Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

After communicating with the 'disabled brothers', Yuan Gun got a general understanding of their situation.

It turned out that these people were specially recruited by the former high-level executives of the base and the bigwigs in the upper city to curry favor with the new city owner.

The teenagers have undergone special training to intentionally imitate panda cubs.

Mingming also made a fortune by relying on this.

Those people bought information from him about the cub's sex, appearance, habits, and details of how it got along with the city lord before, and used it to create and wrap their own gifts.

Nowadays, who doesn't know that the dead cub is Ruan Yan's lifeblood, as long as the gift he sent in the past can catch his eyes, it is equivalent to placing a pawn beside the new city lord, a pawn that can easily influence Ruan Yan's emotions Key pieces.

Well, the gift giver has this layer of nepotism, who will dare to trouble him in 3032 in the future?The person on his head is the new city lord!

For a while, Ruan Yan's room never lacked a bed warmer.

Although these people often stay for less than ten seconds, they will be thrown out screaming.

However, there are still supernatural beings who are daring to try their luck and continue to plug people opportunistically.

What if it falls into the eyes of the boss.

It's like winning the lottery.

Once successful, they will get rights and wealth dozens of times higher than they are now.

The temptation is too great, and it is even more worthwhile for them to take the risk and risk their lives.

Mingming and Chu Lingpu, as the internal affairs directors of City 3032, turned a blind eye to these matters.

Their idea is very simple, nothing more than hoping that there will be a rolling substitute to help the boss quickly cheer up.

Mingming really couldn't see Ruan Yan's dejected indulging in tobacco and alcohol all day long.

The rooftop of the Garden Hotel was the place where he stayed the most, sitting for a whole day, and sometimes he didn't even touch a bite of the food delivered.

Those foods are hot and cold, cold and hot, and they are often brought in as they are, and they are still the same when they are finally dumped into the trash can.

"If you go on like this, your body will collapse." This sentence Mingming's mouth is almost callused, but it still doesn't have any effect.

Even sometimes, Ruan Yan finds him annoying, and directly seals him in a small separate space with a raised hand.

Almost suffocated.

Later, Mingming didn't dare to talk too much in front of him.

Until those people tossed and tossed the beautiful boy into Ruan Yan's room.

This gave him a little breath of life.

Ruan Yan became angry, and both the plugged and the plugged suffered.

It's okay to be stuffed, at least there is life.

But the Cypriot's had already been buried in the belly of an unknown zombie.

After that, no one dared to make these moths.

Yuan Gun looked at the white-haired and earless boy: "What about your ears..."

Two red clouds immediately appeared on Baimao's face, and he lowered his head and replied shyly, "Brother Yan made it for me, he said it looks more like this."

Yuan Gun's small body trembled when he heard it: "...doesn't it hurt?"

Bai Mao put his hands on his hips and pursed his lips: "How can it not hurt! But as long as Brother Yan likes it, this little pain is nothing!!"

This, point, pain! !

Yuan Gun swallowed hard: A real warrior!

I admire it.

"Brother Yan likes it, aren't you the same as us, you just met the city lord?" Someone next to him was not convinced.

Yuan Gun turned his head away, and the person who spoke was a boy with black straight hair, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, and his appearance belonged to the clean and good-looking type.

He has a well-proportioned and slender figure. He was definitely a school-level figure in the school before, and he has a very good temperament. Unfortunately, one of his trouser legs is empty, and he relies entirely on the crutches under the armpit to support his body.

"Brother Yan ordered someone to cut my ear, how about you!"

"He chopped off my leg with his own hands!"

"You one-legged monster, you are so annoying!"

"I'm really annoying you!!"

The two disagreed, and rushed forward to wrestle together.

Because their actions were too violent, the waving crutches affected the innocent people watching.

The other teenagers suffered from pain and joined the battle circle.

So the spread became wider and wider, and in the end almost all disabled teenagers were fighting.

There are those who can't be beat because of physical problems, but even so, they are still not to be outdone, pulling each other's hair and scolding each other.

The room was suddenly full of pandemonium.

Yuan Gun took the opportunity to walk out against the wall, ran all the way through the long corridor, and was still in shock until he got into the elevator.

Terrible, really terrible.A group of Stockholm Syndrome patients gathered, no, the accurate term should be Ace Amer addicts.

As a good boy with sound mind and body, Yuan Gun couldn't fit in with them.

You can't stay in the room for a long time to watch the show. What if the disabled teenagers come back after the fight and unanimously point the fire at him? !

Isn't that the end?

The more Yuan Gun thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility of this happening was very high, and he began to frantically press the down button of the elevator.

Finally, the door closed.

Yuan Gun leaned against the wall and gasped for breath:

Terrible, what happened recently?

Why not only Yanyan suddenly changed, but also the people in 3032 City changed?

The folk customs are not as simple and cute as before! !

Ding--

The elevator reaches the first floor.

Yuan Gun scratched his hair and walked out of the compartment door. He lowered his head and walked in a hurry. He didn't pay attention to the front and just bumped into the oncoming man.

"Yo!" A laughing voice appeared above his head: "Are you the quasi-boy favorite who fell into Brother Ruan's eyes?"

Yuan Gun raised his head, his eyes widened: "What? What kind of male pet???"

He and Yanyan are obviously pure relatives, friends, brothers and friends!

After being apart for such a long time, what happened to the one who was moved to hug and shed tears?

How did he become a favorite of men?

Also, how can you tell that he is in Yan Yan Yan, Yan Yan looks at him with eyes that are so cold that they are almost as cold as the Arctic Circle, okay? !

"I'm about to look for you~" Zhou Huai laughed, putting his hands on the boy's shoulders: "Come on, brother, I'll ask you a few questions."

"What's the question?" Yuan Gun was led into a guest room on the first floor with puzzled eyes.

Zhou Huai sat on the sofa and patted the low table: "Come here, sit down and chat."

Yuan Gunba pulled his hair, walked over slowly and sat down opposite him.

"Do you mind if I make a recording?"

Seeing him take out a recording pen from his pocket, Yuan Gun shook his head: I have already taken it out, so I still ask if this sentence is interesting.

Zhou Huai smiled, having a preconceived impression of this obedient boy.

He turned on the recorder, crossed his legs and sank his entire upper body into the sofa, and folded his hands on his abdomen, "To be honest, you were packaged very successfully, at least compared to other gifts, you are the most like a roll. "

Zhou Huai's lips showed a trace of smile, and he added: "Anthropomorphic rolling~"

Yuan Gun: ...

What is it, he is.

"Especially the look in people's eyes!" Zhou Huai slapped his thigh suddenly, and looked at the pair of dark grape eyes on the opposite side in amazement: "Like, it's so fucking like!"

Yuan Gun was a little embarrassed by him, raised his hand uncomfortably and rubbed his eyes: "What question do you want to ask?"

Hurry up, he still has to go to the resident registration office to solve the housing problem.

Don't go back to the hotel room upstairs full of abnormal teenagers.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot," Zhou Huai snapped his fingers, and took out a small notebook from nowhere.

"First question, who did you find the male favorite?"

Yuan Gun puffed his cheeks angrily: "No one is looking for me, and I'm not a man's favorite!"

Zhou Huai understood: the transaction has not yet started, and the dwarf man did not disclose the buyer's information to the boy, so he does not know.

"Second question, are the clothes and backpack on your body made of genuine panda fur?"

Yuan rolled his head.

Zhou Huai looked at him slightly surprised: "So sure?"

Yuan Gun wittily dismissed the blame: "It was the dwarf man who told me."

This makes sense, Zhou Huai nodded, stared at the small book in his hand for a while, and suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him like a torch: "Is this suit yours?"

Yuan Gun bit his finger and thought for a while: "The dwarf man gave it to me, so it should be mine, right?"

Zhou Huai: "Is that so...then do you know where he got it from?"

Yuan Gun shook his head: "I don't know."

The words have already been answered so clearly, and no matter how hard you keep on asking this question, you can't find out why.

Zhou Huai changed his strategy and stuffed the notebook back into his pocket.

Readjusted to a smiling, amiable (?) expression.

"Actually, it's okay to admit that it's yours. Whatever a cute boy does, he will be forgiven~"

Yuan Gun seemed to see the tail of a big wolf wagging behind him.

I believe you big head ghost!

He put down the nails he was gnawing on, lowered his head, and his little curly hair blocked his eyes: "Mom said that a good boy can't lie, can it be forced to admit if it's not mine?"

The voice is aggrieved, and the expression is innocent.

It directly silenced Zhou Huai.

"Do you have any other questions, Uncle? Let's ask together, I'm in a hurry." Yuan Gun raised his head again, curved his mouth, and smiled with two cute little canine teeth.

Zhou Huai: Uncle, uncle?Is he that old!

"Brother Zhou!"

Yuan Gun: "Okay."

It should be answered, but it is impossible to call.

Zhou Huai stared at him for a while, seeing that he couldn't find any flaws, so he had to give up: "Go and do your work."

Yuan Gun got up happily: "Thank you Uncle Zhou, goodbye Uncle Zhou!"

He moved quickly and ran away before the man lost his temper.

The door was closed, and "Uncle" Zhou Huai, who was leaning on the sofa, had a frozen face of shock. He raised his hand to touch his handsome young face, pinching and pinching it hard to find even the slightest sign of relaxation.

"Zhou, Uncle, Uncle? Have you ever seen such a handsome uncle? The dead child really doesn't look at me!"

Resident Information Registration Office.

The staff looked at the boy with a sweet smile in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his voice softened a lot unconsciously: "What's your name?"

"Longan."

"What abilities or specialties do you have?"

Yuan Gun looked at his hands on his trouser legs: "I'm very strong, and I can eat too!!"

The staff wrote down in a small notebook: "It can be eaten, this is a deduction item."

Yuan Gun quickly added: "I can control my appetite and eat less."

Worker: "Eat less and still have so much strength? Can you still do heavy work?"

Yuan Gun was full of energy: "Yes!"

Staff: "Then give you a bronze badge first."

Bronze badge has a resident certificate, a separate house, weekends, and a crystal nucleus salary. The treatment is much better than Shi Hui!

"Thank you!" Yuan Gun happily took a bunch of things from the staff, got up and walked out of the registration hall.

When he passed by the Survivors Memorial Wall, he saw a note that read——【Fleeing Years Laughing, Future Can Be Expected】

The fleeting years are laughing, and the future can be expected...

The boy said these eight characters, and walked straight out of the hall door.

At this time, the sun outside was just right, he raised his face and grinned brightly against the warm sun.

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