Chapter 1308: Aboriginal Moore

A black car slowly drove towards Moore and stopped beside him.
Moore stared at the black monster in front of him, and he saw a lot in the air just now.
They all have shiny "eyes", fast-spinning legs, strange structure, and "temptation" prey to actively enter its stomach.
He also saw humans in the transparent "skin", did not feel eaten, and laughed at each other.
Now this box wants to eat him? Huh, dream.
He just happened to be a bit hungry, so let's eat it by the way. I hope this box is not poisonous.
Moore strode towards the car and was about to punch, when the window came down.
"Hello, are you Chinese?" A middle-aged man's face appeared in the car window.
Multon lived, his face expressionless, but his heart turned up against the waves.
The people in the monster's belly are sober!
The monster's belly is open, why can't the person inside crawl out? Is he misunderstood? Is this monster actually a tamed mount?
The people in the car looked strangely up and down at Moore, who only wore a tiger leather skirt, and gave him a few more glances on his arms that had grown to his thighs.
Liu Yi, a swimming coach, will be the Olympic swimming next week. His athletes are not in good condition. The pressure of his coach is also very great, so he drove out to ventilate.
I didn't expect to see a natural swimming body in the suburbs. The slender and powerful arms, even without rigorous training, would be able to swim very fast.
Liu Yi hadn't thought much about the onset of the occupational disease, and felt that he couldn't just miss such a perfect athlete. So, with the above scene.
Chinese ... Moore remembers Qing Qing said that she is Chinese.
Moore suppressed his doubts, and asked in a low voice, "How can China go?"
Liu Yi smiled, "It really is Chinese, grew up locally? Go back to China to fly."
Looking closer, this body is more perfect, and Liu Yi is a little bit late to meet.
"Flying chicken?" Moore frowned, and Qingqing sometimes called the broken-winged bird a chicken. Flying chicken is a broken-winged bird without cutting its wings?
He wanted to say that he could fly, but he didn't know the way, so he changed his mouth: "Where can I fly?"
Liu Yi was stunned. The look in Moore's eyes was a little weird. He thought he might be the native who grew up in which col.
It ’s also like looking at clothing. No man would run around in a skin like an animal.
Liu Yi is not a native and does not know if there are indigenous people in this country. Anyway, the more he thinks, the more he thinks it is possible.
"It's better to go like this. You go back with me. If you can help me, I will take you back to China." Liu Yi said.
Moore had no better way now, so he nodded.
Liu Yi got out of the car with a smile, politely helped Moore to open the door, "Get in the car."
After getting off the train, Liu Yi found that this person was very tall, let's say it was two meters, and playing basketball was no problem.
Moore frowned, staring cautiously at the monster's belly.
Inside, one by one, if standing, not high enough, if squatting, the position is not enough. But this strange thing does not seem to be a living body, so I am not afraid of being digested.
"Get in the car." Liu Yi said patiently, completely impatient when going out.
Moore saw that the thing was not thick, even if something went wrong, he was sure to break out of the shell and stooped into it.
Then he crouched down on the cushion.
Liu Yi: "..."
What a native!