Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

The orange cat was shocked, as if he didn't expect that this little kitten would dare to provoke him.

It shook its fat body and meowed, like a locomotive at full speed, and rushed forward regardless.

The tiger-striped kitten stayed still until the orange cat rushed in front of him, jumped sideways to avoid it, and then gave the orange cat a fierce kick with its hind paw, directly hitting the side of the orange cat's face.

The direction of the orange cat's collision was deflected, and then it hit the wall. After staggering dizzy for two steps, the orange cat fell to the ground.

K O——!

Defeating the enemy with one blow, the tiger-striped kitten landed deftly and flicked its tail proudly.

Turning his head and twisting his head, the golden cat eyes of the tiger-striped kitten stared at Slim Lihua again, and he still looked like he wasn't enjoying the fight enough.

The thin raccoon cat took half a step back cautiously, meowing, as if it wanted to threaten to drive away the tiger striped kitten, but how could it do so.

The tiger-striped kitten does not retreat but advances. It walks the most standard and elegant cat steps in the world, approaching the civet cat little by little.

Flexibly dodging and waiting for opportunities to counterattack, the two cats went from testing each other to confronting each other head-on. The tiger-striped kitten faced the civet cat that was a bit bigger than itself, and even put up a fight that was evenly matched.

Just as the two cats were separated again, each adjusting their positions to prepare for the next attack, the tiger-striped kitten suddenly curled its tail, and five or six broomsticks that were originally leaning on the wall fell down one after another.

The civet cat was not prepared at all and was directly hit.

The civet cat, who was concentrating on preparing for the battle, never thought that there would be an attack coming from the side. After a burst of crackling, the falling broom stick had no power, but it did a good job of diverting the civet cat's attention.

"Meow—!"

The tiger-striped kitten seized the opportunity and jumped onto the back of the tabby cat.

The kitten bared its teeth, showed its sharp claws, and tried to bite it.

But at this moment, the tiger-striped kitten felt a lightness in its body, and the whole cat was lifted up by some larger creature, biting the back of the neck.

It was a husky. If it stood up, it would be as tall as a person.

Fat Orange shook his head and stood up, and Thin Lizzy also walked to the side of Husky and meowed twice in a somewhat respectful manner.

The husky nodded, obviously understanding what the civet cat said.

The tiger-striped kitten resisted desperately, but was suppressed by the opponent's size and bound by fate from the back of the neck. In the end, it could only wave its four paws wildly and meow wildly, allowing itself to be picked up by the "evil dog" all the way. He walked outside the fast food restaurant and threw it directly to the roadside.

The husky barked twice, which seemed to have a faint warning meaning, and then turned back without looking back.

That husky exuded a sense of oppression that was not that of an ordinary dog. If it were an ordinary kitten on earth, no matter whether it was brave or not, it would be frightened and flee from here immediately.

But this tiger-striped kitten certainly isn't.

However, since being thrown out by the husky, the kitten suddenly became quiet, no longer struggling or meowing, and the golden cat eyes were dim. It just squatted on the roadside in despair. Nearly ten minutes.

The tiny one no longer has the slightest bit of majesty it had before.

As night gradually enveloped the sky, the tiger-striped kitten lowered its head and crawled alone to the corner next to the fast food restaurant, leaning against the wall. Its little body huddled up, and its furry little head went under its belly.

The street lights were on, and a circle of light was projected on the street. Outside the edge of the circle of light, the tiger-striped kitten could be faintly seen curled up in a ball, and its little body was trembling slightly.

In early autumn, the weather is not cold even at night, but the shivering is because of crying.

Just when the tiger-striped kitten was crying in a daze and almost fell asleep, it suddenly felt... as if a human hand was gently caressing its back.

It's very comfortable, even the traces of dark energy that are always restless in the body feel gradually calming down.

The tiger-striped kitten suddenly jumped up from the ground, its wet golden eyes moved left and right, and it looked around cautiously.

Pedestrians passed by sporadically on the streets at night, and many small flying insects circled around the street lamps.

Kiri's weird fast food restaurant is in operation. During the meal, the waiters inside are very busy, and occasionally you can hear the chatter of customers in the restaurant.

After confirming that it was just his illusion, the tiger-striped kitten licked its paws, and the fluff at the corner of its eyes was wet with tears, and fighting spirit emerged in the golden cat pupils.

Looking secretly into the fast food restaurant, I saw that the big orange cat and the thin raccoon cat were lying on the front counter, lazily taking on the work of mascots.

Sparrows have night blindness and cannot see anything at night.

So when the little tabby cat walked around the backyard again, jumped up on the fence, and checked again and again to confirm that the damn Erha was not in the yard.

The little tabby cat realized that his opportunity had come.

The courtyard was dark, but the cat could see clearly.

It jumped to the alley where it had a fierce fight with two cats, then found its target and jumped towards the high window.

Boom!

Maomao's head hit the glass. The glass was very strong. Maomao fell off the window sill, and his first attempt failed.

The second time, the cat stretched out its paws and climbed up the wall little by little. After cautiously standing on the window edge, it raised its paws and tried to push the window open with its pink flesh pads.

But the window is locked.

Maomao's second attempt failed.

Angrily, the tiger-striped kitten scratched a patch of bald lawn in the yard, then regrouped and clung to the wall to the door of the back room. With its body as soft as running water, it squeezed in through the narrow gap at the bottom of the door.

Then, in the corner of the backyard, the black energy was casually removed, and a young man in casual clothes was revealed, and next to him, squatting was a sizable husky.

The husky didn't bark. It telepathically transmitted its old voice to the young man's consciousness.

"Is this the person you've been looking for?"

"It's her, but it's not complete. It's just an entity formed by the projection of partial consciousness."

The young man answered, but his eyes kept looking at the door of the back room.

"I found it, why can't I see it?"

"Because... this is not my ideal reunion. I have made adequate preparations for what is about to happen next on this planet.

This is my thirty-million-year promise, and I only need to wait for just half a year. Half a year later, when she escapes from the seal, I guarantee that everything in this world will be as she wishes. "

The young man spoke with a unique aloofness and confidence in his tone that was different from his usual gentleness.

The husky shook his head slightly, and his old voice sounded again.

"But it seems to me that your eyes have been staring at her, and you can't wait any longer."

The young man was silent, but in silence, he still looked at the crack in the door of the back room and listened to the slight noises in the room.