In the end, there were two people who were not caught and were escaped by the other party. With a huge manor and so many guards, two ordinary people were able to escape. Lord Rat wondered if he was so merciful to his subordinates that they couldn't even do their job well.

"My lord, the identities of the two escapees have been found. One is a sparring partner in the Changsheng Martial Arts Gym, and the other is the small owner of a breakfast shop in the slums. Do you want to go and get them back? ”

Lord Rat scolded: "Idiot, do you think I can cover the sky with one hand, Changsheng Martial Arts Pavilion is not easy to mess with." Since they have escaped, it is their fate, and if they have the opportunity to do it again in the future, this time I will spare them once. ”

Ten Thousand Rats' Cave.

Zhang Qingyang, who was thrown on the ground, didn't know how long he had been lying down, his body seemed to have some pain, and he woke up in a trance.

Zhang Qingyang sat up, his mind gradually sobered up, his eyes looked around, and in the dim cave, his vision was very poor.

Suddenly, he saw a fist-sized gray mouse, lying on his shoe and biting hard, the pain just now came from its teeth piercing into the flesh.

Zhang Qingyang, who finally came to his senses, did not hesitate, and kicked the energetic gray mouse that was gnawing away.

In the dim corners of the surroundings, a faint green light lit up.

"Squeak!"

After a few seconds of stalemate, more than a dozen large and small gray mice screamed and pounced, very fierce.

Zhang Qingyang got up with a bone, kicked left and right, and it really took a lot of effort to drive away and kick more than a dozen rats to death.

"What kind of rat is this, so fierce. Zhang Qingyang also paid some price, and was given a hard bite on his thigh by a mouse that jumped up, although he was not bitten off a piece of meat, but he was torn open by sharp teeth with a finger-long hole.

Zhang Qingyang raised his head and looked around.

It looks like a cave, but there are some lights hanging on it, and the dim light is coming down from it. Zhang Qingyang knew in his heart that this should be the Ten Thousand Rats Cave of Lord Rat.

The previous memories flooded into my heart, and I was knocked unconscious by that terrible guy Ping Sanjiang, what a terrible enemy. Then he was caught and thrown into the Ten Thousand Rats Cave to feed the rats.

Since he is not dead, he has a chance, and he should first find out if there is a way to the outside in the cave.

"What sound?"

The murmur of "boom, boom" kept coming. Zhang Qingyang looked down and was surprised to see that a group of rats came out of nowhere, gnawing on the corpses of more than a dozen mice. Occasionally, fights erupt over the carcass of rats, and whenever an injured or bitten rat appears, other rats rush up......

Zhang Qingyang frowned, the combat power of a single mouse was extremely limited, but if these rats the size of a fist and an extremely vicious personality swarmed up, Zhang Qingyang thought about that picture and couldn't help but shudder.

Zhang Qingyang touched his arms and legs, except for some pain, they were fine. In the previous battle, although there were some flesh and internal injuries, the bones did not seem to be too seriously injured, and basically, they still maintained a large combat effectiveness.

Taking advantage of the fact that these rats were busy eating the corpses of their kind, Zhang Qingyang decided to leave this dangerous place immediately.

Zhang Qingyang raised his legs and left, and as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly felt a deathly silence in the cave, and there was no sound except for his own footsteps.

Zhang Qingyang turned his head and found that the rats around him suddenly stopped eating, and one by one the dark green eyes stared at him greedily.

Zhang Qingyang's scalp was numb, and he turned around and ran without looking back.

Behind him, there was a dense, shredded sound of running.

As he escaped, Zhang Qingyang found that under the surrounding mountain walls, new rats were constantly joining in and chasing him.

You can't run anymore, or you will be drowned by the torrent of rats sooner or later.

Zhang Qingyang stood still, turned around, and suddenly gasped.

In a moment, the rat swarm spread out from his eyes like a fluffy gray carpet, and he didn't know how many were black.

Zhang Qingyang's heart almost jumped to his throat, and his hands and feet were cold.

"Fight!" At the critical moment, Zhang Qingyang still overcame his fear, decided to give it a go, and fought with the rats.

Suddenly!

A terrible cat meow echoed through the cave: "Meow!"

The rat swarm that came in like a tide was suddenly stopped.

A fat orange cat jumped down from a height and landed lightly beside Zhang Qingyang.

"Big head!" Zhang Qingyang was surprised and delighted.

The big head raised the cat's head and glanced at Zhang Qingyang. Zhang Qingyang saw his contempt for himself from it, and probably said: "Isn't it just a group of rats, afraid of hair." ”

Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but explain: "Big head, the rats here are fierce." ”

As soon as the words fell, the rats moved again, and with the "squeak" sound like a sharp weapon scraping the glass, the rats seemed to be out of anger and pounced.

The big head replied with a louder cat meow: "Uncle is not afraid." ”

The fat body burst out in an instant, making Zhang Qingyang ashamed of his flexibility, and instantly rushed into the rat group. With a wave of the fat paw, the rats in front of the big head were all slapped away. The space was instantly emptied and filled in an instant, and rats continued to jump from the periphery into the inner perimeter desperately.

Zhang Qingyang's blood was boiling, and he also rushed forward.

A man, a cat and a swarm of rats engage in a desperate battle.

The ferocious rats are not afraid of death, and the huge base also allows them to always control the rhythm of the attack.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Zhang Qingyang is much stronger than the big head, but in the face of a small opponent with a huge number of mice, Zhang Qingyang's record is far worse than the big head.

The big head, limbs, minions, and even the tail can exert a killing attack on the mice, but Zhang Qingyang kicked out but couldn't kick a few mice.

"Big head, what about your subordinates?" Zhang Qingyang said.

The big head swept away the rats around him, jumped three times and jumped onto a raised rock wall, and raised his head and let out a sharp cat meow.

Then a cat meow seemed to respond to the big head, and one after another rang out in the depths of the cave.

"I'll go, there's really a rescuer. Zhang Qingyang was overjoyed, at this moment, he had been scarred by rat bites, and he didn't even have time to think about whether he would be infected with rabies or something.

With the sound of cats, more than a dozen cats of various colors, like a strong ragtag army, followed behind the big head and plunged into the rat colony.

Since the beginning of the war, the most brutal and fierce battles have begun.

The rats visibly became restless, and the screams rang out incessantly.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly found that the rats around him were basically emptied, and sure enough, this is the power of natural enemies.

Zhang Qingyang was a little idle for a while, and after hesitating, he wondered if the bridge of the mind could communicate with these crazy mice.

The rat swarm, which did not want to die, only lasted two or three minutes, and finally lost the battle with the natural enemy.

Leaving behind a pile of countless rat corpses, the tide receded.