Two wild cats are facing each other over the wall, one is an orange cat and the other is a white cat, both male cats. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know who invaded whose territory or just met in a narrow way, they were less than a meter apart, hunched over, blowing up the hair all over their bodies, their tails muscles tense, fangs baring, and they didn't give in to each other.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Their cries at this time are not cute at all, they are sharp and thin, like a baby's night cry, and like a ghost howling, and it sounds extremely penetrating.

The flower cat reached out with one of its front paws and pressed it against the white cat's forehead, as if to push the other person back.

The white cat did not fight back, but only responded with a higher-pitched, long-pitched scream, flicking its tail impatiently.

In terms of size, the white cat is larger, so it appears more aggressive in the face of the provocation of the flower cat.

The cat cowered and withdrew its paws, as if it had become a little timid, and its cries were not as frequent as before.

At that moment, both of their ears picked up a very strange sound almost simultaneously.

Scold!

Whoosh!

Woooo

The cats were curious, and driven by curiosity, they paused the confrontation and turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound was coming from.

Call!

Clothes with wind!

Both the flower cat and the white cat were startled and looked up, trying to find a new intruder.

The full moon was like a disk, and a vigorous black shadow crossed their heads like a rainbow through the sky.

The moonlight casts the shadow of the intruder on the wall, and the intruder is wearing a horse coat and a hat!

Is it human?

The flower cat and the white cat opened their mouths wide, and their heads turned with the black shadow, and they thought to themselves.

But will humans be so agile?

Or is it some kind of beast that has never been seen before?

A nearby window on the third floor was pushed open, and a worn-out slipper was thrown out, smashed against the wall, spun around several times, and rolled to the ground again.

"What's it called! Annoying! Stop screaming! Get out of the way!" said a female voice.

A male voice said, "Oh, just bark, can you still stop the cat from barking?"

The female voice seemed to have noticed something, and said in surprise, "Come here, what is that? It looks like a cat is flying!"

The male voice also walked to the window, "What, nothing!"

The female voice said angrily, "You're late!

The two cats had forgotten about the intruder and continued to confront each other, reaching out to each other with their front paws to slap and push each other.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

……

Lao Cha jumped up in the air, and at the highest point, he had already seen the next landing point.

Exhale - inhale - exhale - inhale -

The abundant breath circulates in its body.

Every time it landed and jumped up, it would make a "poof" sound, which was the sound of its claws rubbing against the ground.

Jump over pointed roofs, over flat roofs, over round roofs, over roofs with solar water heaters, over roofs with laundry dried......

The old tea seems to return to the prosperous years of its youth again, and the old faces of the past appear in front of its eyes one by one, but it is a pity that those companions who once lived and died together have passed away, leaving it to fight alone.

Crash!

The old tea fell on a red brick on the eaves, but this red brick was only intact on the surface, but in fact it had rotted and suddenly shattered under the impact of the old tea falling to the ground.

Lao Cha's body lost its balance and fell from the roof.

It uses its tail to adjust its center of gravity, flips in the air, and sticks out a cat's paw against the wall.

Three sharp claw marks immediately appeared on the wall, and brick foam and debris flew down.

By the time it hit the ground, the impact had been completely dissipated, and it jumped again, jumping back onto the roof. The sharp claw tips stirred the moonlight, rippling a ripple like water.

A man in the room muttered, "What's the noise on the roof?"

One woman said anxiously, "Leave it alone, go on!"

Lao Cha stood on the roof and looked at it, it seemed that it was not far from Qingren Alley.

After coming out of the pet store, it walked in a straight line.

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest, and so is the punch, which is the midline rule of Wing Chun.

This is the first time Lao Cha has left the pet store, and he is still a little uncomfortable with the environment.

In its time, the only strong light source at night was the moon, and as long as you wear a hat, you can eliminate the effect of moonlight on your vision. But in this era, there are strong light sources everywhere at night, especially cars with high beams, which make its eyes uncomfortable every time it passes by.

Sound too.

At this time of day, everything was already silent, but the nightlife of the modern city has just begun, and there is a lot of hustle and bustle, laughter, crying and noise.

Flavor.

The air was filled with many scents that it had never smelled before.

The particulates of alcohol, spices, grease, lime, concrete, and the disgusting smell of gasoline burning turned the refreshing night breeze of a hundred years ago into a hodgepodge.

The taste is so strange and weird that it doesn't know if it's going to be dangerous.

From the TV, it knew that there was such a thing as a surveillance camera in this era, and it also asked Zhang Zi'an, and he pointed to the camera above the cash register to explain it.

During the jump, it tries to avoid the camera's range.

Some cameras are mounted so discreetly that it doesn't have the confidence to avoid them all.

However, even if it is photographed, who cares about a cat?

It remembered the Sheng Ke who had entered the shop, and his eyes were as sharp as a famous catcher, probably equivalent to the headcatcher of the past. He seemed to be just wandering around the store, but he actually had everything in his mind.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful he is, he is just a mortal. His mind is limited by the times, by experience, by the training he has received in the past, and he cannot relate what happened tonight to a cat.

Chivalry is forbidden by force.

Chivalry and headcatchers are never all the way.

It knows that not all headhunters are incompetent, but they are bound by rules and regulations, pedantic and inefficient, and subject to their superiors at every turn, and are a double-edged sword that can deal with both thieves and chivalrous people.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Roaring proud rivers and lakes, happy and revenge, is a chivalrous man.

Old Tea stared down at his invincible claws, and in this new era, they were the only ones who still made him feel at ease.

It clearly knew that it was no longer the old cat that accompanied Ip Man before. The bonus of the power of faith has allowed it to obtain a steel and iron bone, although it can't interfere with the future like the sea of stars, and it can't command a group of cats like Queen Fina, but it is originally a chivalrous man, and it doesn't need to interfere in the future, and it doesn't need to command a group of cats.

For those who are eyesore, it is enough to tear them with one claw.

The old tea leaps up again, leaving an indelible black silhouette in the full moon.