The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 86: Tea Competition Selection (Seeking monthly tickets and follow-up reading)
Being tailed by Mr. Fuli and the King Cobra, Old Chen, the village chief, was in a bad mood.

Master Fuli used to be a gangster in the north. The big snake that could follow Master Fuli was
Lao Chen felt that even though it was black, it might belong to the Willow Fairy among the Five Fairies.

"What am I doing downtown so late at night? Gaofeng Consulting has closed down, so I just happened to need your phone."

Ansheng moaned, put the black thing she was holding high into Lao Chen's yard, and ran to the table very familiarly, wanting to borrow Lao Chen's mobile phone.

"Fu"

The king cobra landed on the ground, stretched out its body, and a relaxed expression could be clearly seen on its square face.

Even though it does not need to exert force to strangle the metal parts on the tip of the tail, it still needs to exert force to maintain the coiling of its huge snake body.

The king cobra was almost exhausted.

After landing, the king cobra naturally ran to the fish pond in Lao Chen's yard to drink fish soup.

"Ding--"

As the king cobra relaxed its body, a snake stretched across the east and west sides of the courtyard, and Old Chen's pupils trembled.

Then, when Old Chen saw the metal parts that King Cobra had dropped on the ground, his face turned pale, and he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Master Fu Fu Li, where did you get that short-stroke piston transmission rod? This thing is a death sentence if it's exposed to the light!"

This time, Lao Chen's face turned really pale, and he looked at the metal gas cylinder on the ground with horror.

Old Chen has always known that Master Fuli from Changxi Town plays big.

From firearms to large flying pig feet.

But Old Chen never expected that Master Fuli from Changxi Town could get an automatic rifle!
Short stroke piston drive rod!

This thing is the most critical and important accessory in an automatic rifle. With this thing, the rifle can keep firing non-stop.

Without this thing, no matter what rifle it is, you can only pull the bolt once per shot.

Among them, the short-stroke piston transmission rod has the highest shooting accuracy.

Simply put, whoever picks up this thing, as long as they have a little basic knowledge of mechanical processing, can quietly make a durable fully automatic rifle with their own hands.

Old Chen knew this thing, but it was precisely because he knew it that his face turned pale.

This thing is not a box gun, those old antique things from World War II.

"you know?"

An Sheng, who had just picked up his phone and hadn't even opened the image recognition software, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Lao Chen's reaction so big that he fell to the ground with a pale face and lips.

It’s a pity that Lao Chen couldn’t understand the fox’s cries.

Old Chen said with a bitter face, "Master Fuli, although you are all national security animals, you can't go against the criminal law! Automatic rifles are not allowed to be used. If you touch them, the people who come after you are not the Public Security Bureau, but the Anti-Terrorism Bureau."

"Where did you steal it? Return it to the owner immediately!"

"This is going to be a huge deal! I'm going to add Yu Zhenghong's name to the village tea competition list right now. Let's all do something honest."

There are only two places in the entire Xiadong area where you can get that thing.

Old Chen didn't want to know how the powerful Mr. Fuli managed to climb over the factory or camp and get into other people's warehouse to steal things.

He really just wants to live off a pension and doesn't have any big ambitions.

Before Lao Chen finished speaking, a small wish appeared on Ansheng's wish list.

"My Lord Fuli! I beg you to relinquish your magical powers and quickly return the most important accessory for the automatic rifle! Don't throw it in my house! If the news gets out, my pension will be gone!" — The moment he saw the gas guide, Old Chen was terrified, as if he saw his pension running away.

[Wish granted: Keep his pension.]

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After An Sheng finished reading the wish list, his eyes widened and he looked at the metal parts on the ground in disbelief.

"Holy crap! Automatic rifle accessories? I wouldn't even dare to click on an automatic rifle at the shooting range!"

When Ansheng learned the purpose of the metal parts, the whole fox was stunned and stood there with a stunned expression.

"Hei Si, stop eating Lao Chen's fish, and go!" The moment An Sheng came to his senses, he ignored him and looked at Lao Chen, who was massaging his shoulders and legs and advising him to change his career and do legitimate business. He quickly called Hei Si to go out.

"Fu"

The king cobra was stunned, raised its tail, rolled up the metal parts on the ground and followed Ansheng.

Old Chen ran to the door, looked around, closed the gate to the courtyard, and quickly got into bed and covered himself with the quilt.

What happened tonight was too exciting for an old man like him.

Old Chen is afraid that for a period of time, he will not dare to cool off in his own yard, and he is not afraid that the air conditioner will break down.

Even considering the Wildlife Protection Act, Mr. Fuli's ways are still very wild.
Old Chen was really afraid that one day while he was sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air, he would see Master Fuli driving a tank across the road in front of his house, or carrying an RPG.

…………

The little fox who had left Old Chen's house came to the self-built house rented by Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao.

An Sheng was very polite and knocked on their door.

Soon, Su Qiyuan arrived at the door, pushed it open, swallowed his saliva, pretended to be surprised and said, "Hey! It's a little fox!"

however.

When Su Qiyuan looked over, he saw the dominant spirit beast fox rolling its eyes.

The contempt and disgust are truly visible to the naked eye.

"Hey!"

An Sheng pulled the black man over with a serious face, took out the metal parts he had picked up, and threw them in front of Su Qiyuan.

Su Qiyuan looked over subconsciously, and seemed to recognize what the fox had brought, his eyes widened.

"Hey!"

The little fox had a serious look on his face and patted the metal parts to point in the direction of the uphill mountain.

then.

The little fox pointed at Su Qiyuan, then raised his hand and pointed at the six-meter-long king cobra beside him.

An Sheng moaned to Hei Si again, patted the metal parts in front of him, pointed at Su Qiyuan, and pointed in the direction of the uphill mountain.

"Fu"

The king cobra was a little confused, but seemed to understand what the fox meant. It seemed to be saying, let him take the trouble to bring the person in front of him over?
The king cobra pondered and nodded slightly.

"Hey!"

Ansheng patted his butt and turned away without even a trace of reluctance.

After the fox hurried home.

Su Qiyuan and the king cobra in front of the door looked at each other. The king cobra tilted its head outward, signaling Su Qiyuan to follow.

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Su Qiyuan picked up the air guide in silence, then raised his hand to Bai Tao on the second floor, made a gesture, and followed the thick king cobra out the door.

One after another, drones took off from the roof and followed Su Qiyuan in the high-altitude area.

Bai Tao made a phone call, and a group of colleagues who were not members of the forest ranger team headed towards Su Qiyuan.

Just walking and walking.

The king cobra that was originally leading the way in front somehow climbed onto Su Qiyuan, hung on his body, and pointed the direction to Su Qiyuan through the arrow on its head.

What a fat snake! Su Qiyuan secretly complained in his heart when he dreamed of weight-bearing training.

…………

"Is Xiao An back?"

Yu Xueqing was lying on the bed. She had just turned off her cell phone and was about to go to sleep when she heard a moan outside the door and asked.

"嘤嘤."

The little fox came back with a dark face, sat on the edge of the bed, and made some moans, as if he was saying something.

Ah Qing! From now on, when you see a black guy like you, don't be polite. Just take out your new energy fishing rod and electrocute him to death!

Just electrocute it and turn it into an eel. I'll run to the kitchen and prepare two plates of salt and pepper snake slices for you later.

That black bastard who deserves to be slapped by a fox! Take me to play with shit!

"Oh right! I just saw on the village chief's desk that this year's tea competition has begun. Doesn't our family own the tea fields on Shangpo Mountain? Do you want to give it a try? After all, the tea produced in our tea fields is also a famous drink."

After cursing the black guy who took him to play with shit, An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing and asked.

The tea-fighting competition in the Xiadong area is very grand.

The outcome will be decided from the village, county, city to provincial level.

By the time the grand prize is announced, it is already November. Winners who win before that can participate in the international tea-fighting competition jointly held by both sides of the Taiwan Strait in December.

Ansheng just saw that all the contestants from Changxi Town were registered on Lao Chen’s desk.

Um! ?

Speaking of the tea-fighting competition, An Sheng seemed to be stunned suddenly as if he thought of something.

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)