"It's ......"

Fiona looked at the crowd downstairs that was already in chaos, and her heart was full of shock.

Although she knew that the boss told her to bring in all the media, something big would happen, but the way it has developed is really beyond her expectations.

Now the whole square is in chaos.

Ever since the young man named York kicked the stray cat who seemed to be the leader to death, it seems that all the stray cats in the Kukamon community have gone crazy and launched a suicidal charge against the so-called environmentalists who came to seize their own territory and killed the big brother in the lead.

Originally, those people tried to refrain from attacking stray cats in order to maintain their so-called environmental protection hearts, but if you have actually fought with cats, you know.

It's also scary for a house cat to go crazy!

So the disguised faces of those caring people didn't last for thirty seconds, and they had to use eighteen kinds of martial arts to fight with these stray cats.

This face!

Gee!

Hundreds of so-called caring people in the square fought with thousands of stray cats everywhere, and the screams of people and the wails of cats everywhere were quite bloody!

On the one hand, they have to resist the crazy stray cats, and on the other hand, they have to seize the opportunity to take the lead, and a group of reporters in the urban entertainment sector have now become war correspondents.

In less than five minutes since the start of the human-cat war, the ratings of the entire Los Angeles media have risen to an all-time high, after all, it is human nature to gloat at any time.

Watching a group of caring people from the so-called animal protection organization tearing up stray cats from the screen is much more exciting than watching those so-called celebrity reality shows.

"Meow!" In the chaotic scene, no one noticed that the black cat, which had just begun to be kicked to death by York, got up from the ground again, avoided the crowd and the camera's perspective, and crawled out along the pipe.

"It's coming!" The black cat was as strong as the wind, and the smooth walls were like flat ground to it, and it jumped directly onto the windowsill on the third floor, and climbed directly through the ventilation hole.

"Boss!" Fiona only felt a flash of black light in front of her, and a black cat suddenly appeared in front of her, so frightened that she quickly screamed.

After all, the human-cat war below is too infiltrating, and those so-called environmentalists are now gradually being beaten by stray cats, with blood marks everywhere on their arms and faces.

While stray cats can't be as capable of killing people as their distant cousins, tigers, it's more than enough to cut a few blood grooves on your body.

Fiona took two steps back and covered her face with her hands, for a woman, if her face is scratched, then it is really more terrifying than killing her.

"Well done, thank you!" Just to her surprise, Li Qingyuan saw the black cat crawling up, not only was he not surprised at all, but nodded at the black cat and said.

"Meow!" The black cat shaved its paws gracefully, and then one jumped onto his office chair, where he yawned.

Fiona swore that since following the boss, she had encountered far more psychic crits every day than she had in the previous twenty years.

Even when her parents ran away at the age of six, she was left alone to take care of two-year-old Lipp and one-year-old Carl, she was never so shocked.

Although it is just a black cat, the graceful and luxurious temperament that emanates from the other party feels as if he is facing a queen.

"Boss?" Fiona cautiously looked at the black cat lying on the chair yawning, and asked Li Qingyuan.

"You said that these dead guys shouldn't come back this time!" Li Qingyuan pointed to the messy square outside, in the short less than ten minutes of the man-cat battle just now, the so-called loving soldiers were defeated like a mountain, and they were caught by a group of stray cats crying dad and mother, and now there are only pools of blood and the corpses of dozens of cats left in the square.

After all, cats are still too different from human sizes, and as long as they are kicked hard, they are basically not dead.

"Not anymore!" The biggest reliance of those caring people is that they have always stood on the moral high ground, and the melee just now has directly broken their bones.

Different from David's last private behavior, it was a melee of thousands of people just now, and the grandeur and scale of the scene were comparable to a small battle.

Now that group of so-called caring people can be regarded as completely famous.

Didn't they teach others every day not to pollute the environment and to be kind to animals, how did they get to themselves, and they were more ruthless than anyone else!

They are all a group of lords who stand and talk without backache.

The Los Angeles Animal Protection Association estimates that its reputation will not be washed away in ten or eight years, and it will be able to brush up the negative impact in his lifetime.

As for the trouble of coming to yourself, then wash and sleep even more.

"Strange news in the United States, today the Los Angeles Environmental Protection Association clashed with local stray cats when protesting against human harm to the environment and destroying the living space of animals in a square, and the environmental protection association immediately tore off its hypocritical face and brutally attacked helpless stray cats."

The entire social forum in the United States has been flooded with information about the human-cat war, and under the headline is a picture of a cat that died tragically on the empty square.

"These people are simply executioners, and they can treat such a cute cat with such a poisonous hand!"

"They're not real environmentalists, we're real environmentalists, even if they are eaten by cats, they won't hit cats."

"The Los Angeles Environmental Association is such a big joke!"

"Upstairs, what you said is so good, if you are bitten by a cat, you can't do anything!"

"Stray cats have to be caught and executed, it's a cancer in the city."

"Kill an uncaring person upstairs, the master is so cute, you dare to hit the master!"

……

The overwhelming messages and comments on the Internet are flying everywhere, anyway, it's the keyboard era, and it's a lot of meat to show your superiority if you talk about it, how Weiguang is.

"What do you think about this incident?" In an office on the left side of Capitol Hill in Washington, Francis looked at the news on the computer in front of him and asked Doug, who was standing in front of him.

"I, I don't know!" Doug. Stamp was a little at a loss, he wasted a month in Los Angeles this time, just to deal with a hairy boy, and the result was in vain, which really made him a little confused.

You must know that he has been with Francis for more than ten years, no matter what he does, he is not leaky, and it is by virtue of this conscientiousness and responsibility that he climbed to his current position step by step, but who knows that he actually capsized in the gutter.