recruit bees

Things go back to front 1 minute.

When Michelle felt uneasy for no reason, a fat pigeon happened to fly over. Its bean-sized eyes stared curiously at the drooping little red flower on Michelle's head.

Animals are more sensitive than humans.

It knows that flower is a good thing.

Just like some precious medicinal materials, it attracts its attention.

Fat Ash has been observing for a long time, as if it sensed that Michelle was not aggressive, so it flew from the ground to the recliner, and then from the recliner to Michelle's lap, probing step by step, tilting its head and being vigilant Michelle's actions.

Because the pigeons here are very close, Michelle didn’t drive it away, let alone think about what harm it would do to him, but he was just worried that this little guy would shit on his leg... Well, this is really common .

On the contrary, little Victor sank and still had a fat baby face, staring unkindly at this guy who dared to steal his father's attention from him, thinking whether to drive it away.

The little ash ball gurgled a few times, flapped its wings, and landed its clumsy body on Michelle's shoulder.

Just when Michelle and Little Victor talked about the time, let’s change it back. Today, when your father Simon left work early, the pigeon opened its mouth at an extremely flexible speed, and pointed at the beautiful hair of Michelle’s hair alone. Xiao Huahua bit it hard!

At that moment-

It is nothing more than a pain of cramps and bone pulling!

Michelle couldn't describe the feeling anymore, every nerve in him was trembling.

It was as if someone had pulled his skull and tore his head open, taking advantage of the nerve pain signal, he smashed his brain with a punch!

Michelle twitched and fell to the ground, and almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to his head to drive away the pigeon that failed to eat the flower in one blow and wanted to take another bite.

At the same time, Eric who rushed over stabbed him with a fruit knife.

The sharp and thin blade was supposed to cut through the thin white neck, but because Michelle fainted from the pain, she slipped off the chair and changed her posture, and slashed past the back of Michelle's hand that covered the flower on top of her head!

A large piece of skin on the back of the hand and wrist was peeled off like a peel, and the cut blood vessel spurted out the blood inside because of this breakthrough——

Michelle collapsed on the gravel path in front of the bench.

He felt no pain in his hand.

He couldn't even feel anything at this moment, let alone his inner thoughts, understand his situation.

Most of the time, death is just an instant thing.

It may even be joking one second, and suddenly encounter disaster the next second, and people will not react at all, let alone reminisce.

The body's self-protection measures made him fall into a coma instantly to prevent the severe pain from damaging his brain, but the continuous pain made Michelle wake up in less than three seconds after closing his eyes.

Lying on the ground shivering with sweat, his black and white pupils faintly showed signs of spreading.

For the passers-by who were enjoying their leisure time, they only saw the fallen black-haired youth and Eric who was tightly wrapped with a fruit knife behind him.

Only then will they think that someone killed someone in the street, scream loudly, turn around and run away.

And in the eyes of the little Victor who was stunned, it was his father, who was first injured by an accident to the most important body organ for plants, and then was hacked by an inexplicable person until his hands were covered with blood, spraying everywhere. yes……

Little Victor, who looked six years old but was actually less than three years old, was dumbfounded, still holding the strawberry-flavored marshmallow that his father handed him just now.

It's red too, and so is he, red everywhere...

"dad……?"

Little Victor squatted on the ground to push Michelle, and after hesitantly shouted twice, he finally came to his senses and shouted in panic: "Dad—!"

"........."

Michelle didn't respond, but he heard, and he wanted his son to run.

He wasn't sure if the person behind him had a grudge against him, or the kind of guy who had psychological problems and took revenge on the society so he hacked people everywhere on a whim.

He couldn't run anymore, but little Victor could.

Pegga's embassy has protection for the flora outside.

And they were right next to the embassy in order to wait for Simon to get off work, and it only took 10 minutes to walk. As long as Little Victor could hide for a while and wait for someone to rescue him, he would be fine.

Michelle opened his mouth, but the words couldn't come out, and his eyes couldn't see clearly.The head is still throbbing.

Compared with him, Eric was also stunned and silent for a while.

He thought he was going to hit it with one hit, but he missed it.

This result made Eric, who was full of confidence, hesitate. Should he continue to make up the knife now?Or leave the scene as soon as possible?

After all, those passers-by will definitely call the police. If they fail, he may not be able to return to the parking lot and leave.

Can……

He wanted Michelle, who had lied to him, to die.

This thought was better than running away, and instantly occupied Eric's entire thoughts.

He turned cold, turned over the bench with the fruit knife, and quickly stabbed Michelle. As for the little Victor next to him, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Little Viktor screamed in horror, and at the same time he was filled with anger.

This man is going to kill his father!

Little Victor's immature buff beetle covered his heart in the blink of an eye, and while the man was bending over, he slammed his head against Eric's shoulder hard with his red eyes like a cannonball.

Boom!

The muffled voice carried a huge impact, and Eric was hit by this strange alien boy, covering his shoulders and retreating, his face under the mask twisted.

"Oh shit……"

Is this goddamn alien bastard made of iron? !

He knows it!

Aliens are monsters!

Little Victor also had his head buzzing, he shook his head, dropped the marshmallow in his hand and stared at him.

If Eric had a thermal weapon in his hand, little Victor would not even be able to delay time, but now it's different. Although little Victor's bug armor can't even block bullets like Simon's, at least he can sit still. To prevent the knife from cutting into the body.

Just protect the position where there is no bug armor.

As long as you entangle each other...

After all, it was the baby of the drone, little Victor calmed down, turned his head and picked up the coats or water bottles that the passers-by didn't show when they fled, and threw them at Eric.

Eric dodged a few times, because he had been detained in a nursing home for a long time, his physical strength was not what it used to be, and he was even thinner and out of shape. His head was still smashed and blood was flowing.

He also wanted to pounce on him and kill him regardless, but every time this time, that monster-like alien boy would rush over threateningly and try to hit him!

The two unexpectedly stalemate for a while.

And Eric has regretted it.

He was wasting too much time.

"I'll let you go today!"

Eric glared at little Victor viciously with a muffled voice, then turned around and ran away.

Little Victor didn't know how to dodge, he only knew that his father was injured, this man was the murderer, he couldn't let him escape!

So the little Victor ran up panting heavily, and jumped onto Eric's back.

Eric almost fell, and raised the knife angrily, and raised it against his own back.

That place was little Victor's unprotected head and shoulders...

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the staff who discovered the sudden change in the vital signs of the subject under surveillance were terrified and immediately sent people to rescue, and the adult drone was very fast, especially since the accident site was still nearby, and arrived before everything happened.

They are well-trained and have been working as mercenaries for many years.

With a punch, he locked on to the dangerous object, and in an instant he pulled out the riot stick he was wearing and threw it over!

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half a month later.

Pepegas star.

Michelle woke up from a strange intensive care unit with an infusion needle in his hand, a tube in his nasal cavity, and a helmet-like thing on top of his head.

As long as Michelle moved slightly, the top of his head would be pierced with stinging pain.

Because of his awakening, the medical system quickly detected it and sent a message to the medical staff.

After a while, Michelle saw the door being slammed open and bounced against the wall, and the leading drone rushed to his bed, followed by a group of doctors.

Michelle stared at the drone whose eyes were redder than a rabbit, whose beard almost covered his face, and began to choke without saying a word, and then recognized the drone from a small mole next to his eyebrow as their Simon.

Michelle: "..." When I woke up, did you become a savage? Damn it! ?

The numb Michelle couldn't hear what they said, her ears were buzzing, and she said dryly, "I'm fine, I'm fine, where is my son? Where's Little Victor?"

Simon and the doctor's mouths were closed, and he frowned and stared at it for a long time without guessing why.

It wasn't until the doctor gave him a series of examinations, gave him a few needles, and removed the 'helmet' from his head that Michelle heard the sound again...

Therefore, he also knew that it was Eric who attacked him that day, and little Victor was fine, except that he was injured by a tentacles, and he was in another ward.

Not long after Simon said that, Little Victor ran over. There was nothing all over his body, only his head...

The place where I used to stare at the two cute and soft tentacles is now stretched straight by bandages and brackets, propped up on the top of the head, probably for fixation, and a disposable paper cup is placed between the two tentacles tied into mummies. Medical tape held it and the tentacles on top of its head.

In addition, little Victor always has a serious expression, so...

Michelle: ...my son looks like a Doberman pinscher with ears just cropped.

What a drop this is.

Did your father Simon take you with him when he was a Wildling?

But there was something that surprised him even more.

That was the embassy guard who Simon said was rescued. At that time, he judged that the target was dangerous and shot Eric dead.

"..." Michelle didn't react for a while, "He... is dead."

Simon's face was dripping black, and he gritted his teeth: "I wish I was the one who shot him dead at that time!"

Michelle put one arm around his son who was scared when he climbed into the bed, and raised the other hand to touch the trembling arm of his drone, "I'm fine... Besides, it's very troublesome to kill him, what are you talking about? Home is in Chicago too…”

Before he finished speaking, Simon sneered: "A son of a rich man, who is important to establish diplomatic relations with an alien country that is famous for its flora and race? And do you know that you almost became disabled!"

Michelle was taken aback: "My hand wasn't cut off."

Simon said: "It's not your hand, it's your body organ (the flower on your head), which almost broke!"

Thinking back to when he saw the baby he cared for carefully, the flowers on his head were broken off and there was only a layer of skin attached, and he lost consciousness from the pain, Simon wanted to dig Eric out and flog the corpse!

Speaking of this, Michelle had an embarrassed expression: "It's true that Eric wanted to kill me, but...the flowers on my head were not made by him."

Little Victor looked up from his father's arms, nodding his head in agreement.

not him? ?

Simon looked confused: "Then—"

Michelle: "It was a pigeon that pecked me."

Simon:"…………"

Michelle: "Maybe I didn't feed it pigeon food."

Simon:"…………"

so what...

Just, that's it? !

【Finish】

[The author has something to say]:

Written here, there may be extra stories.

In fact, it ended before, this Eric’s story is a side story, but I forgot to mark it......

Starting today, I will enter the mode of full-text editing and catching bugs.

Thank you for your support along the way.

Hmm... To be honest, this article is a work of personal hobby, with mediocre grades, and thought of giving up, but along the way, many readers cared and supported me to continue writing here.

Cough

If there is no water, it is still your belly.

Our fate will continue.

Thank you for spending time with me.

Love you guys!

Thanks for being cute! ! !

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