The problem of dinner, and finally the ham sausage that Aunt Chen asked Ding Ling to go out to buy. Ben Meow was fortunate enough to go to a small food store outside the community.

I was dazzled by the dazzling array of goods, that is, the shopkeeper's dog was not very friendly, and he yelled at me for a long time.

Wait,Waiting for this meow to the community,,When I brought my brothers to find it,Said。

When she went home, Ding Ling didn't have to study on weekend nights, she turned on the computer and clicked on the player to catch up on the drama. I also crawled in front of the computer, holding the ham sausage and nibbling with relish.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ding Lingming had to go to school, so she turned off the computer and prepared to sleep.

I'm not a night owl either, and I have to be mentally minded for tomorrow's battle.

Can...... Grab the land, the first time, this meow is excited, excited. Tossing and turning for most of the night, I didn't fall asleep.

In the end, I fell asleep in a daze, and I didn't wake up until the noise sounded. This is unprecedented, and I usually sleep for four hours at most.

Stretch your waist and move your paws, and while Ding Ling went to wash, I took the pen and rope to the outer balcony and threw them down.

After a while, Ding Ling, who was blessed by cold water, passed by the door in good spirits, and didn't forget to call me: "Meow Teller, it's a walk." ”

I hurriedly moved, opened a crack in the security door and drilled out, and without waiting for the light rain at the door to react, I slipped downstairs with a smoke.

First of all, I picked up the pen and rope that I had discarded, and circled around to the cigarette outlet, and the chili oil that I dropped yesterday was hanging higher than I expected.

I struggled to climb up the pipe and get the bag of chili oil down.

When you're fully equipped, you're left to wear.

I followed the method of tying the pen yesterday, first wrapped a few loops of rope to tie the dead knot, waved it twice, and the pen was firmly fixed on the claws.

Very good.

I opened the pocket with a pen and smeared it with red chili oil.

Very good.

By the time I had worked hard to get up to the wall, the three wild cats were already rummaging through the leftovers outside the trash cans.

What about one ear?

I looked around and didn't see it, and I thought to myself, "This grandson shouldn't really be cowardly, right?

"Meow~" one ear.

I called for the wild dog, but the wild cat raised his head at the sound and roared at me, warning me repeatedly.

In the distance, the barking of dogs came, from far and near. In the mist, a black shadow rushed over like a happy one, not one ear.

It ran to a meter away from the garbage can, baring its teeth and barking, wanting to pounce on it but worried that I wouldn't help, afraid that one enemy and three would not be opponents, and it looked a little strong and dry.

I meowed: What roar? Is it reasonable to no longer be loud and understand?

One ear was stunned, I could guess its thoughts, it must be thinking whatareyou is doing? Didn't you say that it was good to grab the land?

But you don't need to roar when you grab land, do you? Otherwise, it will attract community security or someone else, who do you think we cats and dogs can benefit?

The scene was quiet and quiet. The three wild cats are a little blind, they know very well that one ear is here to grab food, but what am I here for?

I quickly revealed the answer, I didn't have enough experience and I couldn't think of more declarations, so I had to wave my claws and say viciously: I opened this road, I planted this tree, and I want to ...... Looking for food here......

Damn, it's not going to be smooth.

I broke the jar and said: This will belong to Ben Meow from now on, including the three of you......

Before I could finish speaking, one ear interjected: Did you hear me? In the future, I will mix with the Führer, eat fragrant and drink spicy.

The three wild cats were stunned, and then meowed and laughed, laughing at a cat who was in an ear rush and went to the hospital, and actually found a cat that had not yet been weaned to help.

Hey, this is laughing in one ear? It's clearly laughing at Ben Meow.

I waved my claw: Hit me!

One ear didn't move, and he tilted his head and asked me: Is this the fight? Don't you want to be reasonable?

It's more convincing to talk after fighting, fight!

I jumped off the wall, like a martial arts master, holding a judge's pen, focusing on the three roads, and the tricks did not leave my eyes, nose and mouth.

The wildcat beetle screamed in response.

Damn, it's faster than me and more powerful than me. A paw slapped the pen open, causing the door of my atrium to open wide.

At the critical moment, one ear did not forget the grace of a meal, and the dog barked and rushed up, forcing back the wild cat armor.

It said: It is too late to save the driver, and I hope that the head of state will atone for his sins.

Me: Poor, poor? Above!

It: Yet?

Me: You know the fart, just now Ben Meow deliberately showed weakness.

The three wild cats laughed and told me not to show weakness, but also to let me know why the flowers were so red.

The big war is about to start, the cats bark and the dogs bark, and they don't give in to each other.

I broke the deadlock and stormed forward, signing straight to the front door of the Wildcat Armor. Wildcat Armor relied on his experience in fighting me, and slapped it with one paw in a hurry.

With the force of its slapping, the pen swept out and swiped past the tip of Wildcat B's nose.

Next, it's time to witness the miracle.

The tip of the wild cat's nose subconsciously jumped a step, followed by a 500cc chicken blood, holding its nose and rolling all over the ground.

I hummed and sneered at the victory, and did not forget to educate one ear: remember, it is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers. When you go to war, don't think you're fighting, think you're killing. Do your best, leave no room for error!

One ear: the Führer mighty!

Wildcat A stepped back, looking at Wildcat B's injuries while cautiously asking, "What did you do?" How's it going?

I stepped forward step by step, secretly approaching Wildcat C, and at the same time said to Wildcat A: You still care about it? Just watch out for yourself.

Wildcat Armor was shocked when he heard this, took a step back and raised his paws, put them in front of his nose and sniffed.

The hearty smell of chili oil rushes straight to the sinuses, making it shake its head and tail so uncomfortable.

I took the opportunity to stab me obliquely and plunged into the battlefield of One Ear and Wild Cat C.

Their battles are fierce and boring. Just like kung fu movies in the seventies and eighties, two masters circle around the center of a circle, turn two times to test each other, and then continue to circle around.

Of course, they are definitely not masters, so they didn't turn in circles, but confronted each other and meowed and I smacked, and after you came and went back and forth a few times, Wild Cat C stretched out his claws and scratched, jumped in one ear and dodged his feet, and pounced on it to bite it, and Wild Cat C jumped to dodge, and then they continued to meow and I sowed.

You're really drunk, you both graduated from Beiying, right?

My sudden addition made a fierce splash in the battle that was about to fall into the wheel of eternity.

They all thought I had got two wild cats. Wildcat C retreated, and moved back on his toes to run. One ear is eager to perform and pounce forward.

Under the influence of one ear, one ear actually struck the hand and successfully pressed the wild cat under its paws. It opened its bloody jaws and bit down on Wildcat C's head.

Keep a cat under your mouth! I shouted to stop one ear, and said with a black face: What do you want to do? Just grabbing land, do you really want to kill someone?