After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant

Hearing Jin Siwen's ridicule, Luke raised his eyebrows and said calmly,

"The fork just fell on the floor."

And Wilder, who was eating French fries with a fork, almost choked to death.

So he's using waste?

Lukes: Self-awareness is relatively clear, which belongs to yes.

Looking at the food on the dinner plate in front of him, Cen Qing couldn't stop talking.

Fried fish, French fries, and a bowl of mushroom soup.

Proper western style lunch.

She wants to eat rice!

"There is a saying that the food here is really not that good. The batter for fried fish is so soft."

Jin Siwen complained while eating, with as much disgust as he wanted.

"Shock Island is 700 nautical miles away from the land, and a speedboat is enough."

Cen Qing raised his eyebrows at them, the intention of doing something was obvious.

But Lukes obviously disagreed, pointed to his neck, and said,

"Don't forget we are here, but there is a little cutie."

"Tsk, this is also a trouble."

Jin Siwen raised his arm, revealing the smart bracelet on his wrist.

"I think that one is the big trouble."

Cen Qing stopped eating and looked up at the man who had turned to face them.

Several people followed her gaze, but Lukes looked surprised.

"Hey, long time no see, old friend."

J waved to Lukes, kindly and affectionately.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if the location where the two of them were at this time could be ignored.

"I'm not really friends with you."

As if he was afraid of being contaminated with something, Lukes hastily distanced himself from it.

"Anyway, I used to be one of your employers, don't be too outsider."

J walked briskly, as if he was visiting a friend.

On the contrary, it made Cen Qing and others unable to deal with it.

Is this guy that smart?

One second I was thinking of teasing them, the next second I came to greet them kindly.

"employer?"

The other three looked at Lukes in unison, full of gossip.

Mentioning this, Lukes was also speechless.

Spreading his hands, leaning his back directly on the back of the chair, he said,

"He hired me and killed himself."

Is this the first time he has met this kind of request?

A few years ago, when he hadn't gained fame, in order to attract customers, he would kill people first and then give money.

J this wave, just want to whore his 'Kingslayer' bullet for nothing.

God damn it, the mention of 'King Slayer' made his heart hurt even more.

It is not suitable to travel today, as Huang Li said.

"How can you play so fancy?"

Jin Siwen put down his chopsticks and dragged his chin.

Compared with the fluffy fried fish, she is more interested in the J in front of her.

"Hmm, this beautiful blonde lady with a familiar face."

J jumped over and sat opposite Jin Siwen, looking at her with his chin propped up.

His deep blue eyes were filled with affection and tenderness.

It's like looking at a lover...

"Stay away from me, you smell like fried fish."

Jin Siwen backed away in disgust, she hated this smell now.

"Oh fine."

For beautiful people or things, he can always be a little more patient.

J moved back obediently, and asked curiously,

"By the way, what did this beautiful lady do to come in?"

A lesson can be learned from heaven and earth, he was really just curious.

Absolutely not out of any evil intentions.

"This question again? You are still as bold as ever."

Jin Siwen took a sip of the mushroom soup, his eyes full of admiration.

Is it really crazy, or is she not afraid of death, she likes to provoke her nerves so much.

But it really hasn't changed at all.

"Thank you for your compliment."

"So, will the beautiful lady tell me?"

J held his chin in his hands, Jin Siwen's figure was all reflected in his azure blue eyes.

And Lukes just wanted to remind her a few words, but was choked back by Jin Siwen's next words.

"Well, how should I put it, about ten years ago, I killed my parents."

When mentioning this experience, Jin Siwen's expression was flat.

This look of trying to remember the time is really crazy, just like the J in front of him.

"WOW, what a coincidence, me too!"

J's eyes widened, and he looked so excited that he almost jumped up and danced.

"But I only killed my mother."

He added with a regretful expression.

"It's cool and exciting, isn't it?"

Jin Siwen looked at him, and his interest in him was even more obvious.

"I think we would be the best partners."

J suddenly leaned in front of Jin Siwen, with a wider smile on his lips.

It's like rediscovering some treasure.

Cen Qing: ...

Large-scale patient exchange meeting.

She seemed to know why King Siwen appeared in Arkham Asylum.

It's not appropriate not to send it in!

"Speaking of business, are you going out?"

J stretched lazily.

The thin prison uniform creases with his movements.

But he was quickly smoothed by his hands.

"You want to escape from prison."

This time Lukes directly used an affirmative sentence.

He knew that such a crazy person would not be able to lock him up on Shutter Island.

But he was still more curious about how J would escape from here?

"No way, the food is too bad, I want to eat a piece of wagyu and they can't do it."

J spread his hands helplessly, then snapped his fingers briskly.

I saw seven or eight strong men coming down from the third floor of the corridor, densely covered with tattoos, looking fierce.

And behind them were prison guards who were tied up.

Cen Qing raised his eyebrows, feeling that all these prison guards are here.

"I agree with this, the food is really bad."

After poking the French fries and fried fish on the dinner plate, Jin Siwen was even more disgusted.

The other three people had shocked faces: did they defect so quickly?

Seeing Cen Qing and the others with betrayed expressions on their faces, Jin Siwen quickly raised his hands and said innocently,

"I'm just expressing my anger, but we are still a team."

The prison guards were shoved in front of J by a strong man in a large prison uniform behind him.

"I told you a long time ago, don't take it lightly, but you just don't listen."

J patted the prison guard's face, then drew the revolver from his waist and pressed it to his forehead.

After pausing for a few seconds, J seemed to think of something and asked,

"This doesn't seem to be the warden."

What's the point of dealing with the little ones? If you want to play, you still have to play big.

The strong man pulled out the warden who kept shrinking back.

"Well, this face of yours is much more familiar to me."

Pulling out the bullets in the revolver one by one, J smiled politely and kindly,

"I hate violence to solve problems, so let's play a game."

Licking the corners of his chapped lips, J showed a long-lost excited gaze.

"What game?"

The warden was stuttering, but watching him dismantle the bullet, he knew it all in his heart.

But still want to struggle again.

But obviously, J didn't give him this chance.