Chapter 3: Who Can Strike a Sword?
Although the fat cat Qi Dan seemed to be in good condition, Chen Le still carried the jade bottle in his hand, closed the door of the store, and went to the nearby pet hospital with the cat in his arms.
The result was told: "Your cat is very healthy, what?" Have you ever injured your hind legs? Don't be kidding me! ”
"Although the body size is a little too fat, but the round head and round brain still occupy a cuteness. If you have time, go back and take it to exercise more, after all, prevention is better than prevention. ”
What else can Chen Le say? I can only nod helplessly.
It's not like he hasn't worked hard to take the orange cat to fitness. But is it a sin for an orange cat to be fat? Saying this is obviously disrespectful to this race that grows meat when you drink cold water!
After leaving the pet hospital, Chen Le let out a light breath.
All in all:
At the moment, I can be sure that the result is that the things of the mysterious system are real.
And the bottle of Zhongpin Rejuvenation Pill in his pocket is indeed not ordinary!
"I thought it would be so ordinary for a lifetime, who knew that fate played such a big joke on me?"
Chen Le pressed his shoulders with his hands behind his head, only to feel that the sky was particularly blue and charming this night, and he couldn't help but want to have a tactical retreat.
But wait...... What's going on with that sneaky fat cat on his legs?
"Shakudan! Shakudan? ”
Chen Le just shouted twice, but this time the orange cat, which had always been very obedient, did not stop, but ran faster and faster, and soon disappeared into the shadow of the tree in front of him.
He was left alone to look at it in a daze for a while. "Convinced, who would have thought that a fat man could be so elegantly moved?"
"Some cats, shouting and shouting and disappearing......"
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Under the gentle moonlight of summer.
A ...... No, a lump of orange creatures writhing and marching in the direction of the small park, to be exact.
It's called Shadan, and it's one and a half years old.
Orange cat, with hair weighing eighteen pounds and three taels.
It's still a developing baby.
Tonight it is going to do a major event in its life: two and a half months ago, on a rainy night, it was still a stray cat, and it was picking up things in the garbage dump to fill its stomach, when it was targeted by four fellow wild cats, and was tragically besieged, and thus lame a leg, which can be described as a great shame for cats!
Later, after being adopted by his current kind owner, he began to eat like crazy.
First, I don't know how long such a good life can last; The two are a life of long-term wandering and bullying, which makes it understand that weakness will only lead to death, and it longs to become strong.
At least......
If you are unfortunate enough to be abandoned again, you can also have the courage to continue to live in this world.
Let's talk about being beaten by stray cats before.
Cats are actually very vindictive creatures.
If you don't take revenge on the spot, there's only one reason: it can't beat ......
Just a week ago, the sixteen-pound man limped on one hind leg and went to the small park to do something. The result is obvious, although it is strong but lame, it was beaten by the opponent again, and it almost wrote a miserable word on the door of the head at that time, and finally relied on the rough skin and thick flesh to survive.
But that's not a problem.
Because it feels like it's stronger than ever tonight, and its legs and feet seem to be slippery?
That's right, it's inflated again.
Passing through the green belt of the small park, it is already close to the edge of the garbage dump.
The fat cat shakutan tried the paws first, well, very sharp!
Then he sniffed his nose sneakily, the smell in the air was a little chaotic, mixed with the messy smell of all kinds of debris and rotten fruit, but other than that, he could still vaguely smell the smell of those who had been enemies.
Or rather, it's a biological instinct.
The corners of the fat cat's mouth flashed an evil smile, and it seemed that the time card was just right.
"Rustling ......"
The breeze swept by, rolling up half of the tattered black garbage bag, adding a bit of mystery to this quiet night.
An adult male cat with a brownish yellow body and a somewhat collapsed nose is gnawing most of the chicken wing bones, and there is a pair of fish bones under his feet.
There were also three wild cats next to them, dodging their gazes, picking up some bits and pieces of food.
Obviously, the relationship between them is not so strong.
"Hoo ......"
Another gust of wind picked up around the dump.
This seemingly quiet night was not peaceful, it seemed to be a rainy night again.
The flat-nosed cat that stepped on the fish bone seemed to feel something, and after it stopped abruptly, it looked at the flower bed next to the small park, and then saw an orange cloud "floating" out of the grass garden.
Although it couldn't see the face of the 'orange cloud' clearly, it clearly remembered the tonnage!
"Ho woo ......!"
After the sinknose cat shouted, several wild cat followers next to the garbage dump also bowed up one after another, surrounding the 'orange cloud' that charged over.
After years of territorial battles, they all thought that this man would be defeated like their previous opponents, and after being shocked by the words, they first stood still, and then began to fight after half an hour.
Unfortunately, the other side doesn't seem to have brakes.
Don't talk about martial arts either!
The gray cat in front of it was directly overheaded, and performed a super spiral ballet in the air on the spot, and only landed steadily after three and a half circles of free turn, and felt that the soul was floating with it.
And then the second one......
The third wildcat was alert, took two steps back, and moved out of the way.
So the sinknose cat on the garbage dump behind him was lucky to win the lottery, as if he had gone back to that year, when he was in his youth, he went to steal fish to eat, and was rewarded with a big hammer, and then he didn't know anything......
It was only at this moment that the 'orange cloud' slowly stopped.
I saw that this round fat cat kicked the ground on its hind legs, and actually stood up and looked around with proud eyes.
Finally, the lucky man witnessed this miraculous scene, shook his body in the cold wind, then tilted his head and blew up his hair, whimpered twice, and then stuck out his tongue with drooling and pretended to faint on the ground.
There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the rain began to fall.
This battle has just begun, and it has already ended completely.
As far as the eye can see, there is no enemy to fight here.
The rain wet its cat hair, making it look a little embarrassed, but at this moment, it has broken the shackles in its heart, it has defeated its enemies, and it has also defeated itself, it is no longer the little pitiful little who let others bully it a few months ago.
It's fat and it's standing up!
Acha!
It sneezed, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, leaving little time for it to pretend to be forced.
As it was leaving, it glanced at the chicken wing bones and broken fish bones not far away, which belonged to its trophies this time.
But it didn't go to eat.
Because it has its own way in its heart.
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