Chapter 70

Brush and brush... What's the sound? Turning around, I saw a giant bitdog scratching its ears.

When it came to its own side, it did not even notice! Caesar can't help but take a breath of cool air. Fortunately, it's a dog. If it's an enemy, he will be hurt now.

"Go, play." Caesar made a few pretentious beatings, just trying to get rid of the dog.

"Wuwuwuwu ~" the cracked bone raised his head and roared. Caesar's face changed. He was afraid that he was going to scare the snake. This damn dog! Only come another day!

At this time, Ye Hua came out of the bathroom with her hair wiped. The beauty in the bed was still waiting for Ye Hua. If she didn't hold her, she couldn't sleep.

"What about your dog? I haven't seen it for days. " Hearing the barking of the dog outside, Qingya asked curiously.

Yehua takes off his shoes and lies on the bed. Qingya leans to her side. Yehua naturally holds Qingya's fragrant shoulder. Everything is so smooth. Both seem to forget the previous agreement.

"There's someone out there." Ye Hua said faintly, turning off the light.

Green elegant white leaf Hua one eye, soft voice way: "what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Go to the street and buy a pancake fruit. It's near." Ye Hua said softly.

"Do you care about me?"

"I think more. I'm concerned about the children."

"Hum! I don't want to talk to you, I'm sleeping! "

Ye Hua chuckled and looked out of the window at the night sky, hoping that the broken bone would not be as naughty as before, and that the movement would not be too big.

Caesar is very famous in the world of killers. As long as he is focused on the target, he will not have to run. But today, he was given a bad plan by a dog, which is just out of style.

In the dark, Caesar jumped on the city's high-rise buildings. He had better go back to eat bags of instant noodles, wash them and go to sleep. Tomorrow, he will take a long view. It's really beautiful. If he's still a big girl with yellow flowers, it's a pity that he's pregnant with other people's children. Forget it. It's not like killing flowers with hot hands.

After seven or eight years of being a killer, I also realized a truth. As long as the clothes are good, the beauties have to help the wall.

"Wuwuwuwu ~"

Caesar was almost in his own foot. He saw the dog around the corner of the street again. God, how did he do it? He ran in front of himself!

And his eyes revealed a deep contempt, how can a dog have such an expression, and why does he despise himself!

No, why should I care about the idea of a dog? Maybe it's just like it. Alas, what happened tonight? I'm not in a good mood.

Turning into the alley, Caesar quickened his pace and turned around secretly. He saw a dog's head in the distance, as if peeping.

Caesar was shocked. Are dogs so spiritual now!

But it's a joke to be followed by a dog. Caesar snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared in the same place and disappeared.

On the contrary, he walked over slowly and sniffed the smell. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. Why did he smell it? Caesar sat on the park bench and looked around. After he was sure that no one was around, he took out a package of inferior cigarettes to light it. The light of the lighter was particularly strange in the dark park.

He took a hard breath. Caesar sighed. He was scared by a dog. It's a ghost.

"Zizi ~"

Caesar was stunned and looked back numbly, only to see the dog lifting its hind legs and peeing.

How can the dog catch up again! What exactly is it changed! Is it a monster! Even if the monster sees what he should run, he still pees in front of himself. Moreover, the smell of urine is too strong. Look at that tree. It's black.

Cleft bone shakes body, sighs deeply, forgets how to pee before... Er... It seems that you don't need to pee before, what do bone dragons do? Scatter marrow?

The cleft bone stopped ten meters away from Caesar, sat down, licked out his tongue, which made people feel very stupid and harmless.

Looking at the cracked bones, Caesar took a breath of relief and flicked the smoke away: "what are you doing with me?"

The cracked head is askew, full of dull and cute taste.

Caesar now seriously suspected that he had met three same dogs. As a large biter, he had a silly face. It seems that it was a hybrid breed. The other breed should be erha... Br >

"don't follow me anymore!" Caesar gave the last warning that he didn't mind being a dog butcher.

The split bone stopped Caesar's way, and his two front legs were holding the grass. It felt like there was treasure underground.

In fact, it's not. How do you want to fight like a dog? It seems that in addition to biting or biting, dogs on TV are biting. Should we copy Wei Chang's greedy monster? You can try it. Every time you look at Wei Chang, you have a good time.

"Dead dog! Don't blame me for killing you, stewing and eating dog meat! " Caesar said in a deep voice, and a dog pretended to be forced in front of him. He didn't want to live.Cleft bone is now thinking of respect, always want to stew themselves, unconsciously, cleft bone even grinned silly.

But when Caesar's appearance is so serious, he is laughing at his fool!

No one has ever dared to laugh at himself, let alone a dog. I'm going to eat dog meat today. Although I sweat when I eat dog meat in summer, I'll take a bath if it's too big!

Caesar drank in a low voice. There was no wind around his body. He put his right fist on his waist and suddenly blew it out!

All of a sudden, the leaves on the ground roll wildly, which is to stew dog meat? This is to make Rouge bun.

cracked what she nefled at the blow, and raised the front right claw and stretched out a small piece of her fingernail. Why is it a small piece? Because her own woman said that her fingernails were too sharp, and they held them to ~

. Then they should repair it. They knew that the split bones were very painful for women. They not only had nails newhalf, but also had nail polish, or red, Niang cannon,

.

"Bang!"

A wave of wind scattered around, the leaves rattled, some small trees were broken by the wave.

Caesar's eyes are heavy. How can he feel that his fist is holding a tiny thing? Looking up, why is the dog still in front of him? Shouldn't he be beaten up by himself!

No! Own fist!

slowly folded up his fists and looked at the dog's nails coated with red nail polish.

How could it be! The dog even used his fingernails to block his fist. Although he didn't give all his strength, he was not able to resist!

"Who sent you!"

"Wuwu ~"

Royal translator: "fool."

"There's something about you!"

"Wuwuwu ~"

Royal translator: "have you ever seen a talking dog, idiot?"