I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 133: Foreign objects in the mountains and forests

"You have reported it. The Bureau of Investigation is not 100% confiscated. As long as you have the ability to control pets, the Bureau of Investigation may not accept pets and let you raise them." Found one day?"

"As long as you don't talk about this kind of thing, I'm not afraid." Nie Bochao shook his head and took out his phone to take a photo.

These spectacles must be photographed.

After taking a few shots, backpacker Nie Bochao found that the big bird was coming over.

Then the backpacker saw the big white-haired yellow-sand bird as if frightened, and quickly descended.

"What's the matter, got hurt and fell?" the three backpackers murmured, and then quickly ran over there.

In fact, the big bird was frightened. In its eyes, people were all evil gods. When the attention of the three human evil gods was on it, the white sugar panicked and slid back to Kemeng.

Kemeng was still photographing the sand on the grass, thinking that the white sugar was tired, so he didn't say anything.

The glutinous rice **** continue to play with the mobile phone, and the mute is cancelled, and the sound is moderate.

The white sugar was sweating profusely, and three evil gods saw it, but it should be fine, after all, the owner is also a evil god.

It's extremely courageous, it doesn't even dare to talk to its owner, while the glutinous rice **** are addicted to pesticides, and the white sugar does not dare to disturb it, so these words are kept silent in their hearts.

After a few minutes, Kemeng finished shooting.

Sizzle.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the jungle, and the sharp-hearing glutinous rice **** separated a part of their minds to observe the forest, and immediately saw the three humans who had just emerged.

The three backpackers also happened to see Kemeng, the large plush golden ball behind Kemeng, and a large white eagle.

"What's the situation?"

"Someone?"

"No, didn't you see, that fur ball is playing on the phone?"

Nie Bochao heard the cue from his companion and immediately looked at Mao Qiu.

A few dog hairs **** with a capacitor pen to play games, move very fast, it is alive, not a dead thing.

The big white bird retracted its head into its wings, like a turtle with its head retracted.

At this moment, Kemeng heard the three people talking to themselves, looked up and saw the three strangers, his expression was astonished.

There are people in this kind of place.

But seeing the other party carrying a professional outdoor sports backpack, and wearing off-road shoes, it is estimated that it is a wild survival enthusiast?

Kemen patted the camera in his hand with the end of the scarf, and the camera disappeared out of thin air.

The three of them were a little bit courageous at first, but when they saw the camera disappear from Kemeng's hands, they immediately lost their guts.

"Then what, we just passed by, haha...you go on, we don't disturb you." Nie Bochao smiled and immediately retreated.

There is no special item on hand, seeing someone else has a special item, and two strange pets standing next to him, saying that it is impossible not to be afraid.

The three slowly retreated two hundred meters, until the bushes lost sight of both parties, and they were relieved to see that the other party did not chase them.

"Who is he who has so many special items?"

"This is the first time I saw a special item in reality. Did you two see it? The camera disappeared and disappeared instantly. It's amazing!"

Nie Bochao said, his eyes were a little red, and he was envious, but he couldn't get it.

The three went all the way and returned to the original climbing route.

The original plan of Bochao Nie was to find a mountain in the outskirts of Whale Market, camp in the wild, and experience the feeling of survival in the wild.

Of course, it's not the kind of survival that goes through wood and fire, but simply feels the atmosphere of camping outdoors.

But Nie Bochao is thinking about that white-haired bird now, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

The white feathers, pure and flawless, are absolutely precious.

What's more, it can also drop sand, and it can become a landscape at home.

Nie Bochao thought all the way, not paying attention to what the two companions were talking about.

It's getting late, and the sun is about to set.

While there was still sunlight, the two of them found a flat ground to lay a tent on the mountain, then collected wood and lit the firewood with a lighter.

Nie Bochao has nothing to do, thinking about the bird in his heart, not getting it, so annoying.

"I'm going to find game, you guys stay here and don't move, wait for me to come back." Nie Bochao said.

"Sure," the companion said.

Nie Bochao walked alone in the bushes, talking about looking for game, but in fact he was still thinking about the bird.

However, the man with the scarf doesn't look like an ordinary person at first glance. It is impossible for an ordinary person to **** him.

Why does someone else have so many things, he doesn't?

Nie Bochao was a little stunned to think, but didn't notice the rustling in his ears.

Sizzle.

The strange sound seems to be the turf rubbing against the rough surface, making an unpleasant sound.

Nie Bochao looked over subconsciously and saw a pair of red eyes, blinking on the treetops.

The sun went down, and the night came first.

"Ah--"

Suddenly there was a man's cry from the mountain.

The two climbers heard the call, looked at each other, and immediately took out their phones and dialed Nie Bochao's.

Beep toot.

After tens of seconds.

"The call you made is temporarily unanswered..."

The two climbers were a little panicked. This is a wilderness, and generally there will be no accidents. Once an accident occurs, it is very difficult to deal with it.

"It's over, it won't happen, right."

"Anyway, call the police first." The companion said with an ugly face.

……

Kemeng drove the car slowly towards the whale market.

Two hours ago, the appearance of three climbers made Kemeng a little confused, but Kemeng had no other ideas at the time.

If you see it, you can see it. Anyway, white sugar is the protagonist of the next video. It doesn't matter if you are seen by passers-by.

Kemeng went home after shooting the material, not knowing that the climber was killed in the mountain.

As soon as he drove to the toll booth, Kemon saw four police cars speeding away, and he didn't know where the police happened.

Kemeng went home for dinner~IndoMTL.com~Cut the material and upload the sand sculpture video.

The uploaded video has passed in seconds, so there is no need to queue for review.

For the second time, Kemeng experienced this zero-wait review speed and felt very comfortable.

Send the video link to the fan group at will, and then everyone.

"Everyone, the new video has been posted. This time it is a real sand sculpture evaluation."

Like tired connotation Duanzi TV: "Don't do special evaluation science popularization?"

The new cute weak chicken: "It won't be the evaluation of that new pet, right?"

A salted fish that can only hit 666: "I'm watching it, the bird raised by the group owner is so big."

How about this name: "???"

It doesn't matter whether it is big or not, it's just that the group of friends have more question marks.

Kemeng is also drunk, so he can drive anything.