Chapter 20 I'm not a human, but you're a real dog

Author: Nanfengyu

Chapter 20 I'm not a human, but you're a real dog

Not long after Mi He ran out of the alley, he could no longer maintain the spiritual thread wrapped around his body. Fortunately, she insisted on finding a secluded place to completely lose her strength, otherwise she would have been forced to perform a big change in a living way.

The child in his arms was still sleeping like a piglet. Mi He pinched his little face helplessly, feeling sad and bitter.

The sour thing is the cub, not his, and it can only be to wait for the cub to quench his desire.

What is painful is that the mental power is almost exhausted, so that the whole body is experiencing severe pain from head to toe.

Mi He raised his hand and touched it in his eyes, but it was still dry.

I don’t know if it was luck or misfortune, but if she could still cry, according to this pain method, she would have at least two tears.

But now...

No drop.

It's totally forced to be strong.

He took the child to the nearest police station and evasively. As soon as he entered the door, Mi He almost collapsed to the ground.

"I, I want to call the police." Mi He, who was covered in dust, held the little boy and squatted on the ground. "I suspect that a kidnapper kidnapped the cub."

The policeman was stunned: "Cub?"

"...ah, it means the child." Mi He raised his hand and gently patted the little boy, pointed at him and said to the police, "Just this in my arms."

The police quickly looked at the little boy's eyes, and then his face changed drastically: "Madam, please tell me the specific situation."

...

On the other side.

Wei Zhaolin returned to the ward after Mi He left, and was frowning and staring at the big hairy dumpling lying on the ground.

The body size of the cat is definitely a huge white ball. It is lying softly on the ground, with a pair of cat eyes wide open, and two lines of tears flowing. The hair on the hair ball's face has been wet. The originally fluffy hair looks strands, and a few tears are hanging on the long cat's beard. The picture looks so miserable and funny.

Wei Zhaolin looked at the time and showed an incomprehensible expression: "You have been crying for almost three hours."

Damao Tuanzi looked up at him, and simply turned his head away, twisted his body into a ball, and put his chin on his stomach.

Then... the hair on the belly was wet.

"..." Wei Zhaolin frowned, "Your weight is 12 kilograms, and the moisture content in normal cats is about 70%. In these three hours, you have at least two of yourself."

The cat has been crying since he returned to the ward.

It was fine at first, although I cried badly, it was barely normal. But forty-five minutes after Mi He left, the cat suddenly started crying in a storm, cried until his whole body twitched, cried until he cried like rain, and wet the carpet...

The big hairy dumpling curled up a little tighter, and ignored Wei Zhaolin and cried purely indulgently.

Wei Zhaolin was silent for a moment and said, "In theory, you are a pure spiritual body. Even if you cry, you should not be concrete."

Mao Tuanzi caught a word in Wei Zhaolin's words and turned his head to look at it. The round cat's eyes were full of incredible.

Oh, besides incredible, there are tears that cannot be controlled.

"The binding device worn on your neck is only a mimetic and does not have the function of graphic tears, so this situation has nothing to do with the device itself." Wei Zhaolin leaned over, half a question and half a test, "Is it because the energy in your own body abnormal?"

The big hairy dumplings froze all over, and the hair on their tail exploded suddenly.

Wei Zhao looked at it for a moment and asked and answered himself: "It seems to be true."

"..." Mao Tuanzi cried even harder.

Wei Zhaolin thought about it, reached out to take an empty tea cup from the coffee table next to him, and took it under Mao Duanzi's eyes, and ordered it expressionlessly: "Your tears should have certain research value, continue to cry."

Big Mao Tuanzi: "..." I am not a human, but you are a real dog!

It grimly grinned at Wei Zhaolin, and at the same time tried to close the two round cat eyes, completely like a desperate look of crying.

Unfortunately, the effect was not good. Not only did the tears not stop, but the tears flowed faster because of closing their eyes.

Mao Tuanzi: "!"

It froze for two seconds and quickly turned its head to the side.

Because the speed of turning his head was too fast, a few tears were thrown away by it, and it fell on Wei Zhaolin's hand who could not dodge.

Logically speaking, tears can be wiped off by the hands, but these tears magically blended into Wei Zhaolin's skin.

From being touched to disappearing, it takes no more than one second.

If it weren't for the excellent dynamic vision and sharp touch, I'm afraid this abnormality would not have been captured.

Wei Zhaolin first frowned fiercely, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his hand that had been stained with tears. Then he seemed to notice something, his brows suddenly stretched out and his eyes were brightly looking at the ball of hair that was covered with a plate.

"It seems... we have really done too little research on you."

As soon as Wei Zhaolin finished speaking, Damao Tuanzi felt something of crisis, arched her back and faced Wei Zhaolin, while making a call of deterrence while vigilantly retreating.

But its movements were still a step slower, and I don’t know how Wei Zhaolin was moving. The previous second was still sitting in a wheelchair, and the next second was the hairy dumplings were caught in his hand.

Big tears fell on the back of Wei Zhaolin's hand, and the process of falling and absorbing it was constantly repeated.

After a moment, Wei Zhaolin seemed to have confirmed something, his eyes lit up like never before, and his eyes looked at Mao Tuanzi as if he was looking at a huge surprise.

"This is an unexpected gain."

The big hairy dumpling snorted in shock, and thrust his limbs on the ground, posing clearly in a resistant posture.

As it struggled, the blue light spots began to overflow, but in the next second, the metal neck ring bound to the hairy ball's neck flashed, and the blue light spots disappeared instantly.

The next picture seems to be infinity playback.

The hairy dumpling struggles - the blue light spots appear - the metal neck ring flickers - the blue light spots disappear.

The more times you repeat, the less powerful the big hair dumpling will be.

After repeating the 21st time, Mao Tuanzi finally paralyzed his limbs, his head tilted, and he honestly "put" on Wei Zhaolin's leg.

If the tears in my eyes were not flowing, it would be basically no different from a dead cat.

Wei Zhaolin plucked its head with his index finger: "Isn't it enough to be honest early? Why waste each other's time?"

"..." Damao Duanzi rolled her eyes very humanely, and spat at Wei Zhaolin with a full mouth.

"You have become infected with a lot of bad habits." Wei Zhaolin noticed its movements and commented lightly.

The big hairy dumpling kicked her lower legs weakly.

Wei Zhaolin stopped talking, but instead reached his right hand under Mao Tuanzi's nose.

In Mao Tuanzi's round pupils, Wei Zhaolin's right hand began to show a faint metallic luster. In the blink of an eye, this hand with clear joints, white and slender, and the ultimate control of the hand became pure metal.

"..." Big Mao Tuanzi raised his head in shock, his pupils gradually contracted, and then his hair exploded as if he had seen a ghost, and he was about to jump to the ground.

Wei Zhaoliu quickly pinched its left forelimb with his eyes and hands. The big hairy dumpling was caught unexpectedly, and the remaining three legs were scattered in the air.

"Meow—"

The screams were so shrill, as if someone was slapping a cat.

Wei Zhaolin's hand turned into a metallic shape lit up a dark light, looking dangerous and mysterious.

As the big hairy dumplings howled, the dark light began to erode upward along its left forelimb...
Chapter completed!