Meow Ba

Chapter 422 Find the little guy

"Help! Help!"

The creaking sound came from behind a lush bush, and in Ron's ears, it was a cry of panic.

"Meow~"

I'll be right over!

Although it can't help much in terms of physical strength, the small Timon can still help in translation and searching, and Ron doesn't think that he has anything other than lions in the Serengeti, and there are more than lions. Bigger opponents such as hippos, elephants, etc.

After all, he is a male cat who can fight against the Tiger King.

"Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh~"

Although it is located in the upper layer of the canyon, it also belongs to the Serengeti prairie, and there are still many pastures that dry up in the dry season. Ron, who is advancing rapidly, rubs against the pastures and makes a swishing sound, just like sweeping a coat with a brush.

It was not far from where Timon was looking for food, and after just a few shuttles, Ron came to the bush.

"Help! Help!"

"Ah! What sharp snow-white fangs, I feel like they have pierced my stomach!"

"what!"

Timon's screams became more and more intense, and he didn't dare to hesitate. Ron pushed his claws away from the bushes, and then stopped his movements complicatedly.

"..."

Timon, are you kidding me?
This little guy deserves your help?

In front of Ron who pushed aside the bushes, Timon was lying on his back on the grass, his eyes closed and screaming loudly. On his belly, a ferocious beast opened its big mouth, which was a little smaller than Ron's, revealing less than two feet. centimeter baby teeth.

——It was a lion cub not as big as Ron who threw Timon down.

"Meow~"

Didn't you even open your eyes to see it?
"Whoa~"

Leaping over the grass, letting the branches merge behind him, the leaves rustling, Ron slapped the lion cub off Timon's belly, and poked Timon's eyes away with the pads.

The photographed lion cub Gululu rolled a few times on the grass, then raised his head, his big eyes were filled with moisture.

And Timon, whose eyelids were pulled away by Ron, immediately smiled embarrassedly when he saw that it was such a little guy who attacked him.

He feels that he has lost the face of his race—the mongoose is also called the meerkat, which belongs to the mongoose family. Although it is slender and small, it is a good hunter and often hunts animals and snakes that are bigger than itself. .

If Ding Man had been more courageous, it would not be impossible to fight back.

However, after an embarrassed smile, Timon walked around the crying little lion twice, then suddenly raised his head and squeaked at Ron.

"Hey, Brother Ron."

"This little guy, isn't he the son of King Mufasa?"
Timon's attitude changed immediately after he knew the relationship between Ron and his brother Hong Shao, the Swahili king and lion king Mufasa.

That's the king's younger brother!
Even if they are not direct blood relatives, they cannot become nobles in Swahili, which is based on blood inheritance, and special care will definitely not be missing.

And just before King Mufasa fell into a coma, he entrusted the prince of the kingdom, his own son, to the big orange cat in front of him.

"Meow~"

Uh~, it should be~
Rubbing his chin with his paw, Ron watched the lion cub struggling to get up.

Earlier than Timman thought, Ron had already begun to guess the identity of the little lion. After all, he found this little guy after searching the upper part of the canyon.

And this little guy has the same eyes as the second senior brother.

"Meow~"

stand up, little one~
I just ask you a question~
Who is your father?

The little lion is still very young, but from the emotions he showed just now, Ron intuitively thinks that the little lion already has the intelligence of an intelligent animal.

It may not be high, but compared with human five or six-year-old children, it should be similar.

"Ow~"

I will not tell you!
Standing up, the little lion pursed his lips, showing his little stubbornness.

Hungry and hiding for a long time, finally caught a prey, but the bad guy in front of him snatched it away, the little lion was not happy.

However, the little lion didn't know that as soon as he opened his mouth, Ron had already confirmed his identity.

Intelligent animals are not so easy to find. Even if there are thousands of lions on the Serengeti prairie, there are definitely no more than a hundred of them that are truly intelligent.

Not to mention, such a small lion cub was hiding near the place where the second senior brother Hong Shao had just been pushed down.

"Meow~"

Don't be afraid, I'm your Seventh Master Uncle Ron, I won't hurt you.

With ninety-nine percent confidence in his heart, Ron's voice became gentle, but the slap that saved Timon just now left a bad impression in the little lion's heart, and the little lion just looked at Ron stubbornly. , neither barking nor approaching.

It wasn't until there was a grunt from the cub's belly that the silence was broken.

"Meow~"

Timon, Timon~
"calls me?"

From the grass not far away, the mongoose poked its head out, holding a fat scorpion in its mouth.

Just after being rescued from under the lion's paw by Ron, Timon ran into the grass to look for food - the mongoose's natural physique determined that he was very hungry, but being crushed by the lion cub just now made him really hungry It was broken, and as soon as it was safe, I couldn't wait to look for food.

"Meow..."

Forget it, you should continue looking for food.

Help me watch this little guy~
Seeing Timon with his mouth full of scorpions, Ron paused and said helplessly.

He originally wanted Timon to find some food for the little lion, but judging by Timon's appearance, insects might be the best food he could find.

But lions didn't grow up eating insects.

"Meow~"

I'll find you something to eat~
Don't run around~ You are in danger now~
After ordering Timon, Ron turned his head and said to the little lion, the little lion didn't speak, but his stomach grunted again, which was his answer to Ron.

"Meow~"

Don't run around~
I'll take you to find Dad later~
He gave a few more instructions worriedly, and seeing that the little lion would not run around, Ron's fur rubbed against the grass stalks again, making a rustling sound, and his figure perfectly blended into the grassland.

He plans to catch a small gazelle, the Thomson's gazelle that is often chased by cheetahs on TV.

This kind of gazelle has a slender body, a light frame, and runs nimbly. It looks quite big, but weighs only a dozen or twenty kilograms, which is just right for Ron to hunt.

Of course, with Ron's fighting power against King Tiger, hunting Thomson's gazelle is a piece of cake, but Ron's size is small, and Thomson's gazelle is easy to carry.

"Squeak!"

Got it, I will~
Timon chewed the scorpion in his mouth, while jumping around in the grass, he watched the little lion answer.

At the same time, in the Maasai tribe where Shaluo and old Victor stayed, Shaluo, who was crawling around among the celebrating crowd, was seen by Lorraine.

As an occupational disease of the police, he is always observing his surroundings. Among a group of blacks, the white-skinned Shaluo is particularly noticeable.

(End of this chapter)