"Meow~"
"Meow~"
"Meow woo woo~"
The little milk cat on the ground was so childish, trying to describe what happened,
Meow, meow, so-and-so, so-and-so,
In the end, I still didn't forget to stand upright on my hind legs, and drew a big, big circle in front of Java, expressing a very surprised body language.
After the painting was finished, the little milk cat landed on all fours again, and did not forget to rub Fangzheng's trousers again to please him.
Fangzheng nodded throughout the whole process, listening thoughtfully.
On the contrary, the two shriveled Southeast Asian old men on the opposite side were in a dazed state.
The eighth level of the legendary cat language
"Can you understand what it's saying?"
Unexpectedly, Fangzheng spread his hands together: "I don't understand."
Two people: "..."
They were dumbfounded at first, and then almost spat out another mouthful of old blood, and died on the spot.
This is already when they met Fang Zheng, they nearly vomited blood twice in a short period of time and died. They felt two consecutive humiliations from IQ and dignity.
After Fangzheng finished speaking, he knelt down and patted the little milk cat's head: "But I know that when a child talks to you, learning to listen is the most basic respect. Even furry children have their own ideas and self-esteem .”
The little milk cat on the ground meowed a few times under Fangzheng's pat on the head, and rubbed against Fangzheng's palm. At close range, it looked behind Fangzheng with some fear in its eyes, whimpered, and then lay down on the ground coquettishly rolling and acting cute. Zhao Fangzheng exposed his belly.
Showing its belly to people is an animal's expression of trust or submission.
This is a cat with a strong desire to survive.
Looking at the cat curse, who was supposed to be extremely cruel, lying on the ground shamelessly and flirtatiously, the two people on the opposite side had unbelievable dull expressions on their faces, both gasped, their faces were bewildered Sluggish, stuck in place like a piece of wood half-stepped into the loess.
What the hell is going on
Is this still the cruel cat curse in their eyes
This is an incredible scene.
For a while, it exceeded the imagination of their brain volume.
How could they understand the strong desire to survive and struggle in Maoju's heart at this moment.
At this time, after Fangzheng finished speaking, he glanced at the two shriveled old men in Southeast Asia from the corner of his eyes, and first glanced at the long and narrow ebony box with muddy smell in one of them;
Then glanced at the earth pit dug out by chipping away at the tiles behind the two of them;
In the end, his eyes stayed on several bloody corpses in the room, old and young, who seemed to be a family. When Fangzheng saw the dead bodies of this family, the expression on Fangzheng's face gradually became indifferent.
The two people on the opposite side also noticed the changes in Fangzheng's eyes and facial expressions. These two old foxes who have experienced the ups and downs of their lives don't know that they can't be kind today.
"Fight with them!"
"If we don't fight out today, they will definitely not let us live!"
Holding the long and narrow ebony box, he kept silent all the time, that is, the hoarse Southeast Asian old man who got the information and found here to dig things, let out a ruthless scream.
The battle broke out in an instant!
But the one who made the first move was not Fang Zheng, nor the two old men from Southeast Asia, but the little milk cat on the ground!
Woohoo!
The cat curse, whose hair was as black as splashed ink, had cold pupils and a dangerous roar from his throat.
The sharp claw popped out from the right front paw, and it clicked on the tiled floor, sparks shot up.
In an instant, the cat shadow on the wall of the room expanded rapidly, becoming huge, and the entire room was instantly swallowed by the cat shadow on the wall, ah!
With a shrill scream, I saw the original owner of the cat curse, an old man from Southeast Asia with a deep and stern voice, bleeding profusely, and the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be cut by a sharp knife in an instant, and the flesh and blood rolled back in pieces, dying a very miserable death. Like Ling Chi torture, there is not a single inch of good flesh from head to toe.
The curse backfires.
Instant sudden death.
Not even the strength to resist.
Fangzheng snorted. He didn't feel sympathy for the old Southeast Asian man who died of the cat's curse. Instead, he was a little surprised at the huge contrast between the little milk cat's front and back. One moment he was flirting with him, and the next moment he became a violent person.
"The cat curses back!"
"You are forcing me! I don't even have control over the things inside. I originally planned to spend ten years! Twenty years! Come and sacrifice this knife and use it to feed my little devil! Everything is done by you!" Forced me!"
The last surviving Southeast Asian old man, with determination and cruelty on his face, directly opened the long and narrow ebony box that he had been holding tightly in his hand.
Inside the ebony box is a knife.
In an instant, the temperature in the room dropped sharply. Even with a body as strong as Fang Zheng's, he still felt his hairs stand on end, and his skin felt a distinctive coldness.
It's cloudy.
Resentment surged.
Fangzheng's expression changed.
This is a ghost-headed knife with a wide back and thin blade, and a heavy blade. It is actually a complete ghost-headed knife.
Ghost head knife, also known as devil knife.
To chop off the heads of the wicked,
It is stained with the torrential resentment of the heinous criminals,
Therefore, it was regarded as an unknown blade in ancient times.
It's a great weapon!
Unexpectedly, here, I would come across a complete Ghost Head Knife.
Mao Cur's two vertical pupils stared straight at the knife in the ebony box, as if he had encountered some natural enemy, and his hair exploded. Mao Cur and Fang Zheng, one person and one cat, shot at almost the same time to stop it.
Fangzheng took a big step, and sprinted away quickly, leaving footprints of explosion on the tiles in place. He wanted to snatch it, but it was still a step too late!
Because everything happened in an instant, the other party had already pulled out the knife.
At this time, Fang Zheng just rushed to it.
The Seal of the Subduing Demon Vajra!
The hands are fisted, the blood in the body is surging, blood-stained, the masculinity is as strong as a burning furnace, and the three lamps on the shoulders and the top of the head are blazing.
What greeted him was also a punch as skinny as chicken feet.
boom!
Like a thunderbolt blowing down on the spot, the air shook violently... Afterwards, a figure flew upside down!
Boom!
The wall of the room crashed and collapsed, crashing several walls one after another, and the person rushed out of the path outside the house. Only then did the person stop the charge.
It turned out to be Fang Zheng!
It was Fangzheng who was thrown flying by the opponent's punch!
The accident came too fast, and the cat's curse, which felt the threat from the outside world, also froze at the same time, and the black shadow of the cat rose again on the wall in the room.
expand rapidly, become larger,
The cat shadow swallowed the entire room, and also the old Southeast Asian man with the knife, puff!
Puchi! Puchi!
The body was instantly as if it had been lingering, and in the blink of an eye, pieces of flesh and blood were peeled off, blood flowed profusely, and it was beyond recognition. If it were a living person, it would be impossible to live.
However!
boom!
Knock down!
The ground trembled, the earth and rocks burst, and several pieces of earth and rocks the size of a millstone exploded. The foundation of the house could not withstand such a huge force, boom!
Collapsed, turned into ruins.
Amidst the smoke and dust, the Southeast Asian old man walked out of the dust with a ghost knife in his hand. Blood flowed profusely from his body, and almost all flesh and blood from his body was stripped away. He was lifeless, but resentful!
The wind howled in the dark alley.
(end of this chapter)