As if grasping the last straw, the greasy man trembled and stretched out his hand to the meow hall, but, maybe it was too expensive for too long, and the guide was not able to support the body, just a little bit, he was able to squat on his wife's meow hall.

The fingertips full of black dirt stopped at the tip of the nose of the meow hall, and then, no longer able to move forward a point, I think even if he can get it, presumably, the meow hall will definitely dodge, after all, he is a cat with a habit of cleanliness, so he will not tolerate a little dust on his body, and others will stain his fur, it will be even more impossible.

"She's dead," Meow replied quietly, squatting motionlessly on top of the old woman, and calmly glancing at her wrinkled, tormented face.

"No...... Impossible...... Big Swallow ...... ...... who won't die" Although Meow Dian's voice was extremely light, this sentence still caused unimaginable damage to this poor man.

"She's dead," looking at the poor man, his cloudy pupils began to dilate, his face was full of disbelief, and Meow Dian still replied quietly, his flat voice without a trace of waves.

"No......" The poor man lowered his head, rubbed his forehead lightly against his wife, the back of his hand that was no longer moving, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had epilepsy, and his mouth made a suppressed "woo woo" sound.

"Let her go," Meow Hall was still motionless, squatting on the old woman's body, raising her paw as if she wanted to lick it, but after lifting it, she just put it to her mouth, probably remembering something, and after being stunned for a moment, she had to take her paw back and continue to look at the man who was full of sadness.

"I'm going to save her! Save her! It seems that this sentence of the meow hall touched something for the man, and he just lowered his head, at this time, he suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened, and he glared angrily at the meow hall, it seemed that if the meow hall said one more word, he would hold the meow hall fiercely.

"Tsk, are you really saving her?" After all, the meow hall is the meow hall, for the man's intimidation without aura, as well as pseudo-attacks, he is naturally familiar with it, and it seems to be a sneering "tsk", and then he raised his claws again, and slapped it fiercely against the man who was kneeling in front of him, but he was still a lot taller than him.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and a blood-red cat's paw print appeared on the man's face, and the movement of the meow hall was very fast, I couldn't even see clearly, when did the meow hall hit him, how did he hit him, after all, the calves of the meow hall are so long......

I only heard a slap, and then, I saw the cat's paw prints on the man's face, and at this time, the meow hall was still elegant, squatting on the old woman's body, the heterochromatic mandarin duck eyes narrowed, quietly looking at the man who was beaten and stunned, kneeling in front of the bed in a daze.

"Hmm......" The man's eyes were erratic, looking at the meow hall in front of him, he seemed to be a little confused, and he let out a soft cry that seemed to be a dream, and after reaching out and touching the sore cheek (the author thought: don't look at the small claws of the meow hall, but the power is still there, this slap is not light), or a little overwhelmed, it seems that he doesn't understand at all why he was beaten, why he would be against a cat.

"Are you awake?" Meow Dian looked at the man who seemed to be suddenly sober, shook his beard, and the heterochromatic eyes that had narrowed into a slit before were now restored to their original appearance, with round pupils, like a pair of heterochromatic gems.

"I ......" The man still didn't seem to understand, maybe he didn't understand the current situation, but he kept scanning the surroundings, looked at me and Li Meng behind him, looked at the meow hall squatting on the old woman, and finally, he stopped his eyes on the old woman lying quietly on the bed in front of him.

"You almost killed the people of the city," Meow Dian answered lightly, and in his indifferent tone, there was no trace of waves, and he couldn't hear anger, happiness, or anything else.

"I'm just ......" Hearing Meow Dian's words, the man seemed to be taken aback, and then a little frightened, looking at his hands, which were a pair of wide and rough, and full of wounds and grease hands, in the palm of the left hand of these hands, there was a point of light that flashed with colorful light, like a little sprout that had just undergone the baptism of spring dew and was about to grow happily, jumping and swaying.

"Who gave it to you?" Meow Dian continued to interrupt the man's words lightly, and asked indifferently, with jewel-like heterochromatic eyes, staring at the man without squinting, his gaze was sharp and cold.

"I ......" The man was a little flustered, but he kept looking at his hands back and forth, not knowing whether he was frightened or unable to accept the fact that his wife was dead after all, but he just looked back and forth, unable to say anything else.

"Who gave it to you?" Meow Dian didn't care what the man was thinking about now, he just pressed to ask step by step, and even the elegant and lazy posture just now, now he was sitting straight, and he felt like he was ready to pounce at any time.

"...... Moncel?" The man seemed to be a little unaware of the meaning of the meow hall, although he heard the meow hall speak, but he still repeated a sentence with some doubts, and frowned a little blankly.

"It's the thing in your hand, who gave it to you?" Meow Dian took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, the voice was still faint, it seemed that he was a little irritated and shook his head, shaking his pointed ears, I don't know if his patience is about to run out.

"It's a student...... The boy ...... "Listening to the words of the meow hall, the man will stand up, and sit back suddenly, as if he is a little desperate, kneeling on the ground, leaning on a dusty water tank behind his back, muttering in some frustration, "Tall, with a dimple ...... when laughing"

"Be more specific!" Hearing the man's words, my heart suddenly tightened, because I remember very well that Du Mingwei's face was that there was a dimple when he smiled, and he really looked good when he smiled, after all, it was Bancao......

His short sleeves ...... There is a cat ......" The man leaned softly on the water tank, his eyes were closed, and his head was tilted to the side, and the words behind sounded like they were closer to whispering, thinking of this, I quickly looked at the meow hall, and found that the meow hall was just looking at him quietly, I looked over carefully, and found that the cat paw prints on the man's cheeks were faintly flashing a trace of white light.