Chapter Ninety-Three: The Fierce Flying Tiger
Zhou Xin was cooking dinner in the kitchen, and the halls were originally locked, and Bei Bei couldn't open it at all, but the Flying Tiger was not a cat, but a monster.
Li Chen and Zhou Xin have been in and out many times, and the Flying Tiger is no longer familiar with the doorknob of Zhou Xin's house.
Beibei: "Feitian, let's go out to see if my uncle has come back!" ”
Flying Tiger: "But what if your mother won't let you out?" ”
The Flying Tiger and Bei Bei have been abused very happily in the past few days, not to mention that Li Chen has given it enough magic cores, but it is better to sleep at night with air conditioning than sleeping under a tree in the territory.
Beibei: "Go to the door and have a look." ”
Bei Bei walked to the door, but couldn't reach the doorknob, the Flying Tiger opened the door with a jump, and Bei Bei climbed on the back of the Flying Tiger and swayed out again.
The Flying Tiger has been following Li Chen, and he is as curious as a child about this world without magical elements.
Flying Tiger: "I don't see the master, let's go back." ”
Bei Bei is still young, and he doesn't feel strange that the Flying Tiger is talking to people, the Flying Tiger has secretly communicated with Bei Bei in the past few days, and found that Li Chen did not blame it, and he became more and more bold.
Bei Bei pointed at Yang Qingxue: "That beautiful aunt is there." ”
Yang Qingxue walked with her grandfather and didn't notice Beibei, Beibei has a good memory, I remember that day with Li Chen, I saw Yang Qingxue and Zhao Mengyao.
Zhou Xin, who was busy in the kitchen, didn't know that his son had already run outside the villa on a Flying Tiger.
Sima Yan specially rushed back from other places today, and heard Dong Ruolan mention two days ago that Yang Qingxue likes pets very much, and specially bought a teddy dog, planning to give it to Yang Qingxue.
"This is a cat?"
Sima Yan stopped the car, because Bei Bei was riding a flying tiger and stopped in front of the Yang family's villa, blocking Sima Yan's way.
The Flying Tiger, which is more than 20 kilograms, is very cute and fat, with a snow-white mane that even covers its ears, and compared with modern tigers, the Flying Tiger looks more like a large cat.
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Sima Yan pressed the horn, Bei Bei was startled, and quickly hugged the Flying Tiger's neck, the Flying Tiger glanced back lightly, still unmoved.
For the car as a means of transportation, today's Flying Tigers are no longer strange, except for being faster, they are simply five scum.
"It's kind of interesting, this cat god can despise people!"
Sima Yan understood the expression of the Flying Tiger, turned off the engine and got out of the car and walked to Beibei: "Little friend, where are your parents?" ”
Bei Bei slid off the back of the Flying Tiger, hid behind the Flying Tiger and replied weakly: "Mom is at home, Let's go back, I'm looking for Mom." ”
The Flying Tiger nodded to Bei Bei, squatted down on all fours and let Bei Bei climb up, but Sima Yan was unwilling.
Such a smart pet, how good it is to give it to Yang Qingxue, although they are all rich people who live in this area, Sima Yan is confident to buy this white cat.
"Kid, uncle has fruit here, can you tell uncle where your house is?"
Sima Yan took another step forward, and he didn't dare to go any further, because the Flying Tiger shook Bei Bei down and was ready for battle.
Li Chen had said that the Flying Tigers were not allowed to use magic without his order, unless Bei Bei's life was in danger.
The Flying Tiger didn't know if Sima Yan was dangerous, but the Flying Tiger wouldn't let anyone except Li Chen and Zhou Xin touch Beibei.
Even if it doesn't practice magic, the second-order demonic beast Flying Tiger is a fierce existence on the earth, no weaker than those jackals, tigers and leopards.
"Young Master Sima, why don't you come in?"
The doormen of the Yang family finally found that the luxury car parked at the door, as well as Sima Yan outside the door, the two doormen opened the door and prepared to greet Sima Yan.
The Flying Tiger noticed that he was being attacked on both sides, jumped with Bei Bei in his mouth, and landed steadily in the flower garden next to the gate.
Sima Yan: "This... This is even more powerful than a professionally trained military dog, and I have to decide on this cat. ”
The doorman was also taken aback by the Flying Tiger: "Whose child is this, how can you let it play with a big white cat?" ”
Bei Bei was a little scared, sitting on the flower bed and hugging the Flying Tiger: "Feitian, let's go back, okay." ”
The Flying Tiger turned his head and licked Beibei's little hand, stretched out his front paws to help Beibei, and glanced at Sima Yan and the doorman.
Sima Yan returned to the car and took out the teddy dog, and smiled wickedly at Bei Bei: "Little friend, uncle has a puppy here, do you want to play with uncle?" ”
Feeling the coercion brought by the Flying Tiger, the originally naughty teddy dog shrank into Sima Yan's arms, and the teddy dog, who was too frightened, urinated on Sima Yan's body.
Sima Yan's face turned blue after he found out, and on his pale green shirt, there were dark green water marks, and even the night market on his trousers was stained with water.
The two guards wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, holding back their faces flushed, the Flying Tiger grinned at Sima Yan, made a mocking expression, and walked back with Bei Bei in his mouth.
Sima Yan pointed at the Flying Tiger: "Don't let it run." ”
The two guards grabbed the rubber stick and chased it out quickly, blocking the way of the Flying Tiger, because he was holding Beibei's collar, the Flying Tiger was not fast, so he could only pull over and confront the doorman again.
Sima Yan threw the teddy dog into the car and ran over to take the rubber stick, the flying tiger looked quite big, and Sima Yan was not afraid of a white cat.
Sima Yan approached the Flying Tiger step by step: "It seems that you can understand people's words, come with me obediently, lest I hurt you, and then you have to go to the veterinary store for injections." ”
With the IQ of the Flying Tiger, what does Bai Sima Yan mean, since it can't be avoided, then he can only make a move.
As early as when the doorman appeared, the Flying Tiger transmitted the voice to Li Chen's soul, Li Chen was rushing here, and he had already called Zhou Xin halfway through, asking her to go out to find Beibei.
Sima Yan pointed at the Flying Tiger: "Catch that white cat for me, remember not to kill it." ”
As for whether Bei Bei would be injured by mistake, Sima Yan didn't care about it at all, at most he would lose some money, as long as he caught this white cat, a little money would not matter to Sima Yan.
Yes...
Brute!
Before Sima Yan rushed up, he quickly retreated, and the two doormen who had charged up, one of the tendons in his right hand was scratched, and he was lying on the ground and rolling non-stop.
The other was even more miserable, the Flying Tiger grabbed a pair of eyeballs out as soon as he made a move, and the doorman covered his eyes and rolled a few times, and then lay on the ground and kept pumping.
"What's going on?"
"Sima Yan?"
"Who did that?"
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The screams of the doorman finally attracted the attention of the people around them, Zhao Mengyao lived next door to Yang Qingxue, and everyone ran out when they heard the screams.
Sima Yan pointed to the Flying Tiger beside Bei Bei, "Keep an eye on that white cat for me, you can shoot it if necessary, and I'll be responsible for what happens." ”
Zhao Mengyao followed Sima Yan's point, saw Bei Bei next to the Flying Tiger, and exclaimed: "Bei Bei, why are you here?" ”