After being shocked in the u8 novel, Sparte felt that it seemed too unfair to be shocked by himself, so through his original linkage system "one-button wake-up" function, the communicators in the entire No. It started to play, and amidst the sound of cursing and banging on the railing, even Shaoze, who was wearing a nightcap, rushed out of his room in panic—
"Why do what - fire or earthquake or Eli acquitted all?!"
After spending two seconds confirming that the entire No. 2 building was safe and sound, the prison guard wearing a nightcap decisively raised his head and joined the mighty team of prisoners downstairs greeting the ancestors of Uncle Spart's family—
"The sky is falling, Uncle Spatt!!! It was agreed at the beginning that this linkage function is not allowed until the sky is falling, have you forgotten? If Eli finds out about this, I will let you change the communication terminal casually. I don’t even have any hope of the bonus! Is it cheating?!”
"Damn, mother, I just touched the breasts of that big-breasted girl!"
"Grass! Howling in the early morning? It's not yet dawn—it's not yet dawn!"
"The sun is already out, you idiot on the second floor, who told you that your floor is so low that you can't see clearly, if you have the ability to crawl under my crotch, I will let you go up to see the scenery on the 16th floor!!"
A burst of laughter and cursing was mixed with the sound of metal collisions, and the morning of the Jueyin Pavilion kicked off—Uncle Spatt smashed a solid can on the face of the other party as a thank you, and thanked the person downstairs After asking his father how he is, he was stupid. After being forced, he withdrew his head and walked back to the address book. Under the silent gaze of DK, the technical emperor of the second building entered a few permission passwords that only he knew—
So, after a few ear-piercing humming sounds, from the address books of every cell on all floors, the crackling sound of the keyboard being pressed was clearly heard—at this time, nothing was wrong The prisoners are still shouting and screaming
.
As if he didn't hear his name mixed with all kinds of wonderful swear words at all, Uncle Sparte picked his nostrils under DK's speechless gaze, patted his address book in a very comfortable mood, and said lazily: " Hello? Boss, could you please repeat what you just said?"
"What?"
When Lei Qie's deep voice came through the communicator, the cell below the twentieth floor was silent for an instant—although Shaoze was a prison guard, judging from his dormitory's status on the first floor, among those who shut up, he must be included.
"Oh," as if he finally understood what the floor agent's words meant just now, the man responded as if he was unresponsive, and said in the same tone before, without any ups and downs—
"I said, the falcon ran away."
As the man's punctuation marks landed, everyone on the 20th to 30th floors fell silent.
Shaoze: "... Huh?!... Oh... Well, that's a little more serious than the sky falling."
Through brain wave opinions, an unprecedented collective consensus was reached, and people in Building No. 2 who felt that they probably woke up in the wrong posture today: "... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
It was as if God chose to slam the switch of the world audio or unplug the power plug on this wonderful early morning. At this moment, the No. A silence as dead as before dawn.
However, the man who had no idea that he had dropped an atomic-bomb-level bomb unconsciously continued to focus on the work in hand. He sat cross-legged on the ground holding a laptop computer, his blue eyes fixed on the front of him continuously. The flickering screen, the man's manicured fingertips are jumping quickly on the keyboard, on the screen, with the man's command input, more than a dozen windows are flashing quickly, switching angles, rewinding or playing—
Cutting and copying a few sporadic shots that barely recorded the dog's back, the man took a deep breath, and shut the computer with a snap—
"Uncle Spatt?"
"exist?"
"Ten minutes later, all the high-level executives above the 25th floor came to my room for a meeting
. "
"..." My second time, I heard that right, you actually know that the 25th floor and above are considered high-level!
"kindness?"
"… good."
So far, the vigorous dog-hunting operation in Building No. 2 kicked off.
…
So what was Ruan Xiangyuan doing when Lei Qie led a group of people looking for dogs in the Jue Chi restaurant
As a kidnapped dog, all it can do is go on a hunger strike in protest — symbolically. The son of a bitch has never had a sip of water since he was carried back by this crazy man with tear moles. Of course, in fact, it has only been three hours since he toured Building No. 3 for free.
But the pup feels that a century has passed.
At breakfast time, the man with a tear mole went out, and speaking of it... After counting his claws, the sun is shining at this time, and the stupid master should have woken up too—should he find that Lao Tzu is gone? Did you find me? Fuck, it doesn't make sense to not want to look for it even for a symbolic performance, right
yes.
Then why haven't you found it yet
have no idea.
“……………”
Squatting on the ground and looking at the completely unfamiliar scenery outside the window, the son of a bitch once again used his body to perform to all living beings what is called "If you don't die, you won't die" and "Bitch. People are hypocritical".
runaway
hehe.
Absconding in fear of crime
Hehehehe.
It's all right now, it's comfortable, it's lively, it's happy, it's your fucking kidnapped by someone with bad intentions
!
The son of a bitch sneezed, couldn't sit still, raised his chubby buttocks and shook, and walked up and down the tearful man's cell impatiently—speaking of this weird room, Ruan Xiangyuan remembered twenty-eight According to the rule, it should be a four-person room, but the strange thing is that from the time the teary mole man sent the pup back until now, the other three people in the room disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated—
The most ridiculous thing is that when the mole man came back from the dark, he used the elevator dedicated to Wang.
Ruan Xiangyuan remembered that if Lei Qie hadn't been there, even Shaoze wouldn't be able to use the elevator dedicated to the king in the second building. The buttons on the 31st floor are always black, and only light up after the prison guard enters a special password that changes once a month.
Going around three times in the spacious prison cell in every possible way, from the marble floor of the third building is not as good-looking as the second building, thinking of mt's fat face, thinking of mt's harem, and finally thinking of the tearful mole man, the dog who didn't sum up anything The cub threw himself on the carpet, lazily raised his legs and scratched his head and belly, thinking why the hell is Building No. 3 so weird
Thinking of the smile of the man with the tear mole, the son of a bitch scratched his belly and shivered suddenly, indicating that his little heart couldn't bear it.
At the same time, the door of the cell was opened.
Ruan Xiangyuan still kept his back facing the door, he didn't bother to move like a dead dog, only his ears perked up and shook twice, when he heard the footsteps were not the one he expected, he decisively sprayed his nose on the carpet , continue to lie dead.
"The puppy is so obedient, it doesn't bark indiscriminately." The tearful man's extremely perverted, intentionally drawn-out tone sounded from the top of Ruan Xiangyuan's head. Raising paws and hugging head—
Who said I didn't call anymore? Before you invite me to yell, please explain to me what is going on with your room door, which is an unusually high-end soundproof door. If you don’t mind, I also have questions about the tightly locked window—
Of course, the man with a tear mole does not have the brain wave function of Lei Qie, or he and Ruan Xiangyuan are not on the same frequency, but after reluctantly accepting the son's refusal attitude, he smiled softly and stood up without any force Go to the coffee table and start eating breakfast.
Eat breakfast! ! ! ! ! ! !
Can't you eat in the restaurant? You actually packed it
! ! ! ! Cheap people are hypocritical! ! !
The people in Building No. 3 are indeed a bunch of insane people! ! !
The dog, who was engaged in "hunger strike and meditation", put the dog's nose deeper into his armpit with a "owwow", and after taking a deep breath, he found in despair that its thick fur could not resist Hanamaki's attack. The strong scent of pasta—salty and then sweet, melt-in-your-mouth yet chewy, topped with scallions freshly picked from Eli’s yard—
Hanamaki.
Hanamaki little fairy, stop, little fairy!
The pup took a deep breath in pain, and then it was even more painful to find that the scent of the flower rolls seems to have added the smell of freshly ground soy milk. —
soy milk.
Soymilk little villain, don't run away, little villain!
Ruan Xiangyuan found out tragically that this man with a tear mole was actually the only person in the Jueji Restaurant who had exactly the same breakfast preferences as him. This kind of thing that was originally as gratifying as Boya Zhong Ziqi, in this Sometimes it seems so special...
not suitable.
At this time, the tearful man who was sitting at the coffee table enjoying his breakfast earnestly, silently and gracefully said, "Puppy, do you want to eat breakfast?"
Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
- Go away, don't eat.
The man with a tear mole: "I brought you soy milk specially. I saw you squatting at Lei Qie's feet drinking this stuff in restaurants a few times. Well, I later found out that it tastes good, and I also like it."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
—I know how delicious soy milk is. You don’t need to be uneasy and kind to tell me about science.
The tearful man: "The flower rolls are actually pretty good, and the shallots on them are so fresh, they might have just been picked from the curator's vegetable garden this morning."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
The pup wailed and rolled on the ground—can’t eat it dear
! Pick up your integrity, dear! ! Think about the rat poison in it, do you still eat it? Do you eat it! ! !
... ... ... ... ... ... I want to eat rat poison.
Hungry.
hungry.
Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!
After rolling over for the last time, the pup on the carpet stopped abruptly, his tongue limply drooping out of his mouth, staring at the yellow spot on the ceiling. Under the stimulation of the canned yellow peach, the son of a bitch was about to burst into tears in an instant. The stark contrast made him suddenly understand that he had changed from the apex of his master to a yellow cabbage with no father or mother.
Amidst the smell of breakfast in the room, the pup who was suffering both in heart and body got up from the ground, jumped onto the sofa and pressed the dog's face against the glass for a while, the heat of hala hala was freezing A circle of white mist came out from the window of the building—the back of Building No. 3 is the playground for the wind, if the wolf howls a few times here...
The hot-drinking pup who was thinking about how to escape to eat hot food for a moment completely ignored the pair of probes who didn't know when they were removed from the food, and were sweeping back and forth on its thick fur at this moment. look.
When Ruan Xiangyuan took his dog's face off the window, he turned around and found the man with the tear mole sitting on the ground with a smile and waving at him - on the right side of the man with the tear mole was a stack of fresh soy milk.
"Come here, puppy," said the man with a mole on his face, smiling like a flower, "I swear on my parents' lives that there are no ingredients."
so poisonous? As a filial son, Ruan Xiangyuan hesitated.
"Really," the tearful man urged, "When Lei Qie comes to save you, you have to eat and drink enough, right?"
right.
Makes sense.
If I don't eat, I have to drink saliva anyway.
After hesitating for a moment, the puppy lowered his head tentatively and leaned over to lick a couple of mouthfuls—
But that's all
.
He has integrity.
On the premise of not starving to death, he must not embarrass the stupid master.
Ruan Xiangyuan really licked two mouthfuls of soy milk and walked away, but as he retreated, he looked at the gradually deepening smile in the tearful man's eyes, feeling more and more uneasy—
"Don't be afraid, puppy, I am very caring, how could I hurt a small animal? And I swore on my parents, right?"
right.
But from the outside, I don't think you seem like a person with a lower limit—forgive me for judging people by their appearance, it's also the first time I've seen such a bad person who doesn't look like a good person in my life.
Ruan Xiangyuan squatted far away from the tearful man, just when he thought he was going to be poisoned and died at any moment and explained it, the son of a bitch finally realized that he seemed to be weird—
Where is it weird
It seems that the throat is uncomfortable.
cough.
After taking two deep breaths, the pup opened his mouth, only to find that from his throat, he could only make a low and hoarse "呀嗤" sound——
Not dumb, but howling wolves is absolutely impossible.
a bolt from the blue.
Ruan Xiangyuan raised his head abruptly, and with the tearful man's face still smiling sincerely, the latter reached out his hand shamelessly, and patted his furry head in spite of the dog's resistance—
"Don't be afraid, it's only temporary, our place is too close to the playground where the wind is released, and the sound insulation effect of the floor is not very good," said the tearful man, "so I can only wrong you, but don't be afraid, it is not toxic , in the future, well, probably tomorrow will be fine."
"Awwhhh!"
"What, did you swear? I say you believe it? Haha, it's so cute!" The man with a tear mole smiled even more happily, "The woman and the man would have died together a long time ago—otherwise, why do you think I entered Absolute Wing Pavilion?"
·u8 novel