Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Whose Kid Is This Unlucky

The mutated panda grabbed the bicycle tightly, not letting Bai Yifan escape.

What a joke.

The bamboo shoots were already eaten, how could it miss this chance to extort!

Whether Bai Yifan had bamboo shoots or not, it didn’t know,

but it knew that Bai Yifan had the scent of that human, and that human had lots and lots of bamboo shoots.

If it really couldn’t, it could get that unlucky human to redeem him!

It didn’t mind the trouble at all!

After all, it had a bunch of fools who only knew how to eat bamboo to take care of!

“Hey big bro, my mom is calling me for dinner, I have to go back quickly.”

Bai Yifan stood up and pedaled furiously.

The bicycle remained motionless.

What a joke, now that a method to extort bamboo shoots was found, how could it easily let go?

Bai Yifan turned his head and looked at the massive body of the mutated panda, on the brink of tears.

He seemed like he hadn’t offended the panda, right?

Why wouldn’t it let him go!

The mutated panda looked stupidly at Bai Yifan, this unlucky human had legs and could run.

Can’t let the bamboo shoots run away.

The mutated panda dumbfoundedly stretched out its heavy paw, directly picking Bai Yifan up, hugging him tightly with one chubby arm.

Absolutely can’t let the bamboo shoots run away!

“Big bro? We can talk this out, did I offend you somehow?” Bai Yifan awkwardly pulled a smile.

This time, he was truly going to cry.

What on earth did he do to deserve this?

The Little Bun hung on the back of the mutated panda, with a sly smile on its soft and cute face.

More fresh bamboo shoots to eat!

The mutated panda held Bai Yifan tightly with one chubby paw, grabbed the bicycle with the other, and carried it on its shoulder.

Then, it started walking towards the zoo.

Its huge body walked very lightheartedly, even bouncing a few times.

Surprisingly nimble for a chubby figure.

“Wow! Isn’t that Kung Fu Panda!”

Uncle Wang saw the massive panda from a distance, nudging Bai Zhengxuan who was sitting beside him with his elbow.

Bai Zhengxuan stretched lazily, lying on the windshield looking outside.

“That’s the nimble chubby one. Hey, it’s carrying a lot of stuff, a little panda, a bicycle, and an unlucky kid.” Bai Zhengxuan squinted his eyes at the mutated panda, “Whose kid is so unlucky?”

The mutated panda could take out a high-rank mutated water python, it’s formidable. The kid caught by the panda is really unlucky!

“… That seems to be your unlucky kid!”

Uncle Liu’s vision was sharp, and after seeing the unlucky kid the panda was holding, his mouth twitched hard.

“What?”

Bai Zhengxuan rubbed his eyes, staring hard at the unlucky kid in the arms of the mutated panda.

Goodness, that kid really looked like his grandson!

“Xiao Fan really knows how to play!” Bai Zhengxuan rubbed his temples, “At this time, why is he still playing outside! And why is he playing with Kung Fu Panda! Has he gone crazy watching cartoons?”

In Bai Zhengxuan’s mind, everyone in his family was very strong, so such an awkward scene was unlikely to happen.

The only truth was—Bai Yifan was playing too much and forgot to come home.

After all, Bai Yifan always loved pretty, fluffy things.

Uncle Liu: …

This TM is playing?

Clearly, it’s being kidnapped, alright!

“Old Wang, hit the gas.”

Uncle Liu rolled his eyes, directly instructing Uncle Wang.

“Why hit the gas? Xiao Fan looks quite happy playing! Look, he’s laughing so much he’s crying!”

Uncle Wang looked puzzled.

But his feet reacted faster than his head, and he floored the gas pedal, the green trash truck roared like a beast charging at the mutated panda.

The mutated panda stood there dumbfoundedly, with no intention of dodging.

It seemed, again, there was something to do?

“Old Wang, are you crazy! Stop the car! Xiao Fan is still in Kung Fu Panda’s arms!”

Uncle Liu shouted.

I asked you to hit the gas to rush over and rescue him, not crash into the panda!

It’s true that Bai Yifan has Gold Ability, but the green trash truck was reinforced by Uncle Wang countless times,

if he crashes, that kid might just log off!

“Sorry, I’m used to it!”

Uncle Wang scratched the back of his head and decisively hit the brakes again.

Used to crashing into people, zombies, so braking was slightly less familiar.

The tires of the trash truck screeched harshly against the ground.

The trash truck barely stopped in front of the mutated panda without hitting it.

At this moment, the distance between the trash truck and the mutated panda was only five centimeters.

The distance to Bai Yifan’s head was 0.01 centimeters.

Bai Yifan could even see his grandfather’s white hair and the wrinkles all over his face with his own eyes.

If his grandfather didn’t smile, the wrinkles might be a bit less.

“Awesome, Old Wang! You even had time to brake at such a close distance!”

Bai Zhengxuan laughed happily, waving his hand at Bai Yifan just outside the windshield.

Consider it a greeting.

Bai Yifan: …

He suspected he wasn’t biological, but he had no evidence.

The mutated panda maintained its dumbfounded look, not moving an inch.

Suddenly, the mutated panda took a deep breath.

A smile appeared on its dumbfounded face.

Great, the people inside also had the scent of that rich person with many bamboo shoots.

The mutated panda placed the bicycle from its shoulder onto the ground, then grabbed the little bun on its back and tossed it towards the trash truck.

Go, go!

Go earn some bamboo shoots!

The little bun’s eyes instantly welled up, it felt greasy now, being almost polished like jade by that young boy!

The little bun pouted, hop-hopped off the green trash truck, and scurried back onto the mutated panda’s back.

It didn’t want to operate anymore!

The fur was all tangled!

The mutated panda sighed a little imperceptibly.

If only it had brought two fools out!

No choice, it had to go into battle in person!

The mutated panda walked a couple of steps adorably, suddenly thinking of something, it turned back to look at the little bun hanging on its body.

The little bun’s previously fluffy fur now seemed greasy, as if it hadn’t been groomed in years.

The mutated panda paused, glanced at the three old men in the green trash truck.

If one youngster could be polished smooth, three old men were even more formidable!

Forget it, skipping the formalities!

Directly extortion time!

No choice, too many fools at home, eat too much, faces had to be thick.

Half an hour later.

Bai Yifan and the shabby bicycle were thrown into the garbage compartment at the back of the green trash truck.

The three old men silently shrank in the driver’s cab, speechless.

The green trash truck slowly ran towards the zoo.

Uncle Wang didn’t step on the gas, the truck still leading.

A massive panda pushed from behind the green trash truck, making pretty decent speed.

The senior trio, who had run rampant, fearless even when chased by a bunch of zombies,

held the bully status at the Fire Phoenix Safety Base.

Now, the three old men quietly shrank inside the green trash truck’s driver’s cab.

Not daring to say a word.

The once vibrant green bracelets on Bai Zhengxuan and Uncle Liu’s wrists looked slightly wilted.

Oh well, they were done for this time!

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