Han Xuan never cared about what TV programs Fat Ding and the others watched at home. Unexpectedly, after this guy created a few meow songs, he even learned how to dance.

He waved his claws and pushed his big belly forward, and with a look of enjoyment on his face, he jumped like a decent.

If it could suddenly speak English one day, Han Xuan would probably not be surprised. These guys were smarter than he thought.

The old couple lying under the parasol to play music, looked full of surprise, and then laughed happily, applauding the funny and smart fat cat.

Fat Ding was so tired that he was out of breath after just a few jumps. As a fat man with a serious weight exceeding the standard, it was too difficult to let it move in the hot weather of 33 degrees Celsius.

So when Fat Ding saw the owner coming, he stopped dancing and ran towards Han Xuan.

Han Xuan held a sea rabbit shell picked up in the sand in his hand, squatted down and picked up Fat Ding and put it on his shoulder, and asked it with a smile: "What can you do? I think it would be a good idea to write a script for you in the future and let you be the protagonist of the movie. What do you think?"

Fat Ding's ears shook, as if thinking about his master's question. After reaching the conclusion, he shook his big furry tail and meowed happily.

"Then let's make a decision. When you go to film a movie, I'll give you a few coconuts as compensation. It's very fair..."

Han Xuan bullied Fat Ding and did not count, so he tricked Fat Ding into making movies with an extremely low value.

The fat cat didn't notice that it was being cheated. In its opinion, it just watched movies that often appeared on TV. It could be easily solved.

After watching the pink dolphin, a young female tourist continued to lie on the beach, asking her boyfriend to untie the bra's buckle and lie down and sunbathe.

The White Tiger Obama was attracted by a bug and trotted along the way. He almost caught it several times, but was escaped by the bug.

At this time, the insect jumped to the young woman's plump and perky buttocks. Obama lowered his body and approached quietly. When he came to her, he slapped her ass with one paw on her butt, and his flesh shook like a wave, and his paws were deeply trapped in the soft buttocks.

The other party's sensitive part was attacked and thought it was his boyfriend who was doing something bad. When he turned his head and planned to scold him, he found that the protagonist of the Scarlet Hand was unexpectedly a little white tiger, covering his chest with one hand and touching it with interest.

Obama was attracted by this strange touch and found it very interesting. He gave up the idea of ​​chasing the bugs. He pressed her two claws on her butt, and the flesh waves shook out layer by layer.

The extremely hungry bodyguards nearby were envious and wanted to kick the little white tiger away and try it on their own...

Carrying the fish that I had shot earlier, I came to the restaurant in the middle of Pisces Island and asked the waiter to help make the ingredients into lunch.

Han Xuan found a place close to the window. Outside the window was a piece of coconut trees, and you could see the white sand beach and the endless sea.

Living in the Maldives and the United States is two completely different lives. You have to do nothing every day and just enjoy every day. It’s okay if you’re short of time, but you will feel bored if you stay for a long time.

During this period, Han Xuan wrote the second series of novels "The Legend of Pirates: Legend of Sea Beasts", but now there is no need to find anything to do.

Sitting at the dining table, I accompanied Mrs. Cecilia and talked about her experiences in Melbourne, Australia.

Johnny had the idea of ​​running away, but he followed Han Xuan's opinion and Baron Orwell would have to come a few days later.

So I managed to cope with the tension in my heart and wanted to take advantage of this period to cheat some money from Mrs. Cecilia first, then go far away and find a place to be free and easy.

He pulled open the chair and sat down, saying, "Sorry, my jet lag was not adjusted, I fell asleep in a daze on the bed. What are you talking about?"

Han Xuan replied: "It's nothing, let's go fishing in the afternoon, Mr. Johnny?"

"...Okay, I'll go with you after lunch."

At the same time.

In Oklahoma City, USA, it is only around three o'clock at night, and the lights on the side of the road are on, so you can't see a car passing by for several minutes.

The weather was a bit cold, and two Chevrolet cars were parked at the corner of the street. Sanchez was holding a telescope and observing the apartment on the third floor of the more than ten-story apartment building across the street, the lights were on.

Sanchez took a plane to Oklahoma City yesterday and had no time to rest. He directly took the personnel sent by Mr. Han and searched according to the clues provided by local residents after the reward was issued.

This building is the sixth suspicious location they searched for until now last night, and the first five have been confirmed as fake news.

According to the information, the news was provided by the landlord of the house. The old woman in her sixties swore that the person who rented her house was exactly the same as the wanted criminals posted on TV.

But I have a beard and don’t have a beard on TV. I just rented the house to him a week ago and would never admit my mistake.

According to the old woman's description, the other party used cash to pay and rented it for only one month. In Sanchez's opinion, this is one of the most credible news at present, provided that the old woman did not suffer from Alzheimer's disease.

He covered his mouth and dozed, turned his head from the passenger seat, and said to the strong men behind him who were sorting out their guns: "Today I will search for this last residence, and if I don't find it, go back to bed and continue tomorrow night.

As I said before, be careful, you are at the bottom of the building, and others follow me upstairs."

These people agreed in unanimously.

Bring a mask, stuffed it into the bag of the coat with a pistol, opened the car door and walked out, and there were eleven people in total.

After assigning the job, Sanchez led five people across the street and headed towards the apartment building. The old security guard at the door was sleeping, and the prepared police ID was no longer useful.

The words "Repairing is underway, use is suspended" were written at the elevator door. They climbed from the stairs to the third floor, took off their heavy coats and threw them in the corner of the wall, revealing all kinds of combat uniforms and bulletproof vests.

After each of them took out his helmets from his backpacks, he took out his pistol and put his footsteps lightly, and came to the door of Room 303.

There was a person holding a small thermal energy detector, and the scenes in the whole room were displayed in blue, green, red, yellow and other colors. There were two red and yellow human figures, one in the room and the other on the sofa in the living room.

Sanchez took out a small square mirror from his waist, stretched out a hand to indicate that he would not make a sound, stuffed the mirror through the crack of the door, and observed the scene inside the house.

There was no mechanism installed at the door. He raised three fingers and gestured to a black man holding a tool to hit the door.

When he clenched his fist, the man slammed the barrel-shaped tool in his hand towards the door. The other two kicked the door and fell down the entire door panel.

"Don't move, put your hands where I can see!"

Sanchez was the first to rush into the door and shouted... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!