If you were made a mascot, you would become a legend in the police force.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

A black SUV stealthily drove out of the police station gate, like a thief.

In the back seat, a heavyweight "passenger" was sprawled out.

Li Tuantuan was wearing an XXXL-sized black hooded sweatshirt—Old Ma's most treasured possession, his battle uniform from before he gained weight. He wore a huge fisherman's hat pulled low over his head, and a pair of UV-protective sunglasses perched on his nose.

At first glance, he doesn't seem like a good person.

If you don't look at those furry paws and that beer belly that just won't go away no matter how hard you try, this look is exactly like a washed-up, gluttonous hip-hop artist.

"Gun Gun, behave yourself, your hat's about to fall off." Lin Wan glanced at the rearview mirror while driving, her heart pounding with fear.

Li Tuantuan tugged at her collar in frustration and rolled her eyes.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "It's so hot! This thing is practically an anti-bear design! Can't we just be naked? Running around naked is the romance of wild animals!"

The car entered the city.

Skyscrapers lined the street outside the window, and cars streamed by. Looking at this familiar steel forest, Li Tuantuan felt a strange sense of disorientation, as if she were in another world.

In his past life, he worked like a beast of burden in a cubicle in this city, toiling away like a dog every day to pay his mortgage and car loan.

Now, he has become a true national treasure again, riding in a private car, with someone shoveling his poop and feeding him.

"This is called opening up your perspective; reopening is also a skill."

Li Tuantuan sighed, then casually pulled a tender bamboo shoot from the bag next to her, took a bite, and chewed it with a crisp sound.

It's better to be a bear; lying down is justice.

Half an hour later, at the largest shopping plaza in the city center.

Lin Wan parked the car in a corner and took Li Tuantuan, who was fully armed, to the top floor via the freight elevator.

"Remember, keep a low profile, you absolutely must keep a low profile." Lin Wan lowered her voice, as if she were conducting some kind of spy rendezvous, "If we're exposed, we'll both be surrounded and killed by onlookers here."

Li Tuantuan nodded perfunctorily and pushed her sunglasses up a bit.

Although it was Monday morning, the mall was still quite crowded.

This strange combination of a "beautiful policewoman and a hip-hop chubby guy" is sure to turn heads.

"Mom, look! That fat uncle looks so weird, like a sentient gas cylinder!" A little boy on the roadside shouted, pointing at Li Tuantuan.

Li Tuantuan's eye twitched slightly behind her sunglasses.

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "Call me 'brother'! And what kind of description is 'gas cylinder'? This is called 'prosperity'! Don't you know how to appreciate it?!"

Lin Wan quickly pulled him along, afraid that the old man might suddenly attack someone.

When passing by a popular ice cream shop, Li Tuantuan's feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and she couldn't move an inch.

Inside the counter, the colorful scoops of ice cream emitted a sweet and cloying aroma, practically tempting a bear to commit a crime.

He stretched out his bear paw, grabbed Lin Wan's clothes tightly, pointed to the counter, and then pointed to his own open mouth, making a frantic suggestion.

"No, the vet said you can't eat too much sugar," Lin Wan firmly refused.

Li Tuantuan sneered and immediately unleashed her trump card—

He plopped down on the ground, pulled his sunglasses down to reveal a pair of innocent, moist, and broken black bean eyes, and made coquettish "mmmmm" sounds in his throat.

What's this called? This is called "a tough guy acting cute," and it's the most lethal.

Passersby around them turned to look at them, their gazes becoming strange.

"Holy crap, this fat guy... is kind of disgustingly cute?"

"Such a big guy and still whimpering, absolutely amazing."

Lin Wan instantly froze, her face turning as red as a monkey's bottom. She gritted her teeth and yelled, "Buy! I'll buy it! Get up right now! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"

Five minutes later.

Li Tuantuan was holding a giant three-scoop ice cream cone and licking it with relish.

The sweet and sour taste of strawberries, the rich flavor of vanilla, the intense richness of chocolate... this is the pinnacle of bear life!

Just as he was enjoying the delicious food, an accident occurred.

A chubby little boy, holding a newly bought Häagen-Dazs ice cream, rushed forward while looking back at the commotion, completely oblivious to where he was going.

"Splat!"

The chubby boy tripped over his own feet and flew through the air. The ice cream in his hand traced a perfect parabola in the air and landed precisely on Li Tuantuan's... big belly.

Li Tuantuan looked down at the messy blob of cream on her hoodie and fell into a long silence.

That's his limited edition skin!

The chubby boy froze for two seconds, then burst into tears with a deafening "Wah!": "My ice cream! Waaah! It's gone! Give me back my ice cream!"

A crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around.

At this moment, a woman dressed in flamboyant attire rushed out, grabbed her son, and without even glancing at the situation, started berating Li Tuantuan:

"How do you walk, you fatso? Can't you see? How dare you bully a kid like that? You knocked my son's ice cream over!"

Li Tuantuan: ? ? ?

[Li Tuantuan's inner monologue]: "Lady, you can't fake an accident like this! It was your son who launched this at me! I haven't even asked you for compensation for my clothes yet!"

But he couldn't speak, so he could only innocently spread his hands and gesture.

Lin Wan quickly stepped forward to explain, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, the security camera should have captured that the child fell down on their own..."

"What do you mean you fell down by yourself? I think he bumped into you!" The woman wouldn't listen at all, spitting as she spoke. "Look at how mismatched he is dressed, wearing sunglasses to look like a gangster? He's obviously no good! Pay up! He has to pay up! He even has to kneel down and apologize to my son!"

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Li Tuantuan was furious.

Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm some kind of Hello Kitty.

Oh wait, if the panda doesn't show its power, do you really think I'm a plush toy?

He handed the unfinished ice cream cone to Lin Wan and slowly walked over to the chubby boy who was still howling.

The woman instinctively took a step back: "What...what do you want to do? Are you going to hit me?"

Li Tuantuan ignored her.

His sunglasses had slipped all the way down to the tip of his nose, revealing his signature dark circles, typical of an apex predator.

He bent down slightly, approached the chubby boy, and slowly grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs that could crush leg bones.

"roar--!!!"

A deep, resonant roar, tinged with primal wildness, rolled out from the depths of his throat.

This isn't a cutesy cry.

This is a greeting from the overlord of the Qinling Mountains, a bloodline suppression etched into our genes!

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

The chubby boy's crying stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked. He stared wide-eyed at the terrifying, hairy face in front of him, so frightened that his snot bubble burst, his legs went weak, and he wet his pants on the spot.

"raging……"

Even that arrogant woman was dumbfounded.

At such close range, she could even smell the mixture of bamboo fragrance and the stench of wild beasts emanating from Li Tuantuan's breath. That oppressive feeling from the top of the food chain sent chills down her spine and made her legs tremble.

"This...this is..."

Just as everyone was frozen in shock, Li Tuantuan made a move.

He didn't bite down.

Instead, it stretched out its thick bear paw and, with lightning speed, smeared the last bit of cream off the rim of the empty cone in the little fat boy's hand.

Then, in front of everyone, he stuffed it into his mouth and smacked his lips.

It tastes good, but there's not enough.

After doing all this, Li Tuantuan arrogantly pushed her sunglasses back onto her nose and gave Lin Wan a "retreat" look.

Then, he grabbed the stunned Lin Wan and swaggered away with an air of nonchalance.

Hidden strength and name.

He left behind only a group of people bewildered in the wind.

a long time.

The chubby little boy tugged at his mother's sleeve, trembling, "Mom... is that Kung Fu Panda? He stole my ice cream..."

The woman's face was as white as paper, and she plopped down on the ground: "Well...it seems so...we've run into a real national treasure?"