Dragon Zero

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Mother Amy said: "But all dishes and clothes this month will be yours to wash!"

"No problem, no problem." Aiden said happily: "I leave everything to me, and I promise to clean the house clean."

Mother Amy said again: "Also, you are responsible for breakfast every morning."

"I promise you everything, okay?"

Amy's mother looked at her husband and smiled: "It's about the same. Okay, let's eat, Amy goes to wash her hands."

In the restaurant, the family enjoyed dinner happily. Amy tasted a piece of fish fillet: "Well, my mother made really good food today."

Mother chuckled.

"Right Amy." Amy's dad said, "How did you know Silest Shadow?"

Amy said: "Don't you say that, when I saw him fainting on the road, I took him to the hospital."

"What's wrong?" Mom asked.

Aiden said: "Don't you have too much contact with this person in the future."

"Why?" Amy didn't understand.

Aiden said: "I think there is something wrong with this person."

Amy didn't understand: "What's the problem? Dad, didn't he help you today? What he said makes you very happy."

"Yes, he really said those words in my heart. But because of this, don't you think it's incredible to say those words like an ordinary child his age?" Aiden said.

Amy thought for a while and nodded, "What he said really surprised me. But what does this mean? Just because you are prejudiced against him?"

Aiden said: "It's not that his father has a prejudice against him, but what he said about him in the restaurant today. I don't think any sentence is true. How can anyone who lie like this continue to believe it."

Amy asked: "How do you know what he said is fake? Do you know him?"

Aiden thought about the situation where Ye Ying suddenly appeared in the conversation between Cheman's family and Dark Wuhou: "I don't know what to say. In short, this person you better not to associate with him, I think he will bring you Danger."

"You think this is just your prejudice. Your prejudice comes from his not going to school, right?"

"Amy!" Mom whispered, "Can't talk to dad like that."

Amy dissatisfied: "This is my right to make friends freely."

Aiden shook his head: "Listen to Amy's father, don't have contact with him in the future."

Amy looked at the food on the plate angrily, silently.

...

It was already dark, and it was nine o'clock in the evening. Bing Zhixie and Troza enjoyed a sumptuous dinner at his house. The reason why the dinner was so late was that in the evening, Trosa had a temporary business trip and did not return until half an hour ago.

Eating charred steaks, tasting the finest red wine, all kinds of delicious dishes are in sight.

Bing Zhixie put down the glass and smiled faintly: "The life of an adult is really good."

Theresa smiled and said: "Some generations of my family are in Adam's office in St. Bick. This kind of life is no different from other people. If you are tired of the career of a mercenary, you can also live like this in Sindmore. Comfortable days."

"what."

Terosa asked: "Eat some flying dragon meat. It is good for young people to eat more flying dragon meat, especially young people like you who are newly married and honeymooners."

The attendant at the side cut a piece of honey-stuffed dragon meat in the large dinner plate and sliced ​​it in a small plate before putting it in front of Bingzhixie.

Of course, Bing Zhixie also tasted it politely: "Master, did Prince Zalberg meet the guests so late?"

"He has a lot of things to do during the day, so it's inconvenient to disturb. At ten o'clock, it's time for him to put down his work break," Troza explained.

"It turns out this way."

Terosa looked at her son: "Bill, how did you learn from Mr. Bing Zhixie today?"

"Well," Bill nodded. "Mr. Bing Zhixie explained it in detail. I can understand a lot of things as soon as he said it. I really can't believe that he is just a peer who is one year older than me. Mr. Xie can still come to point me often."

"Oh." Bing Zhixie laughed again.

...

In the wilderness, in the wilderness, in the woods, Bonn and Poirot were carrying two baskets and sprinting through the forest, stopping to look around.

"Two fat, are we lost?"

Bonn said: "Impossible, I remember that this is clearly the way to go, how could it go wrong?"

Poirot complained: "It's you, you must go here to gather mushrooms. You can't get out now. In the middle of the night, Sister Linda will definitely scold us." He cried in his mouth.

Bonn hurriedly covered him: "Hush, whisper."

"Why do you want to be quiet?" Poirot's cry came suddenly and suddenly: "Hey, you hear, what sound seems to be there?"

There are always squeaks in the bushes at night, and the surrounding woods are even darker. Both Pollo and Bonn can hear a very rapid rustle in the depths of the woods. It seems that something is quickly moving through the forest, and there is more than one.

When I listened to it quietly, I felt very quiet in the woods at night. Poirot shivered and said: "Two two two...two fat, I always feel...I always feel there is..."

"have what?"

"There are ghosts."

Speaking of ghosts, the two shrank their necks and squatted on the ground.

Bonn was full of horrified vigilance and said nearby: "Three fat, don't talk nonsense, this is not a confusing ruin, how can there be ghosts?"

Poirot's voice changed with fear: "Let's go back quickly, and stay here again, I will be eaten by ghosts."

"You said where should we go? It seems to be all around." Bonn asked.

Poirot looked around and looked the same in all directions. Suddenly he looked up at the sky, but he saw a bright moon shine from the tree gap and said happily, "Two fat me Thinking of it, we can go above."

Er Chuan Bonn was stunned: "Yeah, we can fly out like a bird."

"No, no," Poirot said. "We can't be small birds, but big birds."

"Neither right nor wrong." Bonn said: "We are not big birds, but fat birds."

Poirot wondered: "Can fat birds fly? Can't fly."

"Try it and you will know." Bonn bit the basket in his mouth, his hands trembling like the wings of a bird, and he vaguely shouted in his mouth: "Fly!" Already flying high.

Poirot yelled, "Wait for me." He also flew into the sky, learning from Bonn.

And on the other side of Pollobon after they flew away, a dozen masked men in black were shuttled through the forest quickly.

"Are you almost here?" A man in black galloped and asked the man in the center of the team.

"It's coming, right in front."

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