Xiaotianmao's mouth opened for a long time, but he didn't say anything. Yes, why should I scold him? Why? Is it because he is mean? Or does he look down on your impure blood? Or is it for some other reason?
Anyway, I can't give a reasonable excuse.
"Why do you scold me?"
When asked for the second time, Long San recalled many things and slowly told them,
"I have been a security guard in my community for many years. I have been scolded by ladies, men, and children. These are all property owners. I am just a smelly security guard. Today, I was scolded by a cat. Why? You
I'm not the owner, and I'm not the security guard I was before. Why do you still dare to scold me? Why do you think you can speak? Can you curse people casually if you can speak? Why don't you have any hair?"
A series of rhetorical questions and past experiences made Xiao Tmall confused. Is this person mentally abnormal? A normal person wouldn't say these things? Either come up and fuck me, or just listen honestly.
, where are there so many words?
Long San thought for a while and asked again,
"Why do you scold me?"
Xiao Timao really wants to slap himself for being such a big mouth. Why are you scolding him? Will he be inked to death? If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate loss, he should apologize strategically. Wouldn't it be better?
Just as he was about to apologize, Xiao Tianmao saw Long San take out a weapon from his stomach, a root-picking weapon. Long San couldn't put it down, so he took it out from his stomach.
What is going on? Is he a Doraemon that has become a spirit? And that pocket? I am a cat, I can’t even do it. Xiao Tianmao is still thinking wildly, Long San has already moved, and he raised his hand,
The blood-stained root planer flew towards Xiaoling Mao's head.
Xiao Tianmao quickly dodged, but after the stick flew past Xiao Tianmao, it came back again, leaving a big gash on his bare back.
It turned out that the root was not flying over, but had been caught in Long San's hand. It was just that his arms were lengthening and were as flexible as octopus tentacles. This was not easy to handle. The Xiaoling Cat was hiding up and down, which was very difficult.
Long San saw that it was difficult to kill the nimble big cat in front of him with one hand. With the other hand, he took out a skinning knife from his belly and joined in the attack.
This time, Xiaotian Maoju couldn't stand it anymore. He was too flexible. He dodged one after another, and there were more scars on his body.
It can't go on like this. If you bleed, you will have to bleed yourself to death. Xiao Tianmao became angry, barked, and transformed.
The originally small cat body, like blowing up a balloon, turned into a large black dog four to five meters tall, with a thin layer of flames all over its body, and it charged towards Long San ferociously.
Long San was not surprised by Xiao Tianmao's transformation, but he was very surprised that he turned into a dog. It was obviously a cat just now, why did he change species? Could it be the seventy-two transformations?
?Once defeated, will it turn into something else?
Facing the five-meter-tall Xiaoling Cat, Long San had no advantage. He was bitten in the mouth, swayed left and right, and a huge laceration appeared on his upper body, and then he fell to the ground.
As if there were no pain nerves, Long San used his hands to hold up the torn half of his body. The edges of the wound were actually scorched, and not a trace of blood flowed out.
Staring at Xiao Tianmao stubbornly, he still asked,
"Why do you scold me?"
After cursing this time, Long San's body also began to swell, but unlike the way Xiao Tmall blew up balloons, his body continued to pour out white meat, limbs, brains, and various human tissues from the wounds, and finally turned into a ten-year-old man.
Each limb of the meat ball, which was about 1 meter long, held a sharp blade and stretched out towards the Howling Tmall. It was like a cage formed by its limbs, giving the Howling Tmall nowhere to hide.
The first wave of attacks caused dozens of penetrating wounds to Xiao Tian Mao's body. What flowed out from the wounds was not blood, but red flames.
After holding on to the first wave, Xiao Tianmao was already in crazy pain. This transformation of his was actually not the awakening of his strength to this point. It was just a huge body held up by a mouthful of fire essence in his blood, a bit like a blow.
balloon.
After the first wave of attacks, Long San was like a multi-legged spider, hugging Xiao Tmall, and then the countless sharp blades on his body stabbed Xiao Tmall's body quickly and ruthlessly.
After hundreds of holes are broken in the balloon, the air will leak and become smaller. As the number of holes increases, the body of the Xiaoling Cat becomes smaller and smaller, and finally returns to its original appearance, lying on the ground motionless.
Long San's tentacles poked for a while, and after finding that the cat that scolded him had no skin left to attack, he stopped attacking, changed back to its original form, and kicked the bloody Howling Cat towards the rockery.
Xiaoling Mao's body was like a big piece of snot, stuck to the rockery, and slowly slid to the ground.
"Now let's see if you still scold me. You are also a monster. Do you want to eat me?"
Mr. Long muttered to himself and walked towards the Xiaoling Cat, as if he was really considering whether to eat the Xiaoling Cat or overcoming the mental obstacle of eating cat meat.
The rotten flesh of the whistling cat suddenly ignited in flames, quickly wrapped around the cat's body, and rushed into Cai Gen's shop, disappearing behind the darkness of the bar.
Isn't he dead yet? He's very tenacious. Is he going in there to hide? Will it give him a sense of security inside? Long San wants to try to see what is so safe inside.
But when he raised his feet and wanted to step into the house, he felt a sharp pain in his head. It seemed that another life was more sensitive to danger than Long San, and he resolutely did not want to go in. He gave Long San a warning, although this warning did give Long San a headache.
It looks like it's cracked.
If there were other people around, they would have discovered that Long San's head was really cracked, and there was an ugly fleshy ball on top of his brain, which was constantly pulling at Long San's brain, not wanting him to enter the house.
Finally, Long San gave in to the pain in his head and stopped trying to enter the house.
The store wasn't smashed, and Cai Gen didn't wait. Wasn't this all in vain?
It seems that the boss, Mr. Long, has been arrested by Cai Gen. It is estimated that the police will follow the mobile phone and find their way here.
Should I wait for Cai Gen here, or come back again?
Forget it, let's come again. We haven't digested what we ate yesterday, so we can't eat it anymore.
Finally, Long San convinced himself, left Cai Gen's store and walked out of the community.
The piece of rotten flesh hiding behind the bar has returned to the shape of a whistling cat, but the wounds all over his body are really bleeding. He meows and closes the barrier covering the area. If he hadn't been smart, he would have set it up first.
As a trick, residents who got up to urinate at night saw a big dog fighting with a meat ball, and no one would have a better life.
Licking the wounds on his body, he thought to himself, Cai Gen, I really didn't play tricks this time. I'm already injured like this. You should be more careful in the future. The enemy is too powerful. Your peaceful days only exist in your imagination.