Xue Jing smiled, picked it up gently, and said while stroking its cheek:
"Sorry, sorry, I'm back late. Are you hungry?"
"Meow~" the cat called softly.
"I'm worried about you, idiot."
Feeling the warm touch of the boy's hand on her cheek, the cat squinted her eyes, enjoying it a little.
It sniffed the boy's reassuring scent, but suddenly its brows furrowed and its pink nose twitched slightly.
'The smell of blood...?'
"Wait a minute, I'll make you something to eat."
Xue Jing put the cat on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
He had already eaten at Pei Youguang's house and ordered takeout.
Maomao looked at his back and felt worried.
'Was there a fight? Or something else?'
"Yes, he wants to learn martial arts so much, could it be that he was bullied outside?"
Thinking of this, Maomao couldn't sit still anymore.
This kind-hearted boy picked it up even though he knew it was a talking "demon cat". He also cooked delicious meals for it. He was very good at petting cats and it looked so pretty...
How could he be bullied
Damn it, who can bully him, who dares to bully him!
The cat was so angry that his imagination was burning with anger.
The cat's face is very anthropomorphic and uncertain, and the claws on the white gloves are constantly popping out, retracting, popping out, and retracting...
"Ahahaha, here comes the chicken soup."
Xue Jing came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of chicken soup.
He was in a very happy mood because of the gains on the skill panel, and couldn't help but make a joke.
But Mao Mao, who had imagined a lot of things, felt that the smile on his face was a forced one.
"Huh? What's wrong? You don't like chicken soup?"
Xue Jing looked at the cat with an anthropomorphic gloomy expression on its face with surprise.
Wouldn't that be a pity... He ate too much at Pei Youguang's house. If the cat doesn't eat, wouldn't the chicken soup be wasted
There was a hint of sadness on his face.
The cat couldn't hold it anymore.
"Young man, tell me what happened."
A pleasant and tender girl's voice came from Maomao's mouth.
Xue Jing was stunned.
"Don't worry, just tell me. No matter what it is, I, the leader of the Dragon Cult, Ning Fengwan, will definitely make the decision for you!"
The cat squatted on the dining table, its tail with a tail ring behind it swaying gently, and its cat face with narrow and charming eyeliner was full of majesty.
…
At the same time, in a warehouse on a street in Nancheng District.
"So, you were all wiped out by that kid?"
Duan Kaiping sat on a cement pipe, looking at the dozen or so wounded brothers in front of him, feeling it was absurd.
"Just an underage student throwing a few rocks and bottles, and you were wiped out?"
"You guys are still hanging out with gangs like this? Huh?"
One of the younger brothers couldn't help but say, "Brother Duan, that guy is too fast. We can't catch up with him, and we can't run away. He also throws things accurately and fiercely. There is no way to stop him!"
"Yes, Brother Duan, the brothers are not exaggerating, that boy is very weird, he is not an ordinary student!"
"We really can't beat him, Brother Duan, you have to do it yourself..."
Duan Kaiping waved his hand and said impatiently: "Shut up, don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"
"We'll talk about that kid later. I'm busy right now. All of you go out."
The younger brothers looked at each other and could only respond, supporting each other and walking out of the warehouse.
As soon as they left, a figure walked out from the shadows of several boxes of goods in the corner of the warehouse.
Duan Kaiping smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Yunye."
The young man named Yun Ye was wearing a black windbreaker and a black arm-covering glove on his left hand. No skin was visible. He had an unshaven beard, dark skin, and a weather-beaten face. The pupil of his right eye was flashing a bright green light, as if it was a prosthetic eye.
"Stop talking nonsense. Where is Jiao Hongyuan? Hurry up and ask him to come over and hand over the goods to him. Then we have completed Kant Company's commission."
His voice was hoarse and difficult, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
Duan Kaiping heard this and said cautiously, "The owner accompanied Junior Brother to Fengcheng to participate in the U19 trials a few days ago and is on his way back. Do you think you can wait a little longer..."
He had no choice but to be careful, because the man in front of him was a tough guy who could enter the border area and walk out alive. He could not afford to offend him.
Yun Ye snorted coldly, "Still waiting? The Sixth Agency has already set its sights on us. The White Crow may have already entered the city. If we are caught, Kant will not be able to escape unscathed."
"Don't think I don't know what Kant wants this 'Tianxu Insect Mother' for. If this matter is exposed, those who live in Cangting will be furious. You can think about it yourself."
Duan Kaiping didn't understand most of what Yun Ye said, nor did he dare to understand. He just smiled obsequiously and apologized.
"If you don't come to get it in the last three days, I'll hand it over to the country. Maybe I'll even say something."
After Yun Ye finished speaking, he chuckled twice, walked out of the warehouse door, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.
Duan Kaiping was sweating profusely, feeling that he had heard too many things that he should not have heard. But he had no choice but to take out his cell phone tremblingly and call the owner of the field, Jiao Hongyuan.
…
The world view is about to be officially unfolded, Xue Jing is about to take off, please read it
Chapter 23: Master
“… So, you weren’t beaten by someone, but you beat someone else?”
At the dinner table, the cat stood up on its two hind legs, with its front paws around its chest, like a majestic cat lady.
There was silence written all over its face.
She was so worried that she didn't even bother to play dumb and keep silent, but she didn't expect things to be completely opposite to what she thought.
Xue Jing's appearance was too deceptive. He was so elegant that anyone who saw him for the first time would think he was an intellectual scholar. Even though Maomao had seen that he had well-developed muscles, he subconsciously thought that he was the one who would be bullied.
"Thank you for worrying about me, Xiaowan."
Xue Jing chuckled.
Then, he saw that the cat stood up with its arms folded across its chest and looked so adorable that he couldn't help but reach out and pinch its cheek.
This fight was worth it, and there were even extra gains.
Maomao, who had been reluctant to speak, unexpectedly became so worried because of the blood of the Razor Gang thugs on his body that he couldn't help but speak.
While feeling somewhat touched, Xue Jing couldn't help but find it funny.
“… You are not allowed to call me Xiao Wan, you must respectfully address me as Master!”
The cat, whose real name was Ning Fengwan, stretched out her paw and slapped Xue Jing's hand away, saying angrily and shamefully.
Xue Jing didn't think the young girl's voice had any intimidation at all. He nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Master Xiaowan."
Then he reached out his hand, touched the cat's head, and rubbed it back and forth.
If it were a comic, Ning Fengwan's forehead would have bulged with blue veins at this moment. She used her two white gloves to try to stop Xue Jing's touch, but it didn't work at all. She said angrily:
"Show some respect to your elders!"
It was fine when it pretended to be a cat before. It could deceive and comfort itself that it was a cat and being touched was no big deal. It even enjoyed it a little.
But now that her identity had been completely exposed, and she was treated so 'flirtatious' again, Ning Fengwan's sense of shame as a human being instantly spread from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.
Xue Jing saw that it was indeed a little anxious, so he withdrew his hand and asked curiously:
"Elder? How old are you, Xiaowan?"
Maomao said dissatisfiedly: "You should call me Master."
After a pause, he said, "Anyway, it's bigger than you."
When Ning Fengwan said this, her tone was a little uncertain, but Xue Jing didn't care. He touched his chin and said:
"The leader of the Dragon Cult... is that the Dragon Cult mentioned in the news reports?"
He had heard of this name in news reports before. It was said to be a "gang disguised as a religious organization" and had now been destroyed by Kant Security Company.
Huh? My cat is actually a gangster boss
Maomao crossed her paws across her chest, raised her head proudly and snorted, then spoke in a childish girl's voice:
"Yes, it is the Dragon Cult. Are you scared?"
It was a bit cute, and Xue Jing couldn't help it. He stretched out his hands to cover its cat head, rubbed its cheeks, and said with a smile: "I'm scared, Master."
Maomao gnashed his teeth and said, "How are you afraid? Let go!"
Xue Jing withdrew his hand and asked, "The news said that the Dragon Cult has been destroyed by Kant Security Company. So you are alone now?"
The cat stretched out its paw, indicating the pot of chicken soup, and asked Xue Jing to serve it a bowl, then said:
"Well... I guess that's the way it is for now."
Xue Jing picked up the spoon, scooped half a bowl of chicken soup, put a big chicken leg into the bowl, and placed it in front of Mao Mao.
"So what are your plans for the future?"
The cat took a bite of the tender and soft chicken leg, chewed it, and a very anthropomorphic expression of enjoyment appeared on its face.
He swallowed the meat and said, "You don't need to know these. It will do you no good to know them. I am just staying here temporarily and will leave soon."
The cat showed a serious expression.
Although she was able to communicate with the boy by coincidence, Maomao still wanted to avoid involving him as much as possible.
Security companies are such huge companies that even the official government has a headache with them. As for Xue Jing, an ordinary person, if Kant sneezes, he will be wiped out.
"All right."
Seeing that it was spoken seriously, Xue Jing also nodded.
Then he asked casually:
"By the way, Xiaowan, since you are a human, why did you turn into a cat?"
"You should call me Master." Maomao was dissatisfied at first, then said, "This one."
It stretched its tail forward, and the platinum tail ring reflected and sparkled under the light.
"This is a tool called 'God's Relic'. It is said to be the legacy left behind by 'God' after his death."
"I don't really understand the details, I just know that each divine relic has some magical abilities, like this one."
It shook the tail ring on its tail.
"I bought this from a profiteer. Serial number GOD-1391 Cat Tail Ring. Its ability is to transform the wearer into a cat."
“… Once you change, you can’t change back for a while.” Maomao’s mouth twitched.
Xue Jing's heart moved.
"Serial number GOD-1391? Are there many divine relics? The serial numbers are all over one thousand."
"Hmm... there should be a lot. I don't know about these. I have only seen this one divine relic, and the serial number and name were told to me by that profiteer." Maomao said.
"...Okay." Xue Jing was somewhat helpless.
That's almost like saying nothing.
The plan to get more "divine substances" starting from the cat has failed.