After being asked four times in a row, the fat man's heart was a little depressed, and he said to himself, can't you ask something else? Could it be that you really want to put a dress on me for my sake? But you're not fucking clothed, are you?

"Rub, I'm cold, what's the matter, are you fucking willing to take off your rat skin and give me autumn pants?"

The word rat skin is obviously only found in mice, squirrels, or other animals with the word rat in their names, which means that the fat man's words already indicate that half of the face is an animal with the word rat in its name.

"Do you want my skin?"

After the other party heard the fat man's words, a smile appeared on the only half of the face behind the sleeping bag, and then the fat man found that the protruding nose of this half of the face seemed to have a grinning corner of his mouth with a weird smile.

And in the corners of this mouth, there seem to be a few black fangs that can't be seen very clearly, but there is one thing that the fat man can see clearly, that is, the smile on this strange face is actually a weird sneer

As soon as he saw the sinister smile on the strange face, the fat man's heart chuckled for no reason, and then the half of his face poked out completely from behind the moon-white sleeping bag.

The fat man with the strange face that had just revealed his full appearance was all too familiar, and it was actually nothing else, just a bamboo rat face the size of a small basin.

At this time, on the big face of this bamboo rat, there is also a grim smile that anyone will feel cold on the back of their necks when they see it, the front end of the grinning rat's mouth, and two front teeth that can be used as mahjong whiteboards.

However, except for the two front teeth in its mouth, which were normal, the rest of the rat teeth were all black fangs, which seemed to be sharper than the dagger tips commonly used by fat people.

The fat man had actually thought of what this thing was, but what he didn't expect was that this bamboo rat would be so big.

I saw that with the appearance of this bamboo rat's big face, it was a neck with a head and a 'huge' body of one meter and a half!

Of course, the height of 1.5 meters is actually the same thing among human beings, and the average junior high school student who is 16 or 7 years old is almost 1.67 meters.

However, now the height of this meter and a half is talking about bamboo rats, and the fat man estimates that no one in this world has ever seen a bamboo rat with a height of one meter and a half.

"Do you want my skin?"

The huge bamboo rat stood beside Yuebai, who was sleeping in a daze, and the two big white eyes were about to stare at the fat man.

"I want your uncle!"

The fat man's little heart was beating so fast that he was shocked to the extreme, and he couldn't hold back the urge of blood anymore, so he pulled the trigger.

A series of gunshots resounded through the bamboo forest and shot straight into the sky, and the red-hot bullets were aimed at the bamboo rat's head as if they didn't want money.

The fat man's heart said that you are great when you are big, no matter how big you are, can you be bigger than Lao Tzu's figure?

In the fat man's imagination, even if this bamboo rat spirit grows to two meters, I am afraid that it will have to be beaten into a sieve after his own shuttle bullet passes, but what he didn't expect again was that the gunshot had just sounded, and the big bamboo rat in front of him was gone.

"You have a bad temper!"

Suddenly, such a voice sounded behind the fat man's body, and then a cold wind came straight to his neck.

"Damn, when are you going to run behind me!"

When the fat man realized the danger, he dodged and jumped to the other side of the campfire, as if in the moment he dodged, a gray shadow swept straight past the place where he had just stood.

"So fast!"

The fat man turned off the safety of the submachine gun and threw it on the ground, knowing very well that the current gun could not hit a big bamboo rat faster than a bullet.

"Your stuff is gone!"

The gray shadow suddenly flew into the air and stopped directly opposite the fat man, only to see the bamboo rat with a human body pointed at the submachine gun on the ground with a fluffy and black pointed claw.

"This can't kill you, now, Lao Tzu has decided to use this!"

The fat man didn't seem to be afraid of the strange bamboo rat at all, but he was a little excited and took out a crimson dagger and held it tightly in his right hand.

"Do you still want my skin?"

The big bamboo rat still had a cruel smile on his face, and a provocative word sounded from the bloody mouth.

"I don't want your skin, what am I doing with a knife!"

The fat man also looked at the other party defiantly and laughed: "See, this dagger is soaked in chili oil, such an attractive color, even if you cut your little brother, it will be an honor." ”

"You can't beat me!"

The big bamboo rat that glanced at the dagger only said this lightly, and then when it finished speaking, the huge bamboo rat's body disappeared in place.

"No, it won't! You teleport too? ”

The fat man stared at the empty campfire in amazement, and he thought to himself that if this bamboo rat was like the monster in the museum, he would not be able to defeat the other party even if he was exhausted.

However, just as the fat man who was a little distracted was about to leave the place and look behind him, he felt his two ankles tighten, as if something was grasping at his foot and neck.

"Your mother, I forgot that you were born to burrow into the ground!"

The fat man subconsciously twisted his waist and turned in a circle, and when he easily broke free of those two claws, the fat man jumped away in the air!

However, the fat man's feet had just landed there, and beside his heels, two more gray-haired claws stretched out, ready to grab his ankles a second time.

"Coming back?"

The fat man shouted and then lifted one foot, and with his solid weight, he almost used all his strength to aim at one of the bamboo rats' paws and stomped it down fiercely.

"Bang~!"

The fat man's feet hit the ground, and a tingling sensation spread from the soles of his feet to the base of his thighs, and the claws that the fat man saw as targets retracted into the ground before his big feet could touch the rat's hair.

"Damn!"

The fat man screamed, and then limped around the fire and began to circle around, for fear that if he stopped, he would be caught by the bamboo rats underground.

At the same time, the fat man's mind was still thinking about how to fight the enemy, and he was now thinking about how to force the bamboo rat out of the ground and confront him head-on on the ground!

It's a pity that the fat man is not Xu Li, and he doesn't have the latter's full experience.

Moreover, the fat man is not Yuebai, and he also does not have the talent and methods of the other party in the face of various demons.

A fat man is a fat man, he is just a son of an ordinary wealthy family with a very simple brain and a desire to protect Yuebai.

If he asks the fat man to deal with some zombies, or uses some magic talismans to deal with ghosts and the like, he can barely deal with it, even if he is allowed to fight monsters and other things head-on, then the fat man will definitely not frown a little.

(To be continued.) ）