The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 994 Everyone is a family, cooperation and win-win
After Sri An promised a bunch of conditions in grief, Qin Zhengda nodded sympathetically.

He said with a smile, "We are all friends. It would be best if you help me and I will help you. Mr. Sirian, don't you think so?"

It's you bastard!

face!

"Mr. Qin is right."

Sirian squeezed out the words word by word from between his teeth.

Qin Zheng had no doubt that if he was in front of him, this guy would swallow him alive.

"We are happy to cooperate."

Sirian: Huh.

Less than half a minute after hanging up the phone, the door of Qin's residence opened slowly.

Lian Feng squatted lazily on the ground, holding a bowl of the freshest meat in his hand, "Chuxue, dinner is ready."

Chuxue didn't even glance at him.

Still maintaining the attitude of the king of beasts looking down on the world.

Lian Feng's heart was about to break: every time he tried to coax the big cat, it took all his strength.

Afraid that this little ancestor would be unsatisfactory in any way, he took a sip for himself.

"First snow?"

"Xuexue?"

"Xiao Xueer?"

Lian Feng desperately ran to Chuxue with Darou in his arms, "Baby?"

Chuxue moved her big ears, raised her paws—and knocked them down.

Humph, stupid Twolegs.

It moved back slowly, growling.

"Meow~"

A milky cat came out of the bushes behind the first snow, and arched the neck of the big tiger with its small head, "Meow~"

The tiger stood up slowly, walked gracefully into the Qin residence with the kitten in its mouth.

Leaving Lian Feng still lying on the ground...! ! !
Why do I still have to be shown affection by two cats!
Sri An and others who witnessed the whole process...

Ellis: "So... this tiger is raised by the Qin family?"

Thinking of the terms he agreed to just now, Sri'an twitched in pain: "Qin Zheng, you bastard!"

"I fought with you!"

Silian only felt the anger in his chest rushing to the top of his head, his face turned blue, he pushed open the car door, and rushed into Qin's mansion aggressively.

"Sirian—you don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Ellis and his assistant, who got out of the car, suddenly called out nervously, motioning for Sirian not to move.

"what happened again?!"

Ellis and his deputy swallowed nervously, their hands were still in the air, and before they could speak, Sirian heard a cool and leisurely voice from above his head, "Look at both sides of you."

On the top of the wall, the young man stood sideways, with his arms crossed over his chest, his posture flamboyant.

There was a misty smile on the thin lips, his handsome face was like an ancient painting, he stood there lazily, like a nobleman who came out of a cartoon.

It's just that now, Sirian doesn't have the heart to see Yantao.

A dozen snakes crawled out of the bushes on both sides of the street rustling.

There are various types.

Highly toxic, non-toxic.

The cobra closest to Sirian was hissing and spitting out a message, staring at him coldly with triangular eyes.

The snake's head was raised slightly, and it was already in an attacking posture.

Yan Tao didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he said slowly, "I forgot to tell you, it takes more than an hour's drive from here to the nearest hospital. Counting traffic jams and so on, this snake will directly kill you." I can take you home."

Sirian's whole body froze, and under the direct threat of his life, his formerly flexible mind was completely motionless at this moment.

And the snake in the bushes was still crawling out.

(End of this chapter)