But I didn't have the slightest fear, as a martial arts master, it was very reasonable to take out two weapons casually, so I pulled out two machetes from my back.

Amid their screams, I slaughtered brown rats wielding machetes.

These brown rats are very weak in combat power, not my opponents at all, and I am bathed in blood, like a bloodthirsty demon, constantly harvesting life.

I didn't stop for a moment as brown rats fell, but I noticed that my knife was a little dull, so I pulled it out again, took out the Gatling and started shooting wildly.

Gatling exerts terrifying power in this narrow area, and every bullet fired will cause a large number of casualties.

After a while, the ground was full of brown rat corpses, and a smile appeared on my lips when I looked at these corpses.

The rat king's eyes changed from anger to fear, and it looked at me tremblingly: "You can't be the opponent of the brown rat family, if you leave now, I can let you go..."

After seeing my expression, the brown rat king's face turned extremely pale, and at this moment, there was no brown rat around who dared to step forward to attack me.

I walked up to it, slashed off its head, kicked his body away, raised his ass and sat on the Iron Throne.

The brown rat, which had already reached the spiritual point, crawled in front of me and kept kowtowing.

"You're good." I acted very calmly: "From today onwards, this land will belong to me, and you will become my slaves." Hearing

these words, they all fell to their knees.

I looked at the little brothers below with confidence, and my heart was full of excitement.

When I got home, I suddenly felt a little puzzled, I shouldn't be so cruel.

But what about him.

In the days that followed, I wandered through my home and sewers, and the technology of the cat star was a must, and I didn't smell anything strange.

And Lance didn't notice what I was doing, and I enjoyed it and enjoyed the cat life leisurely.

I don't remember how long it took like this, but poor Delance began to eat instant noodles, perhaps because a kind person couldn't bear it, and then slowly began to receive the entrusted task.

Finding someone and something was a piece of cake for me, with tens of thousands of rats at arm, looking for what I was looking for, and then I told Lance to hand over a perfect answer.

During this time, I came across a cat.

Oh my God~ She looks exactly like my Tudogello, and I am so intoxicated that I can't help myself.

I even wonder if I'm sleepwalking?

How is it possible to meet my Tudogello again?

No, it won't be so coincidental.

But her body exudes a strong fragrance that fascinates me, and those sapphire-like eyes, deep, confused, and full of temptation, make the cat can't help but want to get closer.

Eventually, I fell asleep with it, and I felt as if my soul was merging with it.

However, that hateful Lance actually tried to separate the two of us, it was really hateful!

But it's hard for the great Tom, and we'll still date and continue our cat life.

With the more and more tacit cooperation between me and the shovel officer, it also gave us a good reputation in Brooklyn, and even received an international commission.

I, Tom, can finally go international!

Unfortunately, this trip to Paris did not satisfy me, the time was too tight, my home was bombed once, and I had to use a dozen pieces of gold to appease my loss.

The trip back was uneventful, and after returning to Brooklyn, I picked up a child with the shovel officer.

But she didn't look like a thirteen-year-old at all.

At my urging, the choice of shoveling left her behind.

The main reason is because the shovel is too rough, I never knew to help me smooth the hair, everything is by myself, after catching mice for so many years, can't I enjoy it?

It's not too much to find a professional shovel officer, right?

In this way, that poor and cute Max became my second shovel officer.

One day Lance, who thought he was doing well, decided to go out and buy a car, originally thought I could have a luxury car, but he actually took us to the used car market?

It's funny!

Hey? That car looks good.

The yellow used car that looks tattered on the surface, from my years of experience, this car is not simple, rust is a deliberate illusion to hide the real shape.

I can feel the structure in it completely new, and there is a signal emitted by radio waves of a particular frequency.

But why is this car here?

I have never encountered such a situation in my cat's life, and I feel that this car is alive, as if waiting for something to come.

So I told Lance that he would definitely buy the car.

I rarely go back to my underground base now, and every day brown rats come to me to report on the day.

I gave birth to a few more babies today, picked up something, some gossip around me, and so on.

Still, I took a few pieces of gold and prepared to make an Iron Throne of pure gold, and if I sat on it and gave orders, it would definitely make my mood very happy.

But one day, a bastard who didn't have long eyes actually tried to drive us to death.

It's the most ridiculous thing I've ever had in my life.

The poor two-legged beast was eventually beaten to death by Jessica, who became a slave of Lance.

We also moved to Harlem in Manhattan, which was even more chaotic.

But the underground world of Brooklyn has been unified by me, and this trip to a new place means that I will embark on a new journey again.

Everything went very smoothly, and this time the house that Lance fancy was successfully rented.

But this time it didn't make me dance, and after completing the mission in Paris, we now have some money.

So shoveling paid a year's rent in one breath, but he looked at the eyes of the man named Damiani, exactly the same as I looked at the little white cat, what a guy with a bad heart!

Just in case, I even took out Catstar Technology and added a layer of paint to the entire house to avoid accidents that hit the wall when driving in the future.

But the good times did not last long, those hateful Albanians actually found New York from Paris, and even tried to break through the window, but how can a small human technology break through the defense of the cat star?

So I lured them into fighting with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who had been watching us for a long time, and finally succeeded in being killed, I was simply too witty!

The shovel officer must give me a meal!

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