Meow Ba

Chapter 103 Old Tea
No matter which country's society it is, the middle and lower classes always have the largest number of people - they come and go in a hurry from going out in the morning to returning home in the evening, with a clear purpose, and rarely pay attention to things other than themselves.

However, compared to the Dragon Kingdom, the Americans' demand for dragon and tiger fighting is not so strong, and the lives of the cats are relatively guaranteed, which leads to many obstacles on the road for Ron to enter the park.

The male cats living in the park have already divided the entire park. They urinate and fill their excrement everywhere and rub their necks against tree trunks and stones, just to mark it and let other cats know that this is their territory.

However, Ron came here to expand the territory, so he naturally ignored the smell of these warning sites.

"Meow~"

In the park in the morning, there were continuous and shrill cat meows—like a process, it made a sound, arched its back, waved its fur claws, and was slapped away by Ron.

However, during this process, Ron sometimes needs to slap a few more times: in some territories, there are always several other cats behind the leading male cat. The leading male cat will come out first.

Only then did Ron realize that he had always acted alone, but with the expansion of the territory, perhaps he should find a few younger brothers as followers.

Just taking pictures all the way, Ron quickly swept across half of the park, and came under the largest trees in the park near noon.

Under the big tree is a withered yellow lawn, covered with thick dead leaves, and with direct sunlight, it is the most comfortable place for cats, but Ron did not realize that a cat approaching is considered an invasion of this place. A territory of oneself.

"Meow~"

The silence outside made Ron extra cautious. He tentatively let out a deep growl, but still no cat responded, so Ron walked to the big tree and popped his paw.

"Tear~"

Six huge scratch marks cut through the bark and carved deeply on the trunk, intersecting each other to form three overlapping X shapes.

"Not bad!"

"It's pretty deep!"

Satisfied with the results of his recent exercise, Ron nodded, and was about to leave scratches on several other big trees, but suddenly stopped.

"I seem to be just thinking about what I said just now!"

"Why did you say it all of a sudden~"

The ups and downs of the voice came down from the top of the head, with an inconspicuous pause. Ron looked up and saw a big black bird sitting on the branch of the big tree that had just left its imprint, looking at him .

"Look at your sister, haven't you seen such a handsome starling?"

"Do you think my uncle is super smart, just like a human being?"

"Then speak your mind?"

"..."

What a mean mouthed starling, but really smart.

In Longguo, starlings are common birds in cages. Although Ron has never raised them, he has seen several of them, but they are not as big as the one above his head, which is almost as big as a little eagle.

And the intelligence of the starling above his head was the only one Ron had seen among birds—not only could he speak continuous long sentences, but he also had good logic. He was really as smart as a human.

"Hahahaha, did you hit me?"

"Little cat, obediently become my little brother, follow the boss to have meat~"

"..."

Want a cat to be your bird?
I'm afraid this starling is not insane, right?

Shaking his ears, Ron ignored the starling and walked towards another big tree—lunch time is coming soon, Ron is going to leave his mark on these big trees in the center of the park, and then sweep the remaining half In the park, I finally finished work and went back to the police station to eat hamburgers.

However, just because Ron ignored the starling, it didn't mean that the starling ignored Ron. The sound of wings beating fell from the sky along with the words.

"Quack quack quack quack, if you don't want to be my little brother~"

"It's not that easy~"

"Gah-!"

At the end of the words, the starling uttered a hoarse and ugly cry, which made Ron lower his ears.And following this loud cry, there were continuous cat meows accompanied by the sound of blanks rubbing against branches and grass leaves, and dozens of cats squatted around Ron soon, including several cats that Ron had just taken care of. male cat.

"..."

Is this starling really here?
These wouldn't be the little cats he subdued, right?
At this moment, Ron had to replace it, which represented animals, with him, which represented intelligent creatures. He had the ability to speak, think, and organize. He was a human being with the same soul as himself!
"Give it to me!"

Without giving Ron any more time to think, the high-ranking mynah uttered the horn of attack, and immediately dozens of cats swarmed up, scrambling to hand out their fur claws to Ron—the sharp claws cut through the air, bringing up strands of cats. cold wind.

At this moment, Ron was glad that there was no such ruthless character as the red-haired Somali cat in this group of cats—like soft mercury pouring down, Ron's chubby body suddenly turned into a pool of orange juice, and only four fur claws moved quickly, every time They all aimed at the head of the cat that was flying over.

"dong dong dong dong~"

During a series of collisions with the ground, Ron took care of the cat that jumped on him in one go. He lazily got up, stretched out his forelimbs, and waved his paw contemptuously at the starling hovering in the air.

Small samples, it’s amazing to have more younger brothers!
If you have the ability, come down and single out!
"Looks like I'm going to do it myself!"

"Look at me, the goshawk swoops~"

Since the little brother can't handle Ron, he can only do it himself—the talkative starling the size of a little eagle pressed its wings, pointed its sharp claws and beak at the ears on Ron's head, and swooped down like a real goshawk. Down.

It's a pity that this trick may be very effective for ordinary cats, after all, the size of the big starling is placed there, but at this moment he is facing Ron.

A bright light flickered in the cat's eyes, and when the big mynah swooped down and was about to approach, Ron suddenly stood upright-this immediately lost the safe distance that the big mynah originally judged.

Moreover, the movements that were more sensitive than other cats allowed Ron to attack at the moment when the big mynah was closest to him. Ron jumped hard and jumped on the big mynah's back.

Skills used: Mount Tai overwhelms the top!The effect is outstanding!
With a bang, the big mynah fell vertically and was pressed heavily on the ground by Ron.

"It's dead, come down to me~"

This big mynah is really cheap, not only his mouth is cheap, but also his behavior - Ignoring the big mynah's words, Ron grabbed his head and wings, and pulled out the left bird leg.

Just like the identification tags of cats and dogs are usually hung around the neck, the tags of bird pets are usually circled on the legs of birds.

When the big mynah swooped down just now, Ron had already seen the iron rings on his bird's legs. Now that he looked carefully, it was engraved with the name of the big mynah or his master and a phone number.

"Old tea, 213-66-88888."

(End of this chapter)