And a whisper sounded behind me: "It's mentally ill for such an adult to wear a mask, right?"

"Is he holding a leopard?"

……

It's no wonder that they are curious, cats walk similarly, and with their unusual size, they are inevitably criticized.

In this regard, I can only speed up my pace, thinking about getting out of the crowd as soon as possible.

Seeing that I was about to turn into the alley, an extremely terrible howl suddenly sounded beside me.

I looked back and saw that the golden cat had rushed over at some point, and was lying on top of a woman at the moment.

When I looked from the side, I saw that the hooks on its claws were all sticking out, and the fangs that came out reflected the cold white light in the sunlight.

it!

If this claw goes down, no one will be killed!

I rushed forward with a brisk stride, grabbed him by the waist, and gave the woman under him a chance to breathe.

Even if I tried to stop the tragedy as fast as I could, the woman was scared like chaff, and a puddle of liquid was leaking from under her.

The most shocking thing is that there is still a half-foot-long cut on her cheekbone.

Everything was only in the light of light, and the people around quickly gathered into a circle.

"Call the police, you can't let him go!"

"This is obviously a mental illness, let the doctor come first!"

……

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone was coming up with ideas according to their own wishes.

At this moment, a boy ran out of the crowd, and the moment his eyes fell on the woman, he looked up at me again.

"Ahh

The way he lunged at me was more like a madman than I looked.

I looked at his skinny arms, sighed silently, and let his jumbled fists smash down on me.

I can run now if I want to.

And I can guarantee that they won't catch me.

But if you get into trouble, you can run, it's not a gentleman's doing.

This man is half a head shorter than me, and when I look at him, I can only lower my eyelids: "It's useless for you to kill me, and the money you should lose will not be less."

"What's the matter?"

The man panted and took a few steps back, raised his hand and pointed at the tip of my nose, "Rich, amazing?"

"If you have money, you can take people's lives!"

I just feel like my brain is swollen, and I obviously didn't mean that.

The excitement of the crowd was ignited again, and in a few words, I had become a rich and unkind person.

The point is, I'm so poor that I'm about to sell blood, who is a rich man?

The man's fist slammed into me, but the physical gap was here, and he couldn't hurt me at all.

After a while, he suddenly looked at the golden cat, and pinched its neck with a hideous face.

Damn, I can move it, I can't move it!

I leaned forward, my shoulder hitting his heart.

I just wanted to block him, but I never expected that his thin body was vulnerable, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Now, it's a hornet's nest.

The man crawled to his feet and cried out in a heart-rending voice, "The madman is beating people!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this moment, several shouts suddenly erupted from the crowd, and the crowd split like a tide, and several people in white coats walked in quickly.

I looked at it, and on the pocket of my coat, there were a few red words clearly written: Anding Hospital.

"Young man."

The leader of the doctors was a middle-aged man, who looked white and clean, and smiled with a spring breeze on his face, a bit like a neighbor's uncle.

"If you have something to say, speak slowly, don't get excited."

The way he tried to calm my emotions made me cry and laugh: "Big brother, it's really a misunderstanding."

"I wasn't excited, and I didn't want to hurt anyone."

"Yes, yes."

The doctor nodded vigorously like a child, agreeing with me, "This is not the place to talk, why not change the place?"

Changing places? Did you take me straight to the hospital?

I shook my head calmly, "I'm going to wait for the police to come."

Although I am the party at fault, at this juncture, I can't trust anyone except the police.

The warmth on the doctor's face did not change: "The police will be here soon, don't worry."

"It's easy to get hot when it's hot, so drink some water."

As soon as he waved his hand, the people around him hurriedly handed over a bottle of water.

The doctor deliberately put the water in front of my eyes, and the cap of the bottle clicked, "Freshly opened, don't worry."

I didn't take the water, and I replied calmly, "I'm not mentally ill."

"Who said you were mentally ill?"

He slowly lowered the water at my feet, "Don't be so vigilant."