Chapter 245： Listen, the sound of heartbreak (for the new rudder master Kaos Deleghe!) (2/2)
It came so suddenly, without a trace of defense.
Lin Chou is really frowning this time. Lao Tzu has worked hard to evolve for millions of years to stand at the top of the food chain, not to watch your group of prodigal rats eat and drink mine and then urinate and urinate anywhere in our yard! !
Er, although the human situation was very embarrassing after the cataclysm, standing at the top of the food chain became nothing more than talking, but how could it be impossible for the mole to come out to dominate the blessing?
Lin Sorrow couldn't help thinking of a book he had read. It is said that there was an unusual artifact before the cataclysm. It was mixed with food or sprayed on the ground to poison the whole litter of rats. This artifact The name was ”Tetramine”, numbered A2118, and was later completely banned because of its toxicity.
This TM.
Mankind before the cataclysm was so happy, it was an enviable luxury.
”Boss, what should I do?”
Chiza is also a little happy.
Mole is a rare delicacy in the sinkhole. Its meat is tender, red and white, plump but not greasy. Every time a nest is captured, the clan's companions must carefully make it into dried meat and hide it. Enjoy slowly.
Now that I saw this mountain full of moles, how could Chi only miss the delicious delicacy.
It’s just that now the smell is really...it’s just hard to breathe!
Lin Chou feels distressed, a good yard is about to be eaten into briquettes for this handsome.
Lin Chou trembling hands, ”The cabinet, in the cabinet.”
”Yep?”
”Instant noodles!”
”Oh oh.”
Chi Chi only took a pack of Kangshuaibo spicy beef noodles, whispered,
”Boss, eating instant noodles at this time... it's not suitable, right? This taste... uh!”
”Crack!”
Lin Chou squeezed it down with one hand.
”Crack.”
The cracking sound of instant noodles is crisp and lingering.
”Crack! Click! Click!”
Chi is speechless,
”...”
Lin Chou looked up, ”Did you hear it?”
”What, what?”
Isn't the boss mad by these mice?
”Crack!”
”Listen, I'll make a heartbreaking sound for you.”
”...”
The crushed instant noodles were scattered on the ground by the desperate Lin Chou. The eyes of the two second-generation white-tailed moles were not opened yet, their pointed pink noses kept sniffing, staggering and crawling under Lin Chou's eyelids, like no one else. I ate the dregs.
”Kacha, Kacha.”
Lin Shou's expression solidified, and the paper bowl of instant noodles fell off his hands and fell to the ground.
The two little moles were startled, screamed and ran away, then turned their heads cautiously.
In the end, the two mole cubs quickly disappeared from the two of them carrying the paper bowl.