Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Chapter 053



“It’s really comfortable…”

After taking a bath, Kitahara changed into a light white shirt and leaned on the soft sofa, his brown eyes narrowed slightly.

He glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, and it was already half past eight after eating his dinner.

“It’s time to go to a convenience store too.”

Kitahara slowly stood up and rubbed his somewhat sore neck.

The dark strawberry mark on his neck is very conspicuous against the background of the light white collar, and there is no hidden meaning at all.

“Remember to help me buy Tongyaki!”

Dora, who was eating saury on the side, reminded.

“Can’t forget, you remember to look after home.”

Kitahara rubbed Xiao Dora’s head, and then picked up his mobile phone and walked towards the Xuan-guan.

After putting on a black coat hanging on a hanger, he unhurriedly pushed the door and walked out.

A slightly cold evening breeze blew slowly, and a clear half-full moon appeared in the originally gloomy sky, and the soft moonlight fell on the street.

“Let’s give yourself a shot before you go out.”

Kitahara said to himself thoughtfully, and then took out the lucky revolver obtained from the last punch from his fourth-dimensional pocket.

This revolver shimmers with a metallic texture in the moonlight, and it looks no different from a real gun.

Kitahara opened the magazine and glanced at the few rounds that were currently left.

Three shots red and one black.

That is to say, you have a 3/4 chance of getting a good luck event.

Take a gamble!

If he wins black, he will be at home tonight.

Bang!

With a crisp gunshot, a round ball bullet shot directly into his head.

“Can’t this thing remove the sound?”

Kitahara felt the humming sound in his ears and sighed helplessly.

“Let me see if the bullet in this time is – red.”

Kitahara opened the revolver’s magazine and nodded with satisfaction when he saw the black bullet inside.

Looks like good luck today.

It is also not known what the lucky event that happened this time will be.

Thinking so, Kitahara pushed open the door of the villa and walked towards the nearest convenience store nearby.

…………

Yonehanamachi, 4-chome.

“…… How is it that another family closed its doors early. ”

Looking at the convenience store that had been closed in front of him, the corner of Kitahara’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

This is the third convenience store he has found, and the previous two are in the same situation.

I feel that my luck is a bit problematic today.

Kitahara shook his head, then opened the map on his phone and checked the next convenience store.

At present, the nearest convenience store to him is on the street of Shichichome.

That is to say, it is still three streets away.

“It’s really troublesome, it’s going to go ahead again.”

Kitahara took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in his mouth.

As the smoke gently spit out, he also walked towards the convenience store in the direction of Shichichome.

He didn’t believe that the entire convenience store in Yonehanamachi was closed!

The distance of the seven chome is not very far, and it takes more than ten minutes to arrive.

“Finally found a house to open the door.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

Looking at the 24-hour convenience store in front of him, Kitahara stepped on the cigarette butt under his feet, pushed the door and walked in.

Perhaps because of the rain, there are not many customers in this convenience store.

Kitahara took a slight look and walked towards the dessert area in the corner.

First buy the dorayaki that Xiao Dora wanted, and then go buy some ingredients that need to be prepared for tomorrow’s breakfast.

“…… It’s raining? ”

After settling the bill at the cash register, Kitahara picked up the packed shopping bag, and when he looked at the street outside, the whole person was slightly stunned.

The originally clear moonlight gradually faded, replaced by a large gloomy dark cloud.

Raindrops like fine needles slowly fall, splashing on the street, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and a rain curtain has gradually formed.

“That, please get me another umbrella.”

Kitahara turned around and whispered to the waitress at the cash register.

He didn’t bring any umbrellas with him this time.

“Sorry, the umbrellas in the store were sold out by noon.”

The young waitress shook her head and said somewhat apologetically.

Sold out?

What kind of bad luck is this today, it won’t be a black bomb in yourself, right?

Kitahara thought a little speechless in his heart.

How to see that his luck this night is ridiculously bad…

“Fortunately, I clocked in and gave an umbrella today, otherwise I would have to let Xiao Dora come over to deliver the umbrella.”

After Kitahara walked out of the convenience store, he took out the umbrella of love obtained by punching in from his four-dimensional pocket.

This umbrella looks like an ordinary pink paper umbrella from the outside, and there is nothing special about it at all.

After studying for a while, Kitahara held up the paper umbrella and walked into the rain curtain, towards the street not far away.

The rain slid down the umbrella bone, and the cold wind mixed with the drizzle also blew up his black coat.

At this time, there was no figure in sight on the street, only a light rain like silver silk and dim street lamps, which looked very deserted for a while.

“I knew it would continue to rain, so I drove out when I went out.”

Beiyuan Xun took a breath of cold air, and his expression was a little helpless.

Speaking of which, it seems that your lucky event has not yet taken effect, right?

It’s been half an hour now.

“Well, isn’t that supposed to be… Maori Lan, right? ”

At this moment, Kitahara Yun’s footsteps paused slightly, and he looked at a girl who was hiding in the rain at the door of the game hall in front of him with some doubt.

“It’s really her.”

After getting a little closer, Kitahara confirmed the identity of the girl.

It was Maori Lan, with whom he had exchanged contact information not long ago.

Looking over from him, he could see Mao Lilan staring at his phone with a dissatisfied look at this time, as if waiting for some news.

Seeing this scene, Beiyuan Xun subconsciously looked up at his pink paper umbrella, and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

Maori Lan… Wouldn’t it be the heroine of this lucky event?

The lucky event triggered by yourself seems to be a little unorthodox!.



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