"Squeak!"

Wine?

Inhaling the smell that escaped into his nose, Lu Feng's already big eyes immediately widened again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Ignoring [Black Moon]'s increasingly intelligent performance, Lu Feng picked up the bamboo tube with his front paws, raised his head and took a small sip of the liquid in it.

"Squeak~"

Delicious!

Once they reach adulthood, men in modern society are basically surrounded by alcohol, with an overwhelming amount of alcohol advertisements in various media, beautiful alcohol packaging in various supermarkets and specialty stores, and wine cups at various dinners.

Although he didn't drink much, Lu Feng drank all the grain wine fired by his grandfather in the countryside with pure grains, which was mellow and soft, much better than all kinds of alcohol advertised outside.

But a sip of wine in this bamboo tube makes Lu Feng have a completely different feeling, fragrant and mellow, and it has a faint fruity aroma than Lu Feng's home-brewed grain wine!

"Squeak?"

Could this be the legendary [Monkey Wine]?

[Monkey Wine], the legend is that the wild monkeys in the mountains collect fruits and store them in the tree holes, thinking that they are used for winter, but in the end they are not eaten and gradually fermented, and become wine, although it is not voluntary, but it is always made by wild monkeys, so it is called [Monkey Wine].

"Squeak!"

It's delicious!

For the sake of this good wine, this rat will not only forgive you, but also share the food with you!

"Zizizi~"

After another sip, Lu Feng plugged the stopper of the bamboo tube, and then jumped on the stove. Most of the water in the pot has been burned away, and the chopped chestnuts and peanuts have absorbed the essence of the soup, and there is a meaty aroma in the sweet aroma.

Wrapping his front paws with leaves, Lu Feng divided the yellow stewed rat meat in the pot into two parts, and then cut two wooden skewers with dead branches and inserted them on the rat meat respectively, and then pushed one of them in front of [Black Moon].

"Squeak!"

Look at this rat, look carefully!

After the lessons learned a few times before, [Black Moon] now no longer starts to start the food made by Lu Feng on its own, but will wait for Lu Feng to make a demonstration of eating, and then learn to eat like Lu Feng.

And Lu Feng didn't want [Black Moon] to get hurt, so before eating, he would scream to attract the attention of [Black Moon] and let [Black Moon] learn his own movements.

"Squeak~"

Wine and meat, what a beautiful day!

The yellow braised rat meat is tender and palatable, the chestnut peanuts are soft and glutinous and sweet, and the monkey wine is sweet and soft.

Under the sun's light, Lu Feng squatted next to the stainless steel bowl, took a sip of monkey wine, took a sip of yellow stewed rat meat, and ate warmly.

However, because of the packaging and deliciousness of the monkey wine, Lu Feng also decided to pay attention to the monkeys secretly.

The old knife marks on the bamboo tube obviously can't be done by the monkeys, and then think of the kendo that [Bai Ri] knows, obviously behind the short-tailed monkeys, there is a hidden mysterious figure, it is possible that the short-tailed monkeys are raised by him, the most unfortunate, the short-tailed monkeys have also had contact with this mysterious figure for a long time.

"Squeak!"

Perhaps, it's time for the rats to follow the monkeys!

Pouring the last drop of monkey wine into his mouth, Lu Feng narrowed his eyes and gnawed off the last piece of yellow braised rat meat at the bottom of the pot.

…………

Cigarette butts flickered in the dark.

Shutting himself in the dark room, Takamori quietly inhaled the smoke into his lungs, allowing nicotine to penetrate his blood and linger his nerves.

This is a habit he has developed since joining the special forces, and only darkness can make him feel safe and feel at home.

Since the beginning of winter, after being busy for more than half a month, Gao Sen can finally take a good rest. The newborn spirit beasts in the entire Yuehua City were caught under the tracking of the Gao family's unique skills, and the remaining part also disappeared as if the world had disappeared and lost their traces.

However, Gao Sen knew that it was those families who were secretly doing it.

"What a swarm of pests!"

"It's modern now, and I'm still delusional about coming out to do wind and water!"

He took another sharp puff, causing the flame of the cigarette butt to flicker slightly, illuminating Gao Sen's hard and stone-hard face and the disdain at the corners of his mouth.

Although the new Chinese government is not very old, not even a fraction of the years experienced by some families, but as united, the Chinese government has covered the entire country under its own tentacles.

For example, in Yuehua City, how many moonflowers fell on the night of the beginning of winter, and where they fell, will basically be explored clearly.

And what Gao Sen has to do is to use the family heirloom skills to find the creatures that have absorbed these moonflowers after these moonflowers fall, and then capture them, and if they can't be captured, they will be killed directly.

"Knock knock!"

"Report to the chief, everything is ready, you can go!"

"Very good, I'll come out later!"

"Let's go in ten minutes!"

There was a report from his officers and soldiers outside the door, Gao Sen took off the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, threw it on the ground at will and stepped on it with his feet, and then opened the door and walked out.

"It's so hilarious!"

Squinting slightly, Takamori looked around.

The sun is shining, except for the house where Lu Feng is hung with the national emblem and called [Yuehua Fuming District Police Station], the shops and leisure and entertainment places on both sides of the street are full of balloons, ribbons and various decorations.

Although it is not a unique festival in China, since the policy has been opened up, many foreign festivals have also spread into China, becoming a good gimmick for business sales.

And November 24 is the [Thanksgiving Day] of the Bald Eagle Country.

"Boring festival!"

Lighting another cigarette for himself, Takamori got into the lead of a military truck, while the other two wheeled armoured vehicles followed closely behind to protect the military truck.

Looking back from the cab at will, the sight is a whole row of more than a dozen sealed metal boxes, these boxes are large and small, the small one is just a slap, and the large one is two meters square.

At the edges of these sealed metal boxes, you can see several tiny cavities, from which air flows from time to time, and even carries a depressing breath that turns around in the carriage.

"A total of twenty-six Yuehua fell in Yuehua City, and after removing the four in Beacon Mountain, there are still twenty-two left."

"There are only sixteen spirit beasts here, and there are six spirit beasts, which should have been captured by the family."

Reconfirming the number again in his mind and clarifying his destination, Gao Sen pulled the microphone in his ear and gave a command in a deep voice.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, the roar of the truck sounded under the control of the driver next to him, and then the truck slowly drove away from the police station, driving towards the outside of Yuehua City along the set target, while two wheeled armored vehicles followed closely behind, filled with heavily armed soldiers, who did not know the destination of the trip, and did not need to know.

And the one who knows the destination, Gao Sen is the only one in this team!