Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

In front of Yuan Gun was a bucket of meat food, a bucket of vegetarian food, and a bowl of rice.

He held the rice bowl on his lap, dug it with a big spoon, took a bite of rice, put the spoon into the meat bucket, and when it came out, it was a chicken leg with soy sauce.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he bit the chicken leg three or two times before killing it, and the clean bone of the chicken leg was spit out.

He burped, put his spoon into the meat bucket and ticked it again, this time it came out a steamed egg with minced meat.

The process is like digging for treasure. Every time you go in, the meat dishes that come out are different.

Yuan Gun's face was full of oil, except for the red lips and the whites of the eyes, the whole face was black and shiny, comparable to that of poor people who had just smuggled from Africa.

Surrounded by him were men holding white rice with green eyes full of greed, one by one picking up the rice in the bowl, but their eyes were fixed on the vegetables in the bucket that were close at hand.

Every time Yuan Gun scooped out a spoonful of meat, there would be the sound of swallowing saliva one after another.

Hey, this kid doesn't look fat, why can he eat it? !

A bucket of meat dishes is almost bottomed out!

Yuan Gun is a cheapskate who protects food, even in front of so many people, he still eats deliciously.

He even scraped the bucket of meat dishes so that there was not even a little soup base left.

Half of the vegetable bucket was gone, and what was left were bitter melon, yam, fried lentils and the like that he didn't like to eat.

Seeing that he couldn't find any good food, Yuan Gun was finally willing to put down his spoon and rice bowl, and squeezed his way out of the crowd of onlookers by touching his round belly.

The uncles and elder brothers who were drooling with hunger for a long time couldn't wait any longer, and swarmed towards the vegetarian leftovers bucket, looting like wolves.

Some even couldn't grab the spoon, and felt that the chopsticks were too slow, so they stretched out their hands to grab it.

The scene was very chaotic at one time.

Yuan Gun went back to his bungalow, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep happily to digest food.

……

The next day, he went to work as usual.

This time the truck masters will not let him do it.

"We'll do it ourselves, we'll do it ourselves."

"You always rest, don't be tired!"

When Yuan Gun could not stop sneaking into the warehouse to help...

"what are you doing!!"

A loud roar from the side made the young man tremble violently in fright, he opened his mouth and said softly, "I, I will help you."

"You don't want to move!!" Hai Hai stepped forward quickly with his eyes wide open, and pressed his shoulders angrily and turned around: "Go out and play!"

Yuan Gun pursed his red lips, and walked away aggrieved.

He squatted by the outer wall of the warehouse, and diligently pulled the grass all morning, his hands hurt.

After finally waiting for the happy lunch time, Yuan Gun showed a smile on his depressed face.

He licked his lips, and came to the cafeteria to line up in anticipation with the empty bucket in his arms.

However, this time, the aunt only gave me a normal spoonful of meat and a spoonful of vegetarian food.

The boy's excited eyes dimmed instantly. He carried his rice bucket to the side of the line, and stirred it with a big spoon. Because the bucket was too wide, the food was stirred into a thin layer and could not be scooped up.

Yuan Gun rubbed his empty stomach, and honestly poured the food into an empty plate with his big bucket in his arms, took another pair of chopsticks, and took small mouthfuls of food from the side.

Because of the small amount, he cherished it very much, and it was rare for him to chew slowly.

Yuan Gun was still very hungry when the iron plate of food was finished.

At this moment, a fat and big roast duck fell from the sky, rubbed his nose and fell into the iron plate.

Phew, there was a heavy sound.

Yuan Gun:! ! !

Surprisingly, he picked up the roast duck and sniffed it with his little nose. It smelled so good~

Hey, the color and fragrance are delicious, and the roast duck is still hot.

"Little Longan, come with me after eating." A hand patted his shoulder, with a familiar smile in his voice.

Holding the duck in his hands, Yuan Gun raised his oily face to follow the sound: "Where are you going?"

"Brother Ruan is looking for you."

Zhou Huai rubbed his chin, leaned close to him, winked and said, "Seize this opportunity well, you will be the one who will make it to the top!"

He laughed, and kept patting the boy's shoulder with his hands.

Yuan Gun was photographed so that the cooked duck almost flew out of his hand. He quickly buried his head in a big mouthful of duck back meat, chewing the food in his mouth and mumbled: "Well, can... not go?"

From the bloody first meeting, to Xiao Cui's death, to the Disabled Youth League, all these events happened one after another, all of which cast a great shadow on his young heart.

Yuan Gun only felt that the current Yanyan had become so scary, it was almost not the bottle milk he knew.

Although it was said that there was a bit of deterioration in the past, it was a benign deterioration, and it would never hurt him. Now Yanyan... woo woo woo, the stressed-out young man lowered his head and ate a mouthful of duck meat, unable to recognize him. The bitter tears in his stomach were swallowed desperately.

In short, the current Yanyan is terrible, the kind that will hurt him.

Yuan Gungun doesn't want to join the Disabled Youth League!

Isn't it good to live, why do you want to die? !

"What did you say?" Zhou Huai raised one eyebrow, his eyes full of surprise.

"I don't want to go." Yuan Gun lowered his head, buried his whole face on the fat duck, turning his fear into the strength to eat, blah blah.

Killed two-thirds of the ducks in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Huai stretched out his hand and poked the boy's swollen cheek, retracted it, and twirled the oil star between his fingers, "Have you figured it out?" This is the opportunity that so many beautiful boys and girls in the base want to get their heads out. Now that he brought it to the door, someone pushed it out with their eyes closed?

"Think clearly!" Yuan Gun nodded emphatically, put down the duck bones that had been gnawed clean, and wiped the oil on his mouth: "Thank you Uncle Zhou, I'll go first~"

After speaking, he was ready to get up and leave.

"Wait!" Zhou Huai pressed his shoulders and sat down again: "You think about it again."

"Don't think about it," Yuan Gun desperately shook his head: "I still want to live a few more years!"

Zhou Huai was in a hurry: "Are you stupid? As long as you catch Ruan's eyes, let alone fill your stomach, do you want any delicacies from mountains and seas? I'm not as good-looking as you, or I would have seduced him earlier!"

As soon as these words came out, all four were shocked.

Zhou Huai's eyes sharpened, and he looked around gloomyly: "Do you think you have too many eyeballs?"

Everyone shrank their necks in fright, and looked away one after another, not daring to look this way again.

Yuan Gun pressed his oily hand on his sleeve and shook it vigorously: "Come on, Uncle Zhou, I'm optimistic about you~"

"Brother Zhou!" Zhou Huai withdrew his hand angrily, took out a handkerchief and vigorously wiped the oily fingerprints on his sleeves, and when he raised his head again, there was no shadow of a boy beside him.

The little guy runs pretty fast.

Zhou Huai stood up straight, with his hands in his pockets facing the cafeteria door, his eyes narrowed sinisterly: "Not happy? It's up to you."

……

5 minute later.

Yuan Gun was bound by Zhou Huai's rubber hands and forced into a military jeep.

Zhou Huai touched the back of the boy's head with his chin with a smile: "Little Longan, are you still running away?"

Do this trick every time, is it interesting?Is this interesting! !

Yuan Gun bumped his head back angrily!

"Aww!!" Zhou Huai cried out in pain, quickly let go of him, and covered his nose with his hand.

Yuan Gun took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside him, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and turned his face out of the window angrily.

Zhou Huai raised her head and took out a handkerchief to block the bleeding nostril.

"I have a bad temper."

Master Gun hates being coerced by others!

The boy frowned and looked sideways at Zhou Huai, bared his canine teeth at him, then turned his head and continued to sulk.

Zhou Huai laughed, not annoyed, "You will definitely be grateful to me in the future." He pressed the other nostril and inhaled.

Let go again, raised his head and moved his neck.

The pain gradually eased a lot, and finally I felt more comfortable.

The car stopped at the entrance of a zombie hunting venue that was not open to the public.

The two sentry guards immediately stepped forward and opened the door for Zhou Huai and Yuan Gun.

Zhou Huai went down.

Yuan Gun sat in the car without moving.

Zhou Huai turned half a circle around to his side, leaned on the roof of the car and bent slightly, facing the young boy's exquisite profile, he smiled slightly: "Little Longan, it won't look good if I drag you in. "

Yuan Gun lowered his head, a drop of sweat dangled on the tip of his slightly raised crescent nose, wanting to fall.

"Oh, don't be afraid." Zhou Huai sighed, "Those boys were forced by others. Of course he would get angry if he didn't say hello beforehand. You are different."

You were appointed by Brother Ruan to meet.

Zhou Huai rubbed Yuan Gun's little curly hair meaningfully: "It's okay, don't be afraid, there is still brother here, I will kneel down to intercede for you at the critical moment!"

Yuan Gun rubbed his nose: "What if you kneel too late." He had seen Yanyan's space blade before, and it was so fast that even Nan Bowan couldn't dodge it, let alone himself as a rookie.

Zhou Huai shrugged: "As long as you behave well and don't hit Brother Ruan on the head like you are doing to me, then it won't be a big problem."

He may not even have the chance to kneel.

"Let's go." Zhou Huai put his hand on the young man's shoulder and patted it: "Don't make the boss wait too long."

The deliberately soft voice made Yuan Gun feel goosebumps all over his body.

He raised his hands and rubbed them, and resigned to his fate to get out of the car.

Zhou Huai walked in front and led him straight into the museum.

Some patrol members with guns on their backs encountered on the road bowed their heads and greeted Zhou Huai: "Brother Huai."

"Brother Huai is here."

"Hello Brother Huai~"

Zhou Huai nodded and responded to them with a smile.

In such a relaxed atmosphere, Yuan Gun's heart, which had been clutching in the air, relaxed slightly.

"It's on the ground." Zhou Huai suddenly stopped, nudged the man standing with his back to them with his mouth, and motioned him to go in.

Seeing Ruan Yan's figure, Yuan Gun's little heart thumped to the sky again, he swallowed, and looked at Zhou Huai nervously: "Brother Zhou isn't together?!"

Little ghost spirit, if there is a place to use him, he will call him brother.

Zhou Huai shook his head helplessly, and whispered to the boy, "I'm outside, just call me if something happens."

Yuan Gun took a step forward, and then retracted in fear. He grabbed Zhou Huai's sleeve who was about to leave: "Brother Zhou should go in together!"

The author has something to say:

Today I fell asleep and delayed, the code word is a bit late, so don’t blame it for being short QWQ