"Meow? Sorry!"
Hu Batian hurriedly rummaged through the bones on the ground, but unfortunately, his claw was incredibly powerful. The white bone ghost turned to ashes instantly, unable to even utter a word of begging for mercy.
Li Hao and Blood Rose watched the little yellow cat fiddling with the bones, its eyes filled with a strange light, their hearts breaking.
What were they thinking just now?
The other party has a meticulous plan, a sharp mind, and overwhelming strength.
And then... it was gone in the blink of an eye...
Is it really that simple?
"He's really not that tough." Hu Batian was extremely disappointed.
He even wanted to carry the skeletal ghost in his mouth and leisurely deliver it to Fang Zong.
He's a cat, so he'll definitely bring something home. A skeleton ghost would surely be more worthy of praise than a dead mouse, right?
Even if Fang Zong doesn't want it, he should at least receive a symbolic reward.
He didn't ask for any more Na Yuan Dan or anything like that, he just wanted a cat bed about one square meter in size.
Yes, one square meter is enough.
He lived in a cave in the mountains near West Lake. The land was cheap there. He had calculated that in a good place in a big city, the whole cave would only be worth one square meter. He just wanted to make sure he didn't lose out.
Now that it's gone, what will he bring home?
With a loud bang, all 206 bones were smashed, leaving a bottomless hole in the ground.
Hu Batian is angry.
Li Hao felt a chill run down his spine, wondering where this monster came from, and what's more, it's a...cat? He tried to shield Blood Rose, cautiously asking, "This...Cat Senior?"
"I'm a tiger, from that corner of Northeast China." Tiger Tyrant looked at Li Hao, shook his head, and knocked him unconscious with a single paw.
Take another look at the Blood Rose, and the cat's eyes suddenly light up.
This woman is pretty; should I take her home?
Without hesitation, Hu Batian stretched out his claws, flipped Blood Rose over so that its back was facing up, and then opened his mouth to bite the flesh on Blood Rose's neck.
The heat rose on her neck, and Blood Rose, who had lost too much blood, suddenly jolted awake, finally gathering the strength to speak.
"Hu Batian, I know where Brother Fang Zong is!"
"You know?" Tiger Tyrant still picked up the woman.
Blood Rose felt an intense pain in her neck.
She's a human, not a cat. Her entire weight was pressing down on the skin on the back of her neck, and even her strong body couldn't help it.
He almost remembered the West Lake incident broadcast on the military website, and groaned, "I know, there was news from above that he came to Wuhan after leaving Suzhou and Hangzhou. If Brother Fang Zong hadn't deliberately concealed his whereabouts, a quick investigation would have revealed where he went."
Hu Batian thought for a moment and nodded: "Then you investigate, I'll drive you there."
He nodded, and Blood Rose's neck nearly snapped; she agreed without another word.
After using her phone to gather information and leaving the house, Blood Rose suddenly remembered: "You still have a car?"
"No, I meant driving your car there." Hu Batian, now transformed into a black-striped tiger, said matter-of-factly.
Blood Rose: "..."
彳亍口巴.
One person and one cat got on the bus, while poor Li Hao was naturally left behind.
Blood Rose felt a pang of pity, but looking at Tiger Tyrant, she realized that she seemed to be in greater danger than her teammates who were 'sleeping' on the ground.
The big tiger sat in the driver's seat, blocking most of the space, and with a push of its hind legs, the car's speed decisively exceeded 200!
Racing like the wind!
"That felt great! That felt great!"
Tiger Tyrant was so happy that his blood-red mouth was pressed against the windshield as he laughed loudly: "My first time driving, it turns out it's even more fun than flying! Oh right, what was my human's entrance background music again? I'm going to put a car stereo on! How do I put a car stereo on?"
Blood Rose felt she was going to die.
So much blood was lost, and then it was bumpy, bumpy, with the constant possibility of a crash.
You're asking me about Fang Zong's background music?
I can't remember; my mind is completely blank.
……………
"Outrageous! I'm so unrestrained, it's against all reason! A big rock hitting my head doesn't hurt, but I can't stand any stimulation..."
The next morning, the arrogant singing echoed for miles around.
That's right, I can't stand stimulation, I really can't stand stimulation!
Residents near the Third Middle School of Wuhan City were still in a daze, even roaring and scolding which bastard was disturbing their sleep, when they were startled by the sound of countless sharp police sirens.
Remembering the recently appeared magic-level general, he quickly covered his mouth, packed his things, and cooperated very well with the evacuation.
"Wait a minute, wasn't it supposed to be five li away? We've run at least ten li away!"
"Yes, yes, we don't want to go too far, that's our home..."
Even after they had gone quite a distance, the police cars were still clearing the way, and the officers of the Demon Slayer Corps remained silent.
The residents started making a fuss, looking back anxiously, fearing that when they returned, their homes would be in ruins.
One of the escorting officers shook his head and said bitterly, "Don't you guys even listen to whose entrance music this is? Let me tell you, if the branch chief hadn't been absent, it wouldn't be us escorting them this time, it would be the branch chief and her teammates coming in person!"
The escorting detective nodded in agreement: "Everyone, calm down and run as far as you can. I just found out myself that the high-ranking generals we've been sending out recently are all ordinary level 1 magic users, but this BGM isn't an ordinary high-ranking general, he's a thug in a suit!"
Upon hearing this, the residents turned pale with fright.
Suits-wearing thugs? That's a name that's been heard of!
The number one on the Leopard Ranking, the 99-point terminator, a young prodigy who takes on challenges beyond his level, a superstar who fearlessly takes on anything...
Online and in the news, the names of "suit-wearing thugs" are becoming increasingly prominent. If they are indeed suit-wearing thugs, will they be challenging those above their station?
Is running ten miles enough?
"Hehe, officer, I've made up my mind. I'm going to visit my relatives. They live a bit far away in another city."
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