The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 537 The Lucky Fox Ancestor
"boom--"

Inside the abandoned house, a soft, fluffy thing kept leaping and bounding, bouncing from one wall to another. With each blink and jump, the black rabbit would have something more in its hand.

It could be a person, it could be old furniture, but whatever it is, is fine.

If it falls into the hands of Black Rabbit, it will only end up being thrown out of the house.

Even the headboard of the kang (a heated brick bed) was overturned.

Rows of bungalows were transformed into octagonal cages, where black rabbits violently grabbed their enemies and slammed them against hard objects.

"enough!"

"I surrender!"

Once again, the gray wolf beast warrior was grabbed by the arm by the black rabbit and slammed to the ground. Enraged, he stood up and bared his teeth at the black rabbit, hissing, "Stop right there!"

"Goo?"

Seeing the gray wolf's strange behavior, the black rabbit subconsciously stopped what it was doing and stared at him in a daze.

"Wang!"

Enraged, Barov responded with a series of angry barks when he saw the black rabbit make a "coo" sound.

"Goo?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Black Rabbit felt an itch on its scalp and for a moment didn't know if it was about to kill him or if he had won.

But Black Rabbit didn't hesitate for long. It stayed in the courtyard. Bashan Mosquito, who was carrying the wolf pack, heard the loud barking from inside the house and came in from outside.

Bashanwen glanced around the room, then very naturally picked up the concrete kang board from the ground and carried the dozens of kilograms of the object in one hand.

Amidst the confusion of the black rabbit and the bewildered look on Balov's face, the mosquito from Bashan grasped the corner of the kang board, raised it, and struck Balov directly on the top of his head.

"Snapped--"

The concrete kang slab shattered into pieces, and Barov was already half-dead and barely alive before he couldn't even utter a groan.

Bashan Mosquito remained calm, grabbing the gray wolf's rump with one hand and dragging the beast-like warrior outside.

"Goo-"

Black Rabbit looked on in amazement, as if he were paying homage to the Bashan mosquito, his eyes filled with admiration.

You are a four-legged beast.

"Lord Fuli, the king of the four-legged beasts, you are not allowed to interrupt him before he speaks." Bashan Mosquito, with its rich experience in managing its tribe, solemnly warned Balov as it tied him up.

The dignity of Lord Fuli cannot be offended.

Before the alpha wolf even began to howl, how could the cubs in the territory dare to challenge it before it did?
This is not allowed.

The warning about the Bashan mosquitoes was very strong, but Barov remained silent throughout, still grappling with the shadow of death.

"Really... I shouldn't have come. I shouldn't have been greedy for that $300,000. Even though there's no security agency watching here, there are drones!" — Barov, teetering on the brink of death, was filled with regret. He had thought it was a simple mission to plant C4, blow up the mining machinery, and then retreat, but he only discovered after crossing the border that drones had been following him the entire time.

[Wish fulfilled: Mom!]

A flash of golden light appeared, and Barov's wish appeared on Master Fuli's wish list.

Master Fuli, perched on the roof of the carriage, glanced at the unconscious Barov, his brow furrowing slightly. He silently muttered to himself:
"Barov"

"A common name for a Russian bear!"

Upon seeing a name containing the character for "husband," An Sheng immediately recognized the origin of the gray wolf in front of her.

The names of the Maoxiong tribe are very simple; males generally have the character "夫" (fu, meaning husband) in their names, while females have the character "娃" (wa, meaning child).

As for surnames, they are even more bizarre, with some names directly translating to "buttocks," "big basket," or "my buttocks are really big."

An Sheng doesn't understand the Russian language, but anyone working in the tea industry is familiar with Russia, as it is a major tea importer, importing 20 to 30 tons of tea every year.

In An Sheng's previous life, the Xia Kingdom exported tea to the Xiongnu, accounting for about 60% of its total imports.

An Sheng had some dealings with that place, but he had an extremely bad impression of it. They were poor, stingy, and barbaric. Even going to the bank to exchange currency could result in being robbed.

They didn't rob anyone else, they just robbed the people of Xia.

Because robbing one Xia citizen is roughly equivalent to robbing five or six European worms.

An Sheng's knowledge of firearms stemmed from his business trip abroad. Before the trip, the company had enrolled all employees in a crash course at a shooting range and also made arrangements with a local gang to recruit a team of "security guards." "Master Fuli, you have a call." Just as Master Fuli was pondering why a Russian mercenary legion had arrived in Xia Country, Lin Bingyun, sitting in the driver's seat, leaned out and handed him a phone from the Security Bureau.
"Miss Wang Qiqi said she has something to discuss with you."

"Wang Qiqi?"

An Sheng frowned slightly, took the phone Lin Bingyun handed him, and asked, "Hello? What's up?"

"Has Master Fuli arrived in Botou yet?" Wang Qiqi asked with a smile. "Nothing much, I just wanted to call and ask if it's time for your exercise."

Faced with Wang Qiqi's teasing, An Sheng rolled her eyes and retorted:
"What do you mean by 'refreshment time'? That's nonsense. I just don't usually carry my phone with me. Let's get down to business."

"Ok."

Wang Qiqi put away her joking tone and said, "We have formed a commando team to go deep into the border region to ensure that certain cooperation can proceed normally."

"Perfect timing, Master Fuli, you're also in Botou. I came over to ask if you have some time."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, make sure the Rakshasa Ghost doesn't try to monopolize everything, and proceed with the cooperation according to the original agreement," Wang Qiqi said.

An Sheng glanced at Barov, as if she understood something, and her lips twitched slightly:

"Are they... licking Europe's ass again?"

"It's famous as a roadside landmark." Wang Qiqi was slightly surprised by Master Fuli's historical knowledge, but then resumed her slightly teasing tone and began to complain about those old Russians.

An Sheng shook his head and said with a touch of emotion, "It really proves what the philosopher Hans said: the only thing people can learn from history is eating, drinking, having fun, and bragging."

"They didn't pay any attention to the hardships; their focus was entirely on the gossip of the court nobles."

“However, if I go there, what will I do with the spies and enemies who have infiltrated Botou City?” An Sheng asked Wang Qiqi.

Beast Warrior
It's not very interesting. They're stingy when it comes to getting gold coins. The only thing that's somewhat exciting is the [3-point Wish Power Beast Warrior] produced by the Longevity Club.

The beast-like warriors produced by other organizations usually only have 1 point of willpower, or they won't even drop a single hair.

But even a mosquito's leg is meat, and An Sheng also strongly disapproves of intrusion and harassment.

Why harm ordinary people when nations are locked in a power struggle?
What have we, ordinary folks, done to offend you?

It is because of these two factors that An Sheng is so concerned about eliminating spies and enemy agents in Botou City.

"what?"

Wang Qiqi was stunned upon hearing this, and seemed to understand what Master Fuli was doing.

She felt a pang of emotion, thinking how wonderful it would be if all the spirit beasts in the Xia Kingdom were like Master Fuli. Then, a touch of helplessness crept into her heart as she thought:

"Master Fuli"

"You are a national treasure-level spirit beast!"

"Although it shouldn't be said like this, given your current status and strength, why should you concern yourself with such trivial matters? Leave the matter of enemy agents to the local authorities! We have already withstood the initial attack and established a rear defense line."

Wang Qiqi spoke earnestly.

Although Master Fuli did not officially join the company, he possessed the ability to ward off evil spirits. Whenever he saw injustice, he would immediately take up his hammer and fight. When he got warm-hearted, he was even more of a lumberjack than a lumberjack himself.

Newly hired lumberjacks must salute Master Fuli and address him as "Senior Master Fuli" or use terms like "leader".

This is the status enjoyed by Master Fuli, and the treatment he receives from being supported by the state.

However, given how much Miss Lin dotes on him, the treatment of being kept by a national-level academician might not seem like much at all.

After all, the Lin family is truly incredibly wealthy.

The wealth of one family is roughly equivalent to the GDP of 20 countries.

"An, aren't I a second-year high school student?"

"You are a national treasure among spirit beasts, a life planning mentor for all spirit beasts when they are confused. Also, where are you, Master Fuli? I will send an armed helicopter to pick you up. We will find you as soon as possible and try to get you home before five o'clock so that Aqing will not know that you have not returned home at night."

"Come pick me up at Spring Mountain Grassland!" Old Master Fuli unconsciously raised his head, wearing a proud expression.

Hey. Earning wish power also leads to a promotion.

Does this mean that An has brought eternal peace to the fox clan?

From now on, all foxes in the Xia Kingdom must call themselves the Ancestor Fuli.
(End of this chapter)