It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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In the following time, Song Heming was always observing Jing Ran.

Ever since he turned into a cat, Jing Ran's state has been very wrong and he has become extremely nervous. At this time, for some reason, he suddenly shifted his gaze to Song Heming in the form of a cat.

Song Heming instinctively sensed the danger, and quickly stood up from the soft carpet, watching Jing Ran warily.

However, Jing Ran just looked at it and didn't do anything.

He took a deep breath and called the police, but the person on the other end seemed to say that the time was not enough for 48 hours, so Jing Ran searched everywhere. The moment the phone hung up, Jing Ran threw the phone hard. On the ground, but soon, he remembered something, and quickly picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

Song Heming finally couldn't help it, walked over and began to rub Jing Ran's calf.

He couldn't hold back the sound of snoring, which seemed to be very comfortable.

Jing Ran quietly looked down at Song Heming for a while, he stretched out his arms to hug Song Heming, and said in a low voice, "Where is your master?"

Song Heming meowed.

Jing Ran asked: "Can you smell where your master is?"

Song Heming: "..." Do you think I'm a dog?

Song Heming felt a little bad all over, and directly bit Jing Ran's hand.

Jing Ran obviously knew that what he said was nonsense, his eyes were not focused, he looked at the front with a confused expression, and said: "I already knew that he doesn't really like me, what he likes is only my body."

Song Heming was slightly taken aback.

How did you come to this conclusion?

Song Heming lowered his head again and took a bite of Jing Ran's hand.

Jing Ran was not angry, and raised his hand to touch the orange cat in his bosom. He wanted to suck cats very much, and now he finally got his wish. Although he was thinking about Song Heming all the time, his fingers scratched Song Heming unconsciously. chin, Song Heming narrowed his eyes comfortably and let out a coquettish cry.

"I dare to tell you about this kind of thing..." Jing Ran whispered, showing a mocking smile.

"Everyone who falls in love first is a loser, and I am."

"Although he has always acted as if he likes me, I know that he will leave sooner or later, just like... once."

Song Heming finally calmed down after hearing the words.

He raised his head and looked at Jing Ran quietly.

Jing Ran sneered and said, "I don't know when he will leave this time."

After saying this, Jing Ran also fell silent. He didn't know what he was thinking, he let out a breath, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and put Song Heming down, "I'll go out to find your master, please stay at home and don't run around. .”

After Jing Ran left, Song Heming ran directly to the computer in the living room.

All his tips are gone, and now of course he has to broadcast live to make money.

Song Heming struggled to turn on the computer, as if it was the first live broadcast. Finally, he managed to get all the equipment in place and clicked the live broadcast button.

His live broadcast time is not stable recently, so people are not as quick as before, but the number of people watching the live broadcast has soared to several thousand in an instant.

[My big orange finally appeared! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… 】

[Has no one noticed that Big Orange seems to have changed the location of the live broadcast? 】

[Could it be that the live broadcast was not due to moving? 】

[Probably not, I think the background should have lived for a while]

[Is the local tyrant coming today!Begging for a local tyrant’s small TV, I’m itching again and want to draw a lottery hehehe]

However, today the local tyrant went to find someone.

Song Heming thought with a blank face, and yawned. He stretched out his little paws like plum blossoms, and played with the ball of wool one after another in front of the camera.

[I always feel that Big Orange is not very interested today]

Articles flashed across the bullet screen, and occasionally someone offered gifts, but Song Heming couldn't get interested.

All he could think about was finding his Jing Ran.

I don't know where he is now...

The real master is in the room, he must not find anything, he can only pray that he will still look normal when he comes back.

Sighing softly, Song Heming slapped the ball of wool aside, put his head on his paws, and lay down.

At this moment, Song Heming suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened.

He froze for a moment, turned his head to look, and saw a black figure flashing into the room.

That look is definitely not Jing Ran.

Song Heming immediately stood up alertly.

He was on the live broadcast at this time, and the people in the live broadcast room also saw the sneaky person.

[A person came to Dajuzi's house, but why do you feel that his behavior is sneaky, looking around the room all the time, shouldn't the real owner be like this? 】

[I've seen the shit-shoveling officer of Big Orange before, that shit-shoveling officer doesn't look like this]

【Wow, I saw it. It's a man in his 40s and [-]s. Is he the shit-shoveling officer of Big Orange? 】

【Who? 】

[Fuck, why do I feel a little scared for no reason]

Although it was daytime at this time, the curtains in the room were all drawn, making it look a little dark, which also made the person who entered the room even more terrifying.

Song Heming recognized who the man was at a glance.

He is Jing Ran's second uncle, the one with the gun who shot Jing Ran before.

Could it be that he wanted to do something to Jing Ran again when he came this time?

Thinking of this, Song Heming couldn't help but licked his paw.

Of course, he would not let the second uncle notice that he was live broadcasting, so while the second uncle was not paying attention, he directly hid the opened live broadcast interfaces.

The second uncle only glanced at Song Heming who was squatting in front of the computer, and ignored him. Instead, he turned around and walked around the room. He didn't see Jing Ran. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked boldly in front of Song Heming. He stretched out his hand to grab Song Heming, but Song Heming scratched it with his paw!

[What the hell is going on? 】

[Does anyone know where Big Orange's home is now?I'm a little scared, I kind of want to call the police]

【I do not know! 】

Song Heming didn't care about the situation in the live broadcast room, his eyes were fixed on the second uncle in front of him.

The second uncle sneered: "When I saw you in the company before, I felt strange. The company does not allow pets, but you are in the company. I didn't expect that it was raised by that boy Jing Ran."

As he spoke, he didn't know what to think, but he took out the gun from his pocket and put it on Song Heming's head.

Song Heming let out a shrill meow.

"Aren't you pretty good before? You even scratched me with your claws..." Second Uncle said, holding Song Heming's body tightly with the other hand.

"I grew up watching Jing Ran, and his favorite thing is cats. Who made your life so bad that he kept you at home? I'll send you to see Hades right now... Hee hee, I didn't know he came back What was your expression after seeing your dead body?"

Song Heming didn't struggle.

He looked at the second uncle coldly.

At the same time, the people in the live broadcast room almost exploded!

[Fuck, is what I saw real?is this a real gun 】

【It should be true, right?That man doesn't seem to know that Big Orange is broadcasting live. Looking at his expression, I feel disgusted]

【What should we do now!My big orange, don't worry about it! 】

[I don't know why, but I always feel that Jing Ran's name sounds familiar...]

[I just found out the phone number of the internet police, and I have already told the internet police about Big Orange's live broadcast room! 】

[Holy shit, well burning?Isn't this the president of Jing's company?Especially young and promising, the one with countless teenage husbands? 】

[I also remember, he seems to have Weibo?I will leave a message under his Weibo! 】

[I'm going too, I'm going too! 】

At this time, there were more than 3 people in the live broadcast room, and a man with a gun suddenly appeared in the cat live broadcast room and threatened to kill the cat, which is almost rare in a hundred years. , There are so many bullet screens that I can hardly read the words on it.

And when hundreds of people posted on Weibo at the same time: "President Jing Ran, your cat was kidnapped by a man at home!" After @jingran''s Weibo post, it even reached its peak.

Countless people heard the news and knew that the number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly increased to 11!

After those people entered the live broadcast room, they found that things were really just like Weibo said, when a man pointed a gun at a cat and kept telling how nasty his nephew Jing Ran was, it immediately exploded , Retweeted one after another on Weibo!

In just a few minutes, things quickly fermented, and the homepage of Weibo was full of stories about a cat being pointed at with a gun.

Song Heming didn't know that there was already a falling out on the Internet.

He looked coldly at the man talking in front of him.

In his opinion, Jing Ran's second uncle is already a little nervous.

Since ancient times, bad guys died of talking too much. If Song Heming was this second uncle, he would have shot him and turned away.

But soon, the second uncle directly expressed his thoughts.

"I thought of a better way...I'll ask Jing Ran to come back now." He laughed, "If you kill you in front of him, it will definitely break him down more than seeing a dead cat ?”

[This person has gone crazy! 】

[Cats are so cute, why do you want to attack a cat? 】

[Fuck, why haven't the internet police come yet!This man had a gun in his hand, and he said he would wait for his nephew to come over. If he didn't keep it, Jing Ran would die today!I beg the Internet police to come quickly! 】

【I'm very anxious right now...】

[Big Orange, don't worry about anything!You are my food for thought now!If you leave, what will I do woo woo woo]

[I have already posted a screenshot of this second uncle's face on Weibo, and also used face search technology. He is the manager of Jingran Company. 】

【Have the internet police come yet? 】

[Battle report from the front!Jing Ran has already learned about this matter, and is ready to rush home! 】

[Fuck, did you say that that person has a gun in his hand!Jing Ran, don't go back! 】

[...I feel like I'm watching a horror movie, Jing Ran, don't go home, you're sending yourself to death!Please go to the police directly! 】

On the other side, Song Heming meowed in a low voice.

The second uncle sat directly in front of the computer desk, exposing his entire face. He didn't care about the camera, but looked at Big Orange with interest.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Big Orange's hair gently: "What's so good about your cat? That kid likes it so much?"

Just then, the door of the room was opened.

Jing Ran stood at the door alone.

The people in the live broadcast room suddenly became even more angry.

Unexpectedly, Jing Ran actually returned home alone!

Everyone held their breath.

Jing Ran said coldly: "Second Uncle."

"Hahaha, you are finally back." The second uncle said, stretched out his hand and squeezed Song Heming's neck fiercely, and directly lifted the whole cat up.He didn't directly kill Song Heming with a single shot, but sneered, "Seeing the things I like being carried by me like this, and I'm going to die soon, how do you feel?"

"What do you want?" Jing Ran asked.

"The project in your hand is good." The second uncle said, "Your position is also good."

Jing Ran's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't speak, but his eyes couldn't help but shifted to Big Orange.

He was looking for Song Heming, but suddenly received a call from his assistant, saying that his cat had been kidnapped by his second uncle, and now there was a lot of commotion on Weibo, so he hurried back.

Song Heming is very important, and so is the cat that Song Heming left behind.

He didn't want Song Heming not to see his cat when he came back.

The second uncle said: "You must like this little guy very much, and you brought it to the company specially before..."

Just as the second uncle was talking, Song Heming suddenly stopped being quietly carried by the second uncle.

He is a cat now, very flexible, and when he turned over, he kicked the second uncle's wrist with his paw, and slid it hard by the way!The second uncle didn't expect that the cat who was so good before would suddenly attack, as if he knew he had something to rely on, without any defense.

A mark was drawn on the wrist, and the second uncle yelled suddenly. He frowned, and shot directly at the place where Song Heming was with his other hand!

"Bang" loud noise!

Jing Ran's pupils shrunk.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that if he lost this cat, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Although I don't know why this happened, Jing Ran stepped forward on a conditioned reflex, directly crushed the second uncle on the sofa, and at the same time broke the second uncle's wrist with his hand, and twisted his gun to another direction to avoid Hurt yourself and Big Orange.

Song Heming saw that his second uncle was restrained, so he went straight to his second uncle's place without saying a word.

Now is not the time to worry about not wanting his paws to touch that misunderstanding, Song Heming directly scratched the second uncle's place fiercely with his paws!

【Fuck... I misread it...】

[Although the light in the room is a little dark, I can tell you with certainty that you are not mistaken. 】

[My god, the big orange is so cute!Hahahahaha]

[This is how you should treat such a person!I feel super cool! 】

[The police are here! 】

In the room, several armed policemen entered the room and quickly controlled the second uncle.

The second uncle was still a little dazed when he was pulled up by the armed police. He turned his head to look at a few people, and let go of his hand suddenly.

There are witnesses and evidence, and there are videos as evidence. The point is that this matter has caused a lot of noise on the Internet, and it must not be suppressed. No matter what the second uncle says, he will not be able to escape.

Jing Ran reached out and hugged the big orange in his arms.

Song Heming meowed and struggled a bit.

He wants to wash his paws ah ah ah ah ah!