A few minutes later, Logan stumbled into the train station.

The flying speed just now was so outrageous that even he couldn't bear it anymore, and now he felt like he was in an overwhelming state of mind.

If not for saving face.

Logan wanted to rush into the toilet and spit out his breakfast.

"I know your daughter is a mutant."

In order to ease the embarrassment, Logan pretended to be calm and casually picked a topic: "But I didn't expect that she is so powerful at just how old she is... I guess she can't just fly fast, right?"

"Oh, that's true."

Fang Mo looked around while holding Xiao Momo in his arms: "Let me tell you, seeing this train station, it's just her breath."

"……All right."

Luo Gen took a deep look at the little girl in Fang Mo's arms, and then began to look around for traces of the little naughty one: "Okay, we have arrived at the train station now. Let's find a way to find someone first. You can walk around a bit first.

I'll ask the salesperson."

Having said this, Logan turned around and planned to walk towards the ticket office.

But in the next second, Fang Mo suddenly grabbed him.

"Hey, no need to bother."

Fang Mo smiled first, then looked down at the ground: "We have a secret weapon here, well, just rely on him..."

"What?"

When Logan heard this, he also glanced at the ground.

Then I happened to see the little good-for-nothing cheems carrying a baseball bat.

"...Woo?"

Of course, cheems also noticed the gazes of the two people. At this moment, he subconsciously shrank back, and a confused and cowardly expression appeared on the dog's head.

"Come on, Gouzi, show your bestial instincts!"

As Fang Mo spoke, he took out a black and white police chief's hat from somewhere, and slapped it on the little loser's dog's head: "Okay, now you are a police dog, you can bite as many people as you want.

Any nigga on..."

"...Woof?"

When the little loser heard this, his whole dog seemed to be stunned.

"What, it's not enough?"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, and pulled out a small cloak with a black swastika printed on it from somewhere, and slapped it on the little loser's dog's back: "Now you can bite even the swastikas at will.

, when the time comes, the black ones will be thrown into the sea and drowned, and the white ones will be burned in the furnace, just use the ice and fire demons to eliminate them..."

"..."

The little loser didn't say anything, but covered his dog's face with his front paws in despair.

"God fucking destroys ice, fire and demons..." When Logan next to him heard this, he couldn't help but complained: "Can't you make less racist jokes? If you are made such a joke by others,

Will you be happy?"

"Then I'm definitely not happy!"

Fang Mo spread his hands, and then said righteously: "So I will choose to exterminate the other party's race immediately to prevent them from racial discrimination against me!"

"you……"

"As long as I kill until there is only one race left in the world, of course there will be no more racial discrimination~"

Before Luo Gen could say anything, Fang Mo interrupted him with a smile: "When the time comes, I will directly become a god through meritorious deeds... Uh, sorry, I forgot that I am already Jesus. I don't need to become a saint."

Holy, well, then as a reward, everyone in heaven will enjoy the same treatment as me, and everyone will be crucified together..."

"Then is it fucking heaven or hell!?"

Logan couldn't help shouting: "So what happened to you black people and Jewish people? Why do you hate them so much?"

"If you had read the Bible twice, you would never have asked such a weak question."

When Fang Mo heard this, he also spread his hands: "When the Jutai people did this to Ye...I, they should have known that they would have such a day sooner or later. By the way, if you don't know the Jutai people

If that's disgusting, let me give you a little knowledge: Blizzard's CEO Bobby is Jewish, do you understand?"

"I……"

Before Logan could speak, Fang Mo suddenly spoke proudly again.

"Hey, I just thought about my poem title."

I saw Fang Mo standing with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and starting to recite the poem: "Uh-huh, that's it. Suddenly, a madman sharpens his knife at night, and black smoke floats outside Jizhong Camp. From now on, the white sugar cane in the plantation has changed.

high……"

"You don't have to wait first..."

"The ghost who hates gambling is called killable, the ghost who loves fans is called killable, the ghost who loves boxing is called killable, the ghost who is sensational is called killable, Japan's capital official wealth capital, I will fucking kill him!"

"Mom Fuck! I made you wait first..."

Fang Mo didn't care about this. He didn't pay attention to Logan at all. He just thought about the "best" sentence he wrote: "Being whipped to grow cotton and gnaw watermelons, thousands of people will praise you for your diligence and strength. Niggers are not heartless."

, turned into a nun to protect the flowers. When the old slave was buried, the flowers budded, which were both farm tools and fertilizer..." However, Fang Mo didn't wait for Fang Mo to finish reciting the poem number.

Suddenly a hand stretched out and covered his mouth involuntarily.

"Why are you still saying that you don't want to die?"

I saw Logan holding Fang Mo's collar with his left hand, and covering his mouth with his right hand. No matter how much Fang Mo protested, he would never let go: "Can I beg you to be normal?"

"Fuck! Be gentle!"

However, Fang Mo suddenly shook his head several times and retched, "You're about to hit my throat!"

"Then can you stop talking?"

After hearing this, Logan relaxed his hands a little and asked.

"No, even if I tell jokes about hell, you can't hold me down." Fang Mo slapped Logan's hand away and said with an unhappy face: "You can't hold something else down like other grown men do.

?”

"You'd better not let me hear some very vulgar words."

Logan frowned: "It's okay if you don't respect black people and Jews. At least respect women a little bit... I hate guys who don't respect women."

"Oh, don't worry." Fang Mo shook his head, then patted Logan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I just want you to deduct 1."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "...Men can't do it either."

Logan said.

"ah???"

Now it was Fang Mo who was stunned. He wiped his face sadly: "It's bad, now even if I deduct 1 with Jesus, my merits will have to be reduced..."

"Okay, please calm down."

Logan obviously couldn't hold himself any longer, so he turned around and walked towards the ticket counter in the distance: "Find the person first and then talk about it. If you want to talk nonsense, I'll keep you company."

Seeing that Uncle Wolf no longer plays with him.

Fang Mo also accepted it as soon as he saw it, and pointed directly at the little loser with his eyes.

"...Woo."

When the little loser Cheems saw this, he also had a bitter look on his face. He knew that he couldn't run away today, so he could only slowly lower his head and try to use his sense of smell.

Actually, there is a saying.

Fang Mo didn't know how strong the Shiba Inu's sense of smell was.

However, strictly speaking, the little loser should be a conceptual entity that belongs to some kind of "ghost animal image", and cannot really be generalized to the Shiba Inu.

So it didn't take long.

The little loser here suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction.

"Woof!"

I saw him bark twice, and then pointed with one front paw at the No. 3 train in the distance.

"Oh, let's go then."

Fang Mo nodded when he heard this, held Xiao Momo in one hand and walked towards the No. 3 train. However, he had just taken two steps when suddenly a train station staff noticed him and directly

He walked over and said politely: "Sorry, sir, we don't allow dogs here..."

However, the other party hasn't finished speaking yet.

Fang Mo casually handed over a handful of gold particles.

"Excuse me, sir." The staff member's attitude changed almost instantly: "Excuse me... do you need us to specially set aside a section of the carriage for you?"
To be continued...