Panda goes down the mountain

Chapter 57 Casting a Net

It's time for revenge!

In the small cafeteria of the police station, bursts of aroma have been wafting from just now.

People passing by couldn't help sniffling, and then asked, "Have we got a new chef?"

No wonder they ask this way. As we all know, canteen cuisine, the ninth largest cuisine in Jiangguo, generally refers to the canteens of universities, units, and government agencies. It is characterized by rough materials, bold ideas, and unique flavors. The head chef of the sub-bureau used to work in Qiongzhou University. His old man perfectly inherited the characteristics of the cafeteria dishes and carried them forward. The representative dishes include - dark old godmother stewed grapes, bloody watermelon roast meat, death pickled pepper mango, and despair Stir-fried mooncakes with green peppers.

But the scent coming out today is not any of the above, and it can even be said that it is not the chef's old man's style.

how to say?That fragrance is like a small hook, wandering around you silently, and then wrapping around your body, drilling into your heart from every pore, making a seductive voice while drilling: "Master, come on—"

"Cough," Xiao Yang, a policeman who just came back from the anti-vice campaign in the jurisdiction, adjusted the big cap on his head, put down the mobile phone that was about to order takeaway, walked into the cafeteria and asked, "Master, what's for today?"

On weekdays, the empty small cafeteria is full of people, one of the tables is from their security department, and the other is from the anti-drug brigade. What's the big deal?

Xiao Yang complied with the confidentiality regulations and didn't ask any questions he shouldn't. He looked at the strangers sitting between the two tables a few more times, and remembered their looks according to his professional habits.

But it’s okay even if you don’t remember it—these two people are really good looking.

At this moment, the back kitchen brought a large pot of fish soup: "Braised minnows, be careful not to burn it."

The fish soup implements the principle of "diligence (have) frugality (what) frugal (regardless) (what)" in the cafeteria. There are two green onions floating, a dozen pieces of white tender tofu, a stack of cabbage leaves, a handful of vermicelli, and There are many laver.

"Come, eat while it's hot!" The chef put down the soup cup.

Xiao Yang sniffed it - that's the scent!

He immediately said: "Master, give me a portion of this fish soup as well."

"Gone."

"Ah?" Xiao Yang maintained the posture of handing out the meal card.

"How much soup can be stewed with just one fish tail?" the master said calmly.

But after all, he still loves the grassroots police, so he asked with a good attitude: "There is also stewed chicken with pineapple and durian in the kitchen, do you want to eat it?"

Xiao Yang: "No, no, no."

He'd better go back and order takeaway.

Just as Xiao Yang and the master nodded and walked towards the outside of the cafeteria, he suddenly stopped and let out a "huh".

"What?" The master was puzzled.

Xiao Yang: "Just now, it seemed... maybe I was wrong."

He reached out and waved his hand on the master's shoulder, and touched the air.But when he turned around just now, a flash of lightning happened to pass by outside the window, and he clearly saw a blue-covered baby riding on the master's shoulders in the reflection of the window.

"I must have read it wrong." Xiao Yang rubbed his eyes, maybe the master thought he had mental problems, he smiled apologetically, "Maybe it's because I have worked too much overtime recently, alas, my eyes are blurred."

The master has a good temper, and he enthusiastically said to him: "Do you really want a chicken stew with pineapple and durian? It's a great remedy for overtime work!"

Xiao Yang: "..."

"Hee hee." The baby's laughter rang in his ears.

Xiao Yang shook his head suspiciously: "Could it be that I'm not only dazzled, but also have tinnitus?"

The "hee hee" sounded again, this time closer to him.

Xiao Yang had already walked to the door of the cafeteria. He accidentally saw the reflection on the glass door, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand—the baby was indeed not on the neck of the master, it was riding on his neck !

Xiao Yang wanted to scream but couldn't, all the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

Pointing to his shoulder, he opened his mouth wide and said, "This, this, here..."

The baby stretched out his little green hand, and pinched Xiao Yang's Adam's apple with increasing strength, like cast iron. Xiao Yang raised his hand, but he couldn't catch the cold little hand.

Just when he was feeling desperate, he suddenly saw the two strangers sitting among the policemen walking towards him from the reflection of the glass door.

"Don't..." Don't come over.

With the last of his strength, Xiao Yang waved at the stranger.

With a chuckle, the young man who looked less than 20 years old picked up the baby by the back of the neck, like a stray cat.

"what is this?"

"Gumantong."

"Gumantong?" Yuanzhou shook the ghost baby's body, making a sound like a plastic bag.

The ghost named "Gumantong" suddenly stretched out its fangs and bit his hand hard, leaving two small red spots.

"Blood-sucking?" Yuanzhou carried Gumantong to the outside of the cafeteria, ready to give it a job offer regardless of the past: "Let's think about it, what kind of job is suitable for you... How about delivering a courier with Xiaogui 001?"

Who the hell is he? !

Xiao Yang looked at the other stranger in shock, and found that his gaze was always following the young man, as if he couldn't hold anything else in his eyes. Seeing the wound on the young man's hand bitten by Gumantong, he frowned and strode forward Walked over: "Don't get so close to it, it's unhygienic, let me get it for you."

While walking, the other party asked the passing police: "Where is the infirmary? Is there a rabies vaccine?"

Xiao Yang: "..."

He looked in the mirror, and there was a cyan palm print on his Adam's apple, the color was so dark that he might not be able to speak tomorrow without a good ice pack.

In contrast, the young man didn't even break his oily skin just now. If he didn't go to the infirmary quickly, the red spot on his hand might disappear.

"It's good to have a boyfriend." Xiao Yang, a senior single dog, slandered sourly, then turned around and wanted to ask the master for some ice cubes.

Recently, with the spread of the concept of spiritual recovery, even if the police have never encountered such a supernatural event, they have heard of it to some extent. The colleagues sitting at the dinner table were not overly surprised, but looked at the little girl with sympathetic eyes. Yang, express condolences.

If you really sympathize with me, why don't you treat me to a bite?Xiao Yang slandered again.

His stomach rumbled and he watched his colleagues stir the fish soup with long-handled spoons, and the aroma of the soup wafted out more intensely, wrapped in the strong aroma of green onions, the fragrance of tofu, and the fresh aroma of seaweed.

Xiao Yang's eyes flew towards the soup cup in disbelief, huh?He suddenly realized that there is too much seaweed in the soup?

The wound pinched by Gumantong on his neck was stinging, and the cold chill penetrated into his brain from his throat. Xiao Yang looked closely, but saw that it was not seaweed, but clusters of black hair.

These hairs fell from the chef's hat behind the master's ears, climbed along his shoulders and arms to the table, and then stretched out long fibrous roots like a bunch of parasitic plants, plunging themselves into the fish soup, Intertwined with nori.

Colleagues didn't realize it, smiled relaxedly, each made a small bowl of fish soup, and said to each other: "Not too many." "Remember to leave a bowl for the two leaders." "Well, it's delicious, I'll come first Take a bite."

Xiao Yangfei rushed forward, not even caring that the hat on his head was crooked.

His face was flushed, the veins around his temples were bulging, and he said loudly, "Don't drink!"

The soup cup was knocked to the ground, and the hair in it dried up like weeds instantly and lost its vitality.

However, it was too late.

The moment the hair in the bowl touched the lips, it quickly got into the bodies of the policemen and disappeared.

Regardless of the image, Xiao Yang opened the mouth of a colleague, and saw the black roots sinking into his throat and spreading continuously. He could fully imagine how they would take root and grow in the colleague's body like before.

Xiao Yang's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to support the corner of the table, almost falling to the ground.

"Pa-ta." Seeing his scene, an eye made of yin energy on the ceiling shattered silently. It turned into thick black water, dripped on the ground, and flowed into the gutter along the cracks in the tiles.

The Gumantong in Yuanzhou's hands also exploded into countless fragments with a "bang" at the same time, scattered and fled.

"Hee hee—" Laughter echoed in the night.

Amangu in the cell showed joy: "It's done!"

An excellent head-down master is able to perceive whether his head-down is successful or not. Amangu controls the hair-down to take root and grow in the human body, occupying their bodies.

Everything went smoothly as expected.

But maybe it's because he hasn't used it for a long time, or maybe it's because he didn't draw blood after sunset today, and his skills have regressed.

All in all, Amangu felt that it was a little difficult to spread this time. It didn't look like it was rooted in the flesh and blood, but it seemed to be growing in the cracks of the rock.

It took him half the night to make the head lowering work. It was already 3:[-] in the morning, and the sky was about to dawn. He felt his throat was dry and his internal organs had a strong burning sensation, almost driving him crazy.

"Blood...give me blood!" Amangu struggled crazily in the cell, hitting the wall and the ground continuously, until the wall and the ground were covered with bloodstains.

Such a big commotion finally attracted the policeman on duty. He knocked on the outermost railing of the cell, yawned and asked, "What's going on?"

Amangu raised his blood-red eyes, and he felt...

The policeman on duty inexplicably saw the prisoner in front of him showing a creepy smile from the window. He suddenly felt an itching in his body and made a "uh" sound in his throat.

Black strands of hair came out of his throat like live worms, but more of them burrowed down into his stomach, making the belly of the policeman on duty bulge.

Amangu looked at his belly that seemed to be pregnant for six months, and repeated: "Give me blood."

The policeman on duty fell to the ground in severe pain, and asked with a distorted expression, "What is this?"

The degree of belly distension is more frightening, and it rises and falls, as if something is rampant inside.

Amangu admired his achievements at close range, and the corners of his lips grinned even wider, making his smile extremely terrifying.

He stared at the policeman on duty and said, "Let me out."

Now even people who have no common knowledge of head-bending techniques know that the scene in front of them was caused by this Southeast Asian head-bending master.

The policeman on duty hesitated for a moment, and the pain in his abdomen was dozens of times stronger than before.

"Okay, okay...I'll let you out." He begged for mercy.

The key jingled, and the policeman on duty opened the door of the cell with trembling hands, looked down at his stomach with fearful eyes, and said again: "Please forgive me!"

As if he hadn't heard of it, Amangu roared like a beast, and threw himself at his neck, with two fangs protruding from his mouth.

"no!"

As soon as the voice fell, a cyan rune bounced from the neck of the policeman on duty, and the huge divine power spread outward. Amangu's head was photographed on the opposite wall like a ball, and the reinforced concrete wall of the police station was smashed Make a deep hole.

The severe pain brought back his sanity, and he looked vigilantly at the trembling policeman on duty, only to find that he was still in such a mess, sent to parasitize him.

Amangu finally let go of his vigilance, and asked in jerky Jiang Guo dialect: "What is this?"

"Ling, the amulet given by the leader."

"Is there anyone else in the police station?"

"He, they live with the leader... They all have amulets given by the leader." The words of the policeman on duty didn't match the words, but Amangu frowned deeply.

Leader... He thought of those two Jiang people during the day—he himself was no match for Master Zhu, but the mighty Master Zhu was taken back to the police station by those two.

Amangu barely regained consciousness from his bloodthirsty desire, and asked, "Where else is there blood?"

"Food, canteen," the policeman on duty said cautiously, "there is raw pork and chicken."

Chicken blood?Amangu felt deeply humiliated, but with his current situation, if he didn't ingest flesh and blood, he would soon turn into a puddle of blood.

He humiliated: "Lead the way."

Canteen back kitchen——

The policeman on duty said cautiously: "The chicken is gone, the pork is gone, and there is only stewed chicken with pineapple and durian—made by the chef, do you want it?"

Amangu would really die if he didn't suck the flesh and blood. He said in extreme humiliation: "Bring it!"

A pot of stewed chicken was placed in front of him. Due to his distrust of dark cooking, the chef's cooking tonight was almost untouched.

Amangu plunged into the basin, sucked by the whirlwind, and the meat, fruit, and unknown substances in the basin disappeared quickly.

"Ugh—" Amangu raised his head.

He swears that he has never eaten such an unpalatable thing in his life!It was so bad that he wanted to chop off the chef's hand!

However, at the next moment, a clear spiritual power suddenly rose from his stomach, nourishing his body and making him feel that he was fine again.

this chicken...

Amangu suddenly turned to the policeman on duty: "What kind of chicken is this?"

The policeman on duty was taken aback by his appearance, and replied: "Stewed chicken with pineapple and durian!"

Didn't I say it before?

He was afraid that foreigners in Oman would not be able to understand Jiang's dialect, so he repeated: "Pine, radish, durian, lotus, stew, chicken! Chicken with Pineapple and Durian."

"Uh..." Amangu saw that he couldn't say anything, so he simply didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, his surrender has been completed, and he will come back to loot the chicken farm of the police station in the worst case.

As for now...

A body with only a head and internal organs hanging from it flew out of the cafeteria and flew into the air, bathed in the moonlight.

He grinned grinningly in Siamese: "It's time for revenge!"

The black spell spread on Amangu's cheeks, and he urged the head drop technique with all his strength.

The policeman on duty's stomach heaved violently and was bumped up and down by the black hair. He knelt down on the ground, stretched out a hand in pain, and twitched, "No!"

Amangu didn't look back, and flew to the direction where the police station dormitory was just pointed out to him by the police on duty.

Tremble, Jiang people!

The policeman on duty twitched on the ground for a while, raised his head, saw that no one was paying attention to him, he sat up suddenly, supported his pregnant belly in June, and flexibly took out his mobile phone to make a call: "All departments pay attention, all departments pay attention, fly The first number one went to the second monitoring point, repeat, the first flying head went to the second monitoring point."

"receive."

Before the phone was hung up, the police on duty heard groans coming from the dormitory.

"oops!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Help! Baojuan! My stomach!"

The policeman on duty has a black line, can you call it more fake?How did each of them graduate from the criminal investigation class of the police academy?

Still my acting skills are good!

Forget it, he'd better call the two leaders—the entrapment plan arranged by the two leaders is very effective.

If this group of drug dealers lurking in Qiongzhou can be wiped out this time, they will make great contributions!

Thinking about it this way, the policeman on duty felt that his watermelon-like stomach was not so heavy and an eyesore.

It's just a little weird, like being pregnant, it's very inconvenient, I must treat my wife better in the future.

……

In the dormitory, Yuanzhou thanked the police on duty.He hung up the phone, and exchanged glances with Gu Qingqu: "The net has already been thrown out."

"Ah."

"So that's what the head drop technique is all about."

Yuanzhou was holding a whole chicken without feathers in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, white spiritual power penetrated the chicken like a silk thread, and he carried the chicken in mid-air and performed a tap dance.

"This is Fajiao, it's quite simple." He threw the chicken aside and asked, "How are you?"

"I?"

"Yes," Yuanzhou asked, "Is there any discomfort in transferring everyone's hair to yourself?"

Seeing the smile on the corner of Gu Qingqu's lips, Yuanzhou knew that he was thinking too much - Gu Qingqu's body was a hundred thousand mountains, countless mountains made of granite basalt limestone, not to mention that the hair of the police station landed on him , Even if Amangu is bald and all his hair is tied into Gu Qingqu's body, the harm caused may not be as great as the invasion of foreign weeds.

Yuanzhou turned his head in embarrassment, and heard Gu Qingqu's gentle voice: "Don't worry."

"Of course, I'm glad you can worry about me."

He couldn't help but look back, and saw Gu Qingqu's face bathed in the moonlight, his skin glowing, Amangu's attack did not cause any real harm to him.

However, branch-like black lines were left on the side of the face, which added a bit of enchantment to the already handsome cheeks.

good looking.

What is more touching than his appearance is that when he looked at Yuanzhou, the gleam in his eyes seemed to shatter a pool of spring water.

Yuanzhou was bewitched, he leaned forward, breathing heavily.

Just before the lips were about to meet, a human head appeared in the moon outside the window. Hearing the screams in the dormitory, Amangu laughed loudly: "Everyone listen!"

"If you don't want to die, call your leader out! I want to negotiate a condition with him."

"I'll count to ten, if I don't come out, you're all going to die—"

"one two Three--"

Their leader Wonju: "..."

He stared at the 800-watt water monster outside the window with murderous eyes-you are dead!

It should go back down the sewer!

……

Aman Guzhi was full of complacency. I don't know if it was the effect of the bowl of chicken soup. He felt that his condition was better than ever, and he could control everyone's head-down.

"The above is my request."

Yuanzhou slowly read out the three conditions of the head-down master: "Hand over Lao Zhu, who sells haha ​​fans, and let you go back. The police must not interfere with your actions in Jiangguo..."

Every time he read one, the expression on his face darkened.

"Yes." Amangu had more than a dozen hostages who were pregnant in June, and he was not afraid. He floated opposite Yuanzhou, and said to him face to face: "I am very unconvinced? But you can only promise me... I will blame you You underestimate the ability of our head-down masters too much."

Yuanzhou gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, and was forced to say under continuous screams: "The first and second conditions are fine, but the third one—"

"how?"

"You can't hurt people in Jiang Country, or even if you sacrifice the lives of all my colleagues, I will get rid of you!"

Amangu knows that the police in Jiang country are different from their country, and they always have some strange insistences, such as "serving the people" and "people's lives are more important than anything else". Yuanzhou's negotiation with him made him feel more credible.

"It's not impossible—" He deliberately hung Yuanzhou's appetite: "If you let me take a bite."

"I?"

"Yes," Aman said, "I like to suck the blood of beauties, because their pale faces and weak cries for help after losing blood are particularly touching. What's more, you are a practitioner of Jiangguo, and I heard that the blood of Jiangguo practitioners is very mellow ,difficult to forget."

Yuanzhou was not angry when he was so humiliated by him. Instead, Gu Qingqu gave Amangu a cold look from behind.

Molesting a panda?

--You are dead!

For some reason, Amangu felt a chill behind his back.

Seeing that the sun was about to rise, he stopped wasting time by teasing the enemy, and said calmly, "I can promise you not to suck human blood, but I have one condition."

"You said."

"I want all the chickens in your police station's chicken farm!"

The innocent chef who was woken up from the bed: "..." What?

He bought this chicken from the vegetable market early in the morning?Not even chicken!

Chef Yuanzhou winked at him, and the other party was worthy of working in the police station, so he immediately reported a website address.

"The original Gun Gun canteen! All our chickens are purchased from the original Gun Gun canteen! Or you can go to Daqingshan Industrial Park to wholesale! Report to our unit for a 9.9% discount!"

Amangu seemed to have heard the name somewhere, and he ordered a policeman to search for "Original Gungun Commissary" on his mobile phone.

"Uh..." After seeing the price of free-range chickens, Amangu deeply felt that drug trafficking was still necessary.

——Otherwise, I wouldn’t even be able to eat chicken.

……

Amanshan and Mr. Song arrived at the police station two hours ago. They parked their car outside a street and waited anxiously for the movement inside the police station.

Not long after, a black shadow flitted across the moon hanging above the police station, turning the silver moonlight into a blood-red color.

Amanshan looked relieved, showing joy: "Amangu succeeded!"

He told Gumantong on his shoulder, "Go! Help him."

About 10 minutes later, Gumantong came back with a broiler humming. Amanshan glared at it and asked, "Where are the ancients in Oman?"

Gumantong stretched out a small hand that was not as thick as a chicken's claw, and pointed behind him.

At the end of the street, I saw Aman Guzhi flying in front of him, followed by a gray-haired old man with a gloomy face in handcuffs.

According to legend, the big drug dealer Zhu Ye who has all the sources of haha ​​powder has a look of humiliation, holding his mobile phone and saying to the policeman on the other side: "Take care of my cat."

Heck, Ah Man Shan and Mr. Song curled their lips at the same time, feeling that the legendary big drug dealer was not worthy of the name, what time is it, still thinking about a cat?

What can it do?Can you help you escape?

The author says:

Zhu Yan: It can help you escape...the seal is lifted!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!