Zhang Zi'an found Vladimir quite interesting, and often recited a poem before appearing.

After hearing the poem, he knew that he didn't need to make a move, and looked up at the sound, only to see Vladimir squatting on the gas supply pipe in the community, and more surprisingly, there were several other cats squatting next to him - one was gray, one was a three-flower, and one was black under the nose, like a Hitler-style mustache, and looked funny.

The three cats were gray-headed, with unkempt fur, and several pinches of hair were glued together and dreadlocked, and they all looked like stray cats wandering nearby.

They crouched side by side with Vladimir on the gas pipe, staring down at the crowd below.

The little white cat, whose life was seriously threatened, meowed at them as if asking for help.

The others, although they could not understand Vladimir's poetry, heard his cry and saw the four cats on the gas supply pipe.

"Haha! It's interesting! There are so many stray cats at once! I thought that all the stray cats in the community were all defeated by me, but I didn't expect that there were still a few cats left that slipped through the net!" Liu Yonghui laughed, hid the bat behind him, took out a plastic ziplock bag from the butt pocket of his jeans, groped out a few small dried fish from the bag, and waved at Vladimir, "Come, come down and eat small dried fish." ”

Liu Wenying stared at the cats, worried that they would really be tempted by the small dried fish and jump down.

Although she was infected with rabies after being scratched by a stray cat, and for a while she hated stray cats who scratched her hair, and even carried a bat in her own hand to look for it in the community in case other domestic cats were scratched. But after all, how can you kill innocents indiscriminately?

The most important thing is that these cats don't look like rabies-infected cats!

Since Maomao's accident, she learned from Zhang Zi'an that after being infected with rabies, she often has a fear of light and wind, and now it is noon, the sun is strong, and the wind is blowing, but these cats don't care.

So she kindly reminded: "Ah Hui, you see that blue cat's fur is very smooth, it doesn't look like a stray cat, it may be someone else's cat that ran out, if you are killed, be careful that people come to you and make you lose money......"

"What are you afraid of? It doesn't even have a collar on it, who can prove that it is raised at home? Besides, the cat raised at home will be a stray cat after it escapes, and there is nothing wrong with it!" Liu Yonghui said nonchalantly.

Zhang Zi'an was silent, he had already started the theater mode, and his only concern was whether to call an ambulance in advance......

Vladimir stared at Liu Yonghui with a smile, jumped lightly, jumped from the gas supply pipe to the ground, and slowly approached as if he was really attracted by small dried fish.

Zhang Zi'an has to admit that there are quite a lot of scenes in it, and the kind of nervous and salivating appearance is accurately interpreted, almost no less than Feimas's acting skills, but the undisguised banter in its eyes still makes him a little dramatic, but the premise is that he knows that it is playing Liu Yonghui, otherwise he may not be able to see it.

Liu Yonghui was deceived by its acting skills, shook the dried fish in front of it, and then shook it at the other three cats who were still squatting on the gas supply pipe, and said: "Tell your companions to come down together, how many dried fish you want!"

Vladimir sneered, turned back to the other three cats and said, "Meow! If people don't offend me, I won't offend people; if people offend me, I will offend people!"

As if they had received an order, the other three cats jumped down from the gas supply pipe and silently surrounded Liu Yonghui in a half-moon shape.

Liu Yonghui blocked the little white cat in the corner, and now he is also blocked in the corner by the three cats.

"Huh?"

Liu Wenying was surprised by the behavior of the four cats, including Vladimir, because their well-trained behavior did not look like ordinary cats, and she couldn't help but wonder if Zhang Zi'an had trained them...... But it's not right, these cats look shabby and are indeed stray cats.

Liu Yonghui also noticed that the behavior of these four cats was a little strange, which was completely different from the stray cats he had killed before, and their eyes as if they were full of hatred when they stared at him.

They're going to ...... Revenge?

But he is not afraid, he has so many cat lives in his hands, even if they become sperm, they are just cats, what can he do?

"Hehe, okay, you want to play...... right" He smiled sharply, threw the plastic bag containing the small dried fish to the ground, and quietly pulled out the metal bat from behind him, intending to take advantage of the opportunity to start when the stray cats grabbed food.

Unexpectedly, Vladimir swept the plastic bag aside with a disdainful wave of his paw, and the other three cats were instinctively attracted by the smell of small dried fish, but insisted on not leaving their positions.

Liu Yonghui saw that this blue cat was the leader, he had heard that there was a dog king in the dog pack and a wolf king in the wolf pack, but he really didn't know that there was also a leader in the cat, which was also a novelty.

"You ......" he pointed at Vladimir with his bat as if he had just pointed at Zhang Zi'an.

"Your sister!"

Before he could say what he wanted to say, Vladimir reached out with a lightning bolt of his front paw, and another paw slapped against the side of the bat.

Liu Yonghui only felt that a strange force hit the bat, causing his wrist to break and he could no longer hold the bat.

"Oops!"

He grinned with his wrists clutched, breaking out in a cold sweat in pain, and his bat came out of his hand, falling to the ground with a thud, and rolling out of his bones for a distance.

Vladimir raised his claws and shouted: "The east wind is blowing, the drums of war are beating, who is afraid of whom in today's world?

Zhang Zi'an: "......"

The other three cats received its call, and let out a terrible cry as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and pounced on Liu Yonghui from different angles and directions—Sanhua crawled down his legs to his waist, interested in the flesh that appeared between the short-sleeved undershirt and low-waisted jeans, and reached out with his paws to brush twice; the gray cat came up to his bare arm with a claw, scratching bloodied, and the mustachioed cat jumped on his shoulder from behind, hugged his neck, and scratched and bit at his hair and head.

Liu Yonghui didn't expect to encounter this situation at all, and the stray cats in the past couldn't even escape after encountering him.

He had severe pain in his right wrist, and he was caught off guard, so he had to protect his face with his left hand.

He shook his body sharply, desperately shook off the three cats on his body, and ran away in a panic.

Even more disturbing than the physical pain was the fact that the cats weren't really infected with rabies, could they?