It turned out that Yaya saw the story of Chen Fang's encounter with a dog that everyone had gone viral in the circle of friends, and said that now the dog is going to attack Chen Fang's mother and daughter again.

Yaya called her robot pigeon and gave an order: More than 350 meters south from me, there is an animal that wants to attack humans and defeat it!

The pigeon flew in and pecked at the dog's eyes.

The seriously ill big black dog struggled to dodge.

At this time, a man who rode by tram to catch fish at the mouth of the south bridge passed by and found pigeons, and was hungry for wild pigeon meat.

At this time, the pigeon was about to make a second attack, but was caught by a net bag like an ear poop.

The fishcatcher excitedly raised the net pole and played in a circle in place, showing off his ability.

People laughed with envy and amazement, and then laughed with laughter and mockery.

The fishcatcher got carried away and was still spinning.

"Don't turn around, fool!" someone advised him.

He doesn't listen, he doesn't stop.

Then you can go here for a day, and don't catch any fish.

The fishcatcher turned around and said, "I am content, and I am content to catch a wild pigeon in the morning, and I am not in a hurry to catch the fish." ”

"The nets are all exposed, and you catch fish, catch your father!" someone told him.

"I'll arrest your father! The net pocket is not leaky, is that called a net pocket?"

He woke up a little and stopped spinning.

When I looked at the net bag, it seemed to have been fried by scissors. The pigeons that were caught were gone.

"Where's my pigeon?

"What's your pigeon?"

"Is that called an authentic?"

The fishcatcher got on his cart, mounted the pole, and went home in disgrace.

Someone poked the backbone in the back:

"This hanger is a man, fishing and catching shrimp every day, and planting crops by mistake. I didn't care about the seeds sown on the ground, and I didn't look at them. Don't water the ground, look at the sky and reap. If you don't spray, the rest of the insects will belong to him. He didn't care when his house was built, and ran into the field every day to hunt rabbits. ”

"He wants to learn from Leizi to practice farming, right?"

"Leizi originally learned from him. ”

"It turned out to be Leizi's master?"

"Why didn't Leizi ask him to confess after he became a celebrity?"

"Leizi said that he broke the law by catching wild pigeons and hares. ”

The people were talking and preparing to disperse, when something strange happened.

Chen Ling, who finished teaching in elementary school, saw Chen Fang's experience in the circle of friends and expressed deep sympathy. She sent her family's robotic flies to help, too.

As soon as the ugly fly arrived, it bit the upper lip of the big black dog. It seems to make the dog's lips die and the teeth are cold, and finally the teeth fall out.

But the dog was very sleepy, and yawned. Due to the air flow caused by the difference in air pressure, the flies fall into the dog's mouth as if a person encounters a space-time tunnel.

When the dog closes its mouth, it touches the mouth of the fly and bites the fly's mouth.

It just so happened that saliva struck, and the flies were swallowed into the dog's stomach.

The tiger crocodile heard that there was a bustle here, and came to see it.

In the past, he used to look at wherever there was excitement, and when he saw others unlucky, he seemed even more powerful.

Today he has changed from his former majestic appearance, and he looks listless.

Since the time he was retaliated against by the savage woman, he can now walk and play.

After all, he is used to pretending to be forced, and he also shows a stinky virtue of the prince's private visit.

Although he came to see the excitement, he didn't care about anything, as if he was looking for something.

Looking for something to keep his eyes open, he almost narrowed his eyes to death.

He's looking for a voice.

These days, he is pure and quiet, and he just listens to songs from his mobile phone.

But why, the hell, no songs are good. In the past, it was a vassal elegance, and two songs of each female singer were downloaded to the mobile phone. But now, it doesn't feel very good.

It's like hearing a newest singer singing, and then comparing those songs to those voices.

Recently, I've been listening to the songs on my phone repeatedly, and I haven't been to any singer concerts, and I haven't listened to any video concerts on TV. There was no TV in the room where the injured were recuperated, and CCTV15 was not turned on.