Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

"Oh~ I'm really unlucky. It's rare to have such a good opportunity. I'm about to succeed, but I meet two big guys."

Under the scorching sun, Xueran held the skinny hand of the one-eyed woman and walked staggeringly on the wilderness, looking out of shape.

Coupled with his perfect face that resembles someone else, there is an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Xueran inserted his hand into his stomach, stirred it for a while, and took out a pebble the size of an egg.

From the holes in the stomach and clothes, slender granulation buds protruded, entangled and wriggled, and returned to their original appearance after a while.

The pebbles are dusty, and the color and shape are very ordinary, and there is nothing special about them.

Xueran couldn't put it down, holding it in his hand and rubbing it repeatedly.

"Good baby, good baby, you said that when the two guys meet, which side will win?"

The cobblestones haven't changed in any way, and if anyone passes by and sees the blood-stained appearance, he will definitely think he is a psychopath talking to himself.

No one would have thought that the unattractive cobblestone in his hand was actually an extremely high-quality activated item, with a level of power equivalent to that of a faded chessboard.

Bloody will suddenly give up the game and successfully escape from the faded chessboard battlefield when the situation is very good, because of this living item.

Pebbles have a very straightforward name: Gambling Warning Stone.

Not to mention the effect of "gambling", "early warning" can warn of the approach of life bodies with the ability to kill blood stains within a certain range.

At the critical moment of the game against the "White Queen", Pebble warned twice in a row, and the danger level of the warning became stronger each time.

Xueran is such a life-saving guy, so he took the time to run away.

As for the elite team at the martial arts survival base, it was just a coincidence that Bloody gave up what he got for nothing. Isn't it natural to take advantage of the cheap guys?

Xueran turned his head to look in the direction of the original black and white forest, smashed his mouth, and sighed.

"Sure enough, I really want to know the future development. It should be very exciting~ Forget it, my life is more important. Xiao Tengteng, tell me, how about we go to the sky base later?"

Xueran touched his handsome and perfect face, and Moran's eyes turned blood red.

"Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise. Occupying a ready-made base can save a lot of trouble. It's such a happy decision."

The one-eyed woman followed Xueran dully, without saying a word, like a worn-out clockwork doll.

Only occasionally, there is a faint light in the eyes.

The golden eyes, as beautiful as the sun, shone with scorching light.

These beautiful eyes belong to a cat with black stripes on a white background. There are six horizontal black stripes in the middle of its forehead, outlining a domineering "King" character, which adds a bit of heroism to its agility and beauty.

Beside the meow star is a small golden sapling. The leaves on the crown of the tree move automatically without wind, rubbing against each other and making the sound of "rustle, rustle".

This meow tree is exactly the old zelkova and its majesty the big cat who have gone through "untold hardships" and returned from "traveling around the world".

They are now on a low slope.

The low slope looks quite strange, the surface is covered with criss-cross cracks, it doesn't seem to be formed naturally, it looks like it was raised up by some terrible force.

The low slope is about 500 meters away from the edge of the original black and white forest, and about a thousand meters away from the battlefield where the NO.13 refuge and the martial arts survival base fought.

With His Majesty the big cat's eyesight and the old zelkova's range of telepathy, everything that happened on the battlefield was completely monitored by Meow and Tree.

After eating the wild beech fruit, His Majesty the big cat, which was the size of an adult cat, shook his round and lovely ears, and squinted at the old beech tree with his golden eyes hanging from the side.

The old chrysanthemum moved the roots suspiciously, and the leaves above the head were still fluttering in the wind, making cheerful rubbing sounds.

His Majesty the big cat ran out of patience, slapped the old zelkova tree, and said dissatisfied: "Srust, rustle, are you bothered?" ! ]

The foot-high golden sapling was almost broken by the paws of his majesty the big cat.

Using the roots to catch the two fallen gold leaves, the little tree said aggrievedly: "Old man, I am already old, can you be gentle when you move your claws?" ]

[You quarreled with me, are you still reasonable? ]

His majesty the big cat shook his beard, raised his right front paw, and showed a row of sharp nails shining with metallic luster.

Those nails are really beautiful, the curvature and gloss are all textbook-level perfection in the meow star human world.

If Jiang Miao were here, he might be envious and jealous.

Although the size of His Majesty the big cat has shrunk to the size of an adult domestic cat, it is about the same size as a female tiger-striped beauty short before the end of the world.

But its nails are at least one and a half times longer than that of a domestic cat, and its claws are several times larger than that of a domestic cat.

The shape is well-proportioned, the lines are smooth, elegant and noble when it is still, vigorous and powerful when it is moving, and it is a model in the cat world.

It is completely different from Jiang Miao's round head, round claws, round belly, and round buttocks.

If you compare the sharp point on Jiang Miao's paw with His Majesty the big cat, it is really a comparison or you have to throw it away, and meow is like a dog.

Sensing the thick and powerful claws and hard and sharp nails of her big cat, Lao Ju trembled in fright.

The moving tree roots were unconsciously entangled in a knot, and it was still a dead knot.

On the golden crown, the thin and small branches seem to have self-awareness, getting closer and closer until they huddle together.

The old beech tree is already old, and he knows the truth that those who are in charge of current affairs are heroes, otherwise it wouldn't be so cowardly that it would follow His Majesty the big cat across the ocean.

You force you to be justified, I am old and I pretend to be dead.

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[Humph! ]

Seeing that the old zelkova obediently admitted its cowardice, His Majesty the big cat graciously put away his paws, licked the thick pink flesh pad with his pink tongue, and continued to watch the battle in peace.

[Your Majesty, Your Majesty, that two-legged beast is quite powerful~~Look, he...]

Bala Bala Bala...

The talkative old beech tree couldn't bear the loneliness within half a minute.

Stretching out the branches, shaking the golden leaves of the tree crown, approaching His Majesty the big cat, full of passionate thoughts.

It's a pity that the Internet is cut off in the end of the world, otherwise, if you look at the eloquence and appearance of the old zelkova, you will definitely become a popular tree on the Internet.

His majesty the big cat scratched the ground with his paws in displeasure, and decided to catch his cub, and then he pulled off all the leaves of the old beech tree to make a nest for the cub.

The old zelkova who was talking suddenly froze, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

The old zelkova let go of its powerful mental power and scanned around again and again, but found no suspicious creatures.

Withdrawing the ultimate mental strength, the old zelkova thought that even if there was any danger, his majesty the big cat would bear it.

It should be fine...

His Majesty the big cat flicked his tail for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

After not seeing him for so long, the cub really didn't make any progress.

[No, I can't help it! ]

If you have the courage to run around for me, don't you know how to work hard and impress Meow?

His Majesty the big cat stared at a pair of big golden eyes, flicked his long tail, and was about to change back to his original shape and end in person.

After I clean up these twolegs that are annoying to meow, I can fuck the stupid bastards.

Thinking of this, His Majesty the Big Cat couldn't help recalling his own cub's chubby, fleshy little butt.

In the past, it grew too fast, and Zai Zai refused to grow it well, so that every time he puffed his ass, he could only poke it lightly with a finger, which was not enjoyable at all.

Now with the Xingxinguo, it can be as big as it wants to be, and it can be as small as it wants to be, and it can be called smaller.

At best, control your strength and don't blow Zai Zai up.

There is only one little fart, and if it breaks down, it will be gone, but it will not be worth it. This must be remembered, and don’t get too excited to forget it.

Hmm~ The touch of Zai Zai's butt hits the Q bomb, and it makes my claws itch when I think of it. Sure enough, I should go and get Zai Zai back first!

Seeing that His Majesty the Big Cat had plans to join the war, Lao Ju hurriedly stretched out a dozen tree roots and wrapped them around His Majesty the Big Cat's tail.

[Your Majesty, wait...]

"Ow!"

His Majesty the big cat whose tail was scratched let out a low growl.

With a flick of its powerful tail, all the rolled up tree roots were thrown away, and with a kick of four claws, the whole cat leaped seven or eight meters high.

The flexible body full of explosive power pounces on the weak, pitiful, and helpless saplings in a standard tiger-preying style, and its claws are just like a claw against the golden crown.

[Who allows you to grab my old lady's tail, are you so courageous? ! ]

The old beech tree, whose branches were almost snapped off by one paw, frantically begged for mercy before the second paw came down, and the roots curled upside down to block the top of the canopy, lest His Majesty the Big Cat come back with another paw, and it would really cripple it.

His Majesty the big cat, who only called out one paw, was extremely displeased, and seemed to have another ten paws to vent his hatred.

Your Majesty the Big Cat's idea is straightforward and simple.

The old beech tree scratched its tail to make it unhappy. Isn't it a matter of course for it to be beaten as a sandbag?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lao Ju quickly used the method of shifting focus.

[Your Majesty, Your Majesty!Look at the little one, look at the little one! ]

son?

What's wrong with my little one?

His Majesty the Big Cat temporarily let go of the old beech tree, and turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

The next moment, the beautiful golden eyes widened.

Hey!Zai Zai is amazing!

As expected of my mother's cub!

At the same time, the rumbling sound of ground sinking mixed with the "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" resounded within a radius of one kilometer.

[Ouch!These two-legged beasts can really do it! ]

Compared with Little Miaozi, Old Beech thinks the battle between Twolegs is more interesting, and he can't wait to buy some fat house happy water, add a big bucket of popcorn, and sit and watch a movie and eat snacks.

Thinking of this, the old beech tree couldn't help but sneak out a root, moving around eagerly.

If His Majesty the big cat can pull out its belly and let my old man purr a few times, the tree body will have no regrets.

The old beech tree is a cowardly tree with a heart but no guts, so it dares to sneak a peek at the soft fur of its big cat, His Majesty.

Really let it snore on the roots of the tree, it can scare you so much that you can't grow leaves.

Not knowing what outrageous things the old zelkova was thinking, His Majesty the Big Cat saw that the idiot had improved a bit, and wondered whether he should slap him less.

Hmm~ Don't slap me, then you only need to slap Zai Zai again...

How many slaps should I say?

By the way, I have asked the old zelkova to keep a small notebook.

The wandering old Zeech heard the voice of His Majesty the Big Cat, and before he could understand what His Majesty the Big Cat said, he poured out all the words he had kept in his mouth.

[Your Majesty, how about you give me a few hairs for the old man? ]

Dare to talk to His Majesty Big Cat like this, the ending can be imagined, the old beech tree is tragic.

After cordially condolences to the old beech tree, His Majesty the big cat is at ease physically and mentally, and is no longer in a hurry to catch the cubs.

Anyway, the cub is right under your nose, can you still turn the sky up?

With a plan in mind, His Majesty the Big Cat lay down again and quietly watched the cub perform, as a test to teach the idiot how he has grown during this period of time.

(To be continued)

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