Chapter 187: You! The destined shovel officer!

After the black charcoal howl, the cats in the grass froze there, and in some places where the grass was relatively low, you could still see some erected cat ears moving pointedly, as if to distinguish the sudden howl full of disobedience of this tama, which belonged to the guy in the neighborhood.

There are also a few cats that are less timid and more sensitive to the surrounding environment, and they are directly frightened and jump up, and even those grasses can't hide their figures.

Ermao, who was taking a puff of cigarette, was so frightened by the black charcoal that he choked directly on the cigarette, and coughed so much that he almost fell down. This is the first time he has heard black charcoal scream, although he has heard Wei Ling say that black charcoal has made great achievements in the KTV private room, but he never thought that the impact on hearing was so big, no wonder Wei Ling used "howl" instead of "scream".

Su Musha had already been mentally prepared, so he was not frightened by the black charcoal, but then he saw the flower cat pulling his ears and turning his head to look at the black charcoal, and the obvious disgust in his eyes made him laugh and almost fall off the reflector.

Frustrated black charcoal grinds its claws on the roof of the car, scratching a few scratches on it.

The cats continued to yell at the people on the ground, and the surrounding cats paused before continuing to gather in the middle under the leadership of the cats.

Ermao, who finally finished coughing, threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it with his toes, glanced at the large grass in the distance, and shook the goosebumps on his body.

The scene is really a bit weird now, there are already a dozen cats gathered around, looking at the posture, there are other cats who will hear the movement and run over.

For the sake of safety, Ermao still opened the car door and got in, it didn't seem like he needed to do it himself, and these cats didn't look friendly.

Su Musha also climbed onto the roof of the car, the reflector position was a little low, he couldn't guarantee that a cat passing by the car suddenly made a mistake and jumped up to give himself a paw.

As for the problem of touching up the paint, just now he heard the black charcoal grinding its claws on the roof of the car, anyway, it is all going to be repaired, and it doesn't matter if there is one more or less.

Su Musha and Black Tan squatted on the roof of the car, watching the cats gathered around them, led by the flower cat, pounce on the people who were struggling on the ground.

Compared with those pure pet cats in the city center, these cats in the suburbs are much wilder, after all, most of them are free-range, playing in the fields every day, and fighting with the dogs when they have nothing to do. What's more, there are some wild cats mixed in it, and the wild cats that need to forage for their own food are naturally fierce, and there is nothing to say.

There are some cats that are less courageous, just walking around the perimeter in circles, occasionally looking for an opportunity to go up and scratch it.

Others who are more daring and ferocious will follow the cat to pounce on the man, and there will always be some cats whose personality is similar to that of the sheriff, and the more frustrated they are, the more courageous they become, and they are kicked out, and they get up and continue to pounce on them, biting and scratching.

Ermao looked at the pile of cats piled up on the man in the car, and felt that the goosebumps on his body had added another layer, so he quickly rolled up the window, for fear that those cats would be dizzy and rush into the car.

After a while, Ermao got out of the car and shouted at the cat to stop. He wasn't going to let this guy die here, so he had to stop it in time.

The flower cat heard Ermao's cry, and responded reluctantly, scratching at the man a few times, and then retreated, walked to the side of the car and licked the hair on his body, which was already stained with a lot of blood.

Without the summons of the cats, the other cats gradually stopped, scattered around and licked their paws.

The clothes and trousers of the man on the ground had long since become blood-stained rags, and he curled up there without moving, only a slight undulation indicated that the man was still alive.

Ermao stuffed the person into the trunk again, and said that he would take care of the rest of the things to ensure that the cat would never see the person again. Su Musha thought that this meant that he really wanted to kill people, right?

When the car drove back to the side gate of Chuhua University, Hei Tan jumped out of the car with Su Mushao on his back, and the flower cat was still squatting in the back seat with his eyes closed, and he didn't look like he was going to get out of the car at all.

Hei Tan didn't care about them, and hurriedly ran home with Su Musha, now that Jiao's father is not here, it can't be too late to go back, Jiao's mother will be worried.

The next day, when Su Musha followed Hei Tan downstairs and was about to go out for a circle, he saw the flower cat squatting on the edge of the flower bed, facing his own building.

It seems that yesterday's strategy of relying on Ermao was unsuccessful and was forcibly refused, so he squatted at the door to block people.

Whether it's a lord or a cat, even if people have to talk about their eyes when they pick cats, isn't it the same when cats pick shovel officials, and the shovel officials they fancy in their own homes have to rely on them to die.

Seeing Black Tan and Su Musha, the cat just glanced at it, and then continued to nap, but if it heard the sound of the door curfew, it looked towards the iron door.

Today's weather was a little cloudy, and Su Musha had just been on the side of the Red Army for a while when it began to rain lightly. Su Musha hurriedly said goodbye to the Red Army and went home, his small body was good at everything, but he couldn't get drenched.

Running to the door of his own building, Su Musha also looked around, and the flower cat was no longer there.

Squeezed in through the crack in the grille of the access control iron door, Su Mushu wondered if he was fat or strong again, how did he feel that this gap was a little small?

I think I could have gotten in casually and directly.

Climb the handrail of the stairs, run upstairs to your house, just run to the third floor, I saw Ermao's door open, Ermao's voice came from inside, there was obviously no one else in the house, I guess it was on the phone, but it didn't sound very good,

Su Musha ran to the fifth floor, but the door of Jiao's house was not opened. Black Tan went to send Xiaoyuzi to school and walked in circles, and he should not come back as soon as he did.

Su Musha squatted over there and thought about it, then turned his head and ran downstairs again, anyway, it was boring to squat and wait, so it was better to go downstairs to find that tease.

Running all the way into Ermao's room, Ermao looked at the rain curtain outside in a daze, heard the sound of Su Mu covering the desk, turned his head to look, and unusually did not speak to mock, but continued to turn his head and look out the window.

Obviously, Ermao is not in a good mood.

At this time, a slightly hoarse and subdued voice came from outside.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it rains all over the streets......"

Ermao: Which neuropathy of "......" is chanting poetry?

Su Musha: The "......" general's cheap bird, it is said that his owner took him to Hope Primary School, and when he came back, he actually recited poems with great "feelings".

Ermao continued to smoke at the rain curtain outside the window, took a few puffs, and suddenly threw the cigarette into the ashtray, then stood up and picked up a folding umbrella: "Hey, Gray Fur Ball, I'll go out once, will you help me watch the house or go together?" ”

Su Musha climbed up Ermao's shoulder with a smoke, he was idle anyway, he was going to follow to see the excitement.

You! It was chosen by the flower cat! Fate! Shovel officer! Do you still want to escape?