The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 621 New Energy Fox Fairy

"Did you meet up with other friends tonight?"

Ah Qing, who was rummaging through her clothes in front of the wardrobe in preparation for taking a bath, was taken aback when she heard the little fox say that she might not be back until very late tonight. A look of doubt appeared on her face.

"Why does it seem like Xiao An has become unusually busy lately?"

Xiao An's biological clock used to be such that he would go out to wander around Changxi Town around 11 p.m. and go home to sleep around 3 or 4 p.m. He would sleep until noon and then spend the afternoon and evening hopping around at home.

Since arriving in Chang'an, it wasn't too obvious at first, but it was clear that the little fox was leaving earlier and returning later.

It's not even dark yet, and Xiao An hasn't even had dinner, saying she's made plans with some friends.

"A rebellious child and a helpless old mother." Mo Mo lay on the bed, a smile on her face, and teased A Qing, who was scratching her head in front of the wardrobe:

"Judging from the little fox's current situation, the most likely scenario is that it will join the local dog gang. They go out in groups at night to roam the streets, occasionally tearing down the bumpers of illegally parked cars, or marking off their territory on the roadside."

"Probably not, right? Xiao An is such a well-behaved girl, how could she possibly join the local dog club?" A Qing looked at Mo Mo with some uncertainty.

There's nothing wrong with Paw Patrol; it's a form of social interaction for dogs.

But the Paw Patrol here refers to domestic dogs that travel together and, apart from liking to jump in puddles and roll in mud, don't do anything bad.

However, dog gangs composed of stray dogs are notorious for their destructive tendencies.

"Oh, right, MoMo, there's something I'd like to ask you."

While A-Qing and Mo-Mo were imagining the little fox seemingly going out for nightly revelry, the performer poked his head out to Mo-Mo's bedside and asked, somewhat awkwardly:

"My breasts are sagging. Besides surgery and underwire bras, are there any other solutions?"

"Ok?"

Mo Mo was taken aback, stopped flipping through the fashion magazine, and looked at the performer with a suspicious expression. After looking her up and down, she asked a question mark.

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The actor's lips twitched, and he covered his face slightly, saying with a hint of helplessness, "I'm asking for a classmate."

"Oh," Mo Mo's face lit up with sudden realization, the question mark above her head turning into an exclamation mark, and she said nonchalantly:
"If it's a classmate, then they're a young person. Normally, this wouldn't happen. Most likely, they're a dieter who doesn't like to exercise."

"Get a gym membership and focus on your middle and lower chest muscles to lift up those sagging areas."

"Won't my breasts shrink if I work out?" the performer asked hesitantly. "After all, losing weight starts with losing breast size."

"If it falls out, it means it never belonged to her. Keeping it inside her body will only clog her mammary glands and ruin what should have been a beautiful shape. It won't do her any good."

Mo Mo reached out, picked up the pen from beside the bed, and poked the actor in front of him.

The actor looked completely bewildered, but as Mo Mo released her grip on the pen, the pen flew out, arcing as it struck the actor's cheek squarely.

"understood!"

The actor's pupils dilated in shock. After the shock subsided, he immediately showed an expression of understanding, squatted on a small chair, and sent a message to the sister he knew in Chang'an.

"By the way, for girls, they should train their upper chest muscles less."

"Do you have an explanation?"

"Because of the separation of the breast muscles, a low body fat level can easily make the breasts appear to double in size."

"???"

…………

Because of Lingren's inquiry, a debate about breast shape gradually unfolded in the dormitory. Meanwhile, Ansheng had already gotten on Fat Cat's electric scooter and leisurely drove from near the dormitory building to the off-campus area.

Lin Bingyun and Bashan Wen were already waiting at the door.

"Have you prepared everything I asked for?" An Sheng beckoned to Lin Bingyun.

"It's all packed up."

Lin Bingyun pointed to the Raptor's cargo bed. As instructed by Master Fuli, the cargo bed contained a pink chainsaw, a pair of new energy lures, and a bucket of super glue that was extremely effective at sticking meat.

"Okay, let's go! Monkey King and the others should be waiting for us on the roof of the Mineral Resources Building by now."

Master Fuli nodded, then looked at the Bashan mosquito and asked, "Is the mosquito army assembled yet?"

"Okay, they've started hunting in the mountains, and they'll bite any humanoid creatures they encounter."

“When three hundred bite together, those who run away are good people, while those who fight back are bad people. I know how to distinguish between the loyal and the treacherous.” Bashan Mosquito spoke earnestly, explaining the organizational discipline he had established to Master Fuli.

Since the targets are spiritual beings, they must be different from normal people.

When a person is attacked by a swarm of mosquitoes, the most normal reaction is to curse and swat at them, and after failing to swat them several times, to flee in a panic with a flushed face.

But the spirits are different. First, they have a scent, and second, they have more ways to deal with mosquitoes than ordinary people.

The biggest reason why people can't swat mosquitoes is that mosquitoes are extremely sensitive to airflow and heat. Often, before a slap can land, they slip away between a person's hands and enter a state of invisibility, taking advantage of the airflow created by the slap.

But spiritual beings are different; their reaction speed and strength are clearly superior to those of ordinary people.

Therefore, the patrol plan proposed by the Bashan mosquito was to use the mosquito swarm to kill everyone.

Those who flee in panic are good people.

Those who dare to retaliate are bad people.

If anyone dares to retaliate, the mosquito can transmit the information to other mosquito swarms by flapping its wings and buzzing, thus summoning the leopard cat to parachute in by helicopter.

"Um"

Master Fuli nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. When we catch those savages, you can eat first. Don't let the mosquito brothers go hungry. Draw two liters of blood from each of them!"

"Don't let the people from the Longevity Club next door see this, or they'll think that I, Lord Fuli, am a kind and easy-to-ride fox."

"Thank you." Bashan Mosquito nodded happily, pleasantly surprised by the unexpected gain.

My dad, Fox, is so kind! He pays me with spirit pills as wages for missions, and I even get extra money from the warm blood of spirit beasts.

The group headed to the Mining Building, met up with the lumberjacks from the Security Bureau, and boarded a helicopter to the Qinling Mountains.
After arriving in the suburbs, the Bashan mosquitoes leaped out of the cabin, flapped their wings, and flew to gather intelligence on the swarm of mosquitoes. They then compiled the information and reported it to Master Fuli.

"Master Fuli..."

“They’ve locked onto the location; the prisoner is in Tiechuan,” Bashan Mosquito told Master Fuli.

"it is good!"

Master Fuli grabbed the new energy lure and the rocket launcher weapon box and threw them to Bashan Mosquito.

Bashan mosquito caught the new energy lure rod and was stunned.

But Master Fuli didn't speak. Instead, he chuckled and flipped out of the helicopter, landing on the back of Bashan Mosquito as if he were on a surfboard. He said, "Hurry to Tiechuan. I'm going there now to help them overcome the Thunder and Fire Tribulation!"

"I, Master Fuli, absolutely adore the animated cultivation stories on the Yinpu platform."

(End of this chapter)