[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

...The clinic was broken into? !

Joward, who returned to the clinic alone, was startled.

Cat food and dog food were overturned all over the floor.The dogs in the clinic were barking hoarsely, and the shelves holding the animal medical records were overturned in a mess.

As soon as he opened the door of the clinic, the two dogs jumped on him, hugging his thigh and shivering.

Joe Ward: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

His first reaction was to send a message to Chaoying to shake people.But when he took out his mobile phone, the screen of the mobile phone was lit, and it was the sentence sent to him by the bat ball [You can ask Superman for help. ]

Joward put the phone back, took a fire canister from the clinic door, and tiptoed into the clinic.

The clinic looked as if it had been hit by a typhoon.

He held the fire canister in one hand, and with the other hand, he gently opened the door of the inner consulting room, and then the kitchen and bathroom doors, and quietly checked the room.

no one.

Then he went up to the attic, and found the attic door had been knocked open, and there was a very fierce low growling sound from inside.

Joward lifted the fire canister over his shoulder and pushed the attic door open with one finger.

In the corner facing the attic door, the cheap cat arched its back, its fur was blown, and let out a vicious huff.

It appears to be confronting an unknown creature.

Behind Joward was a bunch of cats, cats and dogs, and now they were cowardly sticking out their heads of different sizes from behind him, to see how the cheap cat planned to deal with that thing.

Joe Ward said carefully: "Maomao, back off."

He got a little closer—finally he could see clearly what was blocked by the cheap cat in the corner.

It is a small red cloak the size of a palm.

...is still suspended.

The small cloak has a very fashionable stand-up collar. If you look closely, there are thin, mysterious dark lines on its surface, which looks like an expensive magic item.

But right now, the little cloak doesn't look so glamorous.Its sides are scratched up, and there is a cat's paw print in the middle.Apparently, before Joe Ward came back, the little cape had already fought the cheap cat for three hundred rounds.

The little cloak moved, and the cheap cat immediately let out a fierce breath!

The little cloak quickly retreated to the corner.

It had nowhere to escape, so it had to fold itself into a neat cube and began to close itself...

Joe Ward couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, cat, back off."

The tyrant of the clinic—a cheap cat, stared at the little cloak while slowly backing away.It jumped onto the cat climbing frame next to it and started to milk the little spider's hamburger nest.

Joe Ward looked around, picked up a cat teaser, knelt down and poked the square carefully.

The small square unfolds as soon as you poke it.The small cloak was re-suspended in mid-air, with its back swing fluttering, looking very dreamy—it's just that the edge has been scratched and the thread is still stretched, looking very downcast.

Joward: "...uh..."

...What's wrong with this?He couldn't figure it out.

He has 6 palm-sized balls, and this is the first time he has seen a palm-sized cloak.The little cloak seemed harmless, but it had no mouth, and Joward didn't know how to communicate with it.

The little cloak fluttered and flew to the bedside table. The hem on both sides held a small mirror like hands, and pinched it for him to see.

Joward didn't understand what it was doing at first, but slowly a man's face began to emerge in the mirror.

Joward: "Ooooh...!"

magic!

For the first time, I saw real magic!

Seeing that he was only in awe, the little cloak moved the mirror closer and eagerly shook it twice.

Joe Ward: "I'm sorry, let me see..."

Unfortunately, Joward doesn't know the man in the mirror.That man has curly hair, a delicate mustache, and clear eyes, but his face is a bit long, and the mirror can't fit in it...

Joe Ward: "I'm sorry, I really haven't seen this person."

The shoulders of the little cloak collapsed.

It slowly puts the mirror back in place, then folds itself up again, shutting itself off again...

Joward scratched his head silently, looking at the ball of dirty, pilled cloak.

He didn't quite know if the magic props could be washed, and he wasn't sure if he could take them to the stronghold - after all, it was a secret stronghold that was still in its infancy. Although the little cloak didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, what if.

Originally, this kind of thing should be reported to Batball and the US team first, but today the Batball seems to be very busy, and the US team... the US team also seems to be busy.The little doctor scratched his head for a long time, feeling that he was going to be autistic.

He cleaned up the clinic by himself, mopped the floor again, and sprayed a little freshener.Then he dragged the cheap cat out of the attic and put it in its own litter box.The little cloak still folded itself on the bedside table, and though knowing it wasn't a living thing, Joward put it in the cat's nest on the cat climbing frame.

Then a message came from the mobile phone, it was from the US team: [Xiao Qiao, I have a little free time now, do you need any help there ;)]

The big lemon that Captain America ate was finally digested by his strong sense of responsibility.

If you ask him if he's sour - oh my god, of course he's sour.

He and the bat were the first two balls to come to the clinic.At that time, they had nothing and didn't know anything, even the system reward points were a pitiful 1:2, so there is no good thing that they can get two or three thousand into their account now and then.

His personality is much gentler than that of a bat, so Xiao Qiao will tell him first if there is anything.I don’t know how to recite words, ask him to pour bitter water, and try with him when I try telepathy, let’s not mention the oolong of chirping mouth for the time being; being bullied by that dark gray windbreaker, he comforted him, and Xiao Qiao threw himself into his arms and cried. Already—although it is very distressing, but the US team still feels a little satisfied.

There are some things only he can do.

If it had been a bat, Xiao Qiao might have cried too—she was scared to cry.

Everything was going well at first, but suddenly there was a ball jumping out from the side, and then Xiao Qiao ran away happily following him while shouting "Muffle, Meringue, Meringue..."

How could it not be sour?

But Captain America, as a moral model, is not the name of the white top.He was sore for a while. When Joward came at noon, he didn't take the initiative to say hello. At this moment, he began to blame himself...

In addition to being an individual, he is also one of the leaders of this team.

This means that he has to put his little emotions back countless times, take responsibility for the entire team, and do what is most right for everyone.

After Joe Ward left, Qiuqiu Chao stayed in the stronghold to help.Although he is a ball, his strength is really great.The RoboCop were digging a tunnel towards the clinic, and one of them got stuck in a rock. Qiuqiuchao punched him and bounced him up, and then he dug the tunnel again.

Qiuqiuchao is very enthusiastic: "Is there anything I can do to help! Any order is fine!"

Tony Ni said jealously: "No need, we have these big iron pieces."

Qiuqiu Chao: "Oh."

He flew to watch the bat ball again, "Bat, what are you doing! Is there anything I can do to help!"

The bat ball looks really annoying right now.

One of his claws kept knocking on the table, although it was very light, but the frequency of knocking was very high, and he looked very upset.Even Tonini on the second basement floor couldn't help teasing: "Please, are you doing renovations upstairs?"

He knocked for almost 10 minutes before replying: "There is nothing to help."

Qiuqiu Chao: "Oh."

But he didn't think too much, and happily went to play games with the little spider.

The US team sighed helplessly: "eon."

Tonini: "Come on. I'm still wondering when our good captain is going to say 'eon.'"

The US team couldn't help laughing as they spoke: "Can we stop being so naive?"

He turned to the bat ball: "Bat, I told you that Xiao Qiao is an introverted child. Some things should be explained as soon as possible. It is not good to delay."

Batball: "Not necessary."

Captain America: "..." You continue.I'll see how long you can keep your mouth shut.

Tonini used to grab Qiuqiuchao's neck and abducted Qiuqiuchao from the game console to work.The US team bowed their heads and sent a message to Joe Ward: [Little Joe, I have a little free time now, is there anything you need to help ;)]

Joward replied almost instantly: [Captain, actually I want you to see something...]

Captain America: [I'll come right away. ]

Now the underground passage leading to the clinic has not been dug, and the movement of the balls between the stronghold and the clinic basically depends on Joe Ward and his red schoolbag.But now the US team is impatient, and after talking to Batball, they borrowed his little Batplane.

The small plane also had the stealth coating, and Captain America boarded it and buzzed out through the exit at the top of the stronghold.

A few minutes later, he ran to Joe Ward and asked nervously, "What happened?"

Joward poked at the little self-closing cloak.

"This is the captain I told you about. He knows more people than me."

After hearing this, the little cloak hurriedly picked up the small mirror again hopefully, and showed him the face of the man with the curly hair and moustache again.

Captain America: "Hmm...maybe you can make his face smaller? Because the mirror is a bit too big..."

The little cloak quickly shrank the face in the mirror.Its large collar was also turned sideways to the front of the mirror, as if a person tilted his head to confirm the picture in the mirror.

The US team went over to look at it for a long time, "I'm sorry, I don't know him either."

Finally he realized: "Oh... magic!"

It may be that they are envious of what they lack. AD fighters like them always have a little awe of magic, gods and monsters.

Little Cloak was terribly disappointed.It didn't even want to stack it this time, it rolled into a ball randomly, and threw itself into the trash can with a "boom".

Joe Ward: "...don't be like this..."

He took the cloak out of the trash can, tried to wash it with soapy water, and then hung it in a small clip to dry in front of the heat lamp.The collar of the small cloak was pinched, and the fabric of the whole body drooped listlessly, looking like a person who was bending forward in frustration.