Diablo Destruction

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The freeze-frame picture from last night appeared on the TV news this morning.

At the bottom of the screen, the bright red label of the wanted criminal is particularly dazzling.

I don't know why I woke up early, and I don't know why I was sitting on the sofa, looking at myself in the picture... ahhh, it's an insect weirdo, and I fell into deep thought.

"Wow, these days, there are really all kinds of weird people." The little fox, who also got up early and sat on the same sofa as me, sighed in a lazy and casual manner.

"Sparrow Food." I held back for three seconds and nodded in agreement.

"Look at its disgusting headgear, what kind of brain is it? You can only think of using a fly head as a headgear. I'd rather wear silk stockings, at least it's just an ordinary pervert."

"Dove Food!" I glanced at the little fox, feeling that I had to do something, so I followed suit, pointing at the green fly-head weirdo in the picture, showing a look of disgust and contempt.

"And you see, green leather pants, my God, what kind of geek idea is this, is it good for the dirt to fall off?"

The little fox nodded in agreement, and his criticism became more and more vigorous: "I was just about to say this, from which era did this insect weirdo emerge, both earthy and weird, even if it is not an arson suspect, seeing such a guy If it appears, anyone will call the police immediately."

"You can't relax when you meet a guy like this." I looked indignant and clenched my fists, as if I wanted to give the teens on the screen an iron fist of justice.

"The other party may have an accomplice, maybe it will be a super invincible monster with a red trash can and a beetle head!"

The little fox constructed and imagined it in his mind. He was so happy that he was dancing on the sofa, completely forgetting that he was wearing loose pajamas, which caused the fox Yiba and the large white flowers on the neckline to be exposed.

"Well said, the beetle-headed weirdo in the red trash can and the teeny-headed weirdo in green leather pants are a perfect match. You guy, you know how to match well. Would you like to go to the red, white and blue fashion world?"

"And look, is there a bicycle behind this guy?" The little fox seemed to have discovered a new world again: "Insect geeks make their debut on bicycles? I'm laughing just thinking about this kind of picture. pain."

"Isn't it a motorcycle?"

I can't bear it anymore, you can insult him, but not his modding talent!

"Ah? Isn't it just a case on a bicycle? Let me take a closer look, it's the case of a bumper car, it's the fancy plastic case of the bumper car in the playground, right, hahahaha, my God , How old is this guy's mental age? Maybe Tamoya really misunderstood, this guy can't be an arsonist, right?"

The little fox couldn't laugh anymore and was rolling around on the sofa.

The collar buttons have been completely taken off!

Thanks to me, I saw a lot, so I didn't get confused.

"No, I think this guy... is an arsonist!"

Now that I'm out on the street, at least let me attract firepower to my daughters. As long as everyone thinks that the teenage weirdo is an arsonist, no one will think of the witch.

right! This is the real purpose of my finale debut!

It seems funny, absurd, stupid, and funny, but it actually hides the great spirit of an old father who sacrificed his tall image and shouldered all the crimes in order to protect his daughter!

"Wait, take a closer look..." The little fox seemed to have a new direction, staring at the wanted notice on the screen.

"If you look closely... the figure of this teeny-headed weirdo... tall, short, fat and thin... the most important thing is that special, clear and silly feeling... isn't it..."

The little fox muttered like this, watched TV, and looked at me again, it seemed that the images were being compared and overlapped.

"It seems... a bit like you!"

"Bullshit!" I jumped up from the sofa angrily and yelled at the little fox in anger.

"My taste is not so vulgar. Even if I want to do this kind of thing, I will definitely choose another more cool way!"

"Like?"

"For example, this, the Transformer of Light."

In my spare time of making leather cases, I proudly showed the little fox the Y-shaped transforming device glued with leftovers. He lifted it up to the top of his head, and the two wings above the "Y" spread out immediately, and the light bulb in the middle lighted up.

"How do you feel?" Maintaining the transformation posture, I wiped my nose and gave the little fox a smug smile.

"I misunderstood, and I'm sure you're not the teeny-headed weirdo." Convinced by strong evidence, the little fox honestly bowed his head and apologized to me.

But she turned around, took out her mobile phone, dialed the number, and after a low waiting tone, she lowered her voice and spoke to the microphone.

"Hey, is it Tamoya? I found a guy who is suspected to be the accomplice of the teeny weirdo, right, right next to me, staring at me, if you have time, come over quickly, maybe you can wipe out the weirdo gang, Third-class power is also power!"

You...you bastard! !

Hearing the truth on the side, I was furious. I felt that the mysterious and noble field of the two-thorn salamander hidden in a corner of my heart had been desecrated by the other party. My brain became hot, and I showed my teeth and claws at the little fox, and was about to pounce on peace. The other party fights you to death.

"Dad...Dad?"

At this moment, the twins went downstairs, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help being shocked.

A tall and strong man, with his eyes full of hideous eyes, was ready to flutter towards a woman who was huddled in the sofa, with a clear expression, messy clothes, wide open neckline, and half-covered, revealing the infinite temptation of spring.

To put it simply, it is a picture that a normal person will call the police immediately when they see it, and it is not too much to call it a crime scene.

"Wait, Xi Ruth Ecolu, listen to me, it's not like this." I also realized that something was wrong, and the little fox also realized that it was wrong, one was pale, busy explaining, and the other blushing, busy clutching Buttoned neckline.

The style of painting has changed, and it seems that the crime has changed from a single person to a gang committing a crime.

At this time, if Velas came out of the closet again, holding a frying pan and smiling, the picture would be a classic.

"Actually, it's this guy..."

"Wait, Dad, don't talk, let's take a look at the news." The twins suddenly made a pause gesture, and their attention was completely attracted by the picture on the TV.

Wanted teeny weirdo aside, the background of that place in the picture...

Isn't that where they fought their opponents yesterday?

Looking at the news content, the wanted criminals are teeny weirdos, suspected forest arson suspects, and the twin princesses were messy at the time.

It seems that the real arsonist is Sister Sarah... right?

Last night, with one enemy and two, wide open and invincible, he created a piece of scorched earth around him, and then he seemed to be blamed by the fly-headed weirdo in the picture?

This is how to do?

Or...forget it, the teeny-headed weirdo doesn't look like...a good guy, eh?

After replaying the observations again and again, the twins have made new discoveries.

"That car, eh, that car... It's very similar to Aunt Linya's bicycle."

"It's just a bicycle, same brand, same style and same color, all over the street, no fuss." I quickly explained with a guilty conscience.

However, the twins shook their heads firmly: "It's different. Aunt Linya's bicycle is somewhat different. It should be a custom style. We have never seen a bicycle exactly like it."

Saying that, they quickly ran to the yard to see that Aunt Linya's bicycle was sitting on the spot, as if it had never moved.

Following behind them, I secretly sighed.

Fortunately, when I was running under Tamoya's eyelids yesterday, I brought the bike back, unloaded it, and returned it to the original owner, otherwise it would be a big deal.

I'm such a smart and wanted criminal.

No, there are too many words and too many mistakes. The more I care about this news, the bigger the flaws will be. The little fox and the twins are not crayfish, they are very sensitive.

With that in mind, I simply ignored the news, took out my phone, and clicked on a familiar forum. Although it was too late, I still wanted to see yesterday's post and see if there were any popular replies that were more in line with my heart and the public's taste. , you can replace the sand sculpture layer master.

No, the sand sculpture post has the most likes and popularity. It seems that the cultural level and quality of the water friends in this forum need to be improved.

Disappointed, I swiped my fingers, trying to find some other sideshow.

Inadvertently, I saw a new post that had just been published, but was already very popular. In just over ten minutes, there were already tens of thousands of clicks and hundreds of replies.

These sand sculpture water friends live on the website, don't they have to go to work?

Out of curiosity, I clicked in and took a look. It turned out to be a Doutu post. I was not very interested in this kind of post, but when I saw the content of Doutu, I was not calm.

It turned out to be the teenage wanted order broadcast on TV just now!

These sand sculptures and water friends used their imaginations on this wanted order, adding text or other materials, and their wild ideas caused everyone to burst into laughter from time to time.

Among them, the picture with the most likes and popularity seems to be a little back to the basics, and there are no other bells and whistles.

Only a few words were added below the picture of the wanted order.

Nima, why!

Coupled with the confusion and indignation that can be seen through the compound eyes that take up half of the face, it seems that the whole picture suddenly has a voice and soul, which is simply the finishing touch.

No wonder it's the hottest.

I suppressed the crater that was in the back of my heart, and nodded in agreement.

Looking at the creator of this bucket map again, I rubbed my eyes, read it carefully, and confirmed it several times.

Finally, go back to the post I made last night and check it again.

It turned out to be the same account!

How dare!

The volcano erupted with a bang, I flipped the coffee table in my mind angrily, and smashed my phone on the sofa.

Nima, why!

I can't wait, I can't wait for a second, I have to follow the network cable to severely punish this [beep] thing, I will crush all its instant noodles and steal all the ingredients! I want to replace all its beautiful girl figures with Woody heads! I want to replace all its game discs with [.Alien]! I want to take out all of its mentally retarded Rubik's Cubes, and all the ship girls will retire!

Thus, a just PY transaction began.

dong dong dong.

Putting on a large brown windbreaker and holding down the big felt hat on my head, I gently knocked on the door of the little ghost in accordance with the rhythm of three longs and two shorts.

"signal."

The small ghost's deliberately low voice sounded in the room.

You even gave me this set?

I was a little stunned, and after thinking about it, I used a deliberately low and hoarse voice to speak at the minimum volume inside.

"London Bridge is falling."

After thinking about it, I felt a little monotonous, and I added another sentence in my throat.

"Hong Kong reporters run fast."

After waiting for a while, the little ghost's words came from inside.

"Task."

"Give you three minutes, I want all the information on this person."

The index finger lightly popped out a piece of paper, swaying and falling like a leaf. When it was about to hit the ground, the thin piece of paper slid into the gap less than a millimeter below the door.

The efficiency of the little ghost is very high. In less than a minute, a new note came out from the crack of the door. I couldn't wait to open it. There was only one address on it. Although it was a bit perfunctory, the information was much simpler than I expected. But barely enough.

Just know where to live, its instant noodles, its beautiful girl figures, its game discs, its Rubik's Cube and the ship girl, can you still run?

It's just... isn't this address a little familiar?

I pondered for a while at the note, then suddenly turned to go out, came to the gate, and stared at my house number for a while.

Then with heavy steps, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com returned to the living room.

Seeing the little fox holding her mobile phone, she glanced at it from time to time, and let out a muffled laugh like an old hen hatching an egg.

The power of the unicorn hidden in the right arm was suddenly uncontrollable.

Original! Come! Yes! you!

I was reluctant to accept this cruel fact, so I made my last effort. With my fingers brewing with endless anger, I opened the other party's account with a slight trembling, entered the personal homepage, and then tapped the other party's fan list.

Saw a lot of familiar accounts.

The prisoner is hammered!

You saucy fox, I will fight with you as "the mentally handicapped children's caring community, the mentally disabled behavior research institute, the brain-disabled troll relief and shelter station, the orphan identification center in the Wen Zang district, and the death-of-fighting family fishing one-stop dying incinerator"! !

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