Chapter 01 Can't Find What He Wants

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——The long quiet night, the moonlight sporadically, the hunter set up the trap, followed the set route step by step, sprinkled the feed, will that stupid rabbit be caught?

In the past few days in Jiang City, the Alien Association has received a lot of bizarre cases, most likely at the end of the year in order to boost their performance. Even the boring incident of wild cats turning into people who go up trees to pick neighbors' apples and eat them can receive complaints. Telephone.

Right now, on a deserted road, in a small supermarket.

"Sir..." The little antelope shouted weakly, with a look of horror on its face.

The duiker himself didn't know why such a group of people suddenly broke in in the middle of the night, claiming that there would be dangerous elements passing by and that they would be arrested.

"Shut up, don't scream, what if you'll be heard?!" The man who spoke was tall, with chunks of muscles on his arms, leaning against a pile of colorful lollipop shelves, mouth Still holding one.

This posture, not like eating candy, but sipping on an unburned cigarette end.

After all, the duiker is a carnivore, and after being murdered, it stays in place and dares not move.

The wall clock ticked the signal of two o'clock, and at the end of the road passed a black modified motorcycle, roaring and galloping from the end of the distant road, as fast as an Asian cheetah running fast. .

A sharp tire rubbing sound came to an abrupt end in front of the snack shop, and as soon as the automatic door opened, a strong mixed smell of e-juice came in.

"Come and pack a cigarette." It was a cheetah alien who came in, wearing a black vest, showing strong abdominal muscles, it could be seen that it was not easy to mess with.

The eyes of the officers pretending to be resting in the supermarket faintly glowed red, and a layer of ready-to-do signal appeared in their eyes. Although they are ordinary humans, they are strong and burly enough to not be afraid of these aliens at all.

But in the end nothing happened, the cigarettes were collected, the money was paid, and the cheetah left without looking back.

"It doesn't seem to be him, just keep waiting."

But as soon as the voice fell, a small episode occurred. Just as the automatic door was about to close after the cheetah left, a bouncing figure broke in. Everyone's attention was distracted by the cheetah, and no one cared where the little guy came from.

A hint of sweet fragrance overflowed, and the taste seemed to be in a large jar of sweet and greasy honey water, and half a spoonful of sweet milk was added.

It can even cover up the pungent oil smoke smell at once.

The visitor is slender, wearing a light pink plush pajamas, and the small half of his legs are crisp. He took off the hat on the top of his head and whispered: "It's so cold..."

The white soft short hair fluttered softly in the wind, and a fluffy pink bunny ear bounced off the shackles, like a naughty jelly.

The rabbit was quite annoyed and reached out and rubbed it, smoothing out the messy little fluff on it.

But when he sucked the reddish nose of the rabbit, he saw the group of humans in the rest area in a blink of an eye, and the rabbit's ears popped up instantly, and looked at the group of people vigilantly.

It turned out to be a rabbit, soft and weak. What's special is that the rabbit only has one ear, and if you pinch it a little, maybe the remaining one ear will be so fragile that it will be broken directly.

"..."

"..."

Seeing each other without a word, the rabbit was very uneasy. He took a few steps back and wrapped his arms around him in fear. When he found that these humans had been staring at his ears, the slightly trembling rabbit ears were half drooped, habitually. cover on the other side of the head.

This kind of action is tantamount to showing that this rabbit is very concerned about his disabled rabbit ears.

"Mr. Rabbit, what do you want to buy?" The duiker made a sound out of the unadorned stares of the bunch of stinky humans.

The rabbit was already red-eyed, like instinct, he took a few breaths of fresh air anxiously, and jumped in the direction of the duiker, his voice was milky, "I'm hungry..."

Then he took out a little carrot gold coins in his pocket, "What can these buy?"

The rabbit added again, "Anything will do, I'm so hungry..."

The rabbit is too small. Such a small one is less than 80% of the height of the shelf. If it is placed in the suburbs, it may become the ration of many beasts.

The hunting fangs can pierce this thin body in one breath, and the rabbit will not support it for a few seconds, and it will be held down by powerful predators, divided into food, and become the plate of those undisciplined aliens. The most delicious and tender taste.

Naturally, so do humans.

Therefore, in the middle of the night, only if you are really hungry, will such a little milk rabbit gather the courage to come in and buy something to eat with strangers.

The little rabbit vaguely heard the words "spicy rabbit head" that the humans were still talking about, and his lips almost lost their blood color like ice water.

Seeing this, the duiker didn't accept the small pile of carrot gold coins, but directly scooped a few spoons of Oden for the rabbit.

"Is there any rabbit food?" The rabbit was silent for a while, then said, "The one with mint grass."

"Sorry, there's none here, there are biscuits, can I make do with it?"

Rabbit shook his head, looking frustrated.

The bunch of humans had been staring at him since he came in, and he felt irritable and fiery like never before.

He bit a small piece of meat and chewed a few small bites. The bloody rabbit ears swayed a few times and then lifted up, and his eyes became more and more red, as if he was sick.

"Why not... They said there are..." The rabbit was trembling all over, and the meatball in his mouth was spit out after eating half of it.

In the next instant, a cold muzzle pressed against the antelope's forehead, and the sweet scent covered the bunny's faint bloody smell, as well as the smell of fireworks floating over the muzzle.

The rabbit was very polite and did not forget to thank him: "Mr. Antelope, thank you for the meatballs, but rabbits don't eat meat."

"Is there really no mint grass rabbit food in the store?"

The little antelope was overwhelmed, and didn't even react. Why did the soft and cute looking rabbit suddenly draw a gun at him.

"Really not?"

Rabbit seems to be in a very bad state of mind. The gun in his hand is as small as his hand, but no one dares to despise it. Anyone with sharp eyes can find the snake head logo on the gun. That manufacturer never makes performance standards lower than official ones. of.

Such a weak little rabbit, where did he get the gun? !

The duiker raised his hands upwards, never expecting this rabbit's kindness to be revenge.

The group of humans in the rest area finally moved.

The face of the one biting the lollipop turned cold: "If you dare to shoot, you will be peeled off and a furry coffin board will be laid for this antelope."

The rabbit's ears moved slightly, and he looked back at the humans. The panic and fear when he first came in had long since disappeared. His eyes were filled with a melancholy and lonely look. He smiled and said, "Sir, you must be able to catch them too. Get me first."

The rabbit is very haggard, like a small white flower that is about to enter autumn in summer. The flower stalk has been lowered, and it is only a matter of the first gust of autumn wind to destroy it.

But despite this, the contempt in the words is real, and there are some fearless appearances.

The atmosphere in the store was extremely cold and silent, except for the faint sound of the rabbit's ears slapping his head slightly.

He seemed to be looking for something, and the little red eyes circled the shelf a few times.

In the picture reflected on the glass plate, the rabbit was restless and sad, he couldn't find what he wanted, and he was so helpless that he was about to cry.

"There's really no rabbit food in the store." The little antelope couldn't stand the fear at the muzzle, and blew again.

The human beings on the side have finally lost their patience.

Just as they were about to act, the signals in their minds had not yet dominated their actions, when they only saw a white and powdery afterimage passing before them, and the automatic door seemed to have malfunctioned and no one opened it.

Humans suddenly glanced, where is there any one-eared rabbit in this store!

"Welcome next time." It was the voice of the automatic door.

"Damn rabbit, run so fucking fast! Don't let me catch you! Just screw your ears off!" The tone was so violent that it didn't look like a law-abiding officer.

And the rabbit in his mouth was already running along the road, jumping to the end of the road, and it didn't stop until it turned into a yard that looked like an ordinary farmer.

"Tuji, where did you go wild again?" It was his landlord, the richest old gentleman in this residential area, who asked.

"...No." The soft bunny ears snapped and covered the other half's bald forehead.

The rabbit opened the door of his own room. The little rabbit is so small, and the place where he lives is not big, but there are always pairs of things in the room, such as toothbrushes, towels, slippers...

However, there was only one rabbit in the house.

I don't know who he is talking to: "A Huai, it's time to eat."

The rabbit's eyes were very gentle, and he poured the rabbit food into the bowl, one grain at a time, and took out a little grass from his arms and sprinkled it on the rabbit food.

After only spilling a little, carefully sealed the seal, carefully put it into pocket, and pulled the small zipper.

No way, one-eared rabbit, it's too hard to live.

Only mint grass-flavored rabbit food can slightly resist his pain.

He wasn't born with such a one-eared rabbit. He has a name and it sounds nice. It was given to him by his human father, Jiang Ban.

They always called him very kindly—half and a half, but unfortunately, after more than ten years, everyone saw him and turned into a sound—rabbit chirping.

Rabbit always misses his old nickname. When others call Rabbit Ji, he silently adds a sentence in his heart, it's not Rabbit Ji, it's Jiang Ban.

[The author has something to say: the alias of this part: "Absolute Acting"

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