my friend is a monster

, but he didn’t say anything else. He had some understanding of Siegfried’s character. Now that they’ve just come back, especially since he’s been away from the Nisha family for so long, he should go home first to summon the elders to stabilize the power. If he rashly follows Raphael Going back, Siegfried might look down on him...

Kanter took it for granted that a man's strength was a condition for being audited by Siegfried, but he didn't know that no matter what he did, Siegfried would definitely not accept it... Sighing~

"That's fine, then I'll take you back first, you have a good rest, I'll visit you in a few days, and then I'll talk to Siegfried."

Kanter said solemnly that Raphael was a little guilty, but he glanced at Lieutenant Jesse, who was a little stiff, and finally bit his lip and lowered his head.

Kanter personally drove Raphael and his son to the street in front of Hawks' mansion. Rafael said that he was afraid that his brother would see it, so he asked him to stop here.

Kanter stopped the flying car, Raphael picked up his son, and moved inch by inch to the ladder of the cabin door. He was obviously ready to leave and came all the way, but this moment still made him a little unbearable.

Raphael took a deep breath, his eyes were a little blurred, and he couldn't help but look back at Kanter, and he said, "Kanter, take care."

"Well, take care of yourself too, pay attention to rest, I will come to see you in two days."

Kanter was a little surprised that Raphael suddenly said goodbye to him so seriously, but he didn't think much about it. Seeing Raphael hugging his son, he walked all the way to the door of Haokexie's house, and his body was hidden behind the pillars of the porch. Just turned around and left.

Raphael didn't go in, but hid behind the pillars. Kanter's flying car was parked at the corner of the street. From an angle, he couldn't see that he didn't really walk into the gate.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was empty. As he walked forward, he shed tears. He didn't know what was going on, and he was crying sporadically.

Raphael just walked down the street until he found a bank, reported the loss, took out the money, and put it in his pocket. Then he calmed down a bit.

Well, now I can only rely on myself, stop thinking about it, and work hard for my son!

Raphael looked at the serious little guy in his arms, smiled through his tears, and said to him, "You don't cry no matter what, is it fun to watch Daddy cry?"

The little guy blinked, as if he was thinking. The two ladies passing by saw such a cute child and cast envious glances at Raphael, which made him very proud.

Forget it, I should be content with my son accompanying me...

Rafael boarded the public flying car, first bought the cheapest communicator, and booked a spaceship ticket. The Manlina satellite was sold out, so he asked for one to go to the top of the satellite, and then Booked a cheap hotel bed.

After finishing all this, it was already noon, and Raphael and his son were both hungry. It took him a lot of effort to restrain his habit of going into luxury restaurants. After all, the money in his hand was limited, so he had to plan carefully.

Rafael saw a fast food truck selling it on the street, so he walked over with his son in his arms. He didn't see his favorite octopus balls, but saw the uncle of the fast food truck making a very strange kind of pancake.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"Young man, haven't you seen it? It's called 'guokui'. It was a popular snack on earth more than 1000 years ago. I'm not bragging. You can't find a better one in the imperial capital than me!"

"Pot helmet?"

It took Raphael a long time to pronounce correctly. The uncle nodded and said with a smile, "How is it? One?"

Raphael was still hesitating, but his son stretched out his small hand to grab it first. The uncle laughed, and Raphael hurriedly bought one, and bought a bottle of fresh milk from the uncle.

He took his son to a bench in the park by the side of the street. He poured fresh milk into the bottle he brought out beforehand, and then fed it to his son. Unexpectedly, his son didn't want to drink milk at all, and he kept grabbing the "guokui" with his little hands. , actually tore off a small piece, and stuffed it into his mouth before Raphael exclaimed...

"Quick! Spit it out! Stupid!"

Rafael's face turned pale with anxiety, how can a child who is more than two months old swallow the bread raw!This is too amazing!

Raphael, who had always treated his son as a weak doll, was dumbfounded this time. His son was completely different from the image of his son lying in his arms quietly before. Not only was he stronger than his age, but he also enjoyed eating the pot helmet ? !

It wasn't until the pot helmet was swallowed by his son bit by bit that Raphael recovered from the shock. His son... Could it be a monster?

Raphael had black hair, so he had to buy another one. His son's big amber eyes were still staring at the "pot helmet", as if he still wanted to eat it, and Raphael was speechless.

"You can't eat it, your belly will burst if you eat so much!"

Rafael was frightened and a little scared. He wanted to take his son to the hospital to see, but seeing his son's lively appearance, he muttered a few words and put the bottle in his son's hand: "Here, since you have strength, Why don't I feed you? Hold and drink by yourself."

I don't know what's wrong with my son's physique. He seems to grow faster than normal children?

Raphael thought so, and ate the remaining pot helmet. The son seemed to have not eaten enough, and kept reaching out to grab it.

Raphael felt guilty for not giving him food. After struggling for a long time, he ran to the fast food truck again, bought a pot helmet, and put it in a fresh-keeping bag.

"Look, it's all here, but you can't eat it until evening, understand?"

Raphael saw his son showing a somewhat disappointed expression, a group of crows flew over his head, and then turned his face away stiffly, not looking at him...

Raphael then went to visit Senior and asked him to apologize to his brother for himself. He also saw Senior's two sons. The two had a conversation, and Raphael left in a hurry. After chasing him, but still did not catch up.

"Okay, now we are going to take the spaceship to go to the top of the satellite, you have to be good."

Sitting in the waiting room of the landing hall, Raphael said to his son, took out a pot helmet, and handed it to him. His eyes were closed, but his son, who seemed to be sleeping, immediately opened his eyes, ahhhhhh Just eat it, and the speed is still fast.

The corner of Raphael's mouth twitched: "By the way, you don't seem to have teeth? How can you eat this kind of thick bread?"

The son ignored him and continued to bury his head in eating, ahhhhhh...

Looking at him like that, Raphael inevitably thought of Kanter. It seems that his son inherited his beast characteristics?

Correct!

The more he looked more and more like a silly beast, Raphael smiled inadvertently, touched his son's head, and his eyes were full of love.

"Haha, since you love eating Guokui so much, then your nickname should be Guokui!"

The son didn't respond, and continued to eat the pot helmet, but after his irresponsible daddy gave him an outrageous nickname, he almost laughed out loud.

Little Guokui seems to be devouring it with all his heart at this moment, and he didn't hear what he said at all... But Rafael didn't know that Little Guokui had actually sensed this world long ago. When he was still in Daddy's stomach, he just Started listening to Daddy and Daddy talking, a very, very precocious old guy.

Woohoo, it seems that the current situation is that Daddy is going to take him away, his strength is too weak to protect Daddy, and he has to let Daddy hug him...he must eat more food, Step up to store energy, and then become a hero called something to protect Daddy!

By the way, I want to beat Dad away!

Why?

Because he doesn't even talk to Xiao Guokui! (Kanter is too silent) He also told Daddy to leave him alone, saying that he was useless, hum!He still makes daddy sad... he's a bad guy!

When Xiao Guokui has stored up his energy, he must be beaten away!

Tragedy, Little Guokui has completely inherited the character of his father, Kanter, who must be vengeful. Under Rafael's inadvertent misleading, he has developed a strong hostility towards his father... (Kanter, please pray~)

Guokui (guokui) is a famous noodle dish in Shaanxi. It is similar to a very thick noodle cake. It matches the serious little buns very well~

(16 Fresh Coins) 53 Crazy Siegfried

In the imperial capital, in a luxurious reception room of the Nisha family, the atmosphere is tense at the moment.

The two groups of tall, burly, and extraordinary legion commanders glared at each other, holding swords and almost fighting each other, and the air became thinner.

The man on the left is wearing a fashionable orange-red windbreaker inlaid with gold thread. The well-cut collar is turned out, which complements his skin very well. He wears a diamond pendant belt with a novel design on his waist. Wearing a pair of pointed leather shoes with black crystals on the front.

The perfume he sprayed on his body was said to cost as much as one milliliter of the highest-grade spar in the Prufance Empire, and it could be said to be the top of luxury goods.

This person has long brown-black hair, which is loosely scattered behind him and hangs down to his waist, making him even more tall and tall, with extraordinary bearing, and an overwhelming aura.

Kanter looked at the opponent without saying a word, preparing to use the tactic of not moving the enemy and not moving me to deal with the person in front of him.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke for a while, and the living room became strangely quiet.

Ten minutes ago, Kanter of the Nisha family came back and formally invited Max and Xie Xuefu, who are also the patriarchs of the four major families, to express his gratitude to them.

Because the Nisha family can still exist intact after five years, it can be seen that these two people have a broad mind and are not indifferent.