowers and tidy up the room by the way.

The old man loves to be clean. He usually cleans every Monday when he is free. Because of the cleanliness, there are not many people coming, so the house has been kept very clean. After Fang Rong came, he would clean it every other day.

His ability is convenient. Most people need at least a few hours to clean it up and down, and it takes a day or two to finish it up and down, but he does several rags and mops at the same time, and it only takes about half an hour to dry it, and it is very clean. , No corner was spared.

"Okay." Fang Hua hurriedly picked up the steamed fish and went to the vestibule, where the old man was probably waiting.

Fang Rong shook his head and continued to stir-fry. The spicy chicken is probably only Fang Hua's favorite. It's okay for the old man to try it out, but not spicy.

The old man dotes on Fang Hua very much, and specially asks him to cook two dishes that Fang Hua likes. Why does everyone like Fang Hua? Is this something everyone can eat?

Only met a few times, the old man fell into a trap, and kept praising him for being cute, lively, and likable.

This evaluation is higher than the other party's. He is the one who cooks and washes the dishes every day. Is there a mistake!

Is it not as good as a face in diligence?

Fang Rong, who had already lost in a mess, sighed, and put the spicy chicken diced on the plate, because there were three people today, especially Fang Hua, who was an extra idiot, so he made two extra dishes on purpose.

It’s embarrassing to eat other people’s people for nothing and live with other people’s people. Fang Rong talked about it when he was free. After all, he was recruited as a chef and brought a oil bottle. The key is so edible that he can eat it alone If there are three servings, it should be expressed more or less.

The old man laughed loudly, "I've been quiet for so long, it's rare to have another treasure, so you can let him stay. Do you think I'm still short of money?"

The old man is indeed not short of money, not to mention the full house of children and grandchildren, but to say that he may not be able to spend all the money he earns in his lifetime.

Moreover, he is an old man, and he is very lonely by himself, and he will not be too boring with Fang Hua's company.

"Okay then." Fang Rong could only agree, the big deal would be to take care of the old man more often so as not to make him feel cold.

He saw that the old man liked Fang Hua, so he asked Fang Hua to serve him tea and water. The funny old man kept praising him for his filial piety, and asked Fang Hua if he was free.

Fang Hua stole your fish!

The fish has two sides, so it’s fine if the guy ate it secretly, but he turned the other side over, as if he hadn’t eaten it. The old man saw it when he was holding it, so he quickly put down his chopsticks and helped him take cover, for fear that Fang Rong would turn it over again. hit him.

This is really embarrassing.

Why is this guy so lucky that people like him everywhere.

I have to say that to have beauty is to be willful. Fang Huachang's pink and jade carvings are seven points more beautiful than girls, and they are not inferior to those famous stars.

He still has a baby face that hasn't opened yet, and if he opens it in the future, it will be even more attractive, and people will make way for him wherever he goes.

Borrowing something to receive a gift is a matter of convenience, and every time I come back, I can get a lot of gifts in my hand.

Helpless, this guy doesn't know Mount Tai, he only thinks that the big one is the expensive one and the good one, which has already wasted countless people's hearts, which is really a pity.

"How about coming over and trying the cake?" The cake is a dessert after dinner, and the last thing served is also the last one. It will be ready after they all eat.

Fang Hua likes to eat cakes the most, so he responded quickly and ran over, "I'm here."

He was also holding a huge plate in his hand, the kind of big round plate used for steamed buns, which was as big as three plates usually.

……

"How big do you think it is?" Considering that the possibility of the old man eating cakes at this age is very small, he just tasted it himself, so he only made a small cake, about the size of a plate.

Mainly for Fang Hua to eat.

"Just a little?" Fang Hua was a little disappointed.

"How big is it for you to eat alone." Just now, three steamed buns and four dishes have been eaten, and now the cake on one plate is still too small?

"Okay." Fang Hua was a little disappointed, but he became happy when he thought about having cake.

"Don't patronize yourself, cut a piece for the old man too." It's too worthless, so I just bought a piece of cake.

Fang Hua is still very good at respecting the old and caring for the young, maybe he learned it from him?

Fang Rong also has special respect for the elderly. On the one hand, he feels sorry for them, and on the other hand, he feels that they should give in.

Fang Hua just ran out and came back, "Do you want it?"

"I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you." He didn't like these desserts at first, but he just wanted to taste how they tasted. A chef is always curious about the taste of his own cooking, and of course he prefers to listen to other people's compliments.

"Oh." Fang Hua ran out again holding the plate.

If you don't eat it, you really don't give it at all.

Fang Rong rolled his eyes and began to tidy up the kitchen. This was not the first time that he did it smoothly, and he finished it in a short time. He just waited for Fang Hua to bring over the cake tray.

Fang Hua didn't wait for a long time, Fang Rong called out, and Fang Hua's voice came from upstairs.

"What are you doing up there?" Fang Rong opened the window to greet him, "Take the plate down."

"Okay." Fang Hua also showed his head from the balcony, and ran down.

The slippers slapped on the floor, and when he came over, his hands were behind his back, as if he was hiding something.

"What's hiding?" Fang Rong tilted his head to look.

"Good stuff." Fang Hua took out his hand and hid a plate with a small piece of cake on it.

……

How dare you leave such a small piece of cake on such a big plate?

There was a black line on Fang Rong's forehead, but he still took it. After all, it was Fang Hua's wish, and it was very rare to remember to leave one for him.

He picked it up and put it in his mouth, biting it off in one bite, "Well, not bad."

I don't know why such a small piece of cake is unexpectedly delicious and sweet.

Fang Hua took the plate in his hand and put it under the water to wash himself. He has never touched Chunyang water with his fingers, and he hasn't helped in the kitchen for a long time. Fang Rong was actually a little moved for a rare time.

Must be an illusion.

"How am I doing today?" Fang Hua tilted his head and asked him.

"Yeah." Fang Rong nodded, "Not bad."

"Then can I fuck you today?"

……

Sure enough, I'm still thinking about it.

Before Fang Rong finished chewing the cake, he spit it out again, "You think it's beautiful."

He grabbed the plate, "Go and play."

Fang Hua was particularly aggrieved, standing behind him and hugging his waist like a little wife, "Give it to me."

If you treat it as a game, I will play it for you.

"Go away." Fang Rong pushed him away.

Helplessly, Fang Hua's stalking skills became more and more serious. He followed him wherever he went, until he stalked him all the way to the room, and yelled at him on the bed to fuck him.

If you want to go up, go up so much nonsense.

Later, it was half-push and half-satisfaction...and it was done.

Fang Rong covered his face, looking hopeless.

He has training every day, so he can't just ask Li Wenyang to watch it for him every time, Fang Hua doesn't know how, although he knows wood-type abilities, he doesn't know anything about healing.

Another sad day.

No matter how hard he tosses, he still has to train when it's time to train. Training is bound to be all kinds of torture, especially in the back, where it moves his whole body. No matter how he moves his arms or legs, he will eventually grind his butt. All kinds of embarrassment.

Especially today, everyone looked at him in the wrong way.

Usually, he is the most insignificant person. If no one provokes him, he can spend a day without saying a word. Of course, he doesn't have any friends. Li Wenyang barely counts as one.

Li Wenyang and him stand one at the front and the other at the back. They usually don't get along at all, so they can chat for a while when they disband.

What happened today?

What are you doing staring at him all the time?

Fang Rong straightened up, not wanting anyone to see his strangeness.

However, the sky is not as good as people wish, the more he hides and hides, the more people pay attention to him, and they still get together during lunch.

Usually he likes to order food by himself and sits in the corner. He is quiet and can pull his underwear easily. His butt hurts too much. Sometimes his posture is unnatural. When no one is paying attention, he wants to be crooked. There are people in front and behind, so why surround him like making dumplings?

I just want to change my posture quietly.

Fang Rong endured the injury on his buttocks and did not make a sound, absently pawing at the food, it was all dry food, it must be another torture at night after eating.

Ugh!

"What's wrong with Brother Rong?" Li Wenyang was opposite him, and immediately noticed his strangeness.

"It's okay." Fang Rong picked up a vegetable.

"Is the food not to your taste?" Li Wenyang picked up a chicken leg for him, "This is for you, I just picked up two."

No wonder you will be rejected, silly boy each one you two, isn't this arousing hatred?

"I don't want it, you can eat it." Fang Rong returned the chicken leg to him. Let alone the chicken leg at this time, he couldn't eat even delicacies, so he just wanted to drink some porridge.

"Why not." Li Wenyang gave him the drumstick again, "Jun came out today because someone was away."

The military region can ask for three days off a month to go home to visit parents and brothers and so on. From time to time, some people use this time to go out for a walk.

"Really?" Fang Rong still gave him the chicken legs again, "But I really don't want it, I don't like eating these greasy things all the time." It's all oil, as if oil doesn't cost money.

"Don't give it to me anymore, I really don't want it." Fang Rong stopped the plate and refused to let him put it, "If it's a bowl of porridge, I'll drink it, this is really unappetizing."

Li Wenyang pointed at him, "That's what you said, if you have porridge, you want it."

"Yeah." Can this kid still make a bowl of porridge?

But why did Mao care so much about him?

You said you don’t want to eat it, but you still have to get it here?

He couldn't figure it out, but he wasn't stupid enough to think that Li Wenyang liked him, Fang Rong had nothing else, and he still had self-knowledge.

Li Wenyang put down the tableware and ran out. As soon as he went out, Zhang Yang came in.

Since the two had a falling out, Zhang Yang seldom went to the cafeteria to eat because he was there.

Today, someone who didn't know which door was blown squeezed in, followed by a few dog legs, each holding a few bags of drinks in their hands.

Usually, this guy would go out to buy something to eat. Drinks are the most frequent, and each person has a bottle. Even without him, Fang Rong is used to it.

Knowing that this was clearly meant to exclude him, even if others drank his drink, they had no choice but to help him.

So Fang Rong became the public enemy of the entire army, the kind who had no chance of turning over.

"One bottle per person, everyone has it." Those dog legs took the drinks one by one, sent them to Fang Rong for a while, and finally put one on.

Ok?

What kind of wind are you smoking today?

"Thank you yesterday." The dog who delivered the drink bent over and whispered in his ear.

Fang Rong tilted his head and took a look, only to realize that it was actually the person he rescued in the 1000-meter tunnel yesterday. He had never paid attention to it before, so he didn't realize that it was actually a team.

"Zhang Peng, why are you dawdling?" Zhang Yang called him. The two of them were relatives, so they had the same surname.

"Here we come." Zhang Peng said and poured another glass, "It's for Li Wenyang."

"Yeah." Fang Rong put the drink on the opposite side, and Li Wenyang sat opposite.

He was quite surprised when he came, "You bought it for me?"

Fang Rong pointed at Zhang Yang, "They bought it."

Li Wenyang glanced at it and put the drink away, "They don't drink what they bought."

He put the drink aside.

Fang Rong put it back for him again, "Why are you angry with the drink, you should drink it or drink it."

He himself had a grudge against Zhang Yang, but he didn't say anything, so he picked it up and drank it.

"Okay then." Li Wenyang seemed to have figured it out, and opened the porridge he bought next door, "I bought you porridge."

There are also Xiaolongbao and tea eggs, because the takeaway starts at [-].

"Why do you buy so much?" Fang Rong took it and took it apart by himself.

"I want to eat too." This kid Li Wenyang picked up which pot he didn't open, "By the way, you were injured again, and your posture is not natural today."

Fang Rong paused, "No, I'm not a victim, I can still get hurt every day."

Even if he was killed, he would not say that he was the one below.

"Really?"

"Really." Fang Rong put down his chopsticks, "What's with that suspicious look in your eyes?"

"No." Li Wenyang shook his head, "I knew Brother Rong must be the one above."

"That's needless to say." Fang Rong changed his posture calmly, and it still hurts to maintain the same movement.

"By the way, do you know that there will be a match against District Four in the afternoon?"

"The game against District Four?" Isn't there Fang Hua too? "Why do you want to compete suddenly?"

It's over, this ass must get zero points.

"I don't know. I heard that it was an order from the marshal. It used to be once a month, but now it has become once a week. The main reason is to promote everyone's enthusiasm." Li Wenyang approached mysteriously, "I heard that we are going to let us We are going to the real battlefield, which is the world of orcs, so the recent training arrangements are very tight."

"That's it." Although he also wanted to go to the beastman world, but this ass is not up to the mark, "That, Li Wenyang."

Fang Rong didn't know how to speak, "I just thought about it, I seem to have fallen today, I don't know if I hurt it, are you free? Take a look for me."

"No problem." Li Wenyang took his hand, "Don't move, I'm brewing."

He is still new to this healing ability, and he is not very proficient in using it, but it is much better than last time. Last time, he felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling. This time, it was very calm and only a white light entered his body. Circle and leave.

"It's ok." Just like last time, it was very troublesome to cast this healing ability, and Li Wenyang was sweating profusely.

"Is it tiring to do this?"

"Ah."

"Then teach me this, I also have a friend who is a wood-type supernatural being."

Li Wenyang looked embarrassed.

"If it doesn't work, forget it." Fang Rong smiled, "Thank you very much, the porridge is delicious."

Li Wenyang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's delicious and I'll buy it for you next time."

"No need, I'll buy it myself if I want to drink." He just smiled politely.

But Li Wenyang is really good, he cares about his friend very much, he even brings him porridge, and heals his wounds, he is a good friend.

"Get ready. Our team lost miserably last time. We met that pervert named Fang Hua. By the way, Fang Hua and you both have the surname Fang. Is there any relationship between you?" Competition.

Li Wenyang's team was unlucky. They met Fang Hua, and they killed the Quartet. They were defeated in a short time, and they hadn't mutated yet.

"I hope I'm lucky this time and don't meet him." I changed to a new team this time, so I probably won't meet him.

"Well, I also hope that I don't meet him." It would be a shame if Fang Hua gave up on him in case of encounter.

But does Fang Hua dare to second him?

If you dare, immediately drag it out and kneel on the washboard.

It's fine to make him like this, but dare to kill him?

In other words, if Fang Hua released the water, wouldn't he be the only one who defeated Fang Hua?

Sounds like a good look.

Fang Rong stood up, "I'll go back and prepare, you can eat, don't worry about me."

He has to go back and think of a strategy, how to let Fang Hua take the initiative to release water, and the Great Sage, if he meets him, he will definitely be ridiculed again, so be prepared.

Fang Rong's butt didn't hurt anymore, and he walked very smoothly. After a few strokes, he returned to the lounge and lay on the sofa to think of a way.

It's easy to deal with Fang Hua, that guy has a brain, as long as he pretends to fall or something, he will be fooled, and he will continue to be fooled.

Dealing with the Great Sage is not easy. Now that the two sides are competitors, they will definitely use all means to hit his self-confidence, and it is inevitable to bring up the past.

In fact, he has let go of the past for a long time, but he couldn't help but act impulsively and do something that was not accurate.

Be calm, calm, calm!

No matter what the other party says, it doesn't matter.

There are a lot of people in the four districts, and the place where the competition is held is definitely not small. In fact, there are not many places like this in the entire imperial capital, and there is only one stadium. There are a lot of fitness equipment in it, left over from the monthly competition.

Fang Rong used to be a coward, and he never took him in this kind of activities, so he didn't know.

It is said that the first game is a group fight, and the last hundred players who can stay on the field will be reshuffled. After all, there are so many people, if they fight one by one, they will not be able to finish the fight in a day or two.

As a positive person, Fang Rong went there first without waiting for everyone. He still had to step on the spot to see the situation there and see if there were any tools that could be used. If not, he would create it himself.

He looked back and forth in this huge gymnasium for a long time, but he couldn't see any value of using it, and he didn't even have an opportunity to create it.

It's bare, a big gymnasium, like a playground, with a lawn in the middle, where they will play later, how do they do it?

Fang Rong squatted on the ground helpless, this is still open air, there is not even a light, since he chose to compete in the afternoon, it will definitely not be the evening, and there is no rain in today's forecast, it is absolutely hopeless.

Fang Hua has always been in the top few, and he is afraid that he will die if he fails to reach the top few.

It seems that only mechas can be used. To be honest, it is a bit shameless to use mechas when everyone has abilities, after all, no one else has them.

But this was obtained by doing a super dangerous task. Fang Hua was also injured and couldn't see it because he ate the essence core of other supernatural beings, but Fang Rong still saw it with sharp eyes.

This is how to do?

He walked to the bathroom and was about to turn on the water. He was halfway through urinating when suddenly someone covered his eyes from behind.

Except for one person who can do this action, there will be no one else, "Stop making trouble, why are you here so early?"

Didn't you say there are ten minutes left?It's rare that the East District arrived early, and Fang Hua happened to go to the toilet?

Wait, "You're not Fang Hua." Fang Hua is shorter than him, if you cover his eyes from behind, it will bring him straight up.

The man behind him laughed, "How do you know I'm not Fang Hua's? And what's your relationship with Fang Hua?"

It is definitely not an ordinary person to do such an intimate action.

Fang Rong rolled his eyes, "You can't tell, we are brothers."

He always said this in front of his teammates, because he could guess who attacked who was attacked by a guess, and he must not let people know that he was attacked by a milk doll.

"I guess so. I pretended not to admit defeat at noon today." Li Wenyang looked at him complainingly, "Since you are brothers with him, if you meet him, can you let him let me go?"

"You can have this." Anyway, Fang Hua is very obedient except in bed, and he is very obedient in other aspects, so why should he be asked.

"Then I will give you all my hopes." Li Wenyang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yeah." Fang Rong pushed his hand away calmly, such an intimate gesture has never been done with anyone except Fang Hua, it's a bit awkward.

Fang Hua covered his eyes from behind, calling for love, what kind of words do brothers talk about?

"Li Wenyang, are you in there?" Someone outside suddenly called him.

Li Wenyang responded, "Zhao Qingyun called me, I'll go."

"Yeah." Fang Rong stood in front of the sink washing his hands, and washed his face by the way. He didn't take a nap at noon, and he was a little sleepy now.

He took a handful of water and splashed it on his face. After a few strokes, his clothes were wet.

Li Wenyang didn't know why he went crazy. He went out and came back again. Playing once was not enough, and he covered his eyes from behind, and his body was very close, which was really disgusting.

Fang Rong was a little angry, "Li Wenyang, what are you doing?"

The person behind froze, and his movements became unnatural. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly leaned over to smell Fang Rong's body with his nose, and it seemed that he smelled a bad smell, and his face was ugly.

Fang Rong wiped his face, and before he had time to startle, he had already carried him into the innermost room of the toilet, and pressed him against the wall with his martial arts.

"Fang Hua, why are you crazy?" Fang Rong struggled desperately, he already knew that it was Fang Hua who came.

Fang Hua's expression was gloomy, as if he was really angry.

Pressing him against the wall without any explanation, he began to take off his clothes, top and bottom, even underwear.

Only after I really felt it did I realize how terrifying Fang Hua was. His strength seemed to break his arm. What's more, he knew how to fight and subdued him with ease.

All Fang Rong's resistance was in vain, he still took off his underwear and opened his buttocks to check.

There was a sudden pain in the back, Fang Hua had already stretched his fingers in, and squeezed hard to the sides, until he saw the pink and tender meat inside, he was relieved, regained his original soft expression, and hugged him from behind, "I smell your The smell will come to you at the first time." His tone was a little aggrieved, "Don't hit me, I will kneel on the washboard when I get home."

"Get out." Fang Rong was irritated by him, it's okay to be like this at home, but now he's like this outside, and he didn't believe him, and he had to check it again before he believed it.

"Don't scold me, okay?" Fang Hua was a little sad, "I feel so sad every time you scold me."

"Okay." Fang Rong pushed his hand away, "If you don't go, I will go."

Still angry, he opened the door and walked out. Fang Hua refused to let go and kicked him.

"Don't be angry." Fang Hua still hugged his waist tightly after being hit twice, "I won't dare next time."

"Do you still want to have a next time?" Fang Rong tried his best to break it but couldn't break it, so he bent down to bite. He used so much force that a tooth mark immediately appeared on Fang Hua's hand. He didn't struggle, so he let Fang Let's bite.

Fang Rong felt that it was boring, so he stopped, "Let go of me first, I don't want to see you now."

Fang Hua still didn't let go, "Then when do you want to see me?"

"Let go of me first, and if you don't let go, you will never see me again." Fang Rong roared angrily.

Fang Hua carefully glanced at his face, and slowly let go, "I was really wrong, woo~"

Fang Rong didn't cry, but he started to cry instead. Usually Fang Rong's heart softened at this time, and he didn't care about anything, but today he just paused and quickened his pace to leave.

The more Fang Hua cried, the more sad he became. He squatted in the toilet crying tired and walked out, standing behind Fang Rong like a little daughter-in-law.

As soon as he came, Fang Rong left, and as soon as Fang Rong left, he continued to follow. The two of them drove from one side to the other, and from there to this side, and played a game of back and forth on the playground.

With a bang, the game started, and the pioneers entered the lawn, circled by the red line, and if they crossed it, they would lose and be eliminated.

Fang Rong put on the mecha expressionlessly, rushed down with the Mo Dao in his hand, and Fang Hua followed closely.

It was rare for the four coaches to get together, and they had a good chat. They seemed to have known each other for a long time, and now they stood side by side on the sidelines and pointed.

There is a high chance of being eliminated in group battles, but Fang Rong is not worried, it is still possible to make it to the last hundred.

Moreover, with his mecha on his body, most people would not take the initiative to find fault. After all, people who own mechas are powerful people, even though he is very weak.

On the contrary, many people from Fang Hua's side came to look for him in a group, who told him to hate too much, and every time he didn't give a little face, no matter whether they were acquaintances or not, they threw them out, it was too shameful.

So they came from all directions and surrounded Fang Hua as if they had agreed.

"Tangle him!"

Two vines were wrapped around his body, and countless people pulled the two vines to prevent him from breaking free. Fang Hua raised his head to the sky and roared.

Grasping the vines on both sides with both hands, using force under the feet, led them to spin, and the speed was getting faster and faster. A few people who couldn't catch them had already flown into the sky, knocking the people behind them out.

The strength of the group was vulnerable, and he had already broken it up. They gathered together in twos and threes, not giving up, and were ready to deal with him again.

Fang Hua stomped his foot heavily, and countless electric currents suddenly surged from the ground, causing ordinary people to foam on their backs.

He didn't care, flipped his hands, and two vines flew out, tying whoever he met, the lucky ones escaped, and the unlucky ones were thrown away like a gourd by him.

He was so fierce that he eliminated more than 30 people by himself, scaring everyone to stop and hesitate.

Finally, after thinking about not continuing, they will be eliminated if they continue.

Group fights are heating up, and there are fewer and fewer people left on the court. They are basically the elite of the elite, and it is getting more and more difficult to deal with.

Fang Hua seemed to know, wandering around him from time to time, helping him deal with his opponents, and then looking at him flatteringly.

Fang Rong snorted coldly and continued to fight, and continued to stay away from him.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally there were only the last 100 people left on the field. The instructor asked them to draw lots to determine their opponents.

Intermission is 10 minutes.

Fang Rong was sitting on a chair in the playground, Fang Hua came over, he didn't speak, just sat obediently, tilting his head to look at Fang Rong from time to time, "Fang Rong, why don't you take off your helmet, it's so hot."

As soon as he spoke, Fang Rong turned around and ignored him. Fang Hua was a little disappointed. He looked around, grabbed a cardboard from someone else, and stood behind Fang Rong to fan him.

"This way it won't be hot." The appearance of the dog leg attracted a large number of people to watch.

They probably couldn't understand no matter how they thought about it, when Fang Hua became so approachable, and even took the initiative to follow him like a younger brother.

"Fang Hua, who is this? Why don't you introduce me?" The instructor pulled the other instructors together and introduced Fang Hua to the other instructors.

Fang Hua hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

"No need to introduce, we are old acquaintances." Fang Rong turned around and took off his helmet, "Instructor."

Behind the instructor was the Great Sage and the others, as well as a group of familiar faces.

"Fang Rong?" Not only the instructor was taken aback, but the others also gasped.

"Why are you?" The Great Sage spoke out first.

He was the one who drove Fang Rong away at the beginning, but now Fang Rong has entered another district and is still wearing a mecha, which can be described as a slap in the face.

"Why can't it be me?" Fang Rong tilted his head to look at him, and finally he felt better. Of course, seeing someone he didn't like had a bad life, his mood naturally improved, "You are still the same, Great Sage."

Fang Rong looked him up and down, "Long time no see."

As if meeting an acquaintance, he greeted and stretched out his hand naturally.

"Who hasn't seen you for a long time." The Great Sage looked at him with deep disdain, "You just obtained the mecha by relying on others, and this mecha belongs to our district."

"What nonsense are you talking about? This mecha was obtained by Fang Hua's honest mission. What does it have to do with your district?"

"Fang Hua is from our district, of course it has something to do with it."

"Then I'm Fang Hua's man, so it doesn't matter if I say so." He used the word "man" so easily that he accidentally said it.

"You..." The Great Sage was speechless.

"Okay, why are you arguing?" The instructor in the eastern district was so angry that he didn't click, "We used to be comrades-in-arms, what is it like to be arguing? Those who don't know think they are enemies. If there is any hatred or grievance, we can't let it go." It will be resolved during the game."

What he said was already obvious, and he hoped that the two of them would have a fight and win a match.

A fight is not good for Fang Rong at all. If he wins, he will say that he bullies people with the mecha, and if he loses, he will say that he is not as good as a man in driving the mecha.

"Okay, then let's fight." Sometimes you know it's a trap, but you still want to jump, just like Fang Hua will fall for it every time, because he cares, so he is worried that there is something real, so every time you think it is real.

A fight would not hurt the Great Sage at all, and he agreed without any hesitation.

"Just 10 minutes intermission, come on!"

Everyone made room for the two of them and let them stand in the middle.

No one wants to miss the excitement, especially in such a boring afternoon.

"Are you coming first or me first?" The Great Sage stood still.

"You first." Fang Rong took Mo Dao, he knew that the Great Sage was a power player, so he didn't plan to use the sword.

The two fought close to each other, and every time they punched, their whole body felt numb. This was when they were wearing the mecha. If they took off the mecha, the consequences would be disastrous.

I'm afraid it will be scrapped.

Fang Rong paid more attention to it. If the Great Sage can squeeze into the top [-], he has impressive strength in himself, so it should not be underestimated.

boom!

The two rolled into a ball, and the orangutan transformed by the Great Sage was riding on him. The huge body weighed heavily, and he couldn't get up.

There was a bang on the surface of the mecha, the Great Sage punched, and there was an echo around, Fang Rong's eyes went dark, he gave up protecting himself, stretched out his hands to grab the Great Sage's neck, and when he was exhausted, he turned over and rode to the ground. on him.

The ion bomb protruded from the shoulder, turned, and hit it with two bangs.

The Great Sage pushed him away in an emergency, dodging the two attacks.

The two wrestled together again, and there was a bang from the ion bomb. This kind of bullet uses electricity as energy, and the person who is hit will not die, but the body will be paralyzed for about 3 minutes.

"Go to hell!" The Great Sage was scratched by the ion bomb. Although the ion bomb was not fatal, it was very painful. He flinched, took the weapon thrown from outside the field and rushed over.

His weapon is a knife with barbs on the side of the blade. If it is cut, the consequences will be disastrous.

And the Great Sage really wanted his life, why did he hate him so much?

Maybe it's because of Fang Hua?

This guy doesn't like Fang Hua, does he?

It is possible that Fang Hua himself is exquisite, and he is in a place full of wolves, so the wolf, the Great Sage, will naturally follow him.

But Fang Hua is the king of the forest, no matter how many wolves stare at it, it's useless, they won't be able to eat it.

Boom!

The gunshots of the ion bombs continued, but the Great Sage was flexible and changeable, and it was easy to dodge those bullets. Fang Rong was short-sighted and couldn't see clearly from a distance.

Fortunately, the mecha, but the screen image displayed by the mecha is still a bit far from the actual portrait. After all, it is much smaller when loaded on his display screen, and more things need to be loaded.