"Gee ~"

As soon as the sewer pipe was hoe, it was a giggle, but Ron wanted to laugh a little.

It's the same every day. Yesterday, there were quite a lot of grass in the circle of the two shoelaces. But today I looked at it and there were only grass roots left.

Perhaps, tomorrow there may not even be any grassroots left.

squeak.

That's fine~

After eating breakfast, start to adjust breakfast! Teach ~

Nodded, Ron ignored the red-eyed big rooster and took his three rats to the security room.

On the contrary, the big red-eyed rooster, when he saw Ron coming, he immediately giggled and prepared to pounce on him, very brave.

In its small mind, it felt that if Ron was knocked down, he could be released, and then he could have a happy meal, and then go to find its little hen.

Of course Ron won't let red-eye do it.

After turning a corner a little, I missed the distance between two shoelaces a little farther away. I let the big rooster stretch his neck and couldn't peck it, so I was so anxious that I flapped my wings straight.

squeak.

Let you jump for two more days~

Then I'll draw the list ~

With a contemptuous look at the impatient big red-eyed rooster, Ron carried a stainless steel acne needle and led a team of hunting mice. He walked briskly through the security room that was not much different from a month ago, and entered the asphalt road.

The dogtail grass and tares on the ground were still shaking in the wind, but the green was a little lighter, and the originally furry and tender dogtail grass ears also began to bend down, but they really couldn't bear the swelling [hair follicles].

Some of my dogtail grass ears have turned yellow and have completely bent their heads to ninety degrees. When a gust of wind blows, the seeds that have swelled to the apex fall down and lie obliquely next to the grass roots, waiting for a proper temperature and wind and rain.

Perhaps, the next time Ron comes again, these seeds have taken root and sprouted, and they have grown into a new dogtail grass.

Perhaps, the stomachs were already filled with ants, sparrows, etc. that had already been eaten.

squeak.

All dispersed~Search for prey~

If you find it, just scream ~

Ron ordered the stainless steel acne needle at his feet and removed the toothpick crossbow from his back.

Immediately, the three subordinates set out in three directions.

It went westward with great force, like a tank, rushing forward, alarming many little grasshoppers, and hitting the dogtail seeds falling down.

The white hair is facing east, light and agile, walking through the dogtail grass shaking in the wind, and disappears in a short while.

Ersai Xiangnan is a jeep, not as strong as strong or as smart as white hair, but it also has its own characteristics.

It looked at it slowly, slowly, one by one, very carefully, without missing a trace of details.

As for Ron, he stayed there, putting embroidery needles on the toothpick crossbow, waiting for the signal from his subordinates.

He believed that after living together for such a long time, no matter which subordinate he should understand his commands.

"Squeak squeak ~"

I didn't wait for too long, and soon I noticed the squeaking sound of prey.

It's not clever white hair, it's power.

Following the temporary grass path that was squeezed away by Dali, Ron took a few steps to Dali's side.

"Squeak~"

There!

Seeing Ron arrive, Dali lay on the ground and stretched out his claws in front - until now, Dali is not used to squatting up, he prefers to lie down - in front of his claws, there is a big grasshopper.

This is a huge grasshopper that Ron has never seen before.

From rebirth to the present, from acne needles to toothpick crossbows, not only tens of thousands of big grasshoppers hunted by Ron, but only a few thousands of them.

But the white-haired screamed specifically with a little panic?

Ron ran quickly while turning around and rolling the strings quickly.
Chapter completed!