Longmen Catcher Moffett

"I'm here." A voice suddenly came from under Dexas' feet, which made Dexas jump up immediately.

Turning over, Texas landed next to Angel Neng, only to realize that it wasn't the side of the car that he stepped on just now, but Malphite's broad back.

"I'm sorry Mr. Moffett." Even Texas, who had always been calm and composed, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment. It's nothing to step on someone's spine when they first met...Although Moffett has no spine.

"It's okay." The stone man waved his hand. Anyway, he also saw the safety pants of Texas, so there was nothing to lose.

Hanpi cheerfully reached out and took out a sweet potato from behind and handed it to Texas.

"Isn't it sweet potato?"

then.

"Ba ha ha ha ha..."

"Ba ha ha ha ha..."

"Can Angel, haven't you finished eating with Texas? What are you going to grab?" Miss Croissant looked at Cha Cha's exuberant Can Angel with a scornful face while holding a sweet potato in her mouth.

"Shut up, you bread man." Swallowing the sweet potato in his mouth, he can make an expression on his face that you are a traitor.

My cheeks hurt from chewing compressed biscuits where Texas and I are, and you are stealing them here!

Thinking of the hard biscuits and the deadly salty luncheon meat that she swallowed with clenched teeth, Miss Applepai became very angry.

"I left you the biggest piece of luncheon meat in vain, and you didn't call me for stealing sweet potatoes here! You're a scumbag!" Peeling off the skin of a small sweet potato, the energy angel stuffed it into his mouth, exclaiming Breathing the heat, he accused Miss Breadman of not being meaningful enough.

"That's because you don't eat fat, okay? Don't think I don't know!" Croissant retorted loudly, while throwing the eaten sweet potato skins into the truck. These things are also the food of Origin Stone worms, so there is no need Just take it away and discard it on the spot.

"Hey, hey." Texas ate sweet potatoes while looking at Malphite who was roasting sweet potatoes with a bellows, but didn't say a word.

After a noisy meal, the croissants made the two Penguin logistics couriers who ate more than four catties of sweet potatoes together lie in the truck and belch contentedly with the taste of sweet potatoes.

"By the way, Uncle Moffitt, you are really good at baking sweet potatoes." The cheerful and capable angel can easily get acquainted with a person.

"It's really the best baked sweet potato I've ever eaten." Miss Breadman agreed.There are not many things that can be burned in the wasteland of the Terra world, so things like roasting sweet potatoes are still very luxurious. Those low bushes and hay are not enough for heating, how can they be used for cooking, so I can make them come out to top Mostly, I use Originium liquefied gas to boil some hot water for tea, and I have to save it.

But I didn't expect that the unattractive Sarkaz man in the truck could breathe fire and roast sweet potatoes.

"Ah, it's finally a pleasant thing to come out this time."

Jumping out of the car, the energy-gathering ring on his head became much brighter after he was full, and the energy angel was very happy.So many long-distance land missions, this time is actually the best food.Although it's just a pile of sweet potatoes, it's hot!

And it tastes better than any baked sweet potato I've ever eaten!

After the meal, the trio planned to take turns to watch the night and take a rest on the wasteland.Fatigue driving is very deadly in the world of Terra. You don't know if you will be robbed by wandering gangsters, plus craters, puddles and rifts that appear due to natural disasters.If you don't do it well, you will die without a whole body.

"So I will keep vigil first, then Neng Angel, and finally Croissant. That's it." After arranging the vigil process, just as Texas was about to take out the bench and sit in front of the car, Moffitt stepped out of the car. Jumped down from behind.

The truck trembled.

"Count me in."

Chapter 1

Chapter 13 Ghost Rider

"Ah, I'm so sleepy." Neng Tian, ​​who was holding the gun, yawned, it was already late at night.There was only death-like silence in the dark surroundings, and the fire with little fuel in front of it had been burned out, and the embers were emitting a faint red light.

In fact, Croissant was supposed to be the last vigilante, but because Miss Breadman, who was greedy and ate a few more sweet potatoes, was a little full, she had to discuss it with Angel Neng and went to bed early.

So the last shift was guarded by Malphite and the Archangel.

"Uncle Moffett, aren't you sleepy?" Looking at the upright Moffitt sitting beside him, Angel was a little envious.As expected of a reliable adult demon, it has been six hours since the beginning, this mountain-like giant Sarkaz man is still sitting as straight as a Kalan mountain, without any fatigue at all.Even her breathing has never been disturbed, and her eyes are always sparkling.

No wonder the first lady of Longmen, Princess Wenyue, would appoint him. Uncle Murphy must also hold an important position in the Longmen Guard Bureau.Such an uncle as a travel partner really feels safe.Looking at Malphite's burly figure of more than three meters tall, I can't think about it.At first, I thought that those who grow up like this are the kind of cold-blooded macho who kills without blinking an eye, with the kind of violent temper that will collapse the earth as soon as he raises his hand.

However, this Uncle Sarkaz was unexpectedly easy to get along with, and he didn't make any noise from the beginning to the end. He asked himself to eat sweet potatoes, and even asked for a night watch.

There is no way to keep customers on vigil when they are away from home. As a messenger of Penguin Logistics, Neng Angel also has a lot of combat experience and escort experience, but it is the first time I have seen such a talkative customer.

No bullshit (actually dare not say)

Be kind (actually trying to be a licking dog but acting badly)

Calm and calm (actually unresponsive)

What a reliable middle-aged man.

Um?Why a middle-aged man? Do you think the voice of the stone man sounds like a young man?

"I've had enough sleep." A thunderous voice came out of Malphite's big mouth, and Malphite was bored now.

The wife of the paper man did see it, but the problem is that you can't communicate with them openly, and there is no entertainment in such a huge wasteland.In the past, Malphite would either listen to the braggarts on the pier, or sell roasted sweet potatoes opposite the Guards Bureau and chat with the Guards Bureau operatives who came to buy sweet potatoes.

But the vigil is very painful. Although there is a young and beautiful producer's wife sitting next to him, Malphite, who has been single solo for decades in his previous life, is really not good at communicating with women.

Ansuo was raised as a daughter.

Hoshiguma is a buddy.

These two are completely different from the energy angel who is surrounded by sleepiness and his face is full of tiredness!

In fact, Malphite had originally brought all kinds of snacks to get along with the little girls, but on the way, because the truck bumped back and forth, all of them were broken.There was no way, in order not to dirty the truck body, Moffitt could only throw away all the snacks, and in the end all that was left was his own two hundred catties of sweet potatoes.

Besides, I still have things to do when I get down...

Maintaining a sitting posture that is as stable as Mount Tai, the data-based body that does not get tired allows Malphite to always maintain a straight sitting posture.