type moon, but follower is tom

"I think you still need this even if you don't want to leave."

"Then... I'll be leaving first." After waving his hand, the red-haired kid disappeared in a hurry.

But before he left, he turned his head and glanced at Hong A again, thinking to himself, 'Strange, why does it feel like I've seen this person somewhere? '

"Well, it's an illusion."

Looking at the back of the red-haired child, Hong A frowned and said, "Who needs this, hmph."

After talking to herself like this, Hong A is ready to continue the long wait, waiting for her master Fujimaru Tachika to come back to find herself.

However, at this time.

Suddenly, an extremely strong pain came from behind him, and with just one blow, it directly penetrated to the position of his spirit base.

At the same time as the pain came, because of the strong force, Hong A's whole body directly moved forward and downward, and her face was perfectly printed on the plastic bag covering Xie Te.

Feeling the pain in her butt, Hong A's first reaction was not anger, but endless gratitude.

In case the brat didn't cover this with a plastic bag, well... he felt like he could really resign from the restraint overnight.

'Gah, I really need this plastic bag! '

After leaving this last thought, the red a turned into a dazzling blue spirit because of the shattering of the spirit nucleus.

In Chaldea, Da Vinci praised immediately after seeing the reminder that the servant's reaction disappeared, "The crusade was successful, well done, Tatsuka Fujimaru."

"Are you really... just defeated like this?"

Looking at the red a that completely disappeared on the wall, Fujimaru Tatsuka felt a little unreal.

If it were replaced by repairing other singularities in the past, it would not be such an easy task to defeat a follower, and often it would take a lot of effort to do so.

As a result, today, just as soon as he came to this singularity, he had already defeated a follower.

Well... It's probably inappropriate to use the word defeat at this time.

Perhaps using the term head-picking would better match the current situation.

Waving his lance, Astolfo reported to Fujimaru Lixianghui excitedly, "Wuhu, master, I got first blood!"

While talking, Astolfo waved his hand casually, causing the lance in her hand to turn into a golden spirit.

"Ah, well done, Astolfo."

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The perspective returns to the parking lot, a relatively remote location.

"Wuhu~!" A small but not small voice suddenly came from a battery car.

Upon hearing this voice, Bai Song, who was on guard, was overjoyed. This was exactly the signal he and Jerry had set.

This sound means that the battery disassembly is complete!

In this way, he can finally start to modify his battery car.

As long as he and Tom join forces, they will definitely be able to create the strongest chariot that can win tomorrow's game!

Chapter 198

Bai Song didn't even bother to doubt that he, Tom and Jerry would be able to build a powerful enough chariot by joining forces.

If you want to ask why, if you add Tom and Jerry, you are invincible in the world.

Here, after Jerry removed the battery of the battery car, he lifted it up with both hands, and then threw it down.

After free movement for a while, one of Nuoda's batteries fell perfectly into the pockets that were only the size of two Jerrys, without any sense of blockage, and fell directly into it!

Seeing the phenomenon of wearing a mold in front of him, Bai Song rubbed his eyes, just now he suspected that there was something wrong with the way he opened his eyes.

But no matter how much you blink, you can't change the fact that a super-large battery was easily thrown into a bag the size of two Jerrys. This scene is really magical.

Even though Bai Song has seen it many times, he still feels surprised every time.

After throwing the battery down, Jerry took a deep breath, jumped up himself, and jumped onto the bag, trying to use the bag as a cushion.

However, the moment Jerry jumped down, Tom, who was pretending to be doing nothing, smiled crookedly, and immediately started thinking crookedly.

With a light kick of the foot, the bag was moved to a different position.

And Jerry was still crossing his legs when he fell with his back to the ground, with his hands resting on the back of his head, as if he was lying in the air.

Just when it thought it was going to land on the bag, it finally reached the ground.

"Puff!" The moment Jerry landed on the ground, there was a sound like a silicone doll being thrown on the ground, and it turned into a mouse cake on the ground.

Yes, a perfect mouse cake.

Seeing Jerry become such a perfect mouse pie, Tom immediately started laughing. While laughing at Jerry, he also found time to point his right hand to where Jerry was.

"Ahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Boer~, Bobobo, Boer~" Jerry, who had turned into a mousecake, first recovered his head, then his body, hands, and legs.

After fully returning to normal, Jerry immediately got up and glared at Tom angrily.

However... Tom still didn't stop making fun of Jerry, it was still laughing wildly, "Ooohoo, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!!!"

"Enough!" Hearing Tom's increasingly rampant laughter, Bai Song's mouth twitched, and after walking to Tom's side, he raised his right hand, facing a lump of leather on top of Tom's head.

"Snapped!!!"

"Oh... oh!" Tom screamed because of the pain on the top of his head, but before screaming for a second, Tom suddenly remembered that Bai Song asked for silence before, so he decisively covered his mouth. shut his mouth.

Fortunately, just now Bai Song just lightly punched it on the head with his fist, so he couldn't help but scream.

But holding back, it still glared at Jerry, who was laughing.

As we all know, smiles don't disappear, they just transfer from one face to another, and now the smile on Tom's face is perfectly transferred to Jerry's face.

This wave, this wave, this wave is seamlessly connected.

"Don't fix all these things, hurry up and moisten them!"

Saying that, Bai Song conveniently stuffed Jerry into his pocket, and at the same time wrapped Tom around his neck, perfectly separating the two little guys who seemed to be getting angry in different places.

In this way, at least these two little guys should calm down... right?

Then Bai Song tied up the dark brown linen bag on the ground, which was only the size of a wallet, and then tried hard to pick it up.

As a result, due to excessive force, Bai Song almost sat down on the ground. Fortunately, he reacted in time and withdrew his strength.

Picking up the purse-sized pocket containing the battery, Bai Song looked a little unbelievable, "Why is it so light?"

Obviously it contained a battery that was bigger than his own head, but the weight was only about that of a Jerry.

Look at how soft the bag is. If Bai Song hadn't witnessed the battery being put into the bag just now, he might have wondered at this moment whether he didn't steal the battery, but picked up an empty bag.

It can only be said that this is the magical super power of Shushu.

Without thinking too much about it, no one who saw Bai Song would think that there was a bag of battery car batteries in it and run away.

He put Spike and his dog-drawn car with no battery not far away, in a dead-end alley, where there is no light and no one, it is an excellent hiding place, as long as it is not being followed, no one will go there.

Moreover, even if he was followed, Spike, who was left by him to guard the house, was not a vegetarian.

Presumably no matter who comes, Spike will give him a complete childhood.

While running, Bai Song turned his head back, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and his smile gradually became rampant.

Presumably even if there was surveillance, he would not be able to see that he stole the battery even if he was watching the surveillance to death. From the beginning to the end, he never touched the battery car, but just picked up a linen bag on the ground that he had just dropped.

And in terms of size, a normal person can know with their butt that this thing can't hold a battery.

Even if Conan is called here, he still can't solve the case, okay?

"I'm going, what just swished past?!" A man saw something flash in front of his eyes the moment he walked out of the restaurant after finishing his hairstyle.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind and dust brought by the running of the object directly turned the steak head he had just finished in the barber shop into a chicken coop.

Subconsciously, he took out his mirror, and prepared to use his hands to slightly plan the hairstyle he had just made.

However, at the moment when he looked in the mirror, he realized that the hairstyle he had just made was gone. With trembling hands, he almost dropped the mirror in his hand to the ground.

Looking back, he looked at the hair stylist who was also looking at this side at this time, and said, "...give me another trim?"

"Okay, but you've already left the store, so you have to pay again." As he spoke, the hair stylist pointed to the position of the man's feet, just one meter away from the store entrance.

"...fu beep beep beep ck!"

As the man walked towards the store, he was talking loudly, the hairstyle he just made was ruined directly, he was really screwed.

Don't let him know who did it, if you let him know, he won't be as good as him~.

Chapter 199 Bai Song Wants NTR Big Dog?!

"Wuhu!" While running wildly to leave the parking lot, Bai Song is so cool now!

For the first time, he experienced for the first time the sense of immorality brought about by the guilt of stealing the battery. This is simply 0.114514 times happier than showing off a whole can of Fat House Happy Water in one gulp!

At this time, Bai Song's speed is... I don't know how many miles, but the mood is definitely quite high.

However, due to the sense of immorality in his heart and an extremely inexplicable sense of pleasure, Bai Song did not turn his attention to his own speed.

Although in the eyes of passers-by, his speed almost reached 60 miles, but in his own eyes this is very normal.

At this time, his thinking activity has also doubled. If converted to his perspective, then his speed is just an ordinary 30 miles.

Relying on the advantage of speed, he didn't run for long.

Bai Song arrived at the entrance of the alley where he hid Spike and his battery car.

According to the route in his memory, Bai Song turned all the way in the small alley, and finally arrived at a dead end.

As soon as he entered it, the White House saw Spike lying on the ground, licking his wife, that is, the red spear, super happily.

Although his wife's red gun was borrowed by his master for a while, as long as it can be returned to his mouth, then Spike will be very happy, even if there is still a green mist on his head.

But what does that have to do with him being a happy dog?

"Click." Just as he was licking his red gun happily, a relatively loud footstep came, and Spike suddenly felt a thump in his heart, and an extremely ominous premonition completely enveloped it.

"Guwu~." Spike swallowed, looked up tremblingly, and happened to see Bai Song appearing at the entrance of the alley.

At this moment, Spike made a decisive move!

Throwing the red gun into the sky casually, Spike dug the ground with both hands, desperately digging a hole.

"Zizzz~~~~~~~!!!!!!!"

It can be heard that it was originally a "呲~呵~呲~" digging sound, but due to Spike's high-frequency digging speed, a series of sounds formed a super-high-frequency noise.

In just 0.1 second, Spike completed the excavation of a two-meter-long and 20-centimeter-wide tunnel.

It was also at the same time that the tunnel was dug, the red gun that was still flying upwards at the last moment stopped immediately and continued to rise as if it had been summoned by some ghost signal.

Then, he fell down without hesitation, and lay perfectly in the tunnel.

While the red gun was completely lying down, Spike looked back at the entrance of the same dead end to confirm that Bai Song hadn't taken the second step.

Then he turned back immediately and filled in the tunnel he just dug out.

Until now, a total of 0.3 seconds have passed!

Finally, Spike stood up again, stepped on the surface of the tunnel carefully, and re-tamped the tunnel that had just been refilled.

Looking at it now, it seems that nothing happened to this concrete floor, and there is not a single trace of damage on the ground. This level of recovery ability is equivalent to turning back time.

Bai Song rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had astigmatism.

It was obvious that Spike was lying on the ground licking something at the last glance, but the next moment he was in a trance, and he saw Spike standing where he was panting.

Is there something wrong with me, or is something wrong with Spike?

"...Spike, why are you standing there? What were you doing just now?"

"Deng Deng~." Hearing Bai Song's words, Spike shook his head hastily, and at the same time, a voice from nowhere matched his head shaking.

Bai Song narrowed his eyes, if there is no accident, then there must be an accident.

But at this juncture, Bai Song didn't care about so many things, he was about to start working on rebuilding his chariot right now, if there was anything Spike didn't want to let himself know, then let it go.

It's a big deal, just give it a few less bones in the future.