Location: Deep Alley

Time: The moon is dark and the wind kills the cat night

Event: White Cat VS Orange Cat + Pack of Cats

Now for the results:

The Orange Cat Group wins.

The orange cat stepped on the white cat's nose with one paw, like a victor.

The white cat is pressed to the ground by several cats of other colors and rubbed.

Meow meow meow meow ~

This script is not right!

It has obviously received the transmission of the high cat (= high man), and it has become more spiritual. Now those cats, in its eyes, are simply stupid cats.

But......

Shouldn't this be the plot of Waste Wood Meow's counterattack?

But why did I fall?

The orange cat licked its bitten paws, with its intelligence, of course, it couldn't think of where the white cat had the courage to provoke them tonight, and it wouldn't think about why the white cat was no longer a scumbag.

All it knew was that the white cat had let it hang up today.

It's angry.

And next to a garbage can in the deep alley, a gray cat with a long scar on its eye is peeping at the situation in the deep alley.

The gray cat is a very common breed of domestic cat in the countryside, and it seems to be different from other cats in that it also knows how to hide in a black plastic garbage bag when peeping.

In the eyes of the gray cat, the orange cat is just an ordinary cat, and unlike other cats, it has a local tyrant owner who can raise it to be majestic and majestic.

It was the envy of the thin gray cat, because it knew that it would weigh a lot, and it would have a lot of strength, thick skin, and a very strong defense. Ignoring speed and agility, it's perfect.

And the owner of the orange cat is also very kind, and often feeds some stray cats, resulting in the orange cat that obviously has no spirituality, and over time there is a group of little brothers who rub cat food.

As a cat, the effect of going it alone and ** is completely different.

The failure of the white cat in front of me is a classic example.

Then, the gray cat made another major discovery tonight, the white cat, who was stupider than the orange cat in the past, was able to hurt the orange cat, which was absolutely extraordinary.

In the white cat, it sees something called rationality.

This shows that the white cat has reached the same level of life as it.

"Well, go back and report."

The gray cat turned and disappeared into the alleyway.

……

"Let's learn to meow together!"

"Meow me

"a ...... in front of you"

"Meow Meow~"

Crisp and immature singing resounded and echoed in the house.

In the morning, Zhao Yuan wore a set of tight-fitting small pink clothes, tied a soft ponytail, dressed freshly, twisted his waist and followed the video on TV to learn dance and gestures.

is different from all kinds of bewitching and cheap goods circulating on the Internet, Zhao Yuan's movements are extremely delicate, and the screen is full of cuteness.

The black cat at her feet also stood, and the girl's heart burst and writhed with Zhao Yuan.

A baby and a cat make the house overflowing with a lively and lovely atmosphere.

Zhao Jing pillowed on Sister Yan's lap, eating the melon seeds she helped him click, and watched the little girl dance and sing happily.

Zhao Yuan is actually not stupid, except for counting, he is still very good in other aspects.

Zhao Jing raised his head, and from this angle, Sister Yan's face was completely blocked by a certain part.

Is this paradise?

Zhao Jing closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed his salted fish-like life.

Then he shook his head again, and quickly squeezed the thought of this salted fish out of his mind.

No, he can't continue to salt, he still has a lot of things to do, from today on, he Zhao Jing, he must be a good socialist young man with ideals.

He still has a lot to do and a lot to fight for.

It's not about money, it's not about power.

The daughter's task still has to be done, and last night the conjuring consumed a task, but only gained a little Yin Virtue value, which is far below expectations.

Because of the system upgrade, it requires 150 Yin Virtue points, and now there are only 29 missions left.

After last night, he knows how difficult it is to find the right task.

Therefore, Zhao Jing still has to consider a complete plan, and there is no need to look for tasks aimlessly like this.

Like the Heavenly Master Bureau, you can contact it, it's no problem to be a consultant or something, once they find some powerful ghosts, he will completely go over and rob the monsters openly.

People can't ask for it.

There is also a cleaning company that can be opened on the surface, using the advantages of the Sunflower Treasure Book to cultivate his own Heavenly Master blood, establish power, and secretly compete with the Heavenly Master Bureau for business.

Of course, Zhao Jing's salted fish does not have such a big pattern and vision, all he can think of is to build a ghost hunting QQ group, or go to Taobao to open a ghost hunting online store.

These big plans were all plans made by Zhao Feiyan, the assistant of Xian, who blew the wind with him on his pillow last night.

According to Sister Yan's meaning, he only needs to provide professional technical support, and other business and management parts, everything can be handled by her.

Zhao Jing didn't understand this, but he believed in Sister Yan, and he had no doubts about the ability of a strong woman.

Then, while he was thinking nonsense, he noticed a pain in his ear, and then he was pulled up by someone.

"You stinky boy, you're really going to enjoy it! The eldest lady has worked hard outside for so many years, and she will come back to serve your big Buddha! How could I have such an unmotivated son as you. ”

Zhao Huixin twisted Zhao Jing's ears and pulled him up.

"Ouch, ouch, my mother, you tap~"

Zhao Jing shouted in pain and was kicked out of the door.

Outside the door, Zhao Jing scratched his head, looking helpless.

I haven't seen each other for so long, but my mother really hasn't changed at all.

In the room, Zhao Hui hugged her chest, and her anger didn't seem to have disappeared.

Meng Hu leaned into her ear and laughed: "My son has been away for a long time, you just talk about it every day, and now that your son is back by your side, you drive him out all day long." ”

Zhao Huixin blushed: "Whoever misses him every day, just like that bastard, how far and as far as he goes." The one who knows how to dislike her son is the mother. ”

Meng Hu held the noodles and didn't speak, just kept snickering.

Zhao Hui angrily took out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen, handed it to Meng Hu, glared at him and said, "Take it out and give it to him to eat, and if you don't finish it, you won't come in." ”

Meng Hu looked at the amount of noodles in Zhao Jing's bowl, and then compared the amount in his bowl, and immediately burst into tears.

Sure enough, the son is more important than the husband.

It's too eccentric,

It is always more for a son than for a husband.

"Hmph, knife mouth tofu heart!" Meng Hu turned around, and the big man was coquettish.

Zhao Huixin couldn't cry or laugh: "It's so sour, why do you even eat your son's vinegar." ”

……

Zhao Jing and Meng Hu, father and son, sat on the steps at the door and finished eating noodles.

Zhao Jing stood up and saw a white cat lying outside the glass of the window, quietly looking at the black cat dancing and gesturing with Zhao Yuan, and he was fascinated.

"Sheriff Black Cat, your little brother is here." Zhao Jing came in, said a word to the black cat, and then pointed to the glass window.

The black cat thought for a moment, jumped on the cabinet and grabbed a jar of cat food, and walked out.

Meng Hu and Zhao Huixin's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it when they saw the black cat like a villain.

Outside the door, the white cat, who failed to counterattack, limped to the black cat, and lay down silently, with a obedient face.

The black cat put down the jar of cat food, furious.

"He's meowing, who dares to bully my little brother?!"