Meow Ba

Chapter 417 Great Power

Although Ron wanted more useful information about Swahili, the place of glory, from Pumbaa Warthog, he somewhat overestimated Pumbaa Warthog's status in Swahili.

However, from the words, Ron still got the basic ruling system of Swahili - different from the democracy of London Zoo and the tribal system of Savaga, Swahili is a pure royal system.

As the highest point of Swahili, the king has the supreme ruling and ruling power over the entire Swahili intelligent animals, and can decide the fate of other intelligent animals at will.

Such a centralized and powerful apex of power naturally attracted the attention of many powerful intelligent animals.

Pumbaa the warthog knows that the current King Mufasa's younger brother Sakala, the Nile crocodile leader Cass, the hippopotamus leader Dazui, and the wildebeest leader Silu all expressed their enthusiasm for the highest point of this land of glory. interested sight.

It’s just that Ron was a little confused when he heard that at the end—both senior brother Persimmon and fourth senior sister Hei Mi once said that the territory of intelligent animals in Africa was ruled by second senior brother Xiong Shihong. Where did Peng Peng hear it?
Could it be that the second senior brother's braised sauce no longer commands Swahili?Or did he not use the name the teacher gave him?
Shaking his head a few times, Ron, who had cleared his mind, followed Pumbaa the warthog into the canyon—although there were many doubts, as long as he entered Swahili and saw the current king Mufasa, everything would be true Great white.

They are all taught by a master. Although he can't tell the level of skill, Ron can still detect whether the other party has practiced kung fu. This is his eyesight.

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"YES, another big profit."

Kissing the brand-new Franklin on the hand, Catherine and Molly cheered and embraced together.

They landed another big deal: a well-maintained Dodge Beast that was opened into a heart shape by road gangsters as soon as it came out of the warehouse.

But after embracing, the expressions of the two girls became lonely.

"Where did Ron go?"

"I haven't seen him for half a month."

"Don't worry, it's not like Ron never ran away from home."

"Didn't it take more than a month to go to New York last time?"

"If it weren't for Robert, Ron might not have come home."

"That's true, but the days without Ron are kind of boring."

Comforting Catherine, Molly also missed Ron a little bit - the cute little mouse on her shoulder rubbed against the master's cheek, comforting him.

This little guy is now the cash cow of Catherine and Molly. Although there is no Ron as an on-site guide, but relying on the mature ideas and routines left by Ron, Catherine and Molly still got mixed up in the second-hand warehouse auction in Los Angeles. loud and famous.

Hearing that Sister Fox Hill, the hero of the warehouse auction did not give a thumbs up, and even the little African prince Terry, who has been helping Sister Catherine drive and sell goods, was nicknamed Black Pearl—I don’t know if it’s instinct or interest, Terry, the little African prince, is very talented in the valuation of goods, and he can always find a good place to sell the goods, maximizing the profit of the warehouse that the Fox Hill sisters took.

Now, hearing his boss and girlfriend say he's bored, Terry perks up.

"Why don't you go to my hometown?"

"your hometown?"

Tilting her head to look at Terry, Catherine rolled her eyes.

Terry once told her about his hometown, but Catherine didn't pay much attention to it - Catherine is no different from most Bald Eagle people in this respect, and she doesn't pay much attention to other countries except for human rights issues.

"Well, the Serengeti."

He has been friends with Catherine for quite a long time. Hearing his girlfriend's tone, Terry knew she was interested, so he introduced her with dancing.

"It's the dry season now, and you can see the spectacular East African animal migration."

"Hundreds of wildebeests, zebras, and gazelles trekked and migrated for the continuation of their lives. Under the pursuit of countless beasts, they continued the feat of racial reproduction."

"It has been called the greatest miracle of life in the world."

"Sounds good."

"I'll discuss it with Lorraine."

Obviously Terry's description is very attractive, Catherine and Molly looked at each other, and then Catherine called Lorraine.

"Hey, bro."

"Terry invited me to the Serengeti for vacation."

While busy with the work at hand, Lorraine held the mobile phone by his shoulder while looking at the criminal on the other side of the single-sided glass—he is now the deputy head of the criminal police department of the Santa Monica Police Department, and assists Cervantes on a daily basis Manage the affairs of the criminal police team, and things are busy.

However, Lorraine still cared about his sister.

Just after listening to one sentence, Lorraine knew what was going on in Catherine's mind.

"You came to ask, you must want to go."

"But you're only in high school, and you're still a year away from becoming an adult."

"Well, Christina and I haven't used this year's vacation yet, so I'll go with you then."

"It's him."

Before hanging up the phone, the pencil in Lorraine's hand was lighter, and the criminal police who followed him immediately opened the door and walked out.

Although Lorraine has not been in the Santa Monica Police Department for a long time, his working ability and professional deeds have been fully demonstrated. Even if he holds such an important position as the deputy head of the criminal police team, no one objects.

And after hanging up the phone, Lorraine couldn't help but think of the fat orange cat at home that ran away from home.

"Ron has been away for a long time, too."

"I don't know if it will still be as round when I come back?"

Turning the pencil, Lorraine remembered the image of Ron holding the barrel of his pistol and drooling on the scope in the shooting gallery.

On another continent, a boat was shuttling through the dense Amazon jungle.

"Hei, old man, your destination is almost here."

This is a rather dilapidated cruise ship. The steel plates that make up the hull are already stained with rust, and the cabin window glass is also full of dust and water stains, but the owner of this ship has no intention of repairing it.

In the hot and humid local environment, no matter how good a boat is, it will not last long, and there are not only tribal robbers but also cannibals in the dense jungles on both sides of the river.

Ships that are more shabby can also reduce the possibility of being coveted.

Even if one is unlucky enough to be attacked, judging by the appearance of the ship, the ransom can be reduced.

"understood."

"Stop in the middle of the river ahead."

"The money won't be short of you."

Wearing an old but neat mandarin jacket, the old man walked out of the cabin with his hands behind his back. With a wave of his palm, a roll of green Franklin immediately flew to the cockpit above. In South American countries, Franklin is a hard currency with more purchasing power than the national currency. .

"Good class, stop."

The broken ship slowly came to a halt in the middle of the river, and the captain took out a level of vodka from the small cabinet under the steering wheel.

As soon as he raised his head and took a sip, he saw a figure passing by in front of his eyes.

The wine in his mouth spurted out immediately.

(End of this chapter)