The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 591 We Are Formal Organizations (16)

Before leaving for the circus,
There is a sea of ​​people at the gate of the orphanage,

Being killed and beaten by Kuang Chitose,

Scared off a lot of people.

The rest are those who are said to want to seek refuge in the orphanage.

"I'm curious,
I'm really puzzled. "

Kuang Chitose was sitting on the roof of a modified pickup truck,

Arms on knees, chin resting on one hand,
Look at the circle of people below.

"you……

Why did you go to our orphanage?

And why do you think I will accept it? "

More than a dozen people chattered, each talking about his own thing.

At first glance, they are all poor people with miserable backgrounds, longing for warmth, and wanting a home.

"Then you should go to homeless shelters, or, city shelters."

What are you doing in her orphanage?
Experience Metamorphosis?
"Also, here we only accept mixed races."

"I'm a mixed race!"

"What? Are you a mixed race? Which one are you mixed with? A bunch of mutants?"

"You, you don't care which one I mix, anyway, I'm mixed!"

Kuang Chitose chuckled,
Raise your hand and sprinkle golden powder.

The powder drifts with the wind,

In the blink of an eye, like a pile of snow, the person who spoke was drowned.

boom.

Pale gold snowmen burst open,

Bloom like fireworks.

I don't know whether the picture is too beautiful or too frightening.
All the cheering speeches came to an abrupt end,

Everyone subconsciously retreated half a meter away.

such a reaction,
Kuang Chitose was very satisfied,
Then add more information,

"Since you have such earnest wishes,

Then I will fulfill you and help you die as soon as possible,
If you die, you will be the ghost of my Huoluoyuan. "

Before the words fell to the ground, everyone turned around and sprinted for a hundred meters, rolling as far as they could.

Witnessing the terrifying Miao Minglou at close range once again,
Now hands are soft and feet are soft,

Feel every pore of your body screaming.

"that……"

A voice, weakly asking questions,

"I'm not a mixed race...

Really... can't take it in...

We can help you, look after the nursing home. "

Kuang Chitose turned his head in surprise,
In the blind spot of the rear of the car,
A young man with a woven straw hat slowly poked his head.

"you?"

Kuang Chisui raised his eyebrows,
Not a single figure was seen beside him.

The young man took off his hat and nodded politely to Kuang Chitose.

Thin cheeks, sallow and thin,
Taking a peek at Miao Minglou, he changed his mind and said,

"It's not...me, just me."

Kuang Chitose suddenly found it interesting,
Let No. [-] and Shuoyue send a message to Miao Minglou,
leave first.

Over there Miao Minglou just left with a dark face,
Here Kuang Chitose turns on the flickering mode in seconds,

"You can not.

We are an orphanage, not a refugee home. "

When the young man saw Miao Minglou leaving,

The look is unconsciously relaxed,

He anxiously asked Kuang Chitose,
"I, we are orphans,

You are an orphanage here,
Although he is not a mixed race, but the head office of orphans! "

The corner of Kuang Chisui's mouth raised a hint of calculation,
Re-emphasizing the words of the youth,
"us?"

"Yes, we, we."

no one else,

Youth no longer worries,

Hastily pulled out a string of seven or eight children holding hands from the blind spot that they drilled out just now.

Kuang Chitose:?

System No. [-]: "Wow, hell! What's going on with these kids, even if they're super miniature dwarves, why are their faces still the same?!"

Kuang Chitose: ...

"Number Seven, you reminded me."

System No. [-] was stunned,

"what?
Can the host speak human language?
Mandarin is better. "

Kuang Qiantui didn't have time to pay attention to it at all.

Curve the thumb, tap the ring finger and the little finger, join the sword finger in the food,
Mouth fast, murmur words,

Gently wiped the sword finger on the eyelids,

open again

Everything has changed before my eyes...

(End of this chapter)