Chapter 739

Uncle song's protest was useless.

Fang Ze has determined that uncle song looks like a mouse.

Doraemon has a deep fear for any mouse because she was bitten off her ears by a mouse very early, and her yellow skin turned blue because of sadness and crying.

Ordinary people can only tremble and fear in the face of what they fear, but for a robot cat like Doraemon, which has countless magic props in its pocket, it must be the source of fear to be eliminated by all means.

The earth destruction bomb, a terrorist bomb that can directly destroy the earth with just one shot, is a prop that Doraemon often pulls out when he meets a mouse for use.

Although this bomb has never been effective in the cartoon, who knows if Doraemon will slip his hand and hit the bomb on the ground when he comes to earth.

So for the safety of all mankind, uncle song can only be wronged temporarily.

Uncle song, who was picked up by Fang Ze and stuffed into Su Jie's arms and was ready to be sent to fan Qing's house, looked at Fang Ze fiercely and shouted, "first you blew up my house, and then you were ready to send me away. I can see that you deliberately replied to me because I didn't let you eat the melon seeds I ate. Wait, I'll spit on every melon seed I ate in the future."

"Saliva?" Fang Ze suddenly remembered that no wonder he used to feel wet when he secretly ate the melon seed kernel that uncle song ate.

But now is not the time to think about this. Fang Ze walked out of the house and drove to a famous restaurant in DIDU with Nobita and Doraemon, while calling Wang Cheng.

"Why, do you want to ask me about rebuilding the headquarters of your demon control bureau?" Wang Cheng said over there, "I have a better choice now. If you are really worried about insecurity, you can move the demon control bureau to a military base near the capital. This will not only meet your safety standards, but also get help as soon as something happens."

"I probably have a plan in mind for rebuilding the house. I don't need your help. But now you have to help me with something."

"What?"

"Gong burning."

"What is it?" Wang Cheng was stunned when he heard Fang Ze's words.

Of course he knows about gongs burning, but Fang Ze has nothing to do with why he wants gongs burning. He is not a cook.

"I have a friend who likes to eat Causeway roast. Ask your people to help me find out which Causeway roast in DIDU is the most authentic and the best to eat, and then send it to Xihe street before evening."

"Well." Hearing Fang Ze's request, Wang Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "are you deliberately targeting me? I didn't promise you to rebuild the demon administration, so you'll bother me with these trivial things."

"Am I such a small hearted person!" Fang Zeyi said in words, "this is a very important thing for me. Please help me and help me do it quickly."

"All right, all right." Wang Cheng listened to Fang Ze's words and reluctantly agreed. After hanging up the phone, while telling his men, while complaining, good NSA elite agents are almost used as nannies.

Fang Ze has been having fun with Nobita Nobita and Doraemon for a long time. It is almost early morning before he returns to Xihe street with a robot cat.

"How was your day?" Fang Ze drove the car and asked Nobita Noguchi.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality and have a good time." Nobita Nobita stretched out his hand and said he was very happy, but when Fang Ze asked whether he wanted to go out like this tomorrow, he said, "although such an activity is very comfortable, having such an experience is enough. If I can, I still want to see the difference between Huaxia and neon in the place where ordinary people live nearby."

"This is no problem." Fang Ze immediately realized that Nobita was not the kind of child who coveted luxury and wealth. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been living an ordinary life with blue fat man's thigh.

In this respect, he is a little like Fang Ze. Although his rich life is beautiful, once he only sees a gap with ordinary people, he will no longer be able to integrate into the world of ordinary people.

After discussing with Nobita Nobita where to go tomorrow, Fang Ze sent Nobita Nobita and Doraemon to bed.

"Doraemon, the landlord feels very nice." The next morning, after Nobita and Doraemon had a dream, Nobita looked at the luxurious room and said to Doraemon.

"People are good, but I always feel something wrong." Because Doraemon is used to sleeping in the closet, Fang Ze asked Xia Yike to find someone to get a comfortable closet in the room when she took Doraemon out at night.

Doraemon just crawled out of the closet when Nobita was talking.

"Something is wrong." Nobita looked at Doraemon and asked, "does Doraemon think the landlord is a bad person?"

"It's not true about the bad guy, but I always feel that he seems to have other needs for us."

"Does he want to learn my skill of turning the flower rope?" Nobita said with a smile.

"I don't know. Take one step at a time." Doraemon opened his fourth dimensional pocket and found that all kinds of props that could easily destroy the earth were in it, so he was relieved.

"Gulu."

A protest sounded from his stomach. Nobita touched his stomach and said, "I ate a lot last night, but I was hungry again in the morning."

"Maybe it's because nobility is growing."

"I don't know if the landlord has prepared breakfast for us." Da Xiong looked out of the window and rubbed his stomach while thinking.

"Dong Dong Dong." At this time, there was a knock outside the door. "Dear Mr. Daxiong, your breakfast is here."

"Great." Da Xiong waved his hand. Unexpectedly, he just thought about breakfast, and Breakfast arrived.

So he jumped out of bed, ran to the door, opened the door, and took the tray with breakfast from the waiter.

"Doraemon, there are gongs burning here." Nobita Takeshi took the breakfast, glanced at it, and immediately shouted to Nobita Takeshi.

"Is there a gong burning!" Doraemon heard what Nobita said and was excited.

Gongshao, the first food he ate when he came to Daxiong's house, has always been his favorite.

But I just don't know whether the gongs here are delicious.

Doraemon looked at Fang Ze's four gongs burning on the tray held by Nobita, so he quickly reached for one to taste.

Alas, how can I feel that this Gong seems to be glowing.

Doraemon thought while burning the Gong into his mouth.