Pet King

Hearing that White Dog said it was poisoned by workers in the landfill, Zhang Zi'an had already guessed something to be said behind it, so he was not surprised to learn that White Dog wanted to lead the stray dog ​​out of the landfill.

But where can so many dogs go? Where can I find enough food other than landfills?

In addition, there is another very important reason why White Dog wants to move away from the landfill. The summer is here. The original sour landfill can almost stun people, and it is buzzing everywhere. Fly mosquitoes and germs breed, and many dogs have fallen ill.

"My preferred location is, of course, Binhai." White Dog continued.

"Oh, daydreaming!" Vladimir snapped flatly, "Marina is a land of proletarian meows, you runaways don't want to get your fingers dirty!"

Seeing the need to talk again, Zhang Zi'an interrupted in advance: "Don't worry about Binhai City, you are now facing a calamity that may come at any time, but Binhai City is not what you want to occupy and you can occupy it, let alone ... Vladimir and its stray cats did not agree, even human beings, when they see so many stray dogs flooding into the city, they will certainly panic. At that time, 80% of people will take extreme measures. You kindly treat stray dogs Bringing them into the city is tantamount to taking them to their death. "

"I also considered it, so I can also accept the temporary compromise method, and would like to ask you if there are any suitable candidates," White Dog said.

"Candidate locations ... As long as they are not in the city, there are actually many candidate locations, but the question is, how do you plan to solve your food?" Zhang Zi'an raised the most critical question.

The people take food as the sky. Any animal must first meet the need to eat and drink before they can talk about anything else.

The white dog murmured and said after a while, "I don't know, I can only steal it."

"The dog can't change the shit!" Vladimir said suddenly. "Do it yourself, get plenty of food, know?"

"Oh, you stupid cats are like farming yourself, aren't you begging for humans?" White Dog sneered.

Zhang Zi'an had a headache. The two of them were simply enemies of previous lives, and any word could quarrel.

"Cough! Wait a minute! Actually, I have a solution to the problem of food." He pulled back to the subject.

White Dog was shocked and happy, "You? What can you do?"

It wants to believe it, but can't believe it, because it wants to break its head and can't think of a good way to solve the food problem, because there are too many stray dogs, whether it is stolen or snatched, it is a sloppy salary.

"There is indeed a way, although it was just thought out, but I think there is a certain feasibility, as Vladimir said-it is better to ask for oneself, do it yourself, and get plenty of food."

Zhang Zi'an pulled the door.

"You're getting out of the car? Watch out for this dog thing to bite you!" Vladimir warned, seeing his intention.

"Huh." The white dog tilted his head dismissively.

"No." Zhang Zi'an pulled the door and got out of the car. He had this confidence.

Judging from the previous performance of the white dog, it has a big picture, it values ​​the life of its companions, and even prefers to take risks on its own, so after hearing that there is a solution to the food, it will not choose to explode at this time.

Vladimir did not trust the white dog at all, and followed Zhang Zi'an to get out of the car. He raised a front paw and said, "You better know something, otherwise you will try the punishment of meow-ism iron fist!"

"Hehe!" The white dog squatted down, raised one of its front paws, and rubbed its forehead. "Today I don't have the general knowledge of you stupid cat, and I will let you taste the power of my iron head!"

Zhang Zi'an hid his nose and walked between the piles of garbage dumps, looking for something he accidentally glanced at when he drove the drone.

White dog and Vladimir stared at each other like a cockfighting. If something happens to each other, they may fight at any time.

"What are you doing?" White Dog asked in a moment.

"It's your shit!" Whispered Vladimir. "Don't try to make a bad idea!"

"I'm looking for something I just saw. That thing should be the key to solving the problem." Zhang Zi'an replied.

White dogs are even more confused. What can be found in the garbage dump? He and the stray dog ​​live in the landfill, and they graze in the garbage dump all day. I never thought that such a powerful thing could be found in the garbage dump ...

The idea of ​​what is in the junkyard = garbage is deeply ingrained.

"Ah, found it," he said to himself.

A dog and a cat turned their eyes away and looked at him at the same time. The former was full of doubt, while the latter was naturally curious.

Zhang Zi'an used his feet to pull away the other obstructing garbage, and bent over to pick up a ... color-printed cardboard box. There was a transparent plastic sheet on the box.

"That's it? Can this solve the eating and drinking problems of hundreds of brothers?"

Not to mention white dogs don't believe it, even Vladimir feels unreliable. How can such a cheap-looking thing be so powerful?

"Don't underestimate this thing." Zhang Zi'an took a closer look. The outer packaging was intact, slightly stained, and it was no problem to wipe it.

"You know what this is?" He lowered the cardboard box and let them see what was inside through the transparent plastic sheet.

White Dog: "... full of plastic figurines?"

The outside of the box is filled with Japanese, and inside is a three-dimensional model of a young girl, which is called a hand-made by some professionals. Her eyes are large, her face recognition is low, and her identity is all based on her signature clothes and hair color.

In addition, I have to mention that there is very little clothing on her body. The top is almost unable to support the disproportionate breasts. The two thighs are deliberately separated. Both eyes and movements are full of temptation.

Standing on a round plastic chassis, she proudly showed her proud figure to the audience.

White Dog sighed: "In the world, people are not old. Before, they used to remove their underwear to find their ass, but now they remove their underwear to find their underwear ..."

"It's this kind of plastic villain that seems inconspicuous to you. It is almost brand-new and is sold to the dead house on the second-hand transaction website. Each one can sell for hundreds of dollars. When converted into dog food, at least one can be made. Dogs eat for two or three months, and if they are calculated at the wholesale price of dog food, they can eat longer. "Zhang Zi'an said the shocking facts.

"what?"

Both White Dog and Vladimir's eyes widened in surprise, saying in unison: "Is the dead house a fool?"

"If there is a demand, there is a market." Zhang Zi'an shrugged. "The point is that this garbage dump may be full of treasures ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You just lack a pair of smart eyes. For example, this hand-made model, although I It's not clear how it went to the dump, but I can try to guess-maybe it's a dead house with a lot of such things in it, one day he hit the **** and got a girlfriend, or Female relatives such as mother, old sister, old sister and so on come to inspect the room after a few days-if not, if the dead house stays up all night playing a game and suddenly died suddenly, the corpse may smell and it will be called by the neighbors. In short, women Seeing these ... In their opinion, the gas-colored hands can't bear to see it, they are soaring on the spot, and in order to return the dead house to normal life, they may also face the foul figure of the hand-made girl, decisively while the dead house is away. At that time, I threw all the people into the garbage dump, and then ended up here and there ... Of course, there is another possibility. When the dead house is in sage mode, it is the 101st time to try to get out of the house and throw it away for firm determination. Yes, although 99.99% will regret and pick it up in this case, it may be unlucky that day. The garbage truck came a long time ago. When the dead house ran downstairs wearing slippers and shorts, it was cleared. The hand that had been thrown away was transported away, leaving only the dead house kneeling on the ground and crying at the back of the garbage truck ... "

Zhang Zi'an was full of voluminous talk, and White Dog and Vladimir were both silly.

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