"Is this a hemp thing?"
Looking at the arrogant Tom Cat, the weasel was confused. What is this
It stopped and looked at Tom Cat with fear. If it was not mistaken, this was a cat? !
So ugly!
Wencai was panting and hunching over. He was almost exhausted from running so fast while carrying a young junior fellow apprentice on his shoulders.
He glanced back and saw Tom Cat on the road. Wencai was not surprised at all, because our junior brother is so smart.
The art of making paper figures that he learned was so amazing that even his master praised him endlessly.
He whispered, "Junior Brother, can you beat this thing?"
“Hehehe!”
Russell snorted proudly. If it was a hundred-year-old yellow fox coming, he would turn around and run away without looking back.
If it's a little yellow-skinned kid who's been around for decades, he'll still bully him.
He waved his chubby little hands and roared, "The decision is yours. Go ahead, Tom!"
The yellow fox opposite had his hair standing on end, and stared at the Tom cat in front of him with green light in his eyes.
Although it thinks Tom Cat is a little ugly and looks a little weird, but with this series of names, it always feels like a character.
“Hmm!”
The yellow fox began to growl in his throat, keeping in mind the attack from the opposite Tom cat at all times.
But Tom Cat was not in a hurry. He opened his clothes, looked down, then turned back to look at Russell and said dissatisfiedly.
"?"
Russell blinked, tilted his head, and suddenly realized, "There weren't enough pieces of paper, so I didn't fold them for you."
"careful!"
Wencai exclaimed and pointed his finger behind Tom Cat. Then he saw the yellow fox leap up from the ground and pounced straight at Tom Cat's neck with its sharp teeth.
Tom Cat was too careless. This yellow-skinned creature was almost a demon, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon every day, and had been practicing Taoism for more than ten years.
Ordinary humans and animals would not be its match in a head-on confrontation, let alone when Tom Cat turns his head away, revealing his delicate neck.
Big taboo in the animal world!
The yellow fox leaped in the air and turned into a yellow shadow. It looked at Tom Cat's neck getting closer and closer, with a hint of joy in its eyes.
What a bullshit natural enemy, it’s all just a bubble. Wait until I bite his neck off and then I’ll deal with that fat kid.
The skin is tender and the meat tastes great!
The yellow fox's mouth was already approaching, but it heard the sound of whistling wind in its ears. It glanced around and saw a huge black shadow rushing towards it.
"bump!"
The yellow fox suddenly felt dizzy, many bones in its body were broken, and its internal organs were ruptured. It fell heavily to the ground, and blood finally flowed out of its mouth.
"you!"
The yellow fox raised its head in disbelief. It used its magical power to maintain its last bit of life, and stared with its eyes wide open stubbornly.
This time, it finally saw clearly what the black shadow was. It was a dark and reflective object.
pot
The yellow fox hung its head weakly, its eyes full of unwillingness. It had been dominating the mountains and forests for so many years, and had encountered countless sneak attacks from ferocious beasts.
But today I got into trouble. The cat opposite me had no martial ethics. It didn't use its claws to fight, but weapons!
Despicable!
Russell chuckled, and with an idea in mind, Tom Cat raised the frying pan in his hand and accurately hit the yellow-skinned cat on the body again.
Who says Tom Cat can’t have the Red Wolf form? It’s too big, be careful that it might turn into a Super Saiyan cat.
The yellow fox's eyes gradually dimmed, and it looked at Wencai and Russell with resentment. A yellow light flashed on its body, and it raised its head and let out a sharp and miserable cry.
The next moment, a frying pan slammed it into the ground, and the screams stopped abruptly.
But it seemed too late, more than a dozen strange chirping sounds came from a distance. Although they were far away, they sounded so harsh in the quiet night.
Wencai's face turned pale and he hugged Russell tightly with both hands, as if only in this way could he feel a little safe.
One is so difficult to deal with, and if there are more than ten of them, the two of them won’t even be enough to fill the gaps in their teeth.
"Junior brother, what should we do? Let's run."
Wencai's brain was working fast at this time. He found the one that he remembered most deeply and thought was the best among all the strategies he had learned in his life.
Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one.
"What are you afraid of?"
Russell jumped off Wencai's shoulder and walked straight towards the dead yellow-skinned creature. He bent down and skillfully picked up a small white ball of light.
Wencai naturally couldn’t see this. He touched Tom Cat beside him, his eyes full of envy.
There is really no need to be afraid. With this thing, you can almost kill one with one pot.
Russell was in a good mood at this time, "I thought of it a long time ago. Yellow foxes live in groups. Killing one will attract a group of them."
"As long as I'm here, the yellow-skinned people are nothing but clouds."
The next moment, an angry, extremely sharp cry came from a distance, and this cry even made the whole forest quiet down in an instant.
Obviously an old guy.
Wencai's legs began to tremble. He swallowed his saliva and looked at his junior brother Russell. "Why don't we run?"
Russell's eyes narrowed and he snorted, "Run? You have to be able to run away!"
In the silent night, one could hear the cries of a dozen yellow foxes getting closer in the distance, one group on the left, one group on the right, obviously they were about to encircle us.
Wencai's face turned pale. In this dark jungle, how could a person possibly outrun these wild beasts
Whether running forward or backward along the trail, the possibility of escape was extremely small.
Wencai was extremely scared at this time. He looked at the calm Russell and couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart.
What if my junior brother can create a miracle
"Can this thing beat that?"
Wencai pointed at the motionless Tom cat, and Russell shook his head, "This thing is inflatable, it won't last long."
"What?"
Wencai obviously didn't know that Russell was driving the car, and his eyes were confused.
"It just consumes mana!"
Russell rolled his eyes. "I have only been practicing Taoism for a few days. How can I have so much magic power? I can bully the younger ones, but not the older ones."
After hearing this, Wencai's face became more bitter. He then remembered that his junior brother seemed to be only eight years old, so how could his magical powers be so profound.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Russell took out a piece of paper from his arms. There were all kinds of strange patterns on the paper, and some cinnabar.
His chubby little hands kept folding flexibly.
Wencai felt that it looked very familiar. After hesitating for a while, he exclaimed, "Isn't this Master's treasure? He usually doesn't want to use it to draw talismans. Junior brother, you!"
"hey-hey!"
Russell chuckled, "Why do you think my paper figurine is so powerful? It would be a waste if I didn't use the Master's talisman paper."
His fingers moved quickly, and the talisman paper turned into a little man who looked exactly like Russell.
The little man kept making a strange movement, rolling his eyes, sticking out his tongue, and falling backwards.
The meaning is obvious: Master, your dear disciple is about to die, help!
Russell threw the paper man in his hand, and the man stuck out his tongue, arched his butt, and quickly flew towards the distant horizon.
Regardless of whether you can win the fight or not, you have to call the parents. This is the essence that Russell learned when he was in elementary school and had a fight.