Chapter 4053 [Hero] Plan to Save [Beauty]

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After drinking a pot of bitter melon soup for a while, I was not satisfied with it. Veras gave me another pot of old duck soup. Now I finally felt calm and no longer had that kind of worldly desire.

Even if you see a few uninvited guests appearing openly at your dining table, eating and drinking, because...

Hiccup~~~

I touched my tight belly and burped because I was full.

However, although the anger has subsided, the truth still has to be said. Otherwise, these people come here every now and then to eat and drink, and develop a habit. How much does it cost this year? How many fish do I have to bake to earn enough to support my family?

The most important thing is that even though they are here, they don’t even carry anything with them, just the things they are tired of playing with, such as high-end cars and expensive diamond watches.

Everyone is familiar with me, and I don’t need to be so worldly. Am I the kind of otherworldly person?

In one sentence, I was deeply attracted to the drama.

With kind intentions, I first targeted the little mermaid. She was the most arrogant today, so I targeted her first.

"Alia." He placed the 13-inch soup pot on the dining table, stacked the two, and compared the small rice bowls in everyone's hands, and his momentum immediately rose.

The little mermaid looks delicate at the dining table. She doesn’t eat much, and she hasn’t finished eating the small bowl of rice. No matter how good Veras is at her craftsmanship or her cooking skills are high, she dual-wields pans, sparks and lightning. She only likes to eat fruits, and her diet is isolated. , no idea.

Unlike the evil dragon Reina, who loves big fish and meat, she was already on her seventh bowl, and the two soup pots in front of me were almost trembling and crumbling.

Forget it, let her have the last sacrifice flag.

"Alia, didn't you just come today? Why are you here again? If I had known you were coming again, I wouldn't have left at that time. You might as well have stayed to eat."

I pretended to be polite, but on the surface I felt sorry for her running back and forth, and secretly said that she came too often and sat for too long.

"It doesn't matter." The little mermaid delicately picked up the last struggling rice grain in the bowl, put down the bowl, raised her head and grinned.

"I see that Mr. Wu's fruit is gone."

"Did you go out to buy fruit? You are obviously a guest, how can you be so embarrassed?" I was shocked. Is this little mermaid enlightened? As soon as I finished complaining, she knew to prepare her own dry food?

"No, I'm waiting for Mr. Wu to add, so why don't you come and take a look again?" As she said that, the little mermaid was not polite and went straight to the fresh-keeping room where the fruits were stored.

"No, I've finished eating. I didn't have time to replenish it." I shouted loudly. Look, look, this little mermaid can eat a lot. The ordinary refrigerator is not enough. It needs an ice room. Ordinary people can afford it. ?

Look at Veras again. She can carry ten or eight large watermelons on her shoulders. On the other hand, she carries a jackfruit on each of her five fingers. The floor is shaking. There is no trembling in her steps. , with a stable batch, the ice room can be replenished in one round and round.

The women on the border don't even use tractors to cultivate the land. Each person has a hoe and can farm hundreds of acres a day. The only people who can compare with them are probably the eight-hundred-mile sharpshooters in the Anti-Japanese War Zone.

The topic is far off topic. Anyway, after seeing the little mermaid's banditry, I made a difficult decision. Now, immediately, I will order a hundred boxes of lemons. From now on, our family will only eat lemons. It will kill you.

I don’t believe it. Could she still bring her own honey? !

"Mr. Wu may not know it clearly, but I have seen it all." The joy and satisfaction of the little mermaid came from the fresh food room.

"Vilas drove the minivan and went to replenish it."

Oh no, Vilas can still drive?

Oh no, we have a minivan?

Oh, no, you saw it all?

Are you afraid that you are not an experienced grass driver in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds?

There were so many flaws that I didn’t know which one to choose, so I could only open my mouth and keep talking.

Forget it, the enemy's armor is too thick, divert the firepower!

"Tia." I continued to look kindly, but my eyelids were a little trembling.

"When did you come and why didn't you say hello?"

"It's okay. Fanfan doesn't need to be polite. I came when I wanted to. This place is just like my home."

Rather than tasting the delicacies on the table, the little girl was more like a thief, secretly wondering how to make this dish and that dish, so she responded a little absent-mindedly.

If she didn't prepare some weird dishes, her cooking skills would actually be quite good. After all, she had lived in a small desert village isolated from the world since she was a child, and supplies were scarce. Even the noble princess would not be able to pamper her.

Of course, Ben Zina's cooking skills are even better. I'm very curious about this. I haven't witnessed her childhood experience. How can a sickly girl who can't even leave the house develop good cooking skills? Is it all based on imagination?

It seems that it is not impossible. I have personally experienced her ability to make up for the loss of her virginity. The look on her face is really lifelike.

But now I don't want to complain about this. I just hope that the little girl can be polite and don't treat this place as her real home. She can come and go freely. She has to perform a full set of acting and keep her mouth shut. Give this broken illusion some face.

Perhaps my resentment was conveyed to the little girl. She finally put down her tasting, raised her head, smiled brightly at me, and explained her purpose.

"I heard that there is another guest at Fanfan's house, so I wanted to come over and have a look."

Jeluka has just arrived, who did you listen to? What did your oil field tell you?

For a moment, I fell into the panic and suspicion of The Truman World. In this neighborhood, on the same street, except for Linya’s family next door, are they all normal people? Isn't it some strange spy agent or intelligence operative? !

right? ! Right? !

Life will never fail me? Are you cheating on me? !

There is also the word "you", which is very essential. I turned away my eyes and buried myself in the hard work. I looked like a little fox with an attitude that it had nothing to do with me. I hope she would be more eye-catching and not like a little ghost. She was young and lay in her nest. She should learn to spread her wings and fly high. Fly, the colorful world outside is so interesting, and the big bed in a five-star hotel is even more relaxing.

Little Sarah, who was lying on the gun, seemed to be trembling in the corner, trying hard to eliminate her own sense of existence, uh...I didn't talk about you, feel safe.

At this point, I can no longer be arrogant, so I can only turn my finger on the last evil dragon, Lena. It’s you, a stupid dog, the best to bully. Come here, get my nine-ring sword, prepare it. Sacrifice flag.

As soon as her mouth opened, the evil dragon Reina slapped her little hand on the table while eating, and moved it, revealing a shiny bunch of keys, which I gave her just now.

"Is something wrong?" His eyes were raised, full of arrogance and disdain.

"No...no, you eat, please continue."

I suddenly understood that she was no longer the evil dragon Lena in reality who only had a powerful mouth. She had taken the role of a domineering female president!

When can a man stand up? He's so cold!

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, come here and have a few words with you."

At this time, I was holding big watermelons, grapes, bananas, persimmons, tangerines, mangoes, green dates, strawberries, cherries...

Wait, is there a fourth-dimensional space hidden in your arms? !

In short, Elijah, with a large amount of fruit in her arms, came out of the fresh-keeping room with great satisfaction, and she actually extended her hand to me as an invitation.

Sometimes it is difficult for you to understand the imagination of some screenwriters and writers, whether it is Resident Evil or the Thousand-Armed Guanyin per capita.

As soon as my butt lifted off the stool, I heard the neat sound of the bowl falling, and...

"I'm full." Several of them wiped their mouths and stood up in unison.

I won’t name them, to give them some face.

Elijah and I came to a corner of the living room, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sat down on a small double coffee table. They also sat around, some drinking tea, some playing with their mobile phones, or playing with the TV remote control. Formed a dragon gate formation with ambush from all sides.

I just don’t understand. Why are you all crowded into a corner in a living room that can accommodate thirty or fifty people? Is this place high in carbon content?

He exchanged a helpless look with Ariya, saying that he couldn't go to the room, although it wasn't impossible.

Mainly because I'm afraid they'll tear down the wall!

At this time, I finally recalled the long-lost ancient skills.

A sketch of the Hell Fighting Bear that has nothing wrong with it except being environmentally unfriendly.

I picked up a pen and paper and clicked on it. Elijah nodded understandingly, and we quickly became pen pals.

[To be honest, why are you here again? This is not like your style. 】

[The main reason was that I was worried about Jeluka. Now it seems that I was overly worried. She adapted quickly, which she shouldn’t have given her personality. I was surprised. 】

I curled my lips. Not only did I adapt quickly, I already considered this place my home.

You are the same!

"Hey, you are sneaking around, what are you talking about? What are you saying shamelessly?" The irritable evil dragon Lena couldn't stand it any longer, so she moved a small stool to the small coffee table, pen pal The meeting quickly became a group friend group.

"I just have something to say to you, you stinky fish." Seeing that we remained silent, the little female dragon went her own way and turned on the intrusion mode.

"Tell me the truth, why are you putting people here?"

The little female dragon had a serious expression on her face, as if she was facing a chess board. She and Elijah were each other's chess players, and now the other party suddenly showed no martial ethics and just put a rook on the chess board!

As the real owner of the board, I said it was stressful.

"It's just an entrustment." Elijah, who talked to me a lot, now cherished his words like gold, eating fruit and pursed his lips.

"Do we have to live here?" The little female dragon frowned.

"I think this is the best choice. Jeluka is going to school in a foreign country and she is not familiar with the place where she lives. She happens to have Silus Ecolu and Sarah to keep her company."

"Going to school?" The little female dragon continued to frown.

"Oh, didn't I tell you before? I'm really sorry. I plan to place Jeluka in Sarah's high school."

"High school?" The little female dragon frowned deeply and glanced at Jeluka.

At this age...not to mention, this figure...she seems to be out of society.

"Yes, right? Have you communicated with Jeluka?" Aelia looked at Gemini and Sarah.

The little witches, who could feel that Jeluka and themselves were of the same kind just by their auras and without the need for dialogue, were stunned for a moment before nodding hurriedly.

We are all our own people and have common secrets.

"I hope they are not at the same level." Sara lamented. The brief exchange with Jeluka had already made her realize the other party's rank. She was defeated both physically and mentally. She was defeated thoroughly and completely.

It feels like the top twenty students in the past have become an unreachable mountain.

I can only regain a little respect from my seniors in my dreams.

The evil dragon Reina did not believe in her mortal enemy, but she still believed in Sarah and the twins who were still students of Xin Xin. Although she still had doubts after hearing this, she was weak and could only retreat in order to advance.

Elijah and I were able to continue to write as friends.

[I suddenly had an idea. 】

[Mr. Wu, what do you think? 】

[Look, everyone is here, it’s rare to see such a large crowd. 】

[Mr. Wu speaks directly when he has something to say. 】

[You said it was a good chance, not a coincidence. The task you gave me last time, why not talk to Reina now while taking advantage of the crowds and excitement. 】

[Are you saying this just to take advantage of the excitement? 】

The little mermaid was shocked. The fruits in her mouth no longer tasted good, and her mind was filled with questions from black people.

[Maybe it would be lively and lively, so she agreed. 】

[Then how are you going to talk to her? 】

[What else can I do? Just tell me if you have anything. 】

Your dad is the leader of a criminal group, trying to manipulate underage magical girls to take over the world. Now you have only one choice, either join us and stage an annual fantasy police drama about a loving father and a filial daughter, or you can only...hehehe.

We can only laugh a few times. If you don’t join, there’s nothing we can do about it.

Let Elijah have a headache and rain me watermelons?

[I think it would be better to be more tactful. 】

The little mermaid tactfully reminded me that I should be tactful in my life.

[You still don’t know what Reina’s character is? When you talk to her, don't beat around the bush, just be straight to the point. 】

[Is this the reason why Mr. Wu felt frustrated for the second time at the dinner table and presented the key? 】

I was suddenly choked and speechless... No, I couldn't write.

Is this home better yet? My spring water is about to burst. Can you stop using shrimps and pig hearts?

【What do you think? 】

[Leina must be allowed to have a process of accepting reality. 】

【What reality? The reality that her father is a criminal? 】

[No, we have to go one step further. First, we have to let her accept the reality of spiritual energy recovery and the existence of extraordinary beings. 】

Ah no, this...

[She is a great young lady, but she doesn’t even know about this kind of thing? 】

I was simply stunned. It was like the daughter of the Demon King. She didn’t know that her father was the Demon King and that there were five Four Heavenly Kings under his command. But she didn’t even know about the Sinking Demon, Goblin, and Slime?

This is common sense that normal people can vaguely guess about three points, okay?

[Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to realize it. 】

Aelia shook her head, showing a miserable expression, as if to say, as her mortal enemy, I am ashamed.

[Wait a minute, isn’t she a transcendent herself? 】

I think there is a problem, the little dragoness, her fighting ability is barely high in reality, she is an explosive player. Nowadays, the girls around her are all technologically advanced and mutated, so she can’t be the only one left normal, right? .

[She is, her combat power is not low, it is about equal to twenty Mr. Wu. 】

Aaliyah pushed up her ladylike frames to show the presence of the power of technology.

[Oh, let me be healthy. 】

I was just about to go around to Elijah's side to share and appreciate the little female dragon's three... ahem, combat effectiveness data.

As a result, the girls who were ambushed from all sides in the Dragon Gate Formation looked at them with warning eyes and could only return to their seats.

[Your words are contradictory. She is a transcendent. How come she doesn’t know about the resurrection of spiritual energy and the existence of other transcendent beings? 】

[You don’t know who she is? 】 Elijah asked back, I thought about it for half a second and suddenly realized.

I can be an extraordinary person, but you don't have to. Anyone who learns from me will die, and anyone who is like me will die. Mortals only need to worship me. After all, I am such a unique and unique woman.

Confident, extremely confident, crazy confident, the little female dragon in reality is just such a unique girl, who acts like I am the best in the world all day long, but in this fantasy world, I am afraid it is not much different.

Great, I understand.

[What should I do? Just say something. 】

[This matter cannot be rushed. First, we have to let her accept the existence of the witch and realize that Sarah and the Gemini are on the side of justice. 】

[Then, she will investigate on her own and find out that her father is the leader of the evil group? 】

[It’s best to do this, but I don’t think things will be that simple, so we can’t make a complete and detailed plan. We can only take one step and look at three steps. 】

[Then tell me, how to take the first step? 】

【I am also troubled by this matter. 】

Otherwise... I suddenly had an idea.

[How about we have a classic scene? 】

[Mr. Wu, do you have any good ideas? 】

【Britain! male! save! beautiful! 】

【? ? ? 】

[To put it simply, they pretend to be bad guys and attack Reina, and then Sirus and the others will appear, defeat the bad guys, and save Reina. In this way, they can gain Reina's favor and make her realize that she is too stinky. 】

[Simple and crude but effective. As expected of Mr. Wu, great. This idea sounds really good. 】The little mermaid’s eyes lit up, she was obviously complimenting me, but why did I feel awkward hearing it?

[It’s not too late, we’ll start making arrangements now, and it’s best to implement them within the next few days. 】

【I think so too. 】

[Then you make arrangements. 】

【I have already arranged it. 】

【? ? ? 】

[First of all, the protagonists are Rena, Sarah and Gemini. 】

【it is necessary. 】

[The villain role will be left to you, Mr. Wu. 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[No, you plan to let me play the bad guy? To attack her? 】

【is it not OK? 】

[You leave so many of your subordinates unused and embarrass me, a middle-aged old man? ! Can you bear it? !

! 】

[I can’t bear it, so I can only be cruel. 】

[Just kidding, it’s actually because I think Mr. Wu is the most suitable. 】

[No, Reina and I are so familiar, aren’t you afraid that she will recognize me at a glance? 】

[Just pretend. 】

[So familiar, how do you want me to pretend? 】

[Didn’t a weird fly appear a few days ago? I think this is a good idea. Mr. Wu can pretend to be an accomplice. Let me think about it, for example, a mosquito weirdo, a cockroach weirdo, etc. I can prepare a leather case. 】

【It’s the dragonfly weirdo! 】

I angrily scribbled on the weirdo with my pen.

【It’s Captain Dragonfly! 】

[No matter what, what do you think of Mr. Wu? 】

【I! No! Dry! 】

[Then I had to arrange for someone else to play the part, but I really couldn’t feel comfortable letting someone else play the role. In order to act realistically, this requires fighting, and you may get injured. 】

As I wrote this, Aaliya blinked innocently at me.

[Mr. Wu doesn’t want anything to happen to his daughter or Reina, right. 】

[No, Leina aside, don’t you say that the fighting power of Sirus, Ekolu and the others is unparalleled in the world? How could something still happen? 】

[I am worried that if they accidentally beat the bad guy to death, even with my ability, it is difficult to cover up the crime of murder. 】

I:"……"

It turns out that there is such a reverse accident!

[Okay, I promise you, you don’t need to prepare the holster. Remember, it’s Captain Dragonfly! 】

[But I feel more like a fly. 】

【dragonfly! dragonfly! 】

[Okay, okay, then I’ll leave it to Mr. Wu. 】

Elijah dug out the last bite of the melon and ate it, leaving the peel and core on the coffee table. She clapped her little hands with satisfaction, fearing that I would regret it, and ran away with a puff of cigarette.

etc!

I suddenly realized that there was a very important question.

Elijah said just now that the combat power of the little female dragon is about twenty Mr. Wu, right? Am I remembering it correctly?

So the question is, can the Twins really save me before I am killed by the evil dragon Rena, or the moment I am instantly killed by a punch?

It turns out that a hero saving a beauty has this meaning, you bastard!

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