Datehan, who was drunk to a certain extent but miraculously remained sober to some extent, had no reaction at all when he saw Kenji Hagiwara transforming from a parrot into a human.

I just muttered a few words and went home to set up an altar and worship him so that Kenji could become a Buddha as soon as possible.

Then he talked a lot about Natalie and him, and drunkenly slapped his hands, unilaterally deciding to let the child in his wife's belly recognize them as godfathers.

From now on, I will kowtow to them and burn paper money every year and festival.

Little Ida, who has five fathers before she was born: Dear dad, thank you!

The other four people did not try to correct Datehang. They just listened quietly to the squad leader's constant chatter, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

The sinister Jing Guang even secretly took a picture of the squad leader crying with tears streaming down his face. When everything was resolved and they could reappear in front of people with a new look, he showed it to the squad leader and Natalie to take a good look at it. A dark history.

After Toru Amuro drank two drinks, he took Jingguang with him to the kitchen.

Because the boss lady and the chef were temporarily kicked out, they had no choice but to make some food by themselves if they didn't want to drink until they vomited.

Ruo Muliang, who was watching the live broadcast quietly at them:...

Fuck, miscalculation!

He looked at the instant noodles and biscuits in front of him, and then at the table full of delicious meals cooked by Jing Guang and Amuro Toru in the live broadcast room, and quietly wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth.

Is it still too late for me to go there and have a meal?

Tsk, forget it, seeing as monitor Date is crying so miserably, I won’t go.

However, when they come back, they must slave Amuro-san and Jingguang to prepare a feast for several days in a row! Ruo Muliang took a sip of instant noodles and then sprayed it out.

He looked at the packaging bag of instant noodles with an expression of disbelief. This kind of red packaging with fruits painted on it is usually not tomato-flavored. This... strawberry flavor? ! ! ! !

The weird taste lingered in his mouth. Ruo Muliang looked at the oily Matsuda dog eating in the live broadcast, and then looked at the bowl of strawberry-flavored instant noodles in front of him (Japan really has it, you can go Check it out), and the vision of success is dark.

Around eleven o'clock in the evening, Toru Amuro looked at the same person lying on the floor in the box, and sighed a little tiredly.

The squad leader had drunk an unknown number of pounds before they came. It was normal for him to drink down. Matsuda and the others should not have such a low drinking capacity. They didn't drink much, and they fell down faster than the other.

Could it be because...their current bodies, according to Liangjun, are mainly supported by magic power?

Thinking of Ruomu Ryo's physique, which could drink fruit wine in one gulp, Toru Amuro touched his chin and thought for a moment.

Could it be that when magic and alcohol are mixed together, will there be any wonderful chemical reaction? Or is it that things related to magic are more or less alcohol intolerant?

It's amazing.

An even more magical thing happened. Under Toru Amuro's eyes, Jingguang and the three of them turned from drunken people into drunken animals.

The corner of Amuro Toru's mouth twitched, suddenly feeling that he had a long way to go.

He called his all-powerful brother Yuya Kazami and asked him to come over and place Date Hang in a nearby hotel.

He himself had the Kenji parrot in his pocket, the Jingguang cat on his shoulder, and the Matsuda dog in his hand. With all the plush on his body, he struggled to get them into the car, and then kicked them He opened the accelerator and headed towards Ruo Muliang's house.

Emmmm, children shouldn’t learn drunk driving or anything like that.

When Toru Amuro parked the car and once again struggled to carry three drunken plushs home in the above-mentioned appearance, he also picked up an aggrieved Wakagi Ryo in the living room.

He looked at the untouched instant noodles on the table, which seemed to be strawberry flavor, and understood.

"It's a little late now, how about making a simple fried rice?"

"Okay, Amuro-san Saigao!"

After taking some time to go to the kitchen to make a fried rice, Toru Amuro, who also drank a lot, returned to the living room. Looking at the three plush animals huddled together on the sofa, he suddenly felt sleepy.

The weather in January was not too cold, and the air conditioning was on in the room. Toru Amuro didn't bother to look for the guest room, so he just pulled a blanket to cover it, and fell down next to the plush ones, falling into a deep sleep.

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My eyes open and close, then close and open again, time flies from January to the end of October, and Halloween is coming.

Ruo Muliang once again began to lament the strong inertia of the plot.

The bomber had been tortured by the blackened bourbon until he was reduced to a human form, but he was still able to miraculously escape from the police's territory.

Is it really true that except for Toru Amuro, all the police officers are useless?

Wakamu Ryo glanced inside the live broadcast room. Toru Amuro and his loyal police officer Yuya Kazami were sitting in the car with gloomy faces, following the clues left by the bomber.

"I can't figure it out." Toru Amuro looked coldly at the dark street outside the car window, "Leave aside the knowledge about bombs for now, I really don't think this person is capable of formulating and implementing a jailbreak plan in that state. "

Feng Jian: "Do you mean..."

"It's not necessarily the police, but within the police, bugs have appeared again."

Amuro Toru's mood subtly overlapped with Gin's at this moment. The employees in the unit were either trash or rats, which was indeed a terrible thing.

Yeah, but I seem to have a bottle of fake wine, so that’s okay. In comparison, gin is worse.

Amuro narrowed his eyes and looked at the shaky figure that suddenly appeared in the dark underground garage. Even if the surrounding environment was pitch black, the person was far enough away.

But Toru Amuro could recognize this cub with just a blurry figure.

Without saying a word, he pushed open the car door and chased after the bomber.

The bomber was a little unconscious, but he still had some brains. He knew clearly that he could not run very far on two legs. He immediately wanted to find a car and smash the glass, and then Drive away.

However, the long-term imprisonment has obviously put his physical strength at a low point. After smashing it twice, the car window was intact.

The bomber was a little panicked. When he looked back, he saw the demon blond man behind him who had taken good care of him during this period. He immediately ignored the car and ran up the stairs on the side without looking back.

However, the consequence of being in a panic is that he is quickly cornered into a blind corner.

Toru Amuro and Kazami surrounded them on the left and right, completely blocking the bomber's escape route.

The bomber gasped, grabbed something around his neck, and stretched out his hand tremblingly in the direction of Toru Amuro.

"help me……"

Toru Amuro frowned as he approached, and he keenly noticed something was wrong.

There seems to be a... collar around this bomber's neck?

As Feng Jian got closer, the blue light on the outermost side of the collar also turned red in an instant.

Amuro Toru's pupils shrank and he yelled at Kazami: "Don't go there, it's a bomb!"

Feng Jian was slightly startled, but at this time, the distance between him and the bomber was already quite close, and the bomber probably knew that he would definitely die. With the mentality of pulling one to get enough money, pulling two would be enough, he headed straight towards Feng Jian Yu also rushed over.

With a "boom", the strong air wave caused by the explosion directly flew Toru Amuro and Kazama away. Naturally, all the prisoners at the center of the explosion were left behind.

Amuro Toru had better luck. He shook his head, barely staying awake and supporting his body.

Kazami Yuya's luck was not so good. When he was thrown away, the fence wall behind him happened to be not too high. When Toru Amuro got up, he happened to see Kazami Yuya with most of his body hanging in the air, and his whole body sliding downstairs uncontrollably.

His pupils shrank, ignoring the pain on his body, he rushed up, grabbed Feng Jian's feet, and dragged him upwards forcefully.

Kazama temporarily lost consciousness due to the impact of the explosion and could not take any measures to save himself.

Toru Amuro was not in a very good condition at the moment. He tried his best but could only temporarily stop Kazami's fall, and there was no way to completely get him out of danger.

And at this moment, a man shrouded in a black cloak, holding the same bomb collar on the bomber's neck, slowly approached Toru Amuro...

"So, the situation is like this. Although you can avoid that person, the price is that Feng Jian will be directly thrown to death, so you let the person wear the bomb collar without resisting, right?"

Wakamu Ryo opened the magic shield (which he clicked on during the autograph session), cautiously approached Toru Amuro, and observed the collar around his neck up close.

Amuro Toru closed her eyes, looking a little tired, and responded lightly.

"I can't watch Feng Jian die in front of my eyes... What's wrong with the rope in your hand! Come back!"

Ruo Muliang looked down at the rope in his hand and scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly.

"Amuro-san, would you believe me if I said this rope appeared suddenly?"

Toru Amuro narrowed his eyes and began to smell of alcohol.

"Ahem, you have to believe me, Amuro-san," Wakamu Ryo looked at the not-ugly collar on Amuro Toru's neck with bright eyes, "Excluding the facts, I really never thought about holding a leash. The big cat with the collar takes a walk in Mihua.”

Toru Amuro:  …

"Do you see my letter?"

PS: Because this theatrical version and the plot of TV’s 1200 Million Hostages are closely connected, they were written together. The other theatrical versions will still be written in order.

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