Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

Thinking of this, Mr. Tiger felt even more uncomfortable, and his ears drooped.

Zong Jue came over and held out his hand to him. He pretended not to see him, so he turned around and ran away. Zong Jue wanted to chase, but was stopped by Wang Yang and other students.

"Did you bring the cat? What do you mean, trying to screw up our fundraiser?"

"It's not...it's..."

"What's that? Does your cat have the virus? Scratching people everywhere!"

"Yeah, I scratched my clothes too. Really, if I don't do well, I can't see others well."

Everyone complained, but in the end it was Chen Fengyang who helped out.

Said it was all an accident, the cat was originally brought by him and Zong Jue to add to the fun, and it was probably frightened because the venue was too noisy.

Cats have been vaccinated and will not spread germs, so don't worry, the injured person checks the wound first, and the rest clean up the venue.

The initiator of the reception came forward to make peace, and it was inconvenient for everyone to say anything more.

Zong Jue thanked Chen Fengyang and walked out of the venue. Chen Fengyang caught up and stopped him.

"Is that really your cat?"

"No, it's Zong Kui's."

"It's that man again," Chen Fengyang said angrily, "He doesn't deserve you at all. I really don't know what kind of ecstasy he gave you to make you care about him so much."

Zong Jue didn't explain, and quickened his pace to move forward.

Chen Fengyang didn't give up, and asked, "About that job, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"No, I like my current life very much and I don't want to change it."

Zong Jue hesitated for a moment, and decided to make it clear to Chen Fengyang.

"I understand your thoughts, Fengyang, but you are too sophisticated, I still like simple relationships, we are not wrong, it's just that we met at the wrong time."

"Ha, say I'm worldly, aren't you very worldly too? Zong Jue, it's not the first day I know you, our abilities, thoughts and attitudes are all the same, we are just a match made in heaven!"

Zong Jue was slightly silent, just when Chen Fengyang thought he was moved by what he said, he said——

"Yes, I am very sophisticated, that's why I long for pure affection. I admit that we are a natural match at work, but what I want is not work, but a lover."

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Mr. Tiger ran out of the venue, ran around in the hotel for a while, and suddenly felt dizzy again, just opposite to the bathroom, he ran in and rushed to the cubicle.

Not long after entering the compartment, he changed back into a human form, but it was embarrassing that his clothes didn't change out together.

No matter how he used the spiritual spell, the clothes just didn't show up, and he could only stay naked in the compartment.

Why is this so?

Mr. Tiger's head was dizzy, and he rubbed his hair thinking for a long time before realizing that he drank too much wine.

So his current state is like a drunkard, he can't even walk steadily on his feet, let alone use spiritual spells.

It turns out that drinking alcohol has such terrible sequelae, it seems that it is impossible to go home invisibly.

At the thought of going home, Mr. Tiger became angry again——

Zong Jue scolded him, and my husband scolded him too. Didn't he just drink some wine... No, it seems that he was not scolded for drinking...

His head became more and more dizzy, and some blurry fragments of pictures flashed through his mind. Mr. Tiger couldn't stand still, and sat on the toilet with his head in his arms.

Drunken drunkenness;

the cries of old people and children;

Drops of blood splatter where it enters;

The child was caught by a monster, he saved the child;

Mr. scolding, and then the sky full of golden light...

Scene after scene flashed in front of my eyes, clear, blurred, happy and sad, all too fast to grasp.

Mr. Tiger had a splitting headache. He pressed his forehead tightly and bowed his body. Gradually, the flashback shot slowly settled down, and then connected into a complete picture.

He was panting violently, his headache turning into heartache.

He remembered everything, including his acquaintance with Mr., including their quarrel, including his entry into the villa, he remembered everything!

The clothes fell from the top of his head, but Mr. Tiger didn't feel anything, his heart was throbbing violently, there was a little pain, but it was more of a disappointment.

He finally understood why he couldn't remember what happened before he entered the villa. It wasn't someone who used magic to seal his memory, but he refused to remember.

How much he respected his husband before, but now he is disappointed with him, even angry.

He clenched his hands tightly, and when he was about to throw his fist out in the next second, he saw his clothes.

This discovery calmed down Mr. Tiger's resentment a bit. He took the clothes and put them on one by one. Footsteps sounded outside, followed by an annoying voice.

"Zong Sui must have done it on purpose, because he was afraid that others would steal his limelight and get a cat to mess with him. I'd better see a doctor later, so I don't get rabies."

It was Xiaodong who spoke, and then someone said: "Chen Fengyang is still protecting him. Later, when he joins a big company, he must be even more defiant. Hey, do you think the two of them are having an affair?"

"Yeah, the fight was so fierce before, but now it's so good, there must be something wrong."

"I think there is something wrong with the buddy Zong Jue brought. The invitation clearly stated that he would bring his family. He brought a buddy here. There is no silver 300 taels here."

"Yeah, that cat was also brought by my buddy. What a country bumpkin, he actually wants to use a cat to stir up the atmosphere."

"No, he's just a scapegoat. Just now I heard Chen Fengyang confess to Zong Jue, saying that they are a match made in heaven. Zong Jue also admitted that they should be good people. Of course, evil things like disturbing the venue must be blamed on others. "

Mr. Tiger didn't know who those people were talking, he only recognized that the last one was Wang Yang.

This sentence successfully aroused his anger. The sadness and hatred of being betrayed and the scene in front of him merged together invisibly, and the fire of anger grew in his heart. He raised his hand and pushed open the door of the compartment, and walked out .

Several people stopped talking at the same time, and when they saw that the person involved in the gossip appeared, they showed guilty expressions.

Only Wang Yang didn't care, and laughed, "It's you again, knowing that your boss abandoned you and ran away with others, you must be unhappy, right?"

Mr. Tiger stared at him, followed by his cold gaze, Wang Yang shivered suddenly, and instinctively backed away, but it was too late.

Mr. Tiger grabbed his collar and flung him back, and he hit the compartment door, rolling his eyes and passing out.

The others were stunned, and they didn't dare to move. Mr. Tiger went straight out and returned to the venue.

After the turmoil, the reception resumed a lively atmosphere, laughter could be heard from far away, and Mr. Tiger frowned.

Sometimes, he admires the hypocrisy of human beings. No matter how much he hates the other party in his heart, he can smile on the surface.

This is the case with Mr. Zong Jue.

No, they were originally the same person!

Mr. Tiger's anger blazed, and in the flames, he couldn't tell which ones were memories and which ones were realities. He only thought about the thunderbolt's fury, which would shock everyone.

Mr. Tiger was stopped by security guards at the entrance of the venue. He looked up and saw that Zong Jue was talking to Sun Xiaoyue inside.

This scene made him even more annoyed, he pushed the security guard away and broke in.

As if sensing his arrival, Zong Jue turned his head, and Chen Fengyang saw it too, and gave his assistant a wink.

The assistant stepped forward to stop him first, and said in a low voice, "You are not welcome here, immediately..."

Mr. Tiger pushed his palm on the assistant's chest, and the strong wind came, and he flew out in parallel.

There was a decorative glass screen behind it, and with a clattering sound, the assistant fell to the ground together with the shattered screen fragments.

Everyone in the venue was stunned, and they all looked over. Mr. Tiger was so angry that he slapped another palm on the pillar next to him.

Almost at the same time, lightning flashed across the sky in the distance, followed by thunder rumbling down.

The sound was deafening, everyone hurriedly covered their ears, Zong Jue ran over, Mr. Tiger ignored his approach, and slapped the pillar again.

There was a crackling sound of lightning, as if hitting right in front of your eyes, all the lights in the room went out, and the venue was plunged into darkness.

The female guests screamed, and the air of fear permeated the entire space. Mr. Tiger heard everyone's yelling, finally let out a bad breath, and clapped his hands several times in succession.

As a result, the wind outside became louder, and the thunderstorms fell one after another, and then the torrential rain poured down, covering up the screams.

"Zong Kui! Zong Kui, where are you?"

The room was dark, and Zong Jue couldn't see anything, so he ran over by feeling.

There was no one there anymore, so he called a few more times, but there was still no response. He panicked and ran out of the venue to find someone.

It was pitch black outside the venue, some people were running, some were talking on the phone, and it was a mess.

Zong Jue ran down the stairs to the first floor, opened the door and went out, and the raindrops flew in front of him, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

The wind and rain outside are even stronger, like a typhoon is coming, and it is so fast that people are caught off guard.

The nearby street lights were all turned off, and the five sense organs lost their proper perception in the rainstorm.

He barely walked a few steps forward against the wind, lightning flashed in front of his eyes, and for a moment he saw the person standing in front of him.

That was the man Zong Jue had seen by the spring. The man's expression was fierce and full of evil spirit, especially his pair of eyes were covered with vermilion, which was eerie and monstrous.

The strange thing is that he didn't feel scared this time, he rushed over and shouted, "Zong Kui!"

A bolt of thunder fell in front of him and stopped him.

Zong Jue didn't dare to move, and asked loudly, "What are you crazy about?"

"I'm not crazy, they speak ill of you behind your back, and you scold me when I vent your anger on you!

You are the same as Mr. You usually speak nicely, but when something happens, you turn to others. Thanks to my trust in you, you lied to me! "