C779 The Touching Story of Pets

In the early hours of the night, the cold wind blew, and the sky was a little cold.

The old Taoist had just been fed five or six bottles of patchouli Vital Energy Water.

This kind of medicine should have some effect on his heart attack.

A few amateur doctors and witch doctors made a fuss, and the old man just said the names of the monkeys and dogs in a daze.

Later, Liang Shuai gave him a few sips of Bull Two and stuffed a big cigar into his mouth. It still didn't work.

Later on, when the Iron Widow came, she held him in doubt and squeezed him. . . For a while before the old man finally woke up after coughing for a long time.

Hearing him call him, Xiao Qiangbing straightened his body, which was about to fall apart, and forced himself to stand up.

He thought of many comforting words. There were police dogs in the team. When they returned to the country, they would look at the situation and give him a little kid. This kind of thing even occurred to them.

"Brother, don't. . . " He said sadly.

When the old Taoist saw that it was him, his face twitched and he immediately pounced over.

He hugged him tightly and cried like a child.

"Qiang Zi, Xuanfeng Wukong is my son and daughter. He is my lover and my friend. He is my brother who knows everything. It's me, everything I have! You know, Wukong likes to wear diapers without getting wet! I. . . "

This fellow hugged Xiao Qiangbing and said while crying.

The other party had lost his pet. Now that he thought about it, Whirlwind had even blocked his crucial attack.

He had saved his life, so how could he not be heartbroken?

He began to talk about how to take in these two pets. He spoke with tears in his eyes, as if he had lost his parents.

Xiao Qiangbing was a person who would stick himself to others. He listened patiently and felt sympathy in his heart. He wanted to comfort them, but he really could not interject. The old Taoist priest did not care about it and continued to talk endlessly.

Compassion was sympathy, but Xiao Qiangbing felt more and more uncomfortable. The old Taoist priest's entire body was filled with an indescribable stench. His beard was unkempt and stuck to his face. He was like a child who had been wronged and spoiled, making him feel quite uncomfortable.

At this time, he thought of Zhao Xiaoming's stinky feet and instantly felt extremely disgusted.

He was hugged by the old Taoist priest and could not move at all.

He could not move. His hands were not idle. He knew that Xiaoming was laughing secretly beside him and kept making gestures at him.

Seeing that he was so anxious that he couldn't take it anymore, Zhao Little Ming coughed lightly and appeared.

He first gave a look to the little black fatty, and the two of them began to understand tacitly.

"Brother, what animal is it?

There was a dog by the beach with big ears and beautiful eyes. No one knew who hit the fur on its body.

It's all gone. It kept running and almost jumped into the sea.

We wanted to eat dog meat, but we didn't catch it. . . " said the black fatty as he pulled up his pants.

"F * ck, what dog is that? That's a German Shepherd. Mine, my Whirlwind. . . "

The old Taoist pushed Xiao Qiangbing away and gave him a big slap. If it wasn't for Lil' Fatty dodging quickly, he would have beaten him up.

"Old Taoist, I'm helping you. I can find it. I can find it. Calm down. " Zhao Xiaoming went on stage.

How could the old Taoist priest spoil him now? He turned around and rushed at him again.

Xiaoming hurriedly took two steps back and called out to Xiao Bei:

"The three of you, come here. Come here. I want to issue a military command. . . "

Xiao Bei and the other two asked Xiao Qiangbing to clean up. They were still unconvinced after the matter, but they immediately thought it through. He alone could win in ten minutes.

That was called ability. Now, all of them had become his little brothers. They obeyed his orders.

"My army will do its best to search for this hero dog"

Xiao Bei stood up straight and raised his hand to salute.

"No, that's my hero dog, you can't call it a dog. " The old Taoist scolded without caring.

"Brothers, listen, this is a. . . "

Xiao Bei knew that Xiao Ming was staring at him and immediately changed his words.

But with such a native commander, he really did not know what to call him.

It was still Xiao Ming who reminded him in time. His younger brother, the naval commander Cartel, immediately added:

"You have to remember, this is a royal police dog with outstanding achievements, a great hero. "

Then, the Air Force General also expressed his stance. The soldiers behind them looked for him in a decent manner.

The old Taoist looked at Xiao Bei's rather sincere face and staggered over, wanting to follow her to find the dog.

The Iron Widow rushed over and pulled him back, coaxing him.

But at this time, who could coax the old Taoist? He struggled and even threatened:

"If I can't find the whirlwind, I will have a heart attack. "

Xiao Qianbing was so anxious that he urged Xiao Ming again.

Xiao Ming rolled his eyes and looked at his pocket. He sighed and said:

"Didn't the big guy always ask me to record heroic deeds for him? There are many photos and videos of Whirlwind and Wukong. How about this, everyone will miss these two. . . Heroes. "

And it was Little Ming. This guy was calm and could always guess the old Taoist's mentality.

After a simple arrangement by the staff, the video of the hero dog and Monkey Wukong started playing on the big screen at the entrance of the municipal hall.

The editing standard was extremely terrible. It was just a few scenes. The old Taoist held a broken loudspeaker and began to tell the story of him and his two companions.

Anyway, the military and police officers sitting in front of him were specially hired and did not listen at all. They were all drowsy and resting. However, the old Taoist priest's excitement did not decrease at all. The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He was so impassioned that he was about to run for president.

"Old Taoist, you're too tired. You should rest for a while. Let's cut in some advertisements.

This is how television programs are. How about we get some income from the station? "

Zhao Xiaoming couldn't help but reveal his belly, which had turned white. Seagull was flying in the air, and Zhao Xiaoming couldn't bear it any longer. He came over and tried to persuade him.

He had a video of the final drill of the riot squad in his hand. He took advantage of the old Taoist's hesitation to put it on.

This was the advertisement he was talking about.

Xiao Qiang naturally agreed. The war was imminent, so it was absolutely necessary to let this mixed army learn some basic tactical skills.

The old Daoist was pulled by the Iron Widow to drink water and rest.

Looking at the bottled water, There was a promotional poster in the advertisement. He saw it at first glance and pointed at a cartoon on it, crying sadly: "I can't drink it. Wukong likes this kind of stuff.

What about it? What about it? "

It seemed like he had thought of this a long time ago. Seeing that she couldn't persuade it anymore, Iron Widow quickly took out a box from the nearby bushes, opened it, and took out a small monkey.

There were many monkeys in this place, and they were all golden fur.

Holding the Golden Silk Monkey, the old Taoist priest found his long-lost only son. He looked around, kissed, and hugged. After a long while, he stared into the monkey's eyes and suddenly looked at Iron Widow. He grumbled in a speechless manner:

"You, you, this is not Wu Kong. . . "

"Old Taoist, Wu Kong is a girl. This is a man. He has great strength and is handsome. You should put in some effort.

Get him some medicine or something. If there's a chance, he'll hook Wu Kong back. "

Zhao Xiaoming did not even blink and casually fooled him.

At that moment, he heard a car drive over. Someone got out of the car and shouted:

"Please, God, what are you doing?"