Hunting College

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How to be a cat king, wait online, very anxious...

By the side of Linzhong Lake, deep in the small woods, on a low wooden stake, Zheng Qing’s changing black cat held its paws and looked sadly at the surrounding dozens of cats of different sizes and types. Ten thousand alpacas rushed past.

It is said that the cat is shaking S, like to toss and shovel the feces in a different way, and enjoy it.

But for Zheng Qing, he did not notice the tendency of these cats to shake S in front of him. Instead, he just beat the biggest cat painfully, and then all the remaining cats came to him to beat him—to be honest, he was really proud of it for a while at first. After all, wherever he went, there were a large group of younger brothers who hugged and hugged him.

But soon, he became bored.

After all, cats are not real social animals. Although I don’t know why, the cats in the school will get together and choose a leader, but in fact, most of the cats still maintain a delicate distance between each other-like a blooming dandelion, when they are together Echoing, but as soon as the wind blows, they will do their own things and fall into a mess.

This is not the Elvis Zheng Qing wants to be.

Tucao go to Tucao, before the group of cats scattered and separated, Zheng Qing still enjoyed the highest'treatment' among a group of cats-for example, if a cat caught a sparrow, it would take the thickest piece of breast meat to pay tribute. He; For example, if there are two cats fighting with each other, he glances over, and the two little cubs will calmly rest the cat. For example, the most beautiful Persian cats and puppet cats in the cat group. At this moment, they are obediently lying around the black cat.

It needs to be emphasized here that a certain black cat does not intend to have more in-depth exchanges with these little cats beyond race relations. He just thinks that these long-haired little female cats are well-behaved and beautiful, and they are comfortable to step on. . Besides, there will be a few cats following him anyway. Instead of giving up positions to those muscular and murderous fools, it is better to give these little female cats.

Originally, Zheng Qing planned to be a careless Elvis so leisurely, until the effect of the transformation potion subsided before leaving.

Until a blue cat paid him a dead mouse.

The black cat raised his eyebrows and finally realized that he seemed to be missing something.

He stood up and yelled at the blue cat: "Stop!"

"boom!"

As if a bomb fell into the woods, the cats who were lying on their stomachs, lying down, and strolling around were taken aback by the sudden'strange sound'-bold, grinning with teeth and showing their claws The sharp blade in the middle was looking around; timid, he smashed into the canopy next to him, and after hiding it, he cautiously poked out half of his head and looked down.

This made Zheng Qing almost crooked his beard.

Just such a group of stragglers who are brave enough to run faster than anyone in case of trouble, what can you expect from them! It's really sorrow for Elvis to stand with such a bunch of men.

Fortunately, he is not a real cat.

After a pause, Zheng Qing recovered from the ‘collapse’ of the cat group. At the same time, after the ‘collapsed’ cats found no danger, they gathered again in twos and threes, licking and tickling each other, as if nothing had happened just now.

The black cat stared at them silently for a long time, and finally gave up the plan to teach them.

"Cough!" He coughed dryly, raised a paw, and pointed to the blue cat just now.

Because of the small accident just now, he realized that he might scare these cats when he talked about humans, but he didn't want to learn to meow—on the one hand, he felt that learning to meow made people feel silly, and he couldn’t speak. , And more importantly, he doesn’t know what kind of cat calls mean, which is a bit embarrassing-in case, after he “meows”, seven or eight female cats come over in shame. It's fun.

After thinking about it again and again, he simply stretched out his paws and started gestures, hoping that the group of ‘more spiritual cats’ in front of him were really as spiritual as the students said.

‘Mouse, I want more! ’

Zheng Qing pointed to the dead mouse on the ground, then pointed at himself, and then hugged his paws in a circle, making a sound of ‘Oh’.

"Oh!" The blue cat nodded again and again, then turned his head and swished back into the woods.

Zheng Qing looked at the blue cat's back with satisfaction, his eyes fell on the other lazy cats, he couldn't help but froze, and then went furiously: ‘You, go too! ’

He flew a few feet, kicked and kicked, and drove all the cats who had been sleeping on the ground and napping up, then pointed to the dead mouse under the stump, and screamed.

The other cats were complaining and meowing, and ran out of the woods with their heads down. Even the Persian cats and puppet cats were no exception. Zheng Qing drove them to catch mice.

Soon, the first blue cat to leave came back.

It had a dead sparrow in its mouth.

The black cat's beard trembled and looked at the sparrow blankly, speechless for a long while.

With the first one, then the second, the third, and after a while, the big and small cats who were driven away by Zheng Qing strolled back with their tributes.

Zheng Qing finally despaired of the IQ of these stupid cats.

Kicking sparrows, fat caterpillars, squirrels with big tails, and occasionally only one or two mice-these are relatively normal tributes.

There was also a guy with a clear idea, who did not know where he took out a brood of corpse beetles and sent it to Zheng Qing! Let Zheng Qing see the urge to kill it and feed the insects.

The most weird thing is the former cat chief, that is, the Norwegian forest cat. I don't know if it is to show its own difference or to show its bravery, it brought a three-foot-long grass snake to Zheng Qing!

When the grass snake rolled under Zheng Qing's feet, it was not completely dead. A few transparent holes in the snake’s neck were gurgling with blood in the eyes, and the slender body of the snake fluttered wildly. The grass scraps and the mud fluttered everywhere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black cat sucked for a long time. Take a breath, and then slowly spit it out.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, they are just a bunch of stupid cats, so you can't get the same knowledge as them.

Then take a long breath again and let it out slowly.

The forest cat looked at the black cat's inhalation. Xu thought that he was doing a good job. He happily leaned forward, stretched his paw, and broke the grass snake.

Stabbed!

A few drops of weird colored liquid wrapped in snake blood burst onto the black cat's face.

The black cat finally couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart, yelled, rushed forward, slapped the forest cat's head with a slap, two tails made it dizzy and turned, and then screamed and beaten it happily It had a meal—the forest cat in this group of cats seemed more resistant to beating, so it was it.

After the anger, the black cat finally felt better.

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