Lion Lianmeng

About the possibility that there might actually be enemy lions invading and killing lions; about this suspected sowing activity aimed at creating chaos; about all the worries and anxieties hidden deep in his heart...

Andre, who didn't want to be alone in this life, decided to tell the two brothers everything he thought of without reservation.

"Trust me, brothers."

He tried to put the most serious expression on his furry face ever: "We may be in crisis, we must unite!"

Allen stared at him blankly, as if he had heard a bible.

Why can the normal lion killing in nature lead to so many speculations and conspiracies?He felt that things were going beyond his comprehension, shook his ears subconsciously, turned his head and looked at Timmy in confusion and helplessness: "An'an is telling the truth? Aww? It's not that I don't believe it, but, this... It sounds bizarre and kind of complicated."

"Yes, I understand, I understand everything!" Timmy, who had never been a good brother, raised a front paw and put it on Allen's shoulder, feeling (full) really (satisfied) (satire) (sarcasm) ) said: "For you, there is nothing in the world that is not complicated."

Then, he looked at Andre with relief, and praised in an old mother's kind tone: "I don't need to call names this time, I am so happy! You have grown up, Dahei! You are no longer Think of your big head as a beautiful ornament and start learning to use it."

"Wait, that's not the reaction I wanted, Jin."

Andre began to regret his frankness: "Although I'm not as smart as you, you can at least be... a good brother who worships your brother even for a minute, okay?"

This is delusional.

Timmy thought about it, and honestly refused: "I can't do it."

Allen, who was full of confusion, snickered.

Andre was very wronged: "Even the stupid lion who was trampled into a lion cake by a bull in the previous life can laugh at me?" '

However, the stupid lion who was trampled into a lion cake by a bull in his previous life still continued to chat with his beloved younger brother: "If it's true as you said, Calcasa is also innocent?"

Timmy was even more pleased.

He was happy for his shrewd decision at the beginning: "So, I didn't really drive away Carcassar..."

Allen, who had been kept in the dark, was very surprised: "What? You didn't drive them away, where are they?"

"Maybe it's a bush, or a hidden cave. They didn't want to leave at first, because it's embarrassing to be wronged to leave." Timmy replied self-consciously: "Although they really should get out, just think of them taking so long to leave." All wandering outside, not going home, and eventually being beaten up by Mama Tasha and Aunt Talan, or abandoned, I am so happy."

"Understood, I believe in the reason you said later, the other kind of excuses to beat lions and revenge."

Allen couldn't help but interjected beside him: "Admit it, Titi, you are a bad lion holding a grudge."

Timmy's round almond eyes are full of innocence.

Andre is not at all surprised that the content of this conversation will go off track. In addition to hunting, the strong curiosity, keen perception and super mobility of cats often make it difficult for them to concentrate on one thing. In this matter, they are always easily attracted by the wind and grass, and their attention will be easily diverted.At this time, it is necessary for the sensible one to pull everyone back.

So, he immediately continued the previous topic: "We have to get ready, brothers. The enemy lions standing on the bright side are not terrible, but the enemy lions hiding in the dark are very bad. We can't be vigilant against these lions all the time You bastard lion, find them and kill them!"

"I agree with that," Timmy said without hesitation.

"But what should we do?" Allen asked hesitantly: "To be honest, I wouldn't have believed it if you both hadn't said that. Because I didn't smell a strange lion on the territory at all. It really doesn't matter. Are you sure it's not some dead... ghost, no ghost lion!"

"A ghost lion? That must be a very bad lion," Timmy said firmly.

"Why do you say that?" Allen asked curiously.

"Because all the good lions are in the buffalo heaven, the buffalo god will take care of every good lion, and they will have endless buffaloes. Only the souls of bad lions will have nowhere to go, wandering in the grassland, and then, slowly being killed. The wind blows away." Timmy answered seriously without hesitation.

Allen and Andre were silent.

They had a brief exchange with their eyes: "Damn it, who the hell told him these nonsensical things?" Then you'll be in a wonderful paradise full of buffalo." "Well, I know lionesses talk nonsense, but do any lions really believe it?" "Yeah, got the letter." "That kid isn't super suspicious Do you always doubt this, doubt that, a natural skeptic or something." "But he just believes in the buffalo god, what can I do?" "...!!"

"Don't look at me like that, okay?"

Timmy shook his mane uncomfortably, and disdainfully said: "You guys who have no faith!"

Allen and Andre immediately ended the subject.

Because if you don't want to fight, never discuss with any devout (buffalo god) believer about 'heaven (even a bison's heaven) exists or not'.

But whether bison heaven exists or not...

The three lion brothers still pay more attention to practical issues.

"Wandering lions will hide their whereabouts outside, and it is easy to miss the clues without careful observation. I was too careless before."

Andre said bluntly: "Now we need a more careful inspection, searching every piece of land in the territory inch by inch, and then confirming the existence of enemy lions, making a plan, and killing them."

Timmy was a little uncomfortable with the sudden and decisive side of his silly brother.

He hesitated for a few seconds, leaned over and rubbed his brother's black mane with his head: "You look very handsome, Andre."

This kind of words made Andre have no resistance.

He was almost elated: "Really? Thanks, do you like me like this, Titi? I mean, am I a lion fan?"

"Yeah, very lion fanatic, but let's forget it this time..." Timmy replied hesitantly.

He opened his mouth, and tore his brother's lush black fur with his teeth, messing up the beautiful mane, and finally said vaguely: "Remember, I should be The one of us calling the shots!"

Andre smiled indulgently, and his beard groaned: "Of course, you are the leader."

Allen couldn't help retching like a cat throwing up hairballs, and muttered again: "I really don't want to admit that these two slimy, disgusting lions are my brothers."

Next, the three lion brothers quietly searched their territory in detail without disturbing any lions.

Under normal circumstances, wandering male lions are good at hiding their whereabouts, which makes it easier for them to hunt quietly and fill their hungry stomachs without showing any traces when they pass through some lion territories, instead of being chased and killed by landlord lions frantically.

But this hidden whereabouts does not mean watertight, or perfect.

The territory of male lions is very large and vast. In their peaceful daily life, they are indeed careless and even careless, especially when the animal exchange meeting just ended not long ago, it is the time when the smell in the territory is the most mixed. When they get serious, any illegal entry of a strange animal becomes invisible.

The three male lion brothers easily found the traces left by the strange male lion.

For example, vague half-footprints, faint breath, residues after some food was eaten, and so on.

Andre cautiously leaned over and sniffed.

He probably just wanted to remember these smells, so that he could search for those enemy lions with ulterior motives who continued to do evil in their territory, but when he smelled that faintly familiar and almost disgusting smell as if separated by a layer of tulle , but couldn't help but fell into thinking...

Allen and Timmy on the side obviously didn't take these things to heart.

There may be dangers, but it is clear that the little tricks of the enemy lions have not been successful.

"I didn't drive Carl and Casa away, they will definitely be willing to help us kill this group of bad lions who slandered them."

Timmy said happily: "We have enough lions, and we are not afraid of enemy lions."

"It doesn't matter if there are no Carl and Casa, I will protect you and Andre." Allen was as ambitious as ever, without fear.

"Thank you, but I don't need protection!" Timmy puffed out his chest proudly: "I am the lion who wants to protect you and Andre!"

Finally, for a moment, Allen, who was always regarded as a superfluous role, felt the brotherhood between brothers!

He couldn't help laughing movedly: "Thank you Titi."

Timmy raised his head, his round eyes narrowed into two crescents, his beard trembled slightly, and a super cute purr came out of his throat.

Allen's heart softened, and he couldn't help but leaned over and licked the fur on his brother's back affectionately.

Then he suddenly understood all kinds of behaviors of Andre's fur-licking mad lion. Titi's short legs are so cute. A small lion can lick its fur by lowering its head. The fur is super soft and warm...

The atmosphere between the two brothers is extremely warm.

At this moment, it seemed that they were not looking for strange and dangerous enemy lions, but were happily going out for an outing together.

But Andre suddenly let out an angry roar!

Allen and Timmy, who were exchanging brotherhood, raised their heads in shock: "What's wrong, Andre?" "Calm down, have you found anything?"

Andre's eyes were flushed irrationally, and his mighty black mane stood up, doubling his size in an instant. His claws popped out sharp finger knives, scratching the ground violently, and his roars were like bursts of waves. thunder.

He roared, "I'll rip 'em! I'll rip 'em! No matter how many times!"

Allen and Timmy stared at him dumbfounded, not knowing why he was so angry.

But obviously something angered Andre, and he was about to go berserk with a murderous look.

"If i remember correctly……"

The single-celled Allen muttered to himself, "Is it me, the lion who lost his wife and children?"

Timmy nodded slightly without recovering: "Yes, it's you."

Allen continued: "They have nothing to do with Andre, right, Titi?"

Timmy gave him a deep look: "Shut up, Aaron."

Then, without looking back, he stepped forward and rushed towards Andre without hesitation: "Baby, do you want to eat a calf with tender meat? Small antelope and small zebra are also fine. I could grab it right away! But don't be mad, okay?"

"What?" Allen raised his head in surprise.

At this moment, he forgot about his wife and children, and hurriedly ordered food: "Titi, I want to eat the little warthog."

Come on!

And no lion wants to respond, okay?