My cat has the throne

The crisp and sweet voice in the past now carried a strong crying voice, and he was stunned for a moment to comfort him, "What's wrong, don't cry! Tell senior brother what's wrong?!"

He Huan broke down in tears: "... When I was young... my brother, that bastard is going to take him away... Mom and I don't know what to do, brother, please help us..."

Noisy quarrels came from the other end of the phone, and Ms. He's voice that could sing soprano could be heard hoarsely roaring, followed by the sound of glass shattering and heavy objects falling to the ground...

In a society ruled by law, who is so bold as to go to a professor's house to rob a child?

Shangqian hurriedly found out that He Huan's mother and daughter were in a single-family villa in the suburbs. He drove there and rushed to the door. Two black-clothed bodyguards blocked Shangqin.

"Go away! No entry here."

This kind of dress and physique, I have only seen it on TV, and I usually walk around when I see it, but now I don't care about it, I can vaguely hear He Huan crying inside, like a cat scratching my heart.

"Get out of the way! You have no right to limit the freedom of my teacher, mother and daughter!" Shouted.

The bodyguard looked at each other and smiled contemptuously.

Don't let it go, what can you do to us with your physique?Want to fight?Empty pair, what to fight?Kill us with that fat cat in your arms?

Little boy, imitating other people's heroes to save the beauty, at least copy a guy, holding a fat cat, laughing to death!

The two bodyguards blocked the door like Heita, and gradually couldn't hear He Huan's cry, and the discussion became more anxious, and his heart was overwhelmed, his arms protected Mao Mao, and he squeezed in.

The bodyguard pushed it away with a palm, discussing how he fell a long way, but fortunately he hugged him tightly, Mao Mao was fine.

"Meow!" Maomao exclaimed.

presumptuous!How dare you discuss it!The fist is hard!

He twisted his body and wanted to get out to show his skills, but he was hugged so tightly that Mao Mao couldn't move.

His knee was swollen from the fall, and he gritted his teeth and stood up. His body was indeed too weak. He couldn't even protect his teachers and friends at critical times. He had to practice in the future!But now, no matter what method is used, even if you climb, you have to climb in and rescue the mother and daughter!

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police!" Shangqian clenched his hands into fists.

The bodyguard was still unmoved, and laughed, "Do you think the police will take care of housework?"

Then he looked up and down and discussed with a wretched expression, "An outsider, so enthusiastic... Maybe he has an affair with the mother and daughter? Maybe it's the mother and the daughter who take it all... What hope do you have with them, why don't you go to Mr. Chen, He's—"

The bodyguard didn't finish his obscene words, and discussed it with a punch.

This hand, which usually studies academic and creative articles, clenched into a fist and hit the bastard's nose without any skill. With full anger, the punch saw blood.

The bodyguard's nosebleed dripped into his mouth, his face was astonished, how dare this little boy do anything?Quite strong?Against him!Clenched a fist as big as a casserole and was about to throw it at Shangqian.

Probably because the opponent's skin was rough and fleshy, and the back of his hand was also torn, and the bleeding was not much, but the redness was enough to make Maomao furious.

Discuss the last time I was injured in order to save my cat, I have been guilty for a whole month, what are you, those who dare to touch me, court death!

Maomao jumped up and struck hard with sharp claws. Although the cat's body was not as flexible as the body's fat body, the figure of Maomao was still so fast that the two clumsy bodyguards could only see afterimages.

——It seems that there is a bunch of orange-yellow things flying over like shells!The bodyguard froze.

With a few hooting sounds, the cat's claws tore through the flesh, leaving deep bloodstains on the faces of the two of them.

The bodyguard covered his face and cried out in pain, Mao Mao chased after the victory, turned around beautifully, swept the rough face with a golden whip-like tail, and at the same time kicked hard at the back of the head with a kick, the strength and angle were well controlled, the cat's claws pulled a thousand catties, and it was hard Kick the two strong men to the ground.

In the end, Maomao jumped, jumped high, and fell heavily, hitting the belly of the swearing guy.

Boom!

The bodyguard's eyes darkened.

Call it a day.Maomao shook the disgusting flesh stuck between its paws, rubbed it against the bodyguard's black clothes, cleaned it up, and then came to the discussion with calm and dignified cat steps.

The cat's head avoids the wound, and gently rubs against the back of his hand, "Meow~"

It's okay, the person who dares to bully you will never let him stand in front of you.

Just now... the cat saved him?Discussing his brain a little bit, Mao Mao easily jumped on his shoulder, "Meow~"

Wake up!Ben Meow is very brave, Ben Meow knows it, go and save the mother and daughter.

Discussing that he regained his sanity amidst the meowing sound, hugging a big orange was like a fierce kiss.

Big orange is the most important!

Big orange yyds!

"Fu Si, you are as good as Fu Si! Daddy loves you!" Shangqian sucked the cat's hair, his voice was so happy that he broke into the door with a big orange in his arms.

"Meow..." Maomao has long been used to discussing comrades with this kind of slightly outward expression of emotions. If a man dies for his confidant, what's the point of kissing two people... It's still a bit awkward, he always calls himself father.

Although Fu Sicai, after thousands of years of history, it is not too much to call him an ancestor, right?

Maomao was still struggling with addressing, and Shangqian had already found a voice and came to the living room. The floor was full of mess. He Huan sat in the corner with his head in his arms and sobbed. Hearing the sound of rapid breathing, he raised his head, "Senior Brother Shang!"

——Later, He Huan recalled this day, wearing a white shirt with blood stains on the corners, sweating profusely, and the image of a hero with a huge orange cat sitting firmly on his shoulders always made her laugh.

When He Huan saw the savior, he ran to Shangqian barefoot, stepped on the broken glass, and the soles of his feet were dripping with blood, but the tears on He Huan's face were more glaring than the red, "Senior Brother Shang... Woohoo, you're here..." He wanted to hug and discuss, but Daju took up the shoulder position, and He Huan had nowhere to start, so he raised his hand and wiped his tears vigorously.

"Senior brother is here, I'm fine." Shangqian patted He Huan on the shoulder, looked around the living room on the first floor, there was no one else.

He Huan calmed down just now, but the pain in the soles of her feet made her unable to stand, so she sat down on the table after discussing, "Do you have a first aid kit? You have a deep wound on your foot, and you need a tetanus shot! Disinfect and bandage you, and send you to the hospital immediately."

Shangqian leaned over to check the wound, frowning.

In such a posture, Mao Mao couldn't squat on his shoulders, so he simply jumped down, tilted his head to look at the discussion, and then looked at He Huan.

In Maomao's era, a man saw a girl's feet, but he wanted to marry her.

Do you want to marry He Huan?

He Huan, gentle and kind-hearted, comes from a scholarly and well-established family, and has the friendship of brothers and sisters of the same school.The most important point is that she likes to discuss, so she should be considered a good match.

Mao Mao frowned and thought for a while, and found that He Huan was good at everything, just the same——

She has a female cat.

What if she and Shangqian got married and insisted on getting closer and arranged an arranged marriage for Mao Mao?

Mao Mao frowned, and its pointed ears twitched. Hearing footsteps upstairs, Mao Mao turned his head and looked over.

A tall, gloomy man appeared at the corner of the stairs.

"Boy. Stay away from my daughter."

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Now Daju: Are they a good match?

Big Orange in the future: He Huan?What acacia?Do not pick wild flowers on the roadside!

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