Meow Ba

Chapter 63 Crisis Resolved
This is not a common cat, but a Somali cat, somewhat similar to the Abyssian cat that Ron had seen on TV before. Its facial features and cheeks are slightly rounded and wedge-shaped, but its hair is longer and V-shaped. There are long ear hairs in the long-shaped ears, and what is more peculiar is the thick long tail, just like the tail of a fox, which looks very warm and comfortable.
The most important thing is that Ron has seen a pair of round and rolling objects shaking under him while the cat is walking.
"..."

unlucky!It turned out to be a fake girl!
Hearing the original soft cry, Ron thought it was a female cat, but it turned out to be a soft-looking male cat.

However, this also made Ron less psychologically burdened. He raised his front paw and hooked his paw at the beautiful cat in front of him—if the cat's paw could be like a human being, Ron should have hooked his index finger contemptuously at this moment.

COME ON, baby!
Although he didn't understand Ron's paws, the Somali cat on the opposite side obviously saw Ron's contempt. Its slender limbs pressed hard on the asphalt road of Fox Hill Community Avenue, and immediately only one person was left in Ron's sight. A crimson afterimage.

not good!

This cat is faster than me!
In the case of not much difference in physique, the speed of movement and reflex nerves determine the outcome, and the two often complement each other and are always together.

Not to mention, the Somali cat who was Ron's opponent at the moment was a lot bigger than Ron.

Of course, Ron also has his own advantages, that is, his chubby body does not contain the power of a cat at all-in short, Ron has the ability to kill with one blow at the level of a cat!
"嗖~嗖~嗖~嗖~"

The flowing long hair roared in the autumn wind representing extreme speed, and the almond-shaped beautiful eyes revealed the cruelty of a hunter instead of softness.

Although it was deeply impressed by Ron's ability to shoot the flying cats just now, the Somali cat has more confidence in its own speed-no matter how powerful it is, as long as it doesn't get hit, it will be fine?

"嗖~嗖~嗖~嗖~"

The sound was getting closer and closer, Ron turned his head suddenly, and the shiny claws slashed in front of him, and the small beard above Ron's eyes immediately drifted away with the claws, and when Ron turned his head, Somali The cat had retracted its claws and started running around Ron again.

You must find a way, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!
Ron didn't think about chasing the Somali cat, it was too fast, if he chased it, he would definitely be beaten into a dog - Ron thought about it, and slowly closed his eyes.

…………

"Look, mom, Orange is dealing with those bad cats!"

"Mom, mom, why hasn't the orange moved?"

Although it was late at night, not everyone fell asleep. Some little guy woke up in the middle of the night, and his mother came to comfort him. He happened to see Ron fighting against the wild cats through the window through the window, which made the little guy excited.

Although there is no threat to humans, the scary barking at night is already very annoying, not to mention that the pet dog at the little guy's house has also been scratched by these wild cats.

So in the eyes of the little guy, the wild cats are a group of big villains just like the TV cartoons. As for Ron, who has the courage to fight against the wild cats, he is a big hero.

…………

In the case of removing vision, other perceptions will become more acute. In addition to smell and hearing, cats have another sense, which is whiskers - while twisting the radar-like ears, while using the whiskers to sense the airflow, Luo Eun's heart is as calm as water at this moment, reflecting around.

"Meow--!"

Here it comes, with a shrill cat howl, a gust of air rushes fiercely towards Ron's face—this Somali cat seems to have a special preference for attacking the head, which immediately made Ron's mind ready.

Lean back, grab paws, lie down, and kick!
Cats rarely use their hind legs unless they are catching prey larger than themselves. For example, when a lion hunts a buffalo, it will use the sharp claws of its hind legs to inflict more wounds on the buffalo in order to weaken the buffalo's physical strength.

At this moment, Ron leaned back sharply, passing the Somali cat's sharp claws, and at the same time grabbed the Somali cat's front paws with his own front paws, and kicked hard with his hind legs!
"Meow--!"

The beautiful Somali cat immediately took off two floors vertically, howled and fell to the ground, it struggled to get up, and an orange paw was pressed on its forehead.

"Clap clap clap!"

let you invade!

Let you hurt the dogs and cats on Fox Hill!
Let you disturb the tranquility of Fox Hill!

Can't speak, but it doesn't prevent Ron from thinking in his heart—every time he thinks, Ron slaps the Somali cat hard once, and after four or five slaps, the dizzy Somali cat finally gives in and purrs Its ears and whiskers drooped, its tail rolled under its body, and its body shrunk into a furry ball.

It's the cat's gesture of surrender, and the Somali admits that Ron is stronger than him.

As the Somali cat surrendered, other wild cats also approached slowly, crouching behind the Somali cat, making the same gesture.

"mom!"

"Oranges are amazing~"

Through the window, the little guy excitedly talked to his mother, and his mother also saw the situation outside the window.

There was no more creepy barking, and under the orange streetlights, only Ron, a cat, was sitting squatting, as if covered in a golden coat-in front of him, dozens of cats of various colors were crouching, looking at the newly born leader.

"Meow~"

Let's go!

Never again!

Looking around to confirm that the wild cats had all obeyed, Ron let out a low growl, turned his head and walked towards Diesel's house. Behind him, the Somali cat stood up and let out a soft cry.

So dozens of cats followed the Somali cat, ran along the Fox Hill Community Avenue, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

…………

Lorraine was on vacation for two days, and it wasn't until the morning of the third day that Lorraine drove the bus back to the Orange County Police Headquarters. Now that Ron had an official identity, he was naturally brought back in a pet backpack.

Although after being taught a lesson by Ron, there was no wild cat screaming again the next night, but just in case, before leaving, Ron walked along the Fox Hill Community Avenue and walked around every day. A tree trunk that is thick enough has left its own claw marks as a sign of dividing the territory.

Maybe there will be other wild cats invading Fox Hill in the future, but seeing the claw marks on the tree, I think I will weigh my own weight.

As for Ron, he learned another lesson during the short vacation—although his own strength was invincible among cats, but his speed, which was only at the level of ordinary cats, gradually became his weakness.

Ron decided that when he returned to the Orange County Police Headquarters, he needed to find a way to improve his speed of action.

But what Ron didn't expect was that after he left the Fox Hill community, a saying suddenly spread: Juzi fights all the cats alone to keep the community safe...

　Thanks to the book friends called oh yes said, there is a reward for the cool breeze!Thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)