Chapter 107: A Soul-Telling Picture Book, Duan's Scheme
Just as Cheng Fan was thinking about how to mention this matter to the deputy director and help him with a marriage.
His hearty laughter came from the underground.
The deputy director walked out with five young men and the elderly.
The boss Li Meng kept the old man steadily and did not dare to neglect at all.
"Hahaha! You five guys, follow the audience to do things well! Don't be lazy, do you hear it?"
The five people nodded repeatedly, only the boss Li Meng responded, and the other four people closed their mouths and said nothing.
"Do you four have glue on your mouth? Give me a squeak!"
The four of them were in tears and looked at Cheng Fan, who was standing quietly in the distance.
Cheng Fan's hand was hidden in the Taoist robe, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the restriction on the mouths of the four people was instantly lifted.
"Ahhhh!"
"Uncle Director!"
"I can speak!"
“It’s all strange…”
The four of them were about to say that they were all caused by Cheng Fan, but Cheng Fan glanced coldly and felt cold all over.
"It's all our faults!"
"Ah yes yes! We're stupid!"
The four little brothers were in tears, and the eyes of the immortal master were so scary!
The deputy director didn't think much and pulled them towards Cheng Fan.
"Come on, I'll introduce it to you again. This Taoist priest is the famous Master of Drinking Shui Temple in Wuzhenshan! I'll listen to the Master of Dogs from now on!"
He turned his head and said respectfully to Cheng Fan: "These five gangsters are allowed to be sent by you and beat and scold them at will! If someone runs away, I will catch them back and beat them to death!"
As he said that, the deputy director gave the five people a fierce look.
The five people were silent, but they were not in awe of the deputy director, but in awe of Cheng Fan.
What they thought was: if you do things under Cheng Fan, if you don’t obey, Cheng Fan will knock him into dust with a thunder in his palm.
Cheng Fan naturally didn't know what they were thinking, and even if he knew, he didn't care. He said lightly: "You drive the old man to Drishui Temple."
"Immortal...Stat Master, aren't you going back together?"
Li Meng forced the word "Immortal" and asked respectfully.
Cheng Fan shook his head slightly, "I will wait for you in Drop Water View."
Li Meng suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was a god. Is there a god who needs to take a car with ordinary people?
That must be flying in the clouds! No matter how good it is, flying with swords!
Anyway, it will definitely be faster than riding with them.
Li Meng nodded with a sudden realization, tightened the old man on his back, and took the younger brothers away.
In the Law Enforcement Bureau, the deputy director looked at the backs of Li Meng and his group and was slightly stunned. When he saw Cheng Fan standing and smiling beside him, he couldn't help asking: "Master, do you need my help if you have anything else?"
Cheng Fan smiled slightly when he heard this and said with a smile: "I just calculated another person with destiny, let's talk with you."
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Drip water view backyard.
The big tiger lay bored on the grass and rested, while the little Nannan sat next to it and looked at the kindergarten painting.
Did the big tiger tease the little Nannan with its tail, scratch her itchy flesh, causing waves of goose cry?
"Oh! Don't make trouble, little Nannan is reading books seriously!"
Little Nannan held the painting book, looking very serious.
Dahu glanced at her and sneered in his heart.
Oh!
Stupid bipedal cub, still want to deceive the tiger?
I have never practiced so seriously on weekdays. Now I am holding an ordinary painting book to pretend to be?
Dahu seriously suspected that Xiao Nannan was watching some miscellaneous things.
He heard that humans like to read some weird things, called novels and paintings.
Could it be that the little Nannan is watching those?
No! Those things are said to be able to attract people's souls and make people obsessed with them.
Dahu felt that he had an obligation to protect Xiao Nannan from such a kind of side-minded person.
So he increased his strength and his tail shaking faster and faster.
"Don't scratch the big tiger, I'm so itchy, goose, goose, goose, goose!"
The little Nannan was scratched to the itchy place and kept laughing.
"Damn big tiger! Today I want to teach you a good lesson!"
Xiao Nannan threw down the painting and said fiercely.
He turned over and threw himself on the big tiger's body, scratching the soft flesh on its body.
Big Tiger: "It's so comfortable."
Xiao Nannan scratched her head and looked at it, but found that the big tiger was lying comfortably on the ground.
Seeing that there was no movement on my body, I quietly opened one of my eyes to check the situation.
"Okay, Dahu! So you feel comfortable when I scratch you like this?"
Xiao Nannan put her hands on her hips and said fiercely.
Dahu nodded when he heard this, he felt so comfortable.
Xiao Nannan immediately stopped doing it, but she thought she had caught the weak point of the tiger!
"Damn big tiger! Nannan ignores you! Nannan goes to eat delicious food!"
Little Nannan kicked her short legs and jumped off the tiger's back lightly, trotted all the way to the table, picked up a pot of nuts and ran to the next to the picture book, and sat on the ground.
Xiao Nannan planned to eat nuts while reading the picture book.
The big tiger glanced at it.
No! The bipedal cub was still attracted by the mysterious painting! He had to find a way to interfere with her attention.
The little Nannan held the painting book and grabbed the nuts happily.
However, just as she reached into the nut pot, she felt a big, fluffy and fleshy claw.
Little Nannan was stunned for a moment.
He looked at the big tiger's fluffy claws, and then at the big tiger with a righteous face in front of him.
After throwing down the picture book, two fleshy little hands grabbed the big tiger's claws and broke it hard, without moving at all...
"Big Tiger! Nannan wants to eat nuts!"
The big tiger tilted its head, as if saying, if it doesn't give it, it won't give it.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"Stirring Tiger!"
The little Nannan hugged the big tiger's big head again and shook it hard, as if she wanted to shake the big tiger out of this way, so that the nuts would all belong to Nannan.
The big tiger narrowed its eyes and stared at the picture book that was thrown aside by the little Nannan.
The plan succeeds!
We big tigers can also use our brains.
Now you only need to pull away the bipedal cub, take away the terrible notebook, and dig a hole and bury it!
The big tiger loosens its claws, revealing its nut pot.
Seeing this, Xiao Nannan was happy and thought that Dahu had given up.
Just as he was about to take away the nut pot, he saw the big tiger holding the edge of the nut pot, turned his head and ran away.
"Oh! The smelly tiger! Return the nuts to Nannan!"
The little Nannan chased after him anxiously, and the big tiger ran straight into the back hall and found a place to hide the nut pot.
"Big Tiger! Stop and don't run!"
The little Nannan chased into the back hall angrily, her fleshy little face turned red with anger.
Seeing that Xiao Nannan had fallen into its plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, the big tiger hurriedly jumped from the other side to the backyard and rushed towards Xiao Nannan's painting.
Hum? The plan to lure the tiger out of the mountain?
Dahu felt that he was getting smarter.
Little Nannan walked to the backyard with a nut pot in her arms and immediately saw Dahu holding a picture book he sent from the kindergarten.
"Oh! The stupid big tiger, that can't be bitten!"
The little Nannan was anxious. There was also a story she would tell in the kindergarten tomorrow in this painting book. She also wanted to tell the story well, so she could get a little red flower.
Chapter completed!