In the last days, I became the young former commander

"Those who have a good relationship will definitely do it. For example, the brothers and sisters of the Kasugano family, I saw it on the billboard in Akihabara the day before yesterday!"

Coke said very proudly.

"Please don't use the example of a brother and sister who will be captured."

"Hahahaha, because such a helpless commander is so cute, I can't help but want to tease him~"

While talking, the two boxes of takoyaki that Moyin ordered were also ready, and Moyin and Coke sat at a nearby ramen stall with takoyaki. Moyin ordered a bowl of ramen, and then fed Coke and ate takoyaki.

Fortunately, Coca-Cola didn't seem to really disturb the pilgrimage of the Coca-Cola head office this time. They didn't ask Mo Yin to feed her with takoyaki in his mouth, but honestly asked Mo Yin to pick up takoyaki with a toothpick. She eats, so in the eyes of others, this is just a brother who spoils his sister too much.

"Speaking of which, I've always felt that you, Commander, are very good at refusing."

Looking at Moyin who was eating ramen, Coke suddenly spoke.

"Ok?"

"Because most of the gameplay will be played with us, don't you think it's a bit too tolerant of our willfulness? This time too."

"Well, after all, I want all of my dolls to be golden goblins. Everyone is happy, and you all know how to be modest and don't ask for drugs."

"Pfft, you're the one who's tired of work and you make that kind of request in front of the commander, right? From the day you entered the house, you said a long time ago that if someone touched that kind of thing, you would clean the door yourself."

"So I can accept most of the other ways of playing, and there is nothing wrong with satisfying you. Isn't this bad?"

Moyin asked after taking a sip of the meaty ramen soup.

"It's not bad, but don't you feel a little tired to accompany our interests all the time? In a sense, you are making yourself play our favorite appearance?"

Coke asked.

"When you meet an escort or 416, you will relax. If you are G11, you will also lazily play games together, so there will be a time to rest. It is a combination of work and rest? You don't have to worry about me."

Moyin replied with a smile.

The first thousand and 130 chapters of Coke: How about my American Juhe cut?

"Is that so? Commander, do you prefer the relaxed version of yourself, or the one who is spoiled by us?"

Coke asked.

"Well, you guys look very happy and my mood will naturally get better, so just let it be, act like a baby if you want to act like a baby, and spend time together if you want to be lazy and do nothing, there's no need to do it because of me What you like and change what you want to do."

Moyin answered.

"That is to say, you are welcome to act coquettishly and willfully?"

"You can understand that."

"Okay! Then I will sit on the commander's lap and let the commander feed me ramen!"

The Coke during the talk has already been put into action, and nimbly got into Moyin's arms, sat on Moyin's lap and opened his small mouth, waiting for Moyin to bring ramen to feed himself.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Coke's behavior obviously surpassed the normal relationship between brothers and sisters, and many people around him cast doubtful eyes on him and Coke, so Moyin had no choice but to cast a cognitive barrier magic to make these people unable to recognize Knowing the existence of him and Coke, he took a piece of ramen with chopsticks and brought it to Coke's mouth, and Coke ate the ramen with a sip.

"It's surprisingly good."

"After all, our family doesn't have a chef who specializes in Japanese food, so we don't eat this ramen very much."

Xiao Ai Baoyuan has Chinese dishes in his family, and Chuntian has Western dishes, but there is no one who spontaneously opens a small shop to cook Japanese dishes like the two.

Although Akagi Kaga knows how to cook, but when they were dating recently, they all prefer to cook for them by themselves, so the proportion of Japanese food in the Moyin headquarters is relatively small.

"Come again~"

He picked up the can of Coke and drank a big sip of Coke and asked for it.

"Okay, okay, come again."

Moyin took a piece of char siu and ramen and fed them to Coke.

At the same time, I asked the store for two additional bowls of char siu ramen.

After all, Coke seems to like the appearance of this ramen very much, and there is still a long time before the plane takes off, so you can enjoy the food leisurely.

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After eating ramen and playing with the mobile phone in the waiting hall, Moyin and Coke boarded the flight to Atlanta.

At three in the morning, the flight landed in Atlanta, Coke and Moyin immediately got off the plane and left the airport.

"Should we stay in a hotel or do I drive a motorhome with a dementia?"

Mo Yin asked.

"No! It's rare to come to the hometown of hobo, of course I want to experience the life of hobo~"

"Hobo?"

"Homeless~"

"I know hobo means a homeless person, but I don't understand why you want to experience the life of a homeless person..."

Mo Yin asked in a daze.

He has omniscience and omnipotence and naturally knows the word hobo, but he can't figure out why Coke wants to experience the life of a homeless man.

"Because Coke is a cowboy! And when it comes to Main Street America, aren't the homeless a must-see sight!"

Coke said excitedly.

"Okay, okay, if you want to experience it, you can experience it, but the two of us won't go begging all the way to the Coca-Cola company, right? I'm also a god after all, so let me beg for something?"

Mo Yin asked dumbfoundedly.

"Don't worry, we use our own money, I just want to try this way of life."

Coke answered.

"That's fine."

Hearing that there is no need to beg along the street, Moyin felt relieved and wandered on the street with Coke.

Before walking three kilometers, when passing by a hooded Brother Ni, Brother Ni raised his wide sleeves and aimed at Mo Yin.

"Don't move! If you don't want to die, hand over your money and mobile phone!"

Brother Ni shouted in a low voice.

"Haha...there are robbers at this late hour, you are really dedicated, Little Coke, what do you want to do?"

Mo Yin asked with a sigh.

"Hahaha, isn't this very interesting? It's been a long time since no one dared to steal your money, Commander. When this happens, of course we have to meet him with traditional American martial arts and American style."

Coke instantly took out his branded weapon, the Colt revolver, from the space bag.

Seeing that Coke took out a gun, Brother Ni obviously became nervous and was about to raise his hand to hit the Coke, when six gunshots were heard.

Brother Ni didn't even have time to feel the pain, his fat body like a hill collapsed to the ground.

And there was a bullet hole in his eye, throat, heart, and kidney that was continuously bleeding out.

"Commander, how about my American Iai Slash?"

Coke took out a few bullets and threw them into the air, threw off the shell casings and replaced them with new bullets, and asked a little proudly.

"Quick, accurate, and ruthless are all included, and the essence of the American Juhe Slash is emptying the magazine. Lao Mei is the number one master of the American Juhe Slash."

Moyin praised without hesitation.

"Oh, the commander hasn't made a move yet, yet he praises him so much~ If the commander comes, I'm afraid he won't be worse than me."

Coke held his face and said in a good mood.

"The ruler is short and the inch is long. I am sure I can't compare with you in the field of revolver shooting."

Moyin said modestly.

"Hahahaha, anyway, let's get out of here first. The gunfire might attract the police. Although we are self-defense, I don't want to chat and drink coffee with the police."

Coke said with a smile.

"Ah."

Moyin nodded, and then the two quickly left the death scene.

More than an hour later, Moyin and Coke saw a place where about seven or eight homeless men gathered, some homeless men were sleeping in a corner wrapped in a shabby quilt, and a few were drinking and eating there. With some stale salad and hot dogs.

"It's surprising that they have money to buy wine and food."

Coke whispered to Moyin in a low voice.

"The food is most likely dug out of the trash can. Europe and the United States are very strict about the handling of overnight food. If you can't sell it on the day, you have to throw it away, otherwise there will be a high fine. So those salads and hot dogs should It was picked out of a trash can."

"As for alcohol, some of these people living on the streets are because of alcohol. These people are willing to do anything for a sip of alcohol, stealing, robbing, begging, and giving up dignity and everything, so it is not too much to get a bottle of alcohol." strangeness."

Moyin opened his mouth and analyzed.

At this time, a few homeless men who were drinking under the street lamp also noticed the eyes of Moyin and Coke.

One of the bums, who was drunk, got up and walked over.

"What are you looking at! Go away! We don't welcome you here!"

The tramp scolded cursingly.

"Then what, my sister and I have also started sleeping on the street since yesterday. In fact, we are the same kind as you, and we are all homeless."

　Moyin put on a smiling face and explained.

"Oh! Go ahead and lie to you, I can tell that you are not a tramp at all when I smell it with my nose! You don't have the smell of being kicked out by the landlord after suffering a major blow, you are just trying to spy on our life That's all you brat! Get the hell out of here! Otherwise, I'm going to throw trash on you!"

The tramp scolded drunkenly.

"Okay, okay, let's go, Little Coke?"

Moyin didn't quite understand what the so-called smell of a major blow was like, but seeing the confident expression of the homeless man, he knew that he couldn't fool these homeless men.

"Well, get out of here."

Coke took Mo Yin's hand and returned to the road to continue wandering.

"Hmph, you know how to make fun of us poor people, bah!"

The homeless man spat and cursed, then went back to drink with his companions.

"It seems that it is very difficult to fool this group of homeless people. Shall I use cognitive impairment to make the homeless people I meet later regard us as companions?"

Mo Yin asked.

"Hacking is prohibited! How can you experience hobo's humanistic customs like that?"

Coke earnestly crossed his arms and made an X. Seeing Coke's cute appearance, Mo Yin couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, as long as you are happy, I am free."

"Hmm! Let's keep going. I think we just met an unfriendly hobo just now. If we keep going, we might meet a friendly hobo."

Coke said excitedly.

three hours later.

When the sky gradually brightened, the expression on Cole's face was a little gloomy.

In the past three hours, she and Moyin met five groups of homeless people, but without exception, they were rejected by these homeless people to join their group. The reason for rejection was very simple, that is, Moyin and Coke were not homeless at all. Chinese.

Although there is no obvious difference between the two sides in terms of clothing, and homeless people can wear normal clothes, all homeless people can immediately recognize that Moyin and Coke are not real homeless people.

"What's the matter now, keep working hard? From the navigation, I can see that the Coca-Cola Company is still more than 30 kilometers away, and there is still a chance to work hard."

Mo Yin asked.

"Forget it, I always feel that if we continue to work hard, we will be recognized by others. After all, we are not homeless. We might as well buy some food to help them get in touch with homeless people. I'll be satisfied if we just chat. The show is at the Coca-Cola headquarters, and experiencing hobo life is just a sideshow before they go to work."

Coke spoke up.

"Okay, let's go get some fast food, I don't think anyone would say no to a hot burger."

Moyin walked towards the fast food restaurant.

"Ah, please bring out some wine and cigarettes later, Coke, I suddenly want to do a little experiment~"