Chapter 1272: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (15)

"Damn!" Albert saw the thing hit the glass of the window and flew into the room, and immediately exclaimed, "It's an incendiary bomb! Get out of the way!" Mutter's reaction was a little sluggish, not realizing what a horrible thing it was. Albert had no choice but to rush over and pick up the cat man boy and hit the floor to the side, as far away from the incendiary bomb as far as he could from the landing point!

"No! Mr. Harrison!" the cat-man boy didn't hold the bear puppet steady, and the teddy bear flew out of his hands and was left in place.

The incendiary bomb fell to the ground and shattered, spilling gasoline everywhere, creating a sea of fire that flooded half of the room! And the teddy bear that fell in place was not spared, and was immediately ignited by the flames!

"No!" the cat-man boy screamed hoarsely, "Mr. Harrison!!" He tried to throw himself into the fire to rescue his bear, but Albert was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed him: "Are you crazy?!!You will be burned to charcoal in a few seconds in that sea of fire!"But! But my Mr. Harrison!" Mutter cried and cried, and the whole person almost collapsed.

"It's just a stupid teddy bear!" Albert said angrily, "It's going to escape, hold on to me!" Mutter still stubbornly struggled, bent on breaking free from the tiger's grasp, and going back to the fire to save his bear puppet: "No! Quickly put out the fire! I want to get Mr. Harrison back!!" "Stinky little ghost!" The tiger didn't bother to reason with the cat man boy again, and smashed his fist directly into Mutter's stomach. The fist was full of strength, and it smashed the cat-man boy to faint in an instant. Albert picks up the unconscious Mutter and breaks out of the window!

"Hey!" As soon as he ran outside the house, he saw a sneaky black shadow, and just as he wanted to say something, the black shadow turned around and fled!

If Mutt was still awake and didn't need to be carried away, Albert would have been chasing the arson suspect at this moment. However, he had an extra burden, and his hands were "goods" that were difficult to excuse, so he could only let the black shadow escape.

Ten minutes later, on the coast of Cairo. The awakened cat-man boy squatted on the beach and sobbed quietly.

"Oh, please, let's go back to the hotel!" Albert was chilled by the sea breeze, "Isn't it just a goddamn puppet!" I have money, and I'll sell you ten more when I get back!" "You don't understand anything!" Mutter roared, "Mr. Harrison is special! He's the only gift Daddy Sphinx has ever given me!" The only good thing in my life! And you let him burn to ashes!!" (You care more about this meow than your home burned down!!) [It's not the only good thing in life], [You're sure to meet more good things in the future], [Be a man and look forward]—Albert had a few thousand words of excuses in mind to excuse Mutter. However, when the tiger saw the loss on the cat's face, he knew that Mutter had been poisoned too deeply, and he was like a fanatic who was trapped in the "Sphinx Cult" and could not extricate himself. Albert knew very well that saying anything to the faith maniacs would not work, they only believed what they wanted to believe, and their brains would never change.

Therefore, the tiger man youth changed his way of solving the cat man boy: "So, as long as it is a gift from the Sphinx father, you can meow?" Mutter was still full of tears, but he at least stopped sobbing and turned his head to look at Albert: "That's true, but what can you do?" "I'll help you win the Super Cup, and then I'll ask the Sphinx to give you another teddy bear." This time I'm going to get a guy ten times bigger than Mr. Harrison and squash you kid. A longing glint flashed in Mutt's eyes, but he immediately turned his head and sighed, "Impossible. Ever since the European teams joined the Super Cup, the competition has been fierce, and we only finished third in our best year, so we didn't dare to hope to win the title. Albert was dumbfounded: "This is not an American football event in Africa, why do European guys also come to participate?" "Because there are too few strong teams in Africa, the big guys think that the game is not enjoyable enough, so they merge European football games with meows." Mutter explained in a low voice: "It just so happens that dark American football in Europe is booming, and they seem to be replacing training with a violent sport like football" "Whew!" Albert scratched his head: "Whatever! Anyway, I'll help you win the championship! I'll get Mr. Harrison II for you! So stop crying, wipe away your tears and go back to the hotel to rest!" The cat-man boy thought for a long time, and finally reached out and wiped his eyes, and looked at the tiger-man young man suspiciously: "I hope you can do what you say, otherwise-" "Otherwise?" "Otherwise, I will hate you for the rest of my life." Mutter pouted.

Albert burst into tears.

(It's too similar.) It's exactly the same. "Go back. You shouldn't be afraid to take the elevator in the hotel, right?" the tiger held back the sour feeling in his heart, and reached out to rub Mutt's cat head. It was surprisingly soft, like a fluffy mass of marshmallows.

"The elevator in the hotel was quite spacious, no problem. The cat boy followed the tiger: "I often have to take the elevator when I work in the hotel, and the stairs are too slow. "You work in a hotel, mainly what do you do?" Albert asked casually as he walked.

"Some chores. Cleaning the room and the like. Mutter replied nonchalantly, "Occasionally, I help out in the kitchen with some meals." "Oh, great! If the VIP room had its own kitchen, I would have had breakfast every day." "I'm not your servant!" said Mutter angrily, "and your breakfast is a protein drink, and it's better to eat less of anything else!" "Shut up! who wants to drink that smelly and disgusting thing!" The backs of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the slum, and a sneaky shadow was hidden behind a tree on the coast, secretly observing Albert and his party.

At the same time, in Great Britain, Vivien's Institute.

"Whew~!" Palamides walked into the living room with a big grin after taking a shower, dressed in a pair of pants and holding a can of beer.

"Daddy" was dumbfounded by the leopard-man boy Hal who was waiting in the living room.

"What's wrong?" the big cat got a little drunk after a few sips of beer and walked staggeringly. He sat on the sofa with his buttocks, put his arms around his little son with one hand, and laughed: "Wow, my little kitten, you really feel soft and smooth to the touch, how about pinching one?" He grabbed Howl's face with both hands and rubbed it around like plasticine, and the leopard boy was so red that he was very helpless.

"He's completely amused. Evil Star (the size of a fist) leaned on the back of the couch and said nonchalantly.

"It's a good thing Husky's dad won't be so embarrassed. The canine boy muttered in a low voice.

"Daddy, Daddy," Hal asked, pleadingly, as he struggled to break free from Palamides' face-rubbing attack, "Stop playing, we can start watching the game?" "Oh, of course. Palamides picked up the remote control of the TV, and his hand was still shaking: "Are you going to watch my game, or do you want to watch your Segrade brother's game?" I think it's better for you to watch the Segrade game, because, uh, Dad's opponent is very weak, and my game is not good." "It's because you made too much of a fool in the game and don't want to be seen by your son, right?" said Hellstar, right in the dead hole of Palamides.

"Ugh. The Leopard Warrior shuddered all over, "There's no such thing," "Then let's watch Daddy's game!" Hal said with a smile. He was indeed eager to know how strong his dad really was so that he could brag to his friends later.

"Okay. Reluctantly, Palamides pressed the button on the remote control and kept selecting the table until he got it right.

As dozens of TV channels in Great Britain broadcast different events, other games flashed by while the stations were selected.

The TV screen flashed through the moment when Bedwell slashed the chest of the great mage Logan with his sword.

"Huh?" Husky frowned, he seemed to have seen the uncle on TV there.

However, Palamides picked up stations as fast as he could run, jumping into dozens of stations in a second. The big cat eventually stopped on a radio station that had blocked out the bloody parts and had just started replaying the match between Palamides and Swordsman Syren.

"Ah, the photographer didn't get the angle right, and I looked a lot fat in the lens. The big cat looked at himself on the TV, got up from the couch, and complained, "So, boys, enjoy the game, I've got to walk away." "Hey, why don't you come and watch Meow together?" "It's my own game," the big cat scratched his head embarrassedly, "I've experienced it all once, what else do you want to watch replays?" It's embarrassing, you know." "Anyway, it's because the game table is too bad, and I'm afraid of being teased by the children. Once again, the Starlight Dragon pointed out Palamides' thoughts.

The big cat flashed his white golden eyes, quickly finished his beer, and instructed: "I'll come back when I go away, you guys have to be good." Evilstar, please supervise these two children and don't let them turn around. "This was meant to prevent kids from accidentally watching channels that weren't blocked for the game's gore. But it also sparked someone's displeasure – Husky frowned again. The canine boy had planned to turn around while Uncle Palamides was walking away to check the channel where his dad had flashed by. But now it seems to be out of play.

And Palamides, who took the opportunity to slip away, also turned his head and walked into Vivian's real room: "Vivian, are you still busy?" His wife glanced at the big cat, and a slightly naughty smile instantly flashed across the corners of her mouth: "Are you dressed like this to watch a game with the children? The big cat walked around behind his wife and hugged her, looking like he was going to make love.

"Wait, it's almost there. Vivien feigned coldness as she stepped up to modify Palamides' Luna Iron Arm Armor, as if she would be able to get the job done with Palamides.

"Oh, hehe~" The drunken big cat hugged his wife from behind and watched Vivien finish the work at hand. When the last part was assembled, the big cat pushed Vivien to the ground with a sharp push, and the two kissed fiercely.

And one of the Luna steel armours also fell from the table because of the passionate collision of the couple, smashing a hole in the hard-core metal floor of the real room.

The tiny cracks created by the cavity extend deep into the surface of the institute