Laid-off guide is a cat wife

What can you do with six months' salary?Going to cat cafes and spending money like water, holding cat strips in your hands, becoming the object of competition among cats, and sticking to cat hair? ... No, Professor Xue is more obsessed with Xiaomi's touch than ordinary cat cafes.

Xiaomi's species is a cheetah. He checked it out, and the cheetah said it was a "leopard", but it was actually a cat subfamily, which is more closely related to cats.Gentle in character, easy to get close to humans, good at purring and rubbing against people with an imperial engine, big enough to hug one's arms, bury your face in it, keep warm at a constant temperature, it is really a good cat for home and travel!

But it is said that cheetahs are sensitive by nature, and even often miscarry due to nervous tension when they are pregnant...

Professor Xue couldn't help thinking about it. The little wild cat with honey skin and a big belly wanted to go to nightclubs to dance to make money. He accidentally fell on the stage while wearing high heels. Talking, drooping cat ears, can only whimper on the other end of the phone——

People are not old!Who would abandon a cat?

Anyway, Xue Fang, a good citizen, would not.

Therefore, Professor Xue decided to go to the underground black market and spend a lot of money to buy a "little green card" about Xiaomi.

Its official name is "Conscious Perception Memory Carrier". Because it looks like a small green chip the size of a fingernail, it is called "Little Green Card".

At present, information has become an important consumer commodity. Small chips that can store, read, upload and download human consciousness can directly obtain sensory information of others by simply connecting to nerves through electrode card inserters.

For example: the feeling of petting a cat from the first perspective.

The underground black market opens on time at zero o'clock, and the flow of people is like weaving. In the intricate narrow streets, human bodies are modified, prosthetic limbs are sold, and arms are smuggled.

Walk two more streets and go down to the basement floor. A small shop selling freshly steamed buns stands abruptly in the middle of the weapons store.The steam smelling of wheat came rushing towards him. He entered the steamed stuffed bun shop and went through three checkpoints. In front of the fourth gate, Xue Fang was blindfolded by two low-level sentinels with tangled muscles, and he was roughly pushed into the small gate.

A rough female voice sounded in the room: "What kind of card do you want to buy? What is it about?"

Xue Fang remained calm even though his eyes were blindfolded, and asked: "A young killer with honey-colored skin, light brown red eyes, and the ability to grow a tail and ears. Are there any similar products?"

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and said firmly: "There is no such product."

Xue Fang didn't believe it at all, so he asked: "Aren't you known as the largest underground illegal 'green card' channel provider in the Federation? Such an eye-catching sentinel, someone will definitely sell you a few G information if they see it."

"We don't have this kind of information." Obviously don't want to talk about it.

"That's it...then I'll change it. Is there a 'little green card' about the integration of the spiritual body? Money is not a problem." Xue Fang was still a little uncomfortable after speaking the last half of the sentence.Can't help but sigh, it's nice to have money.

The female voice tightened, revealing some emotion, "What do you know?"

The old god Xue Fang is here: "If I knew, would I still ask you to buy news?"

"Not doing your business, seeing off customers!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Xue Fang was grabbed by force, took off the blindfold, and threw him out the back door mercilessly.

Xue Fang silently took out a tissue from his bag and wiped the splashed water on his shoes.When people reach middle age, they just want to have a cat. Why is it so difficult?

"...I bought this Molecular Shampoo, it works really well."

"That's for pets. You're human, so at least you have some self-esteem."

"Who cares about it, anyway, I use it to wash my tail, as long as it's easy to use. Would you like a bottle too?"

Two little girls, one tall and thin and the other short and fat, walked towards each other. Xue Fang stepped aside, and they walked into the back door of the bun shop while chatting and laughing.

Wash the tail?

If he didn't know that there was a sentinel with a tail, Xue Fang might have succeeded in deviating.

Just thinking about whether to hypnotize the strong security guard at the door, and then go in again to have a look, Xue Fang found an acquaintance nearby——

The S-rank sentinel of the White Tower special attack team, with a bald dwarf with a passer-by face, a grumpy stab head, and a puffer fish mental body, will explode at one touch!People gave it the nickname "little puffer fish on land".

He is also the confidant of Numan Hashi, the senior official of the White Tower who was killed by Xiaomi a few days ago.

What is he doing here?

Xue Fang hid in the dark, held his breath, and minimized his presence.

The bald dwarf "Little Blowfish" pretended to smoke a cigarette in front of the back door. Two security guards saw him and came over to chase him away, cursing.

"Fuck you!" The little puffer fish spat, fisted left and right, knocked the backs of the heads of the two security guards, pinched out the cigarette butts, glanced back quickly to make sure no one was there, and pulled the security guard's finger onto the fingerprint lock. Press, dodge into the door.

After he entered, Xue Fang walked over, pulled a general-purpose key card from the unconscious security guard, twirled it around his fingers, stepped over the two people on the ground, and opened the door leisurely to go in for a tour.

There are S-level sentries clearing the way, is there a more comfortable sightseeing route than this?

A threatening shout came from the broken door not far away: "Hand over Numanhashi's green card, or I will kill these two freaks!"

What was firmly clamped between his muscular arms was the fragile necks of the two little girls who had just returned from shopping.

"Whoever takes your card, you go to him." It was the rough female voice in the room just now.

"I know that lunatic killer will supply you, call him out! Otherwise..." The little pufferfish smiled strangely, lowered its head and sniffed the girls' hair, "Such a delicate neck, cut it open to bind the nerves If you poke it in, you will definitely be able to download a lot of valuable information."

The female voice suppressed her anger: "If you come here to seek death, I will fulfill you!"

The black muzzle of the large-caliber gun pointed directly at the forehead of the little puffer fish.The kidnapped girls trembled in fright, "Zanka! Don't shoot casually, or find the leader—"

"Shut up!" Zanka yelled violently, scaring the girls into silence.

The little puffer fish saw the half-prototype look of the two of them, and made no secret of their contempt: "Tsk, the freak who should be thrown into the vegetable market, what difference does it make if he dies early or late."

His spiritual pufferfish is covered in thorns, "chirp!" screaming excitedly, ready to reap life at any time.

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Bullying minors, isn't he a freak?"

"Little pufferfish" trembled inexplicably, turned around and yelled angrily: "Who!" Half, a vast mist of blood rose between the two hemispherical fish fillets.

Mentally injured, without a guide to follow the sentinel, the mental barrier will be broken directly, and those with weak endurance will even be directly brain-dead!

However, a high-level and experienced attacking guide can almost kill a lone sentry.

But how many offensive wizards are there?Guides account for one-thousandth of the general population, and only one-ten-thousandth of the guide group can use mental power as a sharp edge.

The situation turned abruptly, and the little pufferfish was rolling all over the ground in pain. The dark and cold spiritual tentacles instantly pulled his spiritual world into the terrifying deep sea. He bent down and easily snatched the medicine bottle away.

"Ah." The little pufferfish couldn't hold on anymore, and passed out from convulsions.

Xue Fang casually threw Guisu Su into the trash can, closed the door behind his back, moved a small chair, crossed his legs, and sat down in a leisurely posture: "Okay, who of you is free to talk to me about the little ears?"

He smiled and pointed to the top of his head.

A difficult one fell, and a more difficult one came.

At the same time, the three pairs of hairy ears moved at the same time to be wary of the people staring at him.

Orange cat ears, wolf ears, and this one, donkey ears? ...like poking the nest of an animal's habitat.

"Don't deceive people too much, we are covered by leaders." The orange-haired, plump little girl was the first to jump out and attack him.

Just as Xue Fang wanted to ask about Xiaomi, he interrupted him with a hoarse "Get down!"

Laser bullets sprayed in like a storm, shooting straight at Xue, bound to beat him into a rotten sieve.

However, the bullet arrived in front of the man, as if it had shot into the vast and heavy deep sea, its speed dropped sharply, and it fell to the ground crackling, not even burning the upper of the leather shoes.

Xue Fang dodged helplessly: "I saved you, so you have to send me out if you don't know how to repay your kindness?"

Zanka, a small girl holding a gun, gritted her teeth, tore off half of her blindfold, and jumped onto the cooking table. The tip of the gun feinted at Xue Fang, as if to vent her anger, and suddenly fired a shot at the "little puffer fish" lying on the ground!

Xue Fang couldn't stop him: "Hey, don't kill him!"

"Bang!—" The little puffer fish exploded instantly, spraying scum everywhere.

Professor Xue held his forehead with a headache: "...why are young people nowadays so impulsive?"

He raised his head and explained seriously, "That's the sentinel of the White Tower. They have implanted a chip. If you kill him, the White Tower's special attack team will definitely attack the door within 10 minutes."

"Orange Cat" opened its mouth wide, and asked in a daze, "Then what's going on?"

Professor Xue was heartbroken: "You still ask what to do? Run!"

— 10 minutes later, the ex-White Tower guide leads a gang of underground mafia on a run through the slum sewers.

It was the first time for Xue Fang to escape like a mouse in the turbulent sewage channel. His face was so stiff from the stench that he dared not open his mouth to breathe.

Seeing the bright light at the exit of the sewer channel in front of him, Zanka stopped suddenly with his gun in his hand, pointing the gun at Xue Fang, "You, stay here, don't follow us anymore."

Xue Fang stretched out his head to look out as hard as he could, and spoke to her heart: "Oh? There are people outside to meet you, right?"

Zankar's one eye was fixed on him, and all the muscles in his body were mobilized, ready to fight at any time.

Xue Fang deliberately glanced at the people behind her, "I can stay alone. But, when will you give me the 'little green card' you mentioned earlier?"

Zanka reacted violently, and hissed: "Don't even think about it!" She kept threatening Xue Fang, turned her head slightly and said back, "You go first, I will quickly deal with him and come."

People with plush ears ran anxiously to the end of the aisle. From a distance, they seemed to see someone responding, and there were several cheers of relief.

Seeing that an important clue was about to be cut off, and the people in front of him were still relentless, Professor Xue was vaguely moved.

He half closed his eyes, his voice became cold, "Although I don't hit little girls, I don't mind making an exception today—"

"Okay!" Zanka was also a bloody one, and was about to pull the gun, but was grabbed by a hand that came out of the blue, and with a snapping skill, he easily snatched the girl's heavy gun.

Zanka looked back to see who came: "miao—"

Before she could make a sound, she was covered by Professor Xue's ecstatic call: "Xiao Mi!"

"Click", the heavy gun was loaded crisply, and the infrared sight was aimed at the center of Xue Fang's eyebrows.

At such a short distance, if the trigger is pulled, Professor Xue's genius brain with an IQ of 200 will be blown out of his head and fly into the sewer.

Professor Xue immediately raised his hands and actively surrendered: "If you have something to talk about."

Found the cat!