[MTL, BL] After The Slag, The Violent Marshal Exploded All Over The World

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Gan Yuan shook his head and expelled Gao Yefei who was full of brains?? Mind, now is not the time to think about Gao Yefei.

No, why did he think about Gao Yefei?

Gan Yuan patted her cheek and stimulated herself with pain, so that she could concentrate on facing the current situation.

Gan Yuan rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. He circled around Fat Bao and Da Gouzi, picked a good angle, and pressed the big dog's mouth toward him.

"Strength." Gan Yuan worked hard while helping.

"Hmm..." The big dog cooperated and took a bite, squeezing Fat Bao's round belly flat.

Gan Yuan let go of the big dog and walked to the side to look at it, looking at Fat Bao's well-behaved expression, he was unable to hold his forehead, this was simply not a solution.

"Forget it, forget it." Gan Yuan waved his hand, making him look like a vicious stepfather.

As soon as he finished speaking, the big dog couldn't wait to let go. It lowered its head and saw that Fat Bao was not injured, and only then did it return to its usual serious expression.

Fat Bao patted his big belly, focusing on the injury on Big Dog's face.

The wound on Big Dog's flank was almost healed, but the wound on his face was very new and looked quite hideous, which made Fat Bao feel bad.

"Chirp." Fat Bao chirps.

The big dog obediently lowered his head, stretched his head out in front of Fat Bao, and asked Fat Bao to help him lick the wound.

Gan Yuan watched from the side with a look of unbearable expression.

Ignoring the greasy and crooked two, one big and one small, he squatted in the snow, thinking about where to go.

The test is definitely a test. He is not worried that Fat Treasure can't defend against the mutant anteater. What he cares more about is that Fat Treasure keeps getting bigger.

So far, neither of them has any discomfort, but if it happens, it will be too late if they want to do something more.

Thinking about it, Gan Yuan glanced at the big and small two who were still greasy and crooked, turned around and left for the camp.

As night fell, a bonfire rose in the camp.

The students sat around the bonfire, gathered together in twos and threes to tell what they had seen during the day, their smiling faces were illuminated by the firelight, and their faces were flourishing.

Gan Yuan walked in the crowd, and soon looked for the Devil King who was eating something. Is he talking to Scarface?

"Mr. Wang, are you free?" Gan Yuan walked over.

The Devil King raised his head, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw the flattering smile on Gan Yuan's face.

Gan Yuan was hurt by his guarded eyes, and injuries appeared in his eyes, "Am I bothering you?"

"If you have something to say, just let it go." The Devil King didn't eat Gan Yuan's suit at all.

Gan Yuan's mouth was flat, and after changing the previous injury, he directly explained his intention, "I want to ask you a favor."

"Let's talk about it first." The Devil King was still defensive.