"Sister Zhenzhen~"

Guo Fusheng opened his arms and was about to pounce on Wang Zhenzhen, but the man behind him acted quickly and grabbed Guo Fusheng first.

"Hey!"

Boom!

The man was dragged by the resurrection of the situation, and ran forward more than two meters away, "Stinky boy!" Feed! ”

The voice behind him called the situation back to his senses, and he controlled himself.

The secret road in my heart is so hanging.

"Stinky boy has so much strength!" The man complained jokingly.

But Guo Fusheng knew that he was not joking, just now he didn't notice that Guo Tianyou was holding him, like a straw tied to his leg, he couldn't notice it.

After that day, my strength suddenly increased.

After thinking about it, he could only blame the reason for the rice at a stranger's house that day, but now as long as he thinks of that bowl of soup, he has no interest in blood.

"Dad, you're old!" The resurrection pouted.

"Resurrection, listen to your father's words" Wang Zhenzhen walked over and stretched out her hand to help the man stand up, "Mr. Guo, you have something to do with our house?" ”

Mr. Guo nodded: "Oh, this, I felt embarrassed to go to Mr. He's house for dinner, but the family has not been able to contact and is often not at home, so I want to find the landlady to ask for the contact information of their home, and then visit in person." ”

"You're talking about Mr. He, I saw him go home just now, you can go directly to his house to find him."

"Really? Thanks, resurrection, let's hurry over! ”

"Oh, got it......," said Reluctantly.

"Thank you, Zhenzhen"

"It's okay, you can come and play when you have time."

Seeing the two leave, Wang Zhenzhen leaned over and sat on the sofa.

"Mr. Kuang, can you have some tea......? Zhenzhen, what about Mr. Kuang and resurrection? Ouyang Jiajia walked out of the kitchen with a tea tray.

"They're gone"

"Gone, why do you look so strange?"

"No, I just met Mr. He in the elevator."

"That'...... Did you ask him, the woman who looks so much like you? It can't be that I gave birth to twins in the first place, right? Ouyang Jiajia hooked his little thumb behind his ear and frowned in thought.

"No, I saw it with my own eyes at the time, and I only gave birth to one."

"The world looks alike, and it doesn't have to be twins" Wang Zhenzhen didn't care: "Mom, I've already looked for Brother Ping, and I'll measure the size and make clothes tomorrow." ”

……

Ding dong~

The two of them came to the door of He Cheng's house and rang the doorbell.

Click, the door opens.

"Sister Zhenzhen, why are you so fast?" Guo Fusheng was surprised.

"Resurrection, you recognized the wrong person, she is not Zhenzhen"

The man took a step forward, nodded at the woman and said, "Hello, I'm Guo Tianyou, this is my son Guo Fusheng, this stinky boy was greedy before, and he came here to trouble you, and I came here to visit today." ”

"Please come in ......"

The woman, who looked exactly like Zhenzhen, nodded, opened the door completely, and invited the two of them to enter.

"It smells so good!" I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You're late, you're done eating"

On the sofa, He Cheng put down the newspaper.

Guo Tianyou took Guo Fusheng into the room, and also smelled the indescribable fragrance.

But after all, he was more mature than the situation, he knew how to hide himself, glanced at the figure of the woman washing the dishes in the kitchen, and finally stopped his gaze on the young man on the sofa.

is handsome and handsome, but he has a strong sense of oppression on his body, and it seems that as long as the other party stares, he will die.

"Hello Mr. He, I am Guo Tianyou, this is my son's resurrection."

"Hello"

Level 45 (Level 83) - God bless

He Cheng glanced at it lightly and saw through the situation of this "male protagonist".

He doesn't suck blood all year round, his strength is poor, and he has been nourished by dragon qi after eating dragon meat on He Cheng's table, and his strength has recovered to level 63, and he has changed from a drag oil bottle to the strongest strength.

On the contrary, it is the backbone of the situation, who insists on not sucking human blood, and his strength is greatly reduced.

Zombies don't suck blood, and the severity is far greater than people not eating.

People will die if they don't eat, zombies will not die or die, and if they don't suck blood, they will be weak like a meat worm, neither alive nor dead.

"We came all the way to thank you, and we bothered you rashly before Fusheng" Guo Tianyou determined who was the owner of this house.

"No, it won't."

He Cheng stood up, walked to the tea table, and said, "Coincidentally, sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

"We just moved in for a short time, so we can just talk," Guo Tianyou nodded.

Besides, Tianyou has a clear goal for coming today, he just wants to know what the three of them are from, and why each of them feels like a beast in the wilderness.

A strong threat of death hovered over his head.

It's a feeling he'd felt decades ago on the monster that had bitten him, and nothing else.

The demon who looked exactly like Wang Zhenzhen walked over with a tea tray and poured tea.

"Thank you!"

Guo Tianyou pretended not to care, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea and asked:

"I work in the police station, where does Mr. He work?"

"I just arrived in Hong Kong and haven't looked for a job yet."

"Brother, the dragon broth you made is so delicious, why don't you open a restaurant, I must visit it every day!" Guo Fusheng said with his head tilted.

"People are small and big!"

Guo Tianyou smiled and raised his hand, pressing it on Guo Fusheng's head, in fact, Guo Fusheng spoke, which happened to help him lead the topic to this aspect.

That kind of soup can make zombies linger, and their strength has "greatly increased", although Tianyou doesn't care about the strength of the strength, he is afraid that these three people already know their identities.

Whether the other party is a cultivator or an evil demon head, no matter which one makes Guo Tianyou feel a headache.

"That soup is not easy to eat, the raw material is dragon meat"

"You're lying to the kid again! How can there be dragons in the world! Guo Fusheng grimaced.

"Haha, huh?"

He Cheng took a sip of tea from his cup and did not continue.

Although dragon meat is allowed to be harvested by him, it is similar to raising pigs, but how can people who are not relatives have the opportunity to eat it every day.

Seeing that the field was a little cold, Tianyou looked at the demon Yingying who was cleaning quietly, and asked, "Mr. He, I think this young lady seems to look very similar to our landlord's daughter Wang Zhenzhen." ”

"Looks like me?" The demon was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to bow his head and sweep the floor.

"It's very similar" He Cheng nodded, but just didn't answer.

After chatting for a while, Guo Tianyou left with Guo Fusheng and said goodbye.

In the elevator,

"Is there something wrong with them?" He asked.

Guo Tianyou frowned, his expression solemn: "There is a big problem!" You've only eaten a bowl of soup at their house, and you're so strong that I can't beat it, maybe he's right, and the soup you're drinking is really made of dragon meat. ”

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