Three days later, Aibo is still preparing for a plan to poison his big sister and second brother.
She must do this, Aibo is going to protest to the big sister ‘you can’t eat so much energy alone! 'after.
The power of Ai Bo’s own body was not only taken away by the older sister, but the ‘food’ she left behind could not even feed Lieta.
Lieta really cherished these poisons too much. It took Aibo a long time to reluctantly get twenty from her hands.
She can guess that these poisons have other uses, but in the eyes of Aibo... these original spar are poisonous that can harm them.
But the measurement is not enough. The oldest elder sister has lived in this city for many years. The energy stored in her body is ten million times that of Aibo.
She needs a higher purity raw spar.
The long hair behind Ai Bo grabbed a wooden stick for the tentacles, and the two tentacles tried to break the stick, but failed.
She is so weak that she may not even win a human being, but in order to obtain the purer spar with higher purity, Aibo must go to the producer of this thing to talk.
The information that Aibo heard from Lietta was the place where the producer was at the sewing gang.
Therefore, despite being in such a weak state, Aibo disguised himself and changed to another appearance to the tavern operated by the sewing gang.
"What happened to the inspectors who came to visit our store again?"
Marceau first noticed Aibo, who was in the store, although she changed her appearance and looked like a lonely man.
The temperament between the inspector and the human being is fundamentally different, and he does not dare to come to the tavern for sewing.
"Do you know this?"
Aibo did not talk nonsense directly from the gray robes and took out a raw spar.
"It looks like a mud crocodile to sell things." Marceau looked at the original spar in Aibo's palm, and ruthlessly threw the pot to the body of the mud crocodile.
"I came to buy this stuff."
Ai Bo knew that the woman was lying in front of him, so she directly told Marceau about her own intentions.
The inspectors have already cleaned up the mud crocodile for seven or eighty-eight, because the mud crocodile is helping to sell these things.
Marceau obviously does not want the sewing gang to encounter the same group of lizards.
"You come to buy this?" The expression on Marceau's face changed, but she calmed down and took a cigarette in her hand and said, "The inspector is an adult. We really don't have this thing, if you want to drink..."
"Don't be stupid again!"
Aibo has no patience with human beings, especially for humans who are too shrewd or too stupid.
"Are you sure you want to buy it?"
Maso shook his cigarette **** with his fingertips. The sewing smuggling of the bully was not intervened by the inspectors. First, the organization of the inspectors was bought by Marceau, and the second was the existence of the orange cat.
The orange cat clearly told Marceau that if one or two inspectors, it can help to dispose of it.
If it is more powerful, there is no way.
Marco knows that the orange cat is not the patrol of human beings, but the ‘no-faced person’.
The faceless talent is the real ruler of the city. Marceau can't be sure if this is a faceless person, but she can feel the weakness of the other person's body.
"Let me talk to the producer of this thing." Aibo directly said a proposal to let Marceau kill.
Marceau frowned and thought for a long time, and in the next second she seemed to hear something, and the mouth spit out the thin smoke.
"Follow me." Maso said to the person in front of him.
Ai Bo stared at the man who turned and her heart was slightly relieved, followed by a shame and anger.
The shame is that she felt threatened when faced with a human being, and the anger was that she was in such awkward situation... it was her long sister and brother.
Aibo is too weak now, and she is so weak that she must be cautious in the face of a human being. It is already adventurous to come to the sewing gang in this state.
"When I see Gaffy, I am polite, and her character is not so good." Maso took Aibo into the depths of the sewing station.
Was the original producer's name Garfield?
Not very good personality...
Ai Bo has seen those ferocious humans in the desperate situation, but with the body of the class will eat.
But before the humans were so scared, they could not scare Marceau, because the Marceau at that time was too strong, and a physically strong human being was not as strong as a strobe.
But now it’s different...
Her current strength is so weak that even a wooden stick is constantly smashing.
Marceau walked to the door of the deepest room and stopped there to make a gesture of asking for Aibo.
"It's best to respect some, it doesn't like to be disturbed when you dine," Marceau said.
This kind of personality is quite like her **** sister, but the name Garfield sounds a little weird. Should it be a man?
In the mind of Ai Bo, there was a bald-headed man with a muscle explosion, and his mouth was biting a scene with flesh and blood.
The members of the sewing gang are basically such strong men.
Aibo did not fear that she pushed the door directly into the door. The light in the room was slightly dim. Aibo soon saw a pair of green pupils lit up in the dark.
"What do you find me for?"
A low voice rang in the room, Aibo instantly entered the state of battle, and the hair behind her turned into dozens of tentacles.
"Where is the speaker? Come out!"
Aibo’s eyes glanced through the room, but he did not find any human figures.
"I am here." But the voice still echoed in the room.
"Are you fooling me?"
Aibo does not like the feeling of being fooled by human beings, or even saying that he is extremely disgusted...
But suddenly there was an orange figure in her field of vision that kept jumping and trying to catch her attention.
"So I am right in front of you!"
Aibo saw the position of the figure, it was a four-legged creature with oranges. She remembered it correctly... Humans call this creature a cat.
The orange cat kept jumping on the table while setting his own forepaw, and finally Aibo's gaze finally gathered on it.
"You are the one of Garfield?" Aibo asked some unbelievable.
"Yes, I am the behind-the-scenes leader of the sewing gang. Joe... Forget it, you can call me Garfield." The orange cat picked up his front paws like a human.
"A cat in the district?"
Although Ai Bo said this on her mouth, she still stared at the orange cat, the pink meat ball and the soft belly...
"Do you look down on the cat?" The orange cat looked at Ebona's skeptical eyes.
The eyes of the orange cat are full of contempt and provocation. Aibo, who was already screaming at the fire, was still ignited at this moment.
When she reached out and tried to catch the orange cat, the orange cat jumped into the air and escaped Aibo’s hands. Then the orange cat came in a beautiful round in the air and extended her own. The hind paws, with a swinging kick, a paw squatted on Ai Bo's face.
The power of the orange cat was so great that it was beyond the expectations of the gray girl. Aibo lost her balance and fell to the ground. She rubbed her cheek with her hand and looked at the orange cat sitting on the table again. The expression seems to be full of doubts about the world.