Snow Leopard Breeding Guide

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Fu Chen was freed.

But the premise is that he has to stick to the team leader's training pants like chewing gum, and always pay attention to the team leader's face, so as not to touch the minefield and make the dinner tasteless, and it is still 24 hours a day.

Convenience stores don't work as hard as he does.

Du Bin glared angrily, and Fu Chen came out of the resettlement room lazily with his eyes like a dog's fire, and deliberately stretched himself in front of Du Bin.

Du Bin couldn't take it anymore: "Leader, you can't let such a dangerous object out."

"It's okay, now he is my trouble, and I will be responsible for the accident."

Fu Yun squatted down, and buckled the leash on Fu Chen's vest, "Hui Yaozi compromised, you go to meet someone, and explain to him what happened yesterday by the way."

"...It seems that he hasn't come out of the shadow of you two yet."

As Fu Yun said, he tugged at the leash in his hand: "I'll take this one with me during the meeting, and you can talk to Lao Du about it, and give Gray Kite a psychological boost."

Du Bin reluctantly agreed, and watched Fu Yun drag Fu Chen away.

The big cat also deliberately twisted its slippery catwalk, clearly trying to annoy him.

The team leader must have been deceived by the appearance of this snow leopard!

This guy has bad intentions at first glance, he must find a way to save the team leader!

Dubin slammed on the iron gate angrily.

On the other side, even though Fu Chen was being led, the person who was leading him had no intention of holding him tightly, and he walked around the resettlement area with strides.

His paws were still covered with the claw covers from yesterday's duty, and the black vest on his body was also a custom-made vest that complied with the rules.

There are all kinds of creatures in the resettlement area, and there are many Class A objects. Fu Chenhu pretends to be a tiger and travels everywhere. The people on duty did not recognize him as No. 1, Class A Area A, which is locked in Dongsijian.

At best, I just glanced at him when passing by, and regarded him as a new team member.

The resettlement area is a mixed-jurisdiction area, and the competent unit is "Jumang", but the people who are usually responsible for their duties are mainly drawn from the "Xingtian" group.

The "Hideous" team led by Fu Yun was newly established, with sparse staff and no work to do, so they were occasionally transferred to help on duty.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked around, wondering what he was thinking.

Trotting past a team of patrolling guards, the leader of the team recognized Fu Yun and stopped to say hello.

Fu Chen remained silent, and when they were far away, he wagged his tail and said softly: "A few puppies, are you serious?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't you think this configuration is a little weaker? This area being inspected is a Grade A area."

Fu Chen walked casually. He was in a very happy mood just after he was freed.

If any restless guy tries to make a fuss...the dogs might be in for a hard time.

"As far as I know, you are the most dangerous person here. The one after you has already been admitted to the strictly controlled room, and the guards next to you are absolutely sufficient."

Fu Yun pulled the rope and pulled him into another passage, the way leading to the equipment warehouse.

"I wanted to ask before, why are all the orcs working for you dogs?" Fu Chen was very obedient, and his feet reacted quickly.

"Their predecessors were all police dogs, which were mutated by the impact of the comet seven years ago. Although they have become humans, their responsibilities and loyalty have not changed; most of their former trainers are now working together in the bureau."

After a pause, he said again: "You should know this matter better than me."

Fu Chen narrowed his cat's eyes: "Is that Doberman too?"

"He was brought up by Lao Du alone, and Lao Du raised him as his own son."

Fu Yun pushed open a door, led Fu Chen in, and said to the female officer on duty at the front desk: "Group five's', one piece of equipment was missing yesterday, please return it now."

"It's four claws, and a high-strength vest." The operator was very quick, and called up the record in one go.

Fu Yun hummed, squatted down to deal with Shen and said, "Raise your paw."

Fu Chen obediently raised his paws, and let Fu Yun remove the four claw covers.

Although this claw cover reduces the sensitivity of his meat pads, it is very effective in preventing accidental injuries and allows him to run and jump faster.

And it looks pretty cool.

The female operator leaned out half of her body from the front desk curiously: "Did you borrow it from him? We found this model after searching the warehouse. This is already the largest size."

As he spoke, he tilted his head to look: "What a handsome snow leopard, your eyes are so beautiful."

Fu Chen nodded politely: "Thank you."

Fu Yun rubbed the circle marks on his paws that had been squeezed tightly: "It's still small, and I have to apply for a bigger set with the above."

The female operator propped her elbows on the stage, resting her chin in her hand, and said, "The higher-ups have approved the equipment franchise for 'Hideous', and we will start making it as soon as your official list is handed in."

"You guys are treated really well, unlike the gang of 'Xing Tian' who worry about applying for equipment funding every day."

"Good treatment, but also a lot of trouble." Fu Yun stood up, pulled the rope, "Let's go."

The informal meeting of the "Hideous" group is scheduled for [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, and the finishing work of the gray kite mission has already been taken over.

Because Fu Yun had just taken over a hot potato, he had to take an afternoon off to settle his responsibilities.

Fu Chen's vest was still on, with the leash attached.

The material of the traction rope is a new type A nano-material, which is very dense, and if it is bundled at a critical moment, Fu Chen can't break free even if he is King Kong.

Fu Chen lightly jumped onto the front seat of the car, squatted gracefully in a good mood, and began to look forward to the future cohabitation life.

The car drove out of the heavily guarded Eighth District, mixed into the busy traffic of the city, and then entered an old residential area.

Fu Yun's home is in the old staff dormitory building in the tea farm, and he lived here alone after his father left.

Although my financial ability improved later and I bought a house around the city center, I still like to live in this old residential building.

Perhaps there is the last trace of the warmth of home here, a small space filled with the unique taste of a home that has been around for many years, it is better than a cold pale new house that smells of formaldehyde.

Fu Chen curiously sniffed around the house.

Fu Yun's family lives on the sixth floor, a small house with two bedrooms and one living room. There is an old bathroom, and the dining room is next to the living room.

The furniture and everything are old, the refrigerator is covered with a lace cloth cover, the sofa made of compressed wood is missing a corner, and the wall above is full of awards, which are yellowed or even blackened.

There was an outdated plastic fruit bowl on the coffee table and the TV was replaced with a new one hanging on the wall.

But the wine cabinet next to it remained unchanged, and there were some old and new wines in it, as well as some strangely shaped lighters that looked like small sculptures.

There is even a huge red plastic cover against the corner of the restaurant, which is full of oily smoke.

Except for some of Fu Yun's own items which are brand new, everything else has a taste of the times.

There is a taste of reluctance.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes.

He inspected his new territory, and then found a comfortable position on the sofa to lie down.

The couch was small, with his hind legs and long tail dangling out, but he loved being crammed into a small space.

This home is full of nostalgia, both old and new.

Fu Yun dragged a black suitcase over: "Your clothes, I'll get them back from Jumang's in the afternoon."

Fu Chen remembered that before they got into the car, he threw the box into the trunk with a bang, and he didn't notice it at that time.

Fu Yun opened the box on the ground, revealing a few sets of simple clothes, a pair of Tibetan-style boots, and a Tibetan knife with a gorgeous sheath.

Fu Chen jumped down briskly and sniffed in his clothes.

"If you want to wear something else, go to my room and get it."

"No, I'm still used to the original way of wearing it." Fu Chen felt that there was basically no other smell on the clothes, and was very satisfied.

"Then go and change quickly, and have dinner later."

Fu Yun stood up and dragged a large bag of things into the kitchen with great effort, ignoring Fu Shen.Fu Chen rummaged through the box, picked out a thin shirt, and ran into the room with small steps in his mouth.

After a while, a man walked out of the room with bare feet, and lay down on the sofa leisurely.

The long curly hair was loosely scattered over the shoulders, and a gray and white leopard tail with rings swayed gently.

When Fu Yun put a plate of fatty lamb rolls fried with scallions on the table, he saw a beautiful woman leaning on the sofa, slightly raised her chin towards him, her light gray eyes were full of mockery.

"You...wouldn't be hot in Tibetan robes during the dog days?"

"It's not fur, not to mention it's autumn now."

Fu Chen wore a white shirt with wide sleeves rolled up to the elbows.

He walked to the door of the kitchen, poked his head in and took a look, "Team leader, where is the mutton that you promised me?"

"It's working."

Fu Chen was so bored, he pushed open the screen door next to the dining room and went to the balcony.

Fu Yun took out a stainless steel tray with great effort. On it was a whole piece of bloody fresh mutton, which was the size of a piglet, which was very visually impactful.

Fu Chen eats a lot, he can eat half a pig in one meal, but he is also very hungry.

When the "Xing Tian" team captured him, he starved for four days on the snow mountain.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously looked towards the balcony, only to see the leopard leaning on the railing with its arms folded, squinting its eyes and looking outside.

"This protective net has been around for some years, and it can be broken through with a little effort."

"There are no less than ten footholds from here to the top of the building. There are many buildings here. It is not difficult to go from the top of the building to all parts of the city." Fu Chen Youyou turned to look at him, "Team leader, what do you think?"

He leaned against the railing, his intentions unknown.

Fu Yun narrowed his eyes.

This leopard has never been a docile character, and has never hidden the idea of ​​fleeing since it was recruited by the Special Control Bureau.

Fu Yun didn't want to stand against him, at least not to become his enemy.

But if he doesn't cooperate, he can only use some tough methods.

He took out a small black remote control and shook it at Fu Chen. There was only one small button. Fu Chen turned cold when he saw it clearly.

"Think about it, cat."

After a long time, Fu Chen put on a bright smile and walked back to the restaurant as if nothing had happened: "I just said casually, don't be so nervous, team leader."

After a pause, he said softly, "I didn't want to go against you."

The two have dinner.

Fu Yun's dinner was very simple, white rice with onion and fat lamb; opposite Fu Shen had a whole piece of bloody mutton, and the tray took up almost two-thirds of the entire small dining table.

In order to avoid the scene of a savage drinking blood, Fu Yun went back to the kitchen and took a can of flamethrower, briefly burned the surface of the mutton, and then gave the big wild cat a small knife to force him to observe basic table manners.

Fu Yun ate with an army spirit, quietly, quickly, and politely; Fu Chen ate meat with a savage air, gobbling it voraciously and acting rudely, as if he wanted to occupy the entire dining table.

Fu Yun watched him swallow the last piece of meat, and the scarlet tongue licked the blood on his thin lips, showing a wild look.

"Are you full? Let's talk about business when we're full."

Fu Yun cleared the table and put the small remote control in the center.

Fu Chen immediately lowered his face: "Fu Yun, this stuff is very off-putting."

Fu Yun unbuttoned a few more buttons of his jacket, exposed his chest while Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, and pointed to a small new wound on it.

"Here, there is a new buried thing, which is somewhat related to yours."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. There was also such a small wound on his chest, which was left by a miniature bomb planted in his chest in order to control him.

"As long as the miniature bomb in your chest is detonated, it will release a strong current to stop the heart. It is true that the orcs have tenacious vitality, but this current is enough to kill five of you in an instant."

Fu Chen's face gradually became serious.

"If you have a different heart, I press the button and you die, understand?"

Fu Chen sneered: "Working hard for you, or fleeing and being bombed to death, which one do you think I would choose?"

"Why should I do things for you?"

"You have no choice."

"And..." Fu Yun touched the new wound on his chest, "There is a miniature bomb buried here that is the same as yours, the difference is its trigger method."

"Once the bomb in your chest explodes, the information will be sent back to the master control terminal, and the bomb will be detonated at the same time."

Regardless of the slight change in Fu Chen's expression, he seemed to smile easily and said, "You have someone behind you."

"By the way, the trigger method does not include remote triggering."

After a long time, Fu Chen withdrew his fingers from tapping on the table, and leaned over to him: "Why?"

The guarded expression in his eyes was removed a little, and he no longer guarded himself vigilantly.

Fu Yun was slightly relieved.

"The General Administration won't hook you up because of me." Fu Chen's nerves were still tense, reminding him of the day when he was caught on the snow mountain.

Inexplicable emotions flowed in Fu Yun's eyes: "You can give it a try."

A short and firm sentence made Fu Chen speechless.

The cat's suspicious and curious temperament appeared here, and Fu Chen asked again: "Why?"

"Because you are my responsibility, I have to do my duty." Fu Yun said it very easily.

While clearing the table and taking the dishes into the kitchen to wash, he added leisurely: "I proposed to the bureau to appoint you, and to transfer you out of the resettlement area, naturally I have to bear corresponding responsibilities."

"Is there anything else you want to ask, Kitty?"

Fu Chen sat in front of the table, clasped his hands on the table, a fluffy leopard tail covered with beautiful patterns, gently swaying with his thoughts.

The author has something to say: Fu Chen's soliloquy in his dream last night was probably:

Fu Yun, you old fox actually teamed up with the General Administration to plant a bomb in my heart!Thank you for trusting you so much!

(wronged Baba)

Angry is really angry, but it can't last long~