In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

In the residence at War Garden No. 5904, the housekeeper arranged a room for Mo Chen and the others.

The door was quietly opened a crack, and Zhao Tong and the third-line shooter Norman were responsible for staying in the room.

I don’t know if it was intentional by the housekeeper, but the room where the group of people were in the 5905 War Garden was far away from the room where the pig was.

However, by chance, through the crack in the door of this room, the situation of the residential door can be clearly observed.

"Senior Zhao Tong, how is the current situation?"

The shotgun in the hands of the third-line shooter was already loaded. He lowered his voice and asked Chun Bamboo.

"There is no movement, but you still need to be vigilant and pay attention to the movements of the pig and the housekeeper."

Zhao Tong held the big knife tightly in his hand and answered Norman's question.

He leaned against the door, his sharp eyes always paying attention to the movement in the distance.

This kind of tracking is done by veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles and have been in the gathering place for several years. They can be said to be professional counterparts.

after a while······

"Wake up! There's something going on."

Chun Bamboo heard a gentle knock on the door outside the residence and immediately pushed the sleepy third-line shooter behind her.

It's already late at night, and if you want to make some big noise, this is the best time to do it.

The sound of unhurried footsteps sounded, and those were the footsteps of the housekeeper.

He walked to the door of the residence and opened it. Standing at the door were three spiritual warriors.

A hand-held grenade launcher, a cabbage pitcher with a chicken coop head.

A bloated man with a kinetic hammer on his shoulders.

There is also a cactus wearing a ghillie suit and a vulgar face.

If you were to use one word to describe their appearance, "crooked melons and cracked dates" would be a better choice.

Of course, despite their appearance, the strength of the three of them has reached the level of fourth-level spiritual power.

Thinking about it, in War Garden No. 5904, only these spiritual plant warriors who have taken refuge in the steward can obtain additional resources to strengthen themselves.

The fourth-level cabbage pitcher Kabri said flatteringly: "Hey, Mr. Butler, after receiving your order, we rushed here as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, you see, we are not like that idiot Antonio, and we will never cause unnecessary trouble for you."

The fourth-level cactus Rikawa Steel Plate rubbed his hands, showing his intention to please.

"You can rest assured that we will protect the homeowner with absolutely no risk. We assure you that the safety of the homeowner will be left to us."

The corners of the fourth-level Wogua Bowie's mouth almost raised to the sky, and he patted his chest with a ferocious smile.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Don't let me down."

The housekeeper smiled coldly and walked straight towards the community without even looking at the three people in front of him.

"Strange, it's so late, why does the housekeeper go to the community?"

Zhao Tong frowned, unable to understand the butler's behavior.

"Let's inform Yuffie, Wendy and Ms. Rosemary first, and inform them of this situation."

Norman sent private messages to the three of them. The housekeeper had left the house, but the pig was still in the house.

"Bowie, I'll leave the door to you and I'll take the high ground."

Seeing the butler walking away, Kabri chuckled, picked up his grenade launcher and walked towards the stairs.

"it is good."

Bowie nodded, slammed his kinetic hammer to the ground, and stood at the door of the house like a door god.

"Then...I will guard the door of the owner's room."

Richuan Gangpan said loudly, but the other two people ignored him. The somewhat embarrassed Richuan Gangpan had to leave quickly.

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"Miss Marigold, not only has my landlord been waiting for you for ten years, but I have also been waiting for you for ten years.

The pleasure of destroying an innocent flower with your own hands is truly fascinating. "

The housekeeper muttered to himself as he walked towards the Zen Garden.

But when he arrived at the Zen Garden, he was slightly startled and saw two unexpected figures.

The shovel and clover from War Garden No. 5905 appeared in front of the housekeeper at some point.

Rosemary held a giant scythe and blocked the steward's path forward.

Wendy was suspended in mid-air, manipulating the wind-attributed spiritual power to create a wind field, completely sealing off the area.

It seemed that the two people came with bad intentions, so the housekeeper couldn't help but ask first: "Two guests, it's late at night, why are you here? Can you tell me?"

The maid and Clover didn't answer, they just looked at the housekeeper quietly.

The housekeeper didn't think for a moment what the two people meant by this move, until his eyes noticed the greenhouse door.

The rusty chains tied to it were scattered all over the place, which meant that someone had entered the Zen Garden.

And what is the most valuable thing in the Zen garden? Of course there is no need to say more.

"It turns out that this is your purpose! In the name of cooperation, you want to take away our marigolds. This is a provocation to War Garden No. 5904! It is a heinous crime!"

The housekeeper immediately realized that the real goal of War Garden No. 5905 was to rescue Marigold, who had been imprisoned by them for a long time.

What cooperation? It's all a pretense to delay time!

At this time, the housekeeper did not care and tore off his hypocritical face, revealing his ferocious fangs.

"Your Marigold? Hey, it is also a heinous crime to imprison and torture the spirit-planting warriors privately."

The maid turned the giant scythe in her hand and pointed the sharp scythe blade in the direction of the butler.

The butler's first complaint made Wendy feel a little disgusted. She swam in mid-air and taunted:

"Mr. Butler, do you want to listen to what you just said? Really, Zombie Spirit feels extremely sick after listening to it."

The surrounding area has already been laid out by Clover, which can record all words received within the range.

Wendy clapped her hands gently, and the butler's distinctive voice sounded again:

"Miss Marigold, not only has my landlord been waiting for you for ten years, but I have also been waiting for you for ten years.

The pleasure of destroying an innocent flower with your own hands is truly fascinating. "

The butler's soliloquy was broadcast by Clover, which immediately stimulated this pervert's fragile nerves and completely made the butler extremely furious.

"Originally, I wanted to let you go, but it's a pity that you are ignorant and want to seek your own death.

If that's the case, then leave them all behind and let me die. "

The steward held a dagger that emerged in each hand. His figure disappeared instantly and sprinted towards Rosemary.

"Phew, just in time!"

The maid lady was not afraid at all. She waved the giant scythe in her hand to protect her side.

Two sharp daggers stabbed back and forth, colliding with the sickle blades, causing sparks to burst out.

The steward couldn't get a single blow and immediately retreated, but Rosemary took advantage of the victory and pursued her, and the roaring scythe suddenly slashed down.

The breeze blew quietly, and the butler's body was pushed gently, just so that he was in the path of the maid's attack.

But the butler was a butler after all. He desperately controlled his body to dodge, and the sickle blade just passed through his chest.

The black butler's uniform was cut open, almost revealing the skinny body inside that was comparable to alloy.

In the first round of competition between the two shovels, the housekeeper did not have any advantage. Rosemary was already prepared and was always on guard against his secret attacks.

What's more, there is Wendy observing the battlefield in the sky. She will inform the maid lady of the housekeeper's every move with incomparable accuracy.