[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Naqi, who was lying on the upper luggage rack, was crouching, assuming the posture before the pounce, but the three of them couldn't concentrate, and before it decided to make a move, they went crazy one by one.

Seeing the spiritual values ​​of the three people falling like an avalanche, Naqi felt that it was impossible, so he rushed to Bai Chai who was squatting in the gap behind the sofa below and yelled.

"Meow." They were really going crazy.As I said, I can't cure my brain.

ZKR tilted his head, and the young man went limp and fell to the ground.

The Tentacles of the Faceless Owl entangled the leader, layer upon layer, sealing his spirit into a dark abyss. At this moment, he relaxed slightly, allowing him to escape.

"Ahhhh-!!!"

The man let out a hoarse scream, obviously about to die, but he didn't know to stop.

The Faceless Owl simply blocked his mouth and nose, suffocated him until he passed out, and then used his tentacles to ventilate the trachea a little bit, just to prevent people from dying.

Siko is now as thick as a human's forearm, coiled on top of a middle-aged man's head.

The man had already started to foam at the mouth, Xi Ke looked down, feeling a little guilty, his body shrunk back to its original size, and disappeared into the cup.

It came to Charles's dream, rustling, and walked across the chessboard, causing Eric's disgust. However, this is Charles's dream, and Eric can't use his ability.

Charles was a little puzzled, stroking the snake's scales and combing them carefully.

"What happened?" Charles asked softly.

There are no lies in the spiritual world, and they quickly saw what happened just now. This time Eric seemed to be in a good mood and took a sip of his tea.

"Isn't it great? They will remember this lesson for life."

"Eric." Charles smiled helplessly and indulgently, "Well, they invaded first. Come, let us see how to avoid overdefense."

Siko nodded, leading Charles' spirit into the minds of those people.

Faint screams alarmed the hotel.

Tim, who was still using his laptop, raised his head, and at the same time, Jason, who was already asleep, jumped up from the bed, and Dick next door called out helplessly: "Damian!"

The sound of the window opening, twice.

Their houses are side by side, with Damian and Dick in the middle, Bruce on the left, Jason and Tim on the right, Bruce's window is closer to Damian and Dick's side because of the window arrangement.

It's almost to the extent that you can reach out and reach out.

"Damian." Bruce whispered.

Damian, who was about to jump out of the window to the car, stopped his figure.

"I'll go and have a look."

"Jump from the third floor?" Bruce showed disapproval.

Dick was calling from behind, "Damian, pay attention to your image."

"..." Damn "must pretend to be an ordinary person".

Damian murmured inwardly, reluctantly returned to the room, opened the door and ran down the stairs.

Tim stayed, Damian was the first to bear the brunt, Dick followed, then Bruce, Jason walked slowly at the end, and as he passed the counter, he met the old guard's eyes.

The old man lowered his head quietly and continued to read the newspaper.

They had a clear purpose and headed straight for their RV.

At this time, in the spiritual world, time does not have much meaning, in fact, it is just this second.

Space is also illusory.

Charles leaned on his podium and glanced at the three people sitting below.

"Not crazy yet, but soon. I will weaken the pressure of this incident on them, let them remember the horrible feeling, but will not continue to be oppressed, so that they can prevent them from going crazy."

Having said that, Charles paused, and turned his head to look at the figure standing in the corner.

"This fear will always remain, and whenever they want to invade other people's territory again, it will appear."

Natch was satisfied.

Look at Xi Ke who straightened himself and was paralyzed in the chalk trough trying to be cute.

Siko, who was reflecting on how rude he was just now, raised his head slightly, and spat out a letter to express that he had no objection at all.

So Charles started to fine-tune the brains of the three.

At the same time, out of safety considerations, Charles simply checked his surroundings. In his brainwaves, he could see the differences between people. Humans, mutants, and aliens, none of the ways of thinking is repetitive.

"There are some special existences here, pay attention to safety." Charles reminded.

special existence.

Natch tilted his head, thinking he was talking about himself.

Are there any of their kind here too?

In fact, they exist everywhere, and they usually don't interfere with each other, and they don't care much about others of the same kind.

Natch thought about it and decided it didn't matter.

"Pong".

The loud door opening sound.

They exited the spiritual world one by one.

Natch tilted his head, lay on his side on the luggage rack, poked his head halfway down, and saw Damian rushing in.

"Meow~" It's okay.

The owl stared at Damian emotionlessly under the moonlight, and there were two "snaps" and "snaps" from the corner, and it was ZKR flicking its tail at them.

There were three thieves crowded at the door, blocking the not-so-spacious aisle in the caravan. Fortunately, the birds were nimble, and Damian rolled over from the sofa without stepping on his shoes. Leather.

He went straight to the innermost corner and stroked the owl that was still working as a sculpture.

"You're still good."

"Shut up." Naqi made a disgusted voice.

The old owl is bad.

will pretend to be good.

Dick in the back got into the driver's seat inspection system and picked up the glass.

"Huh? What about the non-melting ice inside?"

Jason "That's a diamond, probably stolen by a thief."

Dick was silent for a while. At any rate, he was the first Robin bird raised in Wayne's family. He was just speechless for a moment, then put down his glass, "I said it's not ice at all."

"...You really didn't notice?" Jason held ZKR in his arms and licked the dog's belly.

In exchange for ZKR's tail wagging more cheerfully.

"Please? I've been keeping an eye on you."

Dick smiled and put his fingers into the cup, stirring the aggrieved little snake.

Bruce, who happened to come in last, looked at the door and took out the diamond and the dog bowl and cat bowl from the thief. The diamond was thrown to Dick, and the bowl was put back under the automatic feeding machine.

"Meow." They just fainted from fright.

Natch yelped and fell into Bruce's arms, humming while rubbing against Bruce's neck while explaining.

The aggrieved look instantly melted everyone.

"It's all their own problem." Damian is definitely on the cat's side. "If you dare to steal from Naqi and them, you must be prepared to be attacked. This can only be regarded as legitimate self-defense."

Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly, and without saying anything, he slid his fingers down the little black cat's back, in exchange for a sweet "meow" sound.

"What else did they do?"

"Meow~" They kicked the Faceless Owl.

……

Come on, that really deserves it.

Fortunately, it was Faceless Owl that was kicked. If Naqi was kicked, there would probably be three lunatics here.

According to the rules.

They cannot actively harm other intelligent beings.

But that doesn't mean they can't fight back.

Now it's just fainting, which is already a very weak punishment.

"Call the police?" Dick poked his head out from the driver's seat.

"Is it useful to call the police? Little policeman." Jason was amused by this sentence.

Dick: "...

"Well, it's really unlikely to work.

The police stations in many small places are basically "insiders", and the legal awareness is weak.

In such a situation between a local and a foreigner, unless the local commits public outrage, or commits murder and arson, it is useless to call the police, and even if he enters the situation, he will be released soon.

The most face-saving situation for foreigners is to lock them in for free for a few days, and then release them after they leave.

Especially under the premise of "no real loss".

Bruce pulled out their belts and used them to tie their hands behind their backs, and piled them behind trees in the woods next to the inn, where they would wake up and call for help.

"..." Dick took a look, and felt that the trousers of these three people were mysterious, and he probably lost them halfway.

Tsk tsk, the old man is very bad.

Dick thought for a while, started the car: "Let's go."

Damian poked his head out and whistled upstairs.

Tim poked his head out, rushed down and gestured for the middle finger, and quickly packed up his things and went downstairs. Fortunately, they didn't bring a salute, so Tim carried a laptop.

A group of people ran all night.

From the rearview mirror, Dick saw the old man who came out and watched them quietly, and his scalp felt a little numb. He asked, "Where are we going next?"

Bruce looked at Jason, and watched silently as he fiddled with the pile of things he wasn't allowed to bring.

Jason was checking his weapons, and the cans were broken. He didn't believe that the old bat could still make trouble now, and asked him to throw away this pile of weapons by the side of the road.

The fearless Jay Bird raised his hand and pointed in a random direction.

Dick took a look: "Nan."

So they went south.

From night to dawn.

Eighteen bends of the mountain road.

For safety reasons, they changed shifts midway. In the morning, other birds were sleeping in the back, Bruce was driving in front, and there was a black cat lying lazily waiting to bask in the sun in front of the driver's seat.

The cat's whole body was stuck to the glass, black and lumpy, and the PP was squeezed and deformed, and it didn't move.

Thankfully, at least the roads are beginning to widen.

Although this is still not any road that can be found on the map.

"How did we lose ourselves on day one?"

Tim yawned in bewilderment. He held his mobile phone and swiped, feeling incredible.The signal here is not very good, so he can only play single-player, and Tim can't cheer up at all.

They are Batman and Robin Bird, and they got lost?

"If it doesn't work, just call someone to pick it up. It's not a big problem." Dick is very optimistic.

There is really nothing to worry about.

Even in the desert, he can forcefully go out, not to mention there is still a road to drive here.

But what to say?

Tim felt it was a matter of saving face.

When it was fully light, they came across a gas station.

Jason and Dick jumped down to refuel the car, and Dick was responsible for paying the bill in the small house next to him, while Jason wandered around, checking the status of the car, and fiddled with the oil gun.

Natch looked up at the gas station, feeling weird around here.

The boss was a middle-aged man with a big arm and a thick waist. He kept staring at Dick when he went in to pay, but now he followed him out and stood at the door, staring at them intently.

"Looking at you?" Jason joked with Dick.

Dick rolled his eyes at him.

"The boss is weird." Dick said to Bruce after getting on the co-pilot.

Jason agreed: "It's very strange, driving in this kind of place, he dared to consciously pay. If I was the only one here today, I would definitely fill up and step on the gas pedal and leave."

Bruce started the car and said calmly, "Maybe he's sure you won't be able to get away."

He glanced briefly at the rearview mirror.

I saw the boss watching them off at the door.