The mutated panda's heavy claws gripped the bicycle tightly, preventing Bai Yifan from running away.
joke.
The bamboo shoots are all gone, so how could I possibly let go of the opportunity to extort money!
Bai Yifan didn't know if there were any bamboo shoots.
What it knew was that Bai Yifan carried the aura of that human, and that human had many, many bamboo shoots.
If all else fails, let that unfortunate human come and ransom them!
It doesn't find it troublesome at all!
After all, it has a bunch of idiots that only know how to eat bamboo to feed!
"Brother, my mom is calling me home for dinner, I have to go back right away."
Bai Yifan stood up and kicked the pedals wildly.
The bicycle remained motionless.
What a joke! We finally found a way to harvest bamboo shoots, how could we just let go of it?
Bai Yifan turned his head and looked at the mutated panda's enormous body, feeling like crying but having no tears left.
He doesn't seem to have offended the pandas!
Why won't they let us leave?
The mutated panda stared blankly at Bai Yifan, this unfortunate human had legs and could run.
We can't let the bamboo shoots get away.
The mutated panda stretched out its thick paws and lifted Bai Yifan up, its chubby arm tightly hugging him.
We absolutely cannot let the bamboo shoots get away!
"Big brother? Let's talk this out. Did I offend you in any way?" Bai Yifan forced a smile.
This time, I really want to cry.
What terrible things did he do?
The little dumpling hung on the back of the mutated panda, a mischievous smile on its soft and cute face.
We have fresh and tender bamboo shoots to eat again!
The mutated panda clung tightly to Bai Yifan with one chubby paw, and picked up the bicycle with the other, hoisting it onto its shoulder.
Then, head towards the zoo.
Its massive body moved with remarkable lightness, even bouncing around a few times.
He's incredibly agile, unlike a fat person.
"Wow! Isn't that Kung Fu Panda?!"
Grandpa Wang spotted the enormous panda from afar and nudged Bai Zhengxuan, who was sitting next to him, with his elbow.
Bai Zhengxuan stretched and leaned against the windshield, looking outside.
"That's the nimble fat guy. Hey, it's carrying a lot of things: a little panda, a bicycle, and a hapless kid." Bai Zhengxuan squinted at the mutated panda. "Whose kid is this so unlucky?"
The mutated panda can kill a high-level mutated water anaconda, it's incredibly powerful. The child who got caught by the panda is such an unlucky guy!
"...That looks like your unlucky kid!"
Grandpa Liu had sharp eyesight; when he saw the unfortunate child being held by the mutated panda, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.
"What?"
Bai Zhengxuan rubbed his eyes and stared intently at the unfortunate child in the mutated panda's arms.
Goodness, this kid really does look like his grandson!
"Xiao Fan really knows how to have fun!" Bai Zhengxuan rubbed his temples. "What time is it? Why are you still playing outside! And playing with Kung Fu Panda! You've gone crazy from watching cartoons!"
In Bai Zhengxuan's mind, everyone in his family was strong, and it was unlikely that such an awkward situation would occur.
There's only one truth—Bai Yifan was having too much fun and forgot to go home.
After all, Bai Yifan has always liked pretty, fluffy things.
Grandpa Liu: ...
Is this some kind of joke?
They were clearly kidnapped!
"Old Wang, step on the gas."
Grandpa Liu rolled his eyes and immediately gave Grandpa Wang a command.
"Why did you step on the gas? Xiao Fan was having so much fun! Look, he's laughing so hard he's crying!"
Grandpa Wang looked puzzled.
The feet reacted faster than the brain, the accelerator was slammed to the floor in an instant, and the green garbage truck roared like a beast as it charged toward the mutated panda.
The mutated panda stood there blankly, showing no intention of dodging.
Looks like we've got another job coming up?
"Old Wang, are you crazy! Stop! Xiao Fan is still in Kung Fu Panda's arms!"
"Grandpa Liu roared."
You were told to step on the gas to rush to save people, not to hit a panda!
It's true that Bai Yifan has metal-type superpowers, but Grandpa Wang has enhanced the green garbage truck countless times.
If you bump into them, that kid might just log off!
"Sorry! It's a habit!"
Grandpa Wang scratched the back of his head and decisively stepped on the brakes again.
Having gotten used to hitting people, zombies, and braking, I feel a little out of sorts.
The garbage truck's tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground.
The garbage truck stopped just in front of the mutated panda without hitting it.
At this moment, the garbage truck was only five centimeters away from the mutated panda.
It was 0.01 centimeters away from Bai Yifan's head.
Bai Yifan could even see his grandfather's gray hair and wrinkled face.
His grandfather would have fewer wrinkles if he didn't smile.
"Wow, Lao Wang! You managed to brake in time even at such close range!"
Bai Zhengxuan smiled and waved to Bai Yifan, who was standing right next to him through the windshield.
That's considered a greeting.
Bai Yifan: ...
He suspected he wasn't his biological son, but he had no proof.
The mutated panda remained motionless, its expression blank.
Suddenly, the mutated panda took a deep breath.
A faint smile lingered on his blank face.
Very good, the people inside also have the same smell as that nouveau riche who owns a lot of bamboo shoots.
The mutated panda put the bicycle on its shoulder down, then grabbed the ball of fur on its back and threw it at the garbage truck.
Go ahead!
Go and harvest bamboo shoots!
The little dumpling's eyes instantly welled up with tears. It felt all oily on its body, as if the boy was polishing it until it developed a patina!
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