Chapter 69

Another boring day, Ling Ping An sat in the counter and looked at the computer screen.

He felt that life seemed to have lost its meaning.

Because the number of words displayed on the computer screen is zero.

The code time is 6 hours and 42 minutes.

The input speed is 3260 words per hour.

But there was not a word in the document.

Because he deleted them.

A total of four different beginnings have been tried.

His son-in-law, the king of war, abandoned Shao and junchai.

Are now the most popular subject matter!

But unfortunately, every beginning can only be the beginning.

And then he deleted it.

The reason is

"This damned rational party addiction!" He sighed.

To the net writer, reasonable hobby is really the enemy of life! Is the biggest obstacle to the promotion and rise of every author!

Obviously, he can't break it.

Write a son-in-law want to verify the price

Don't you make trouble for yourself?

Meow!

Best cat, jump on him, affectionately with the small head, rub his chest.

It seems to be comforting him.

"How lovely Ling Ping'an touches the cat's soft hair and feels some warmth.

He stood up and looked out the door.

It's evening.

He looked at the lunch box.

There was also a lot of sushi and a bowl of eel rice.

He thought about it for a while and gave up the urge to take out.

When he went to school, he already knew the importance of environmental protection.

For the forests and wetlands of the federal Empire, as well as the protected animals and plants that inhabit the protected areas.

Lingping'an has always been economical.

So he picked up the lunch leftovers and went upstairs. When it was hot, he slipped down and sat at the counter to eat.

Leftovers, leftovers, they don't taste so good.

But the spirit peace is slow, also ate half full.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, he looked at his kitten eagerly.

"You want tea again?" He saw at a glance that the little guy was greedy for his "tea".

Meow.

The cat called spiritually.

"All right." Ling Ping An stood up, picked up the tea cup, poured a little leaves from the drawer, and then went to the water dispenser to soak up a cup of fragrant tea.

One person and one cat shared the delicious tea.

"Comfortable!" After drinking his share, Ling Ping'an and comfortably collapsed on the chair.

The rest of the corner of the eye, but caught a glimpse of a drunk figure, staggering in front of their own shop.

PATA!

He fell to the ground.

Ling Ping An quickly stood up, he opened the door, and saw the guy in his own door.

A foreign man who seems to be in his thirties.

Ling Ping'an scratched his head.

As a law-abiding and high-quality citizen of the federal Empire, Lingping is very friendly to these foreign friends.

After all, those who can come to the federal empire are either tourists or businessmen.

"Your honor..." He squatted down and patted the drunk on the shoulder: "how are you doing?"

He was not afraid that the drunkard did not know the language of the federal empire.

Because the official language of the federal empire is universal.

After all, almost everyone wants the federal Empire, and the federal Empire, in fact, can live well without the world.

That's why Republicans advocate glorious isolation.

It's none of our business to kill and kill foreigners!

Close the door, hide into a small building into a unified, is not a happy?

Hearing his words, the drunk seemed to open his eyes soberly.

Then he moved his lips.

Ling Ping'an quickly bowed his head again.

As a result, he saw a dagger against his neck.

"Boy!" The foreign drunkard suddenly changed from drunk to ferocious. He grabbed Lingping's collar and pressed the dagger tightly against his neck: "take me in quickly, or don't blame my knife for not being affectionate."

Ling Ping'an is scared to urinate.

It's the first time I've encountered such a dangerous thing.

However, he was not flustered.

After thinking about it carefully, he decided to hold the Gentile off first.

So he said, "calm down! Calm down, sir

"Everything is easy to discuss..." He looked at the dagger on his neck. He didn't know why. Lingping was still excited.

It seemed that what was on his neck was just a toy knife."Do you want money, or do you want it?" He asked.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Foreign hands began to force: "first pretend to help me to your shop!"

"All right." Ling Ping An nodded: "since you like..."

Therefore, he stretched out his hand and cooperated with the actions of the Gentiles, pulled him up, and then walked into the shop under his coercion.

Meow!

There was a cat call, and it was sharp.

Ling Ping'an's eyes saw the kitten best jump up from the corner of the counter.

Kitten vigorous posture, incomparably elegant.

It fell on the head of the Gentile with great speed.

Then, he stretched out his claw and suddenly scratched his scalp.

Ah!

The Gentiles made a sad cry.

It looks like the cat scratched him very much.

Ling Ping an immediately took the opportunity to break free of his coercion.

Then a brisk walk, from the counter to copy a corner of the counter, intended to send to my aunt that bronze Taotie crafts.

Just look back.

Bang!

Bronze handicraft, hitting the skull of the opponent.

It's going to make him bleed.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

Ling Ping'an stepped forward cautiously and didn't respond.

"Scared to death He let out a long breath.

Then he picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Goblin?"

"I have robbers with knives here..."

"Well, you may not believe it. The gangster was subdued by me and my cat..."

"What a thrill

"Come on, you guys!"

Hang up the phone, Ling Ping'an comes forward and hugs the cat best, who is still lying beside the outlaw, growling low and waving his teeth and claws.

And then I gave it a mouth to mouth kiss.

"How brave you are, little boy!" Ling Ping An said, "after that, I'll buy you whatever you want to eat."

If there was no kitten, Ling Ping An doubted that he would be here today.

What a thrill!

But

How exciting!

I don't know why

There is a kind of expectation in the peace of mind.

I'm looking forward to it every day.

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!" He continued to spit: "bad is not good, good is not good!"

The police in the federal Empire were very efficient.

A few minutes later, a police car whistling its siren arrived at the door of Lingping's shop.

A burly police officer, with a few police officers out of the car.

"Where are the gangsters?" Asked the officer.

Ling Ping An points to his counter.

"Officer, where is it?" He said.

In his eyes, his counter is a typical foreigner.

He had blonde hair, a slight baldness, and a pockmarked face.

But in the eyes of police officers.

Who's there on the ground?

Clearly, it was a smashed and smashed head, and the whole body was almost completely broken, but the body could be vaguely identified as a Garou.

The officer swallowed hard.

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